Yang Ling, who was sorted out by Zhang Qingyan, is a bit of a mother, especially the butterfly hairpin tied on her head, which is more like a girl than a bow, Yang Ling reached out and touched the single ponytail on her head, feeling a little weird, but the two girls were happy on the side.

"Hehehe, if my father saw him now, I really don't know what his expression would be. ”

"Hehe, I only have this kind of hairpin, I can't help it, I'll just do it, it's better than a cloak. ”

Yang Ling listened to the words of the two women, shyly ran to the side behind the tree, and took out a bronze mirror to take a look.

"I'll rub it, if I put some rouge lipstick, who would know I'm a man. Yang Ling was startled when he saw himself in the mirror, his current appearance can really be said to be neither male nor female.

"Let's go, it's okay, I'll rearrange it for you when you get to the sect, the way you look now is actually quite cute. Zhang Qingyan covered his mouth and couldn't help laughing.

"Alas, since my sister made it, I'm not afraid of being laughed at, but fortunately my brother is not here, otherwise I will be laughed at for the rest of my life. Yang Ling put away the bronze mirror and walked to the two sisters, mainly because no one in this place knew Yang Ling, even if he saw this, he was not afraid, after all, this was Zhang Qingyan's hair for him.

With laughter and laughter all the way, the three of them soon came to the gate of the main hall, and there were many guards guarding the door, but when they saw that the person who came was the two young ladies in the sect, they put away the knife door to make way, but these guards couldn't help laughing when they saw Yang Ling behind the two young ladies.

"Hahahaha, whose girl is this so beautiful. ”

"Leave a contact information?"

"Get out, beware of Lao Tzu eating you alive!"

Yang Ling was so angry that he stomped his feet and scolded, he didn't think that anyone would laugh at him, because he was following the two young ladies of the Falling Immortal Sect, but it seemed to be different from what he thought.

"This is my brother, you are not allowed to laugh at him in the future!" Although Zhang Qingyan would also joke with Yang Ling, it could only be him, and no one else could do it, so he quickly stood up at this time to deter the doorman.

After these guards heard Zhang Qingyan's words, they all stopped their mouths and straightened up seriously, although they held back their laughter, they communicated in private: "How many lifetimes has this kid been blessed to be favored by Miss?"

"Hey, Miss Bacheng thinks this fool is interesting, and brings it back to the sect to have some fun for everyone. ”

Although Yang Ling saw that they were no longer smiling, he felt that they must be communicating in secret, so he turned on the soul stealing technique and heard the words of these people word for word.

But it was useless to hear it, he couldn't expose his ability to hear the sound transmission, so he could only stare at these people with wide eyes viciously, and raise his hand to scare and scare them when he passed by them, like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Yang Ling followed behind Zhang Qingyan and entered the Luoxian Sect, like other sects, there was a hall at the door to register the monks entering and leaving, Zhang Qingyan walked to the hall to register Yang Ling's name, and took him to the main hall, the monks in the registration hall saw that Yang Ling was also secretly happy, and Yang Ling did not pay attention to it anymore.

"Sister Qingyan, rearrange my hairstyle first and then go to the main hall, I will be laughed to death by the people inside. Yang Ling saw that the way forward pointed to the main hall, this was to see the sect master, and he thought that he couldn't let the sect master leave a bad image of him in his heart.

After hearing this, Zhang Qingyan turned around and pinched Yang Ling's face with a smile, and said mischievously: "Don't, my father will definitely be amused by you when he sees you like this, and when the time comes, I beg him to give you to go to the sect to cultivate, and he will definitely agree." ”

After speaking, he pulled Yang Ling to speed up his pace to catch up with Zhang Yan who was walking in front, Yang Ling was very helpless, he wanted to take off the hairpin and drape his hair, but he couldn't live up to Zhang Qingyan's heart.

Soon, they came to the outside of the main hall, the guards greeted the two young ladies one after another, Yang Ling hesitated outside the door to go in, but Zhang Qingyan grabbed him and walked inside.

At the end of the hall, there was an old man who was staring intently at the book on the case behind the golden case, and he didn't notice the arrival of the three people at all.

"Father, I'm back!" Zhang Qingyan put down Yang Ling, ran up to the sect master in the main hall and was immersed in reading, and said in a deliberately loud voice.

The sect master, who was looking down and reading a book and was fascinated, slowly raised his head after hearing Zhang Qingyan's voice, and said while picking up the tea next to him: "Stinky girl, you don't say hello when you run out for a month, your mother is worried about you every night." ”

"There's my sister here, we're just going out for a walk, look, this is a little brother I met outside. Zhang Qingyan explained while rubbing his father's shoulders, and then jumped in front of his father's eyes and pointed at Yang Ling, who was watching around the audience.

When Yang Ling heard Zhang Qingyan introduce him, he hurriedly turned around and bent over, and said, "Junior Duan Lingxiao pays a visit to the Sect Master of the Fallen Immortal Sect. ”

"Poof... Hahahaha. After Yang Ling raised his head, Zong Youwei saw Yang Ling's appearance, and squirted out laughter with the tea in his mouth.

"Oh, hey, my old bones are about to fall apart with laughter, light face, where did you find such a living treasure?" Zhang Youwei laughed for a long time before touching his beard and asking.

"Father, let's not talk about how this kid met, he saved my sister and me's lives, this time I came to our sect to practice, and by the way, I participated in the refining competition in a month. Zhang Yan stepped forward and told Yang Ling's purpose for coming here.

"Little Ning Dao Beginner, can you actually save you?" Zhang Youdao couldn't believe it, and as he spoke, he gently waved out a palm, testing Yang Ling's ability.

The palm power rushed towards Yang Ling, Yang Ling was startled, and he planned to dodge it at the first time, but this palm would break the things in the hall, which was not appropriate, and then the true yuan accumulation was used to form a protection in the hand, and the true yuan who gently caught this palm retreated, and dissolved the palm power like kneading dough.

"Sure enough, I have some ability, and my head is also bright, but the power of my palm is only in the early stage of condensation, and the person who can threaten my eldest daughter is definitely not an ordinary person. Zhang Youwei saw Yang Ling's ability and reaction, and had a good impression of Yang Ling, but he didn't believe that Yang Ling could save his daughter, and the two of them discussed it to fool him.

"Father, how can you casually make a move on a guest, he really saved us. Zhang Qingyan saw that Zhang Youdao shot at Yang Ling, and slammed his father's chest with a small fist and complained.

"Sect Master, these are not important, the younger generation is here to practice in the Falling Immortal Sect, and they will fight with the disciples in the sect, and there may be some conflicts, and please bear with the sect master. Yang Ling returned to his original position and said to Zhang Youwei respectfully.

"Since you're here, that's the guest, Xiaoyou will stay in the guest room for the time being, the whole sect has been busy preparing for the refining competition recently, and when the matter is over, I will select a few monks in the sect who are close to you to practice." Zhang Youwei didn't care what happened to Yang Ling, a kid in the early stage of condensation, and let a few inner disciples of the sect fight with him when the time came.

"Father, this is my younger brother, how can you do this, I want him to practice in the Luanshan Dojo!" As soon as Zhang Qingyan heard Zhang Youwei's words, he was sending Yang Ling away, and he sat on the case angrily and kicked and patted the case, Zhang Qingyan was not the same type at all in front of his father and outside, and he was coquettish at every turn.

"Come down, what are you talking about, Luanshan is going when you say you go?" Zhang Youwei also has no way to take Zhang Qingyan, but Luanshan is an important place for sect cultivation, and only true disciples can enter, how can Yang Ling, an outsider, let him in.

"No, no, if my father doesn't agree, I'll take him outside and never come back. Zhang Qingyan still didn't give up, and Yang Ling couldn't help laughing when she saw her like this.

"Father, this kid is not a bad person, and his purpose is very simple, so let him go. Zhang Yan also persuaded on the side, after all, Yang Ling had saved them, and he couldn't tell the sect master that he had killed Shan Shen.

"Alas, okay, okay, look at your posture, if I don't promise you, I have to collapse the hall, what is good about this kid to make you mess around. Zhang Youwei always thought that they were joking, and what to recognize his younger brother and the like was something that only children would do, but his daughter was so serious, and he couldn't help it.

"You can go to the Luanshan Dojo, but remember not to do anything that breaks the rules of the sect, and you will show him the rules of the sect. ”

"One more thing, don't challenge the true disciples at will, if something happens, I'm not responsible. After Zhang Youwei gave the order, he picked up the book on the case and left the hall, leaving Zhang Qingyan smiling secretly in front of the case.

"Stinky boy, let's go. Zhang Yan gave Yang Ling a look and turned to leave.

Zhang Qingyan ran to Yang Ling's side, pulled up his sleeve, and walked outside the hall while telling him the rules of the sect, Zhang Yan found the elder, asked for a true disciple token, and handed it to Yang Ling, so that no one would stop him when he encountered the level.

Zhang Qingyan did not panic and took Yang Ling to the dojo, took him to a small pavilion, and made tea for Yang Ling, the location of the pavilion is very good, under a small stone mountain, a small waterfall is on the east side of the pavilion, from time to time there are water droplets splashing on his face, the river water is gushing out from a spring on the top of the mountain, it is very clear, and it can be used to make tea.

At this time, Zhang Qingyan went to prepare tea, Yang Ling walked to a still water place by the river, took off the hairpin, tidied up his hair, washed his face by the way, and then returned to the pavilion and waited for Zhang Qingyan's arrival.

Since this is the back of the main hall, there are very few monks, so there is no human voice, and there is no trace of the monk when the divine sense is expanded, and every house has a formation to shield the divine sense, but if Yang Ling wants to, he can ignore these formation prohibitions, but peeping at others is not a gentleman's doing, and Yang Ling will only peep under special circumstances.

Yang Ling leaned his head on the handrail on the edge of the pavilion, listening to the sound of running water and gradually closed his eyes, because he hadn't slept for a long time, he was very tired, and he fell asleep unconsciously, Ning Dao monk, he had not yet separated from mortals, he still needed to sleep and rest properly, but when it came to the Yuan Infant Period, such a thing as sleep did not exist.