I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

Looking at Wang Xin's hostile appearance, An Bulang sighed.

　　He felt that he was going to revisit the woman in front of him and spread his talents.

　　 "I am the new Daoist in the inner courtyard of the Bailing Empire. I am only 17 years old to become a trio of Tianyuan. Not only that, I also received the five dragons blessings at the Grand Seal, and even possessed the dragon species of the Bailing dragon..."

　　 Each time An Bulang said, Wang Xin's face changed a bit.

　　After An Bulang finished, the woman's complexion finally became different from before.

　　An Bulang thought that Wang Xin had awakened.

　　 However, the woman said: "What did I do wrong, why did you treat me like a fool?"

　　An Bu Lang: "?????"

　　Obtained, some people are too powerful, too defiant, others can't believe what they saw with their own eyes, not to mention people who weren't seen with their own eyes.

　　 The helpless look of An Bulang took out a simple and luxurious token in the Nahua.

　　 Boom! ! !

　　 When the Taoist order came out, the world changed!

　　Wang Xin, as the core member of the big family, how could he not recognize this token, the strong and unique fluctuations released by it alone are enough to shock her mind.

　　 "You... are you really Dao?" Wang Xin's expression was full of shock. "How can there be such a young Dao... how can you become Dao?"

　　 "Depending on the strength of your Tianyuan peak, I can't pass the three strokes in front of me. Is this not enough to convince?" An Bulang said lightly.

　　Wang Xin was startled, and then a humiliating look appeared on his face.

　　 She felt offended.

　　 And I can't even refute...

　　 The woman slowly lowered the sword in her hand. Apparently, she chose to believe.

　　 "Unexpectedly, during this time I closed my sword and practiced such a big event!"

　　An Bu Lang also saw her fingers down, smiled faintly, and looked closely at the woman in front of her.

　　Wang Xin was seen a bit unnatural, she whispered: "So... Lord Dao, you suddenly came to the Wang family to find me, what is it for?"

　　 She really couldn't understand what would happen to the two without any intersection, and suddenly the teenager in front of her appeared in front of her.

　　An Bulang still had a mild smile on his face, and took a packet of fine workmanship from Na Nai, which looked white and beautiful, and said, "Give it."

　　 "This is... Xue Bingsu..." Wang Xin's face was shocked when he saw the bag of sugar in front of him, and then a cold glow appeared on his cold face.

　　 She reached out and took the candy, opened her small mouth at the spot, took a small bite, and then exhaled the white mist, her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a smile of happiness and nostalgia.

　　 At this time, Wang Xin's eyes on An Bulang were different: "Why did you buy this for me... Do you like me?"

　　An Bulang sucked a cold breath: "No, no, don't think too much, just meet the gift!"

"Well, it's delicious..." Wang Xin whispered, and then couldn't help taking a bite. The beautiful face is no longer cold, but has a strange sense of happiness and satisfaction, raising bright eyes, said , "But... how do you know that I like to eat Xuebing?"

　　 "This is what your grandfather told me." An Bulang said.

　　 "Grandpa!" Wang Xin froze the whole body, not even chewing the Xuebingsu in his mouth, and looked at the young boy with big eyes, "You, have you seen my grandpa?!"

　　 "Bingque tweeted, dream back to the heart of the lake." An Bulang said.

　　 Boom! Hearing this, Wang Xin seemed to be split by thunder. His hands shook, and even the sugar in his hand accidentally fell into the lake!

　　 She was startled, and immediately reached out to pick up the sweet spots again, blowing, and then took a careful bite: "Huh... okay, not melted..."

　　An Bulang saw the woman's reaction in front of her and didn't know what to say.

　　 Lao Tzu flicked a big move, and instead you only care about what you eat? No wonder Wang Botong specifically told him to buy an ice cream before seeing her granddaughter.

"Well... my grandfather even told you this, it seems that you are a person worthy of my unconditional trust." Wang Xin was eating ice cream, his eyes looked at An Bulang brightly, and said, "My grandfather has been missing for a long time. Now, do you know where he is!"

　　An Bulang said: "About your grandfather, you must keep it secret from beginning to end, no one can tell, it is related to your grandfather's life."

　　 Wang Xin nodded solemnly and seriously.

　　After seeing the woman's agreement, An Bulang said: "Now I can't tell you about your grandpa, including you, I hope you understand."

　　 Wang Xin froze for a moment, but nodded happily.

　　The woman's reaction made An Bulang very satisfied.

　　An Bulang said again: "I need Ice Flame Soul Pearl."

　　 Wang Xin took a deep breath and nodded, "Okay!"

　　 "You come with me." Wang Xin waved his sword at the lake, the ice lake cracked, and even the lake water was split in half by her sword gas, and then jumped down.

　　 An Bu Lang followed.

　　With his own blood, Wang Xin opened a seal at the bottom of the lake, took off a blue ice bead with extremely strong waves, and returned to the surface of the lake. Then he solemnly handed the ice bead to An Bulang.

　　 "Ice Flame Spirit Bead, a spirit-level primary magic weapon, burned with Spirit Flame for three hundred years, condensed with Mysterious Ice for three hundred years. It has the characteristics of blending ice and fire, washing bones and marrow, exorcizing evil spirits."

