"...... you raise me?"

An Mingchuan's heart suddenly trembled, and he looked at An Lin blankly.

Soon, he came back to his senses, shook his head again and again, and said:

"No, it's all said, Dad doesn't need you to sing to make money, you go to college first."

An Lin said resolutely: "I didn't mean that, and I have no intention of singing to make money." ”

"I mean, I've got the money now to support you."

As he spoke, An Lin