Fantasy: Fishing for the Innate Holy Body Taoist Fetus at the beginning

He was abandoned at the age of six and thrown into the Hidden Gong Pavilion to fend for himself.

At the age of seven, when he killed the first person who came to assassinate him, he got an assassin's guide.

After that, Xiao Wuxie began his career as an assassin.

Relying on the various formation mechanisms in the Hidden Gong Pavilion, he lived to the age of twenty-seven.

It was also in that year that the Hidden Gong Pavilion became the forbidden place of death for the entire Heavenly Realm at that time!!

Any enemy who dares to enter the Hidden Gong Pavilion without permission will be quietly killed no matter who you are!

Then at the age of twenty-nine, the Wuji Temple was breached.

Zanggong Pavilion suffered a major purge.

Countless strong men poured in, wanting to compete for the magical skills in the Hidden Skills Pavilion.

Xiao Wuxie, who was twenty-nine years old at the time, relied on the strength of the Immortal Emperor to use the formations in the Hidden Gong Pavilion to kill countless supreme beings.

He died of exhaustion at the age of thirty the following year!!

But for some reason, when he opened his eyes again, Xiao Wuxie had become the current Xiao Wuxie.

Come to this world 80 million years from now

"Wuji Temple, Hidden Gong Pavilion?"

"So you should know a lot of magical powers and secrets?"

After listening to Xiao Wuxie's explanation, Ling Xiao became interested.

The fate of the protagonist also sounded familiar to him. He was reborn with a huge amount of knowledge. He didn't understand any of the elixirs, weapons, formations, and methods.

Then he accepted his younger brothers along the way. , cultivate geniuses, and eventually reach the top!

As long as he grows up, Xiao Wuxie will be a very terrifying protagonist.

"They are all useless things. It’s a pity that I was obsessed with assassination in my previous life, otherwise I wouldn’t be watching my grandfather’s body weaken day by day!"

Xiao Wuxie's face was extremely gloomy, with a look of regret on his face.

Xiao Potian's body had been riddled with wounds during his lifetime of fighting.

If it weren't for his extraordinary strength, he would have died long ago.

Unfortunately, Xiao Potian Wu Xie only knows the art of assassination. He doesn't know how to make alchemy at all.

Although he has countless elixir recipes in his mind, he dare not use any of them due to the current situation of the Xiao family. It is precisely because of this, after knowing the existence of Ling Xiao , he would mention his feelings of envy and yearning to Tang Yuan.

If it were his Nine Patterns Alchemy Ancestor's ability, how could his grandfather have fallen to this level?

"I can help you save your grandfather, but I want you to worship me as your teacher!"

"From now on, the Xiao family will be a member of my Ling Xiao!"

"And you are my Heavenly Anbu, the owner of the Blood Clothes Building!"

Ling Xiao stretched out his finger and pointed at Xiao Wuxie and said.

Xiao Wuxie has the destiny of the protagonist, but not every protagonist's destiny Ling Xiao will kill quickly.

In fact, as long as the other party does not provoke him, Ling Xiao is too lazy Ignore them.

But it is a pity that before that, most of the people Ling Xiao met were self-righteous idiots. They took advantage of some opportunities and acted unscrupulously.

As everyone knows, no matter how tough the protagonist's fate is, how can he defeat the sharp sword in his hand?!!

As long as he dares to show his head, Ling Xiao will kill him without mercy!

"The owner of the Bloody Clothes Building?"

Xiao Wuxie was stunned when he heard the words, and subconsciously wanted to refute.

But when he met Ling Xiao's eyes, an inexplicable feeling of guilt arose spontaneously.

At this time, the enemy is strong and we are weak, where did he get the courage? Against Ling Xiao?

"Yes, in addition, I also have a blood-clothed killing magic skill here. If you can learn it, it will be very helpful to your strength."

"If you don't understand anything, just ask me."

After Ling Xiao finished speaking, he raised his finger lightly, and a ray of golden light shot out.

It flew towards Xiao Wuxie's eyebrows.

Before the other party could react at all, it had already escaped into the sea of ​​consciousness between his eyebrows.

The next moment, the blood-clothed The contents of the Suppressing and Killing Magic Art appeared in his mind

"Disciples are willing to surrender!!"

"But the disciple has another request!"

"I hope the master will make it happen!"

After a moment of silence, Xiao Wuxie suddenly knelt down.

This skill was definitely top-notch even if it was placed in the Hidden Skills Pavilion.

But Ling Xiao was able to take it out to him without any scruples.

This shows that Ling Xiao has confidence. Duozu.

In addition, he was wandering and helpless in his last life, and he finally found a grandfather who loved him in this life.

No matter what the price, he can't die here!

And it's okay to worship Ling Xiao as his teacher.

Ling Xiao's realm may be Not high, but there is no doubt about Ling Xiao's ability.

Nowadays, there are countless people in this world who want to worship Ling Xiao as their teacher, but they don't have the opportunity.

"But it doesn't matter~"

Ling Xiao was not surprised when he heard this.

After all, he is also the protagonist's fate, so naturally he is not so easy to fool.

It is normal to be arrogant.

"Disciple, I hope you can save my grandfather's life and refine a nine-marked elixir for him, the Nine-turn Taishi Yi Jing Qidan!!"

"For this reason, this disciple is willing to dedicate all the magical secrets and alchemy formations accumulated in previous lives!"

As he spoke, Xiao Wuxie fell to his knees, grabbing the ground with his head and not daring to raise his head again.

The Nine-marked Divine Pill is not something that can be made just by refining it.

Not to mention the difficulty of refining it, those geniuses It is not easy to collect the treasures.

What's more, this is a pill recipe from 80 million years ago.

But he has no other choice. Xiao Potian's body may not last many years.

"Good~"

Ling Xiao felt happy when he heard this, but Zheng was worried that he didn't know how to make Xiao Wuxie willingly hand over his knowledge.

Now he had delivered it to his door.