　　 "It was originally forged by my grandfather and wanted to give me a gift..."

　　Wang Xin held the ice flame spirit beads with both hands and said, "One pack of ice and snow cakes is replaced by an ice flame spirit beads... It is not a loss, you can use it properly!"

　　An Bulang looked at the woman in front of her, although she was still upset, but she still looked very refreshing. Her heart was wide. After receiving the Ice Flame Soul Bead, she nodded and said, "Relax, I will sell a good price."

　　Wang Xin: "?????"

　　 "Full of grandpa's love and emotions, I also look at the treasure's ice flame spirit beads, you actually want to sell it?!" Wang Xin's eyes widened, and the surrounding lake began to freeze quickly.

　　 The unbelievable look on his face seemed to be saying: See if you are talking about humans? !

"Treasures are dead, and people are alive. Only the treasures given to them by treasured people are more meaningful. For example, the ice cream that I gave you is different from the ice cream that your grandfather gave you. Right," An Bulang said something very meaningful.

　　 "It tastes the same." Wang Xin blurted out.

　　An Bu Lang: "?????"

　　 "All are delicious..." Wang Xin's face flushed slightly.

　　An Bulang opened his mouth and found that he didn't know how to refute.

　　Okay, I can't reason with foodies at all!

　　 The baby was already taken, and An Bulang left to leave.

　　 "That, my grandpa... is he all right now?" Wang Xin looked at An Bulang's back and whispered.

　　 "It's okay, seven years later, your grandpa will come back." An Bulang promised.

　　 Then, An Bulang's body disappeared in place.

　　 comes and goes like a wind, leaving only a white woman independent lake heart.

　　 "Seven years... why is it seven years...can't make it..." Wang Xin took a bite of the ice cream, "Well... what kind of magic is Grandpa practicing in retreat?"

　　 No one answered Wang Xin's doubts.

　　 At this time, An Bulang has rushed to the next welfare succession office.

　　 "The next place is... Nonghua Sect?"

　　 An Bulang was riding a handsome lion, flying high in the sky, looking at the map on his hand and a piece of information collected recently.

　　 This Nonghua Sect is a relatively famous sect of the Bailing Empire, but its fame is not that kind of particularly good reputation. Zong Men is a female nun, so I won’t talk about it. This is actually a good feeling, but one thing is speechless, they actually control the color industry of the Bailing Empire!

　　 That's right, the color you think!

　　 Sinked to a mundane custom shop, floated to the color industries of various practitioners, all had shadows behind them, and even some nuns of the Nonghua Sect also came to the fair in person!

　　 Can such a sect be a serious sect?

　　An Bulang recalled that Nonghuazong Taishang elder Fan Lixian told her sister that Nonghua 18-style actually had 19 movements, and her sister Hongli, the current lord, would help him unconditionally. This is some kind of code between Fan Li and Hong Li.

　　 In other words, if he went to get Huazong, he would get a strong younger brother and an invisible giant!

　　An Bulang touched his chin and fell into a deep thought.

　　I don't know what kind of movement is the 18th style, so I really want to see...

　　 Of course, An Bulang guessed that it should be some kind of profound Taoism.

　　He just likes to learn Taoism purely.

　　 "Go, Junshi, let's go to Huazong headquarters!"

　　 "Good! Master!"

　　 Junshi's wings startled, ripped open the void, and flew towards the headquarters of Nonghuazong.

　　At this time, in the west of Hongmeng mainland.

　　 Above the Dragon Mountain.

　　The Confucian student in plain robe raised his beautiful face.

　　 Underneath are all the monks wearing sun and moon robes. They still looked at Confucian students with piety and respect.

　　 This Confucian student is one of Qingxuan Zhenren, one of the three great powers of the Bailing Empire.

　　Qingxuan Zhenren watched the setting sun gradually fall, UU reading www.uukanshu.com on the surface, his eyes were clear and indifferent, but in fact his mind was more chaotic, and the uneasy mind still continued.

　　He wanted to keep a low profile here, but he couldn't calm down anyway.

　　 As the Hongmeng continent, the strongest group of people, it stands to reason that no one should be qualified to distract him, after all, he is not afraid of anyone. But just because he stood tall enough, he knew that there are immortals in this world, and immortals can occasionally come to the world!

　　 was able to make his existence uneasy, and only the last time he was baffled by somehow.

　　 His injury has not recovered until now!

　　Qingxuan Zhenren held a bizarre metal ball, perceiving the Bailing title empire from inside and all kinds of important information from its radiant territory, and finally locked on the new road of Bailing Empire College.

　　 "Not alien geniuses from the three tribes and six races? Interesting..."

　　 "Can traces of his activities only be traced back to the blue country? Have some small grudges with the other bank?"

　　 "Same photon."

　　 With the voice of Qingxuan Zhenren came.

　　 A young man in a golden robe stepped on the void and saluted: "Master, the disciple is here."

　　Qingxuan Zhenren said lightly: "Is the other bank Pavilion not a force under your Guangming religion?"

　　 "Exactly." Nodded with the photon.

　　 "Let them go to the blue country." Qingxuan really humane.

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