Ling Fei stepped on Nangong Yang's face and stepped into the Autumn Wind Valley, and since then, he has been dustless all the way, like an immortal returning home, and quickly disappeared from everyone's eyes.

There was silence in the back, and almost everyone looked at Nangong Yang lying on the ground dumbfounded.

Putting aside his identity, let's just talk about his cultivation!

That is the person who was personally empowered by the Great Elder and taught the exercises, and now he is already the strength of the late stage of foundation building!

With his strength, no matter what, he shouldn't be trampled on by a disciple who has just started!

That can only mean one thing, Ling Fei is not only talented, but also strong!

For a while, Ling Fei was admired by many new disciples.

However, only those few elders, in amazement, couldn't help but shake their heads.

What if you're talented? What if you're strong? No matter how strong you are, are you stronger than the Great Elder?

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it. If you don't understand the truth of the tree, it's still difficult to move an inch.

Ling Fei did not rely on the guidance of his disciples, and came directly to the Lice Hall in the sect.

This is the place to register the identity of the disciple and choose the teacher to teach the teacher.

Generally speaking, it is not those elders in the sect who choose you, but you declare yourself, as if you are going to the university to fill in the volunteers. Your details will be sent to the elder you want to report, and if he agrees, then you are in luck. But if he doesn't agree, your identity will be embarrassing.

Because, you have already chosen this elder, the other elders will definitely not choose you again, you can only practice alone, unless you are too talented and valued by other elders.

There were several disciples in charge of the decision, and Ling Fei lined up in a team that had just finished, and the next moment, it was his turn.

"Name."

"Ling Fei."

......

What followed was an innocuous questioning, and most importantly, the test results of the elders. This is sent directly by the disciple, and it is impossible for you to take it yourself, otherwise, if you change some things privately, it will be too treacherous.

From a stack of test results, finding Ling Fei's results, the disciple who was in charge of making decisions couldn't help but be stunned.

"You're already a foundation monk?"

"How?"

"No... It's nothing. ”

That disciple was full of envy.

A young disciple like Ling Fei has not yet started to build a foundation and cultivate, and his future future is just around the corner!

"I don't know which elder the senior brother wants to go to to practice the Dao Fa?"

"I want to go to the Elder of the Divine Garden, she was kind to me when I was young."

"What?"

The disciple exclaimed in surprise, causing Ling Fei to frown slightly.

"What? Is there anything wrong? ”

"No... No, I just think, some... Forehead... Your talent is so good, you should go to the better elder's seat. ”

From the other party's muttering words, Ling Fei vaguely sensed something not very good.

"What's wrong with Elder Shenyuan?"

That disciple cautiously glanced at the others before whispering to Ling Fei:

"Elder Shenyuan, as early as half a year ago, he passed away because he went mad!"

"What did you say?"

Ling Fei's pupils shrank, and he reached out and grabbed the other party's collar.

"You talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I'm going to crush your neck now?"

"Hey, junior brother, there is something to say, there is something to say, what I said is the truth, if you don't believe it, you can go to the cemetery in the back mountain to have a look."

"Humph!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ling Fei threw him on the chair, his body flashed a few times, and left the Lice Hall.

Without anyone to show the way, Ling Fei came directly to the cemetery in the back mountain of Autumn Wind Valley. There are tens of thousands of stone tablets standing here, large and small, Ling Fei's divine sense spreads out, but in an instant, he found the inscription engraved with the handwriting of the Divine Garden.

"Division... Master.... ”

Ling Fei stretched out his hand to touch the stone stele, his eyes were a little sour, and his heart was even more painful and he couldn't breathe.

In his life, he has only one master, a master who treats him like his own son.

I think that in his previous life, when he first came to the cultivation realm, he didn't know anything about the knowledge of the cultivation realm, and he didn't even know the words of the cultivation realm. It was that weak woman who rescued him from the mouth of the beast and taught him how to survive in the cultivation realm and how to cultivate.

It was also she, when the Autumn Wind Valley was destroyed, that she blocked the enemy for herself, and exchanged her life for her own escape.

Because of this, Ling Fei was able to finally become a god, and only then could he obtain the energy of the Supreme Emperor, and he could also be reborn and return to the earth as a strong man.

It can be said that most of Ling Fei's fate is greatly related to Shenyuan, which is why Ling Fei named his daughter Shenyuan, the purpose is to commemorate Shenyuan.

In this life, Ling Fei returned to the Immortal Cultivation Realm, originally wanting to make up for the Divine Garden, change her fate, and make sure that she would not die again.

But I didn't expect that in the end, I still couldn't catch up.

"You're the one who wants to worship Shenyuan as a disciple of your master?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him, Ling Fei turned his head and said softly:

"The disciple has seen the real person in charge."

It was an elegant middle-aged man, dressed in a Taoist robe. When he heard Ling Fei shouting that he was in charge of teaching a real person, he couldn't help but smile and said:

"You and I don't seem like we've ever met, right? How do you know that I'm the head of Autumnwind Valley? ”

Ling Fei's heart suddenly dawned, and he realized that when he was sad, he had forgotten that he had just come to the Immortal Cultivation Realm in this life.

But he was indifferent, and he didn't panic too much, just said lightly:

"Master Shenyuan once made a portrait of a real person for his disciples."

The real person in charge looked at Ling Fei with a smile.

"This is really unusual, the little junior sister has never said that she admires me."

But looking at his appearance, he doesn't seem to want to delve into it.

"Forget it, don't talk about this, the little junior sister is gone, you don't have this fate to become a master and apprentice. However, if you insist on doing so, I don't have much to say, in the future, you will be recorded in the name of the little junior sister, and then I will tutor you. ”

Ling Fei nodded.

"Thank you, uncle."

"Okay, the former residence of the little junior sister will be left to you, and tomorrow, come to the main hall to find me."

Ling Fei nodded, took charge of the real person, turned around and wanted to leave, but Ling Fei immediately called out to him.

"Uncle Shi, my master, how did you die?"

The real man was stunned, but he didn't turn back.

"The Si people are gone, let her rest in peace."

Ling Fei's eyes narrowed slightly, and the air around him immediately dropped several degrees.

"If my master did accidentally go mad because of his own reasons, I wouldn't say anything. However, if my master is for other reasons, then I will never let her die in vain! ”