This vision is called Xianshi, and when you reach Daluo Jinxian, no matter where you go, there will be a heavenly bell ringing for a long time, and the vision of the crane will appear. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Normally, the Da Luo Jin Immortals would not deliberately show their visions, but this is like a face.

It's like a mortal emperor visiting a foreign country, playing music, cheering, and wishing that the whole world knows that he is going to visit, and the immortal power is similar to it.

A figure came from the sky and stepped on the clouds, dressed like an old man who had retired and was nursing at home.

The short-sleeved shorts he wears, the beach-style one, are still topped, in stark contrast to his detached painting style that comes from the clouds.

Why does Heavenly Court seem to like things in stark contrasts? Yang Jian was wearing a general's helmet on his head, but he was wearing a suit on his body.

The six generals he just dealt with are too, and so is the old man in front of him,

By now, Lingfeng felt that the man in the robe and glasses seemed to be normal.

Others, if placed in the mortal world, can only be properly labeled as mentally ill.

"It's really an eye-opener, I didn't expect that there would be mortals who could challenge the six generals for so many years. ”

The old man looked at Lingfeng and sighed continuously.

It seems that it is extremely rare to break through those six, but Lingfeng himself feels that those six generals are not a threat at all, is he very strong?

"You're quite good at posing music, and even the immortal power has been released. Yang Jian looked at the old man with disdain on the side, it seemed that Yang Jian seemed to have a good relationship with this old man.

"Hehe, doesn't that mean that you value this child. The old man squinted his eyes and replied with a smile, and his originally rickety body was even more obscene because of laughter.

Yang Jian rolled his eyes: "How is it?

"Not bad. The old man looked at Lingfeng and nodded, his eyes narrowed slightly, and Lingfeng's goosebumps rose.

Why does this Yang Jian look like a human trafficker, looking like he wants to sell himself to this old man?

He suddenly remembered that Yang Jian had said that mortals who entered the Heavenly Court could choose the path of adoption, could it be...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, and Lingfeng began to look at the old man vigilantly.

"Except that you can't practice immortal arts, it's all good. ”

Lingfeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, he couldn't practice immortal arts, so how could he save his younger brother? This made him anxious.

Yang Jian felt something in his heart, and said to Lingfeng: "Don't worry, if you can't practice immortal arts, you can't really save your brother personally, but there are other ways." ”

Other ways? Sell yourself to save your brother? It's not impossible, but if you sell it to this obscene old man Lingfeng to ensure that when your brother is saved, it will be when you commit suicide.

"What's the way?" Lingfeng asked with a hint of tragedy.

Yang Jian didn't know Lingfeng's inner thoughts, so he just said to himself: "Help me with my errands, ten things, and when I finish it, I will personally help your brother recover his body." ”

"Immortals will ask mortals to do things?"

"There are some things that I can't do directly, so I happen to have you, so I just want you to do a few things for me. ”

Something ...

Lingfeng was a little hesitant, he didn't know if there were any other cats in it, but even if there were cats, he didn't seem to have a choice, because he had to save his younger brother.

"You think, even if you can practice immortal arts, you may not be able to scrape together enough materials for your brother to recover his body.

But after you've done ten things for me, I'll personally get all the materials together for you, isn't that a good deal?"

Yang Jian began to follow the temptation.

It seems that there is only this way, he doesn't know anyone in the heavenly court, and it is rare for Yang Jianken to promise to help him give him a chance.

Lingfeng nodded, and agreed to the request.

"But I have a request, and I can choose to refuse the right to do what you ask me to do. ”

Yang Jian clapped his hands: "Okay, it's such a happy decision." ”

Lingfeng suddenly had a feeling that he was about to be sold, should he really want to let himself recognize this old man as his father-in-law?

Yang Jian patted Lingfeng's shoulder, pointed at the old man who had just arrived, and said, "I'll introduce you to this old man." ”

Lingfeng chuckled in his heart, what are you really afraid of, do you want to refuse?

"He is the dean of the Second Immortal Academy of Heavenly Court, his name is Old Master, and you will be his student from now on. ”

Student? Wait, go to school by yourself? But it wasn't that the old man recognized his father-in-law that made Lingfeng breathe a sigh of relief.

"Immortal Academy, but can't I practice immortal arts?" asked Lingfeng with some confusion

"You can still learn other things, there is always something you can learn, no matter how bad it is, you can still learn how to be an artist, you must know that Heaven is very short of funny artists. ”

Lingfeng looked at Yang Jian and put on an expression that you are teasing me.

Yang Jian coughed twice, and the old master understood: "You have the talent of magic immunity, so you may not be able to learn immortal methods."

But this kind of precedent is not unprecedented, and our college just has relevant content for your reference. ”

This is a good thing, in fact, Lingfeng is still quite yearning for the life of immortals.

Immortality, flying high in the sky at will, is something that almost all humans want, and if it is possible to have these abilities, why not?

"How is it?" the old master squinted at Lingfeng, and his body became more and more rickety.

"Okay. ”

"Okay, little one, come with me, I'll take you to the academy!" the old man waved his hand, and Lingfeng felt his body flutter, and then landed on a cloud.

Thump.

Lingfeng fell to the ground without warning.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot that you're immune to immortal arts, and ordinary immortal arts will ignore both good and bad for you. ”

The old man waved his hand again apologetically to lift the spirit phoenix up, and then condensed a new cloud with one hand, and this time the spirit phoenix landed on the cloud steadily.

"Hmm, the following immortal techniques, including the Golden Immortal, have no effect on you, must it be the immortal technique of the Da Luo Golden Immortal?" the old man touched his chin and muttered.

"I said, old man, you didn't deliberately let me fall just now, right?" Lingfeng's expression was very unhappy.

Obviously, the old man could use immortal magic to lift him up at the beginning, so why did he deliberately lower the realm when condensing the clouds.

It felt as if he was testing where the limit of the Spirit Phoenix Spell's immunity was.

"How can it be, you are too worried, I love my students very much. The old man hurriedly shook his head and denied it.

But the more this happened, the more suspicious Lingfeng became, but he was helpless, which made him feel a faint sense of powerlessness.

This is a person who doesn't want to harm himself, if a person with enough strength wants to harm himself, isn't he powerless to resist?

No, it seems that I need to be stronger, whether it's to save my brother or myself.

Lingfeng made up her mind.