Zhou Deng was stunned, he looked at Zhang Ling in amazement and felt that he must be crazy, it was the first time he had heard of it in the immortal weapon. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Zhang Ling took out his mobile phone in front of Zhou Deng and clicked on the Immortal Cultivation Exercises, and then began to scan the spirit stones to recharge, and then he asked every ghost to practice the Immortal Cultivation Exercises under Zhou Deng's surprised gaze, and when all those ghosts were finished building the foundation, Zhang Ling waved his hand and said: "From today on, you are the disciples of Ling Xiaomen, Ling Feng is the senior brother, his words are equivalent to my words!" ”

Those ghosts, no, those disciples of his came back to their senses from the surprise, and they all shouted after Ling Feng in ancient and modern times: "Obey the master's edict!" ”

Zhang Ling nodded with satisfaction and smiled at Zhou Deng: "Old man, do you want to express my intention to start a sect today?" ”

"This ...... Shaojun is tormented by the old and decayed, how can those old things enter your eyes! Zhou Deng was frightened when he heard that Zhang Ling wanted something, he hurriedly shirked it, a small god like him was already short of resources, how could he be willing to take it out and give it away.

Looking at Zhou Deng's nervous appearance, Zhang Ling patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I don't want your things, you just need to do something!" ”

Zhou Deng breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that he didn't want anything: "I don't know what Shaojun needs the help of the old man?" ”

Zhang Ling smiled: "You just need to set up a spirit gathering array for me!" “

After speaking, he took out a handful of high-grade spirit stones and put them in Zhou Deng's hand, looking at him with a smile, Zhou Deng looked at the high-grade spirit stones in his hand and nodded in response: "This is no problem, the old man will set up a formation for the young monarch now!" ”

A primary immortal array like the Spirit Gathering Array is a matter of holding a handle for Zhou Deng, but this is a difficult action for an entry-level cultivator like Zhang Ling, not that he can't cloth, but with his current cultivation, he can't deploy it at all!

Zhou Deng placed the spirit stones in his hand according to the direction of the heavenly and earthly branches, quickly pinched the magic trick to connect those spirit stones together, and then he volleyed the void painting and shouted: "Together!" ”

With his words, the spirit stones immediately lit up with various colored lights, forming a dome flowing with colorful light, and the spiritual energy in the dome erupted, filling the entire dome in an instant.

Zhang Ling nodded with satisfaction, although this old man's mana is just a small person in Heavenly Court, but I have to say that his Spirit Gathering Array Cloth is really beautiful.

Zhang Ling turned his head to those ghost disciples and said, "From now on, all of you must cultivate here and improve your cultivation as soon as possible, only in this way can we be sure of rescuing Cheng Ping, understand?" ”

"Understood!" Those disciples replied to Zhang Ling in a loud voice, and the voice was extremely high-pitched and loud.

Looking at the disciples who were entering the Spirit Gathering Array, Zhang Ling smiled happily: "Let's go, old man, let's go drink!" ”

Zhou Deng is a drunken guy, as soon as Zhang Ling poured him a cup of immortal wine, he couldn't wait to take the cup and drink it all, and then said with a satisfied face: "Good wine, good wine!" ”

As he spoke, he picked up the wine jug and poured himself a drink, and after a few glasses of wine, Zhou Deng's words began to increase, and he chatted with Zhang Ling, Zhang Ling didn't speak, just listened to those heavenly gossips with a light smile.

After a while, Zhou Deng drank the whole pot of immortal wine, Zhang Ling looked at Zhou Deng, who was a little drunk, and said casually: "Alas, I am really struggling now, I don't even have a helper, and now I am plotted by this mortal monk, and I don't even dare to come out of this immortal weapon, it's really miserable!" ”

Zhou Deng was probably drunk, he slapped the table and stood up and said: "If you dare to go against Shaojun, that is against me Zhou Deng, Shaojun, you wait for me to find someone to deal with those little Wang babes!" ”

After saying that, he took out his phone and rummaged through it, and then soon he dialed a number and said inarticulately: "Hey! I'm Zhou Deng, tell your disciples and grandchildren, Changtian Shaojun is in trouble, let them deal with it quickly...... Well, I'll send you the photo and address right now, Eun, that's all! ”

Hanging up the phone, Zhou Deng stood up a little shaky, raised his mobile phone, clicked a photo of Zhang Ling, and sent it out along with his address, and then burped and said, "Shao, Shaojun, it's done." ”

Zhang Ling was very surprised when he saw Zhou Deng calling, listening to the meaning of his phone call, it seemed that he was looking for a helper in this world, could it be that the fairy world and the lower world were still connected? Thinking of this, he hurriedly took out another bottle of immortal wine and poured it for Zhou Deng, and said, "Old man, I don't see it, your way is quite wild, what kind of person is this." ”

Zhou Deng had three or two cups of stomach, the drunkenness in his eyes was even stronger, he laughed twice and said: "What's the matter, they are all small characters who can't get on the stage, after flying to the immortal realm, they are still thinking about the disciples of the lower realm, they are not listed in the immortal class and cannot be in the lower realm, so I will bring things to their disciples and grandchildren in the lower realm...... Belch! ”

Zhang Ling couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect the situation in the heavens and the earth to be so complicated, the monks in the mortal world relied on the predecessors who ascended to the immortal realm to "pay money and guns" to increase the ascension rate, and those immortals who failed to enter the immortal class relied on those disciples who flew up from the lower realm to increase the power of their own immortal realm, but they didn't expect that in the past five hundred years, the immortal realm has also begun to form gangs, and it is no different from the mortal world.

From this point of view, he really underestimated this little skill of running errands, although he has a low immortal position, he can communicate between the upper and lower worlds, and he really can't be underestimated.

After having a plan in his heart, Zhang Ling continued to pour wine into Zhou Deng, only counting the little old man who drank not waking up, watching Zhou Deng Zhang Ling, who was snoring loudly, walk out of the small building in the middle of the lake, he came to the spirit gathering array and looked at the first batch of disciples he cultivated in the world, and a sense of accomplishment arose.

In the past, in Heaven, he was just a prodigal son in the game fairy world, he could do whatever he wanted, completely reckless, and he shouted when something happened: My father is the emperor of Donghua, who dares to touch me!

But now he is just an ordinary person with a mortal body, even if his father provides him with unlimited resources, but if something really happens, it is beyond the reach of the whip, after all, it is impossible for him to go to the lower realm casually with his identity, so from now on he must rely on his own strength to protect himself and protect the people he cares about in this realm.

Zhang Ling looked at the nine phantoms in the spirit gathering array again, then pinched the magic trick and left the mirror, when he just returned to his nest, the doorbell rang, Zhang Ling said to himself with some surprise: "These people are really efficient, just after contacting them, they sent someone!" ”

Zhang Ling walked quickly to the door and opened the door, only to find that it was not the helper Zhou Deng found who was standing outside, but Yuan Zhen!

However, at this time, Yuan Zhen's face was depressed, and before Zhang Ling could speak, he sighed and said, "Alas, I seem to be in trouble!" ”

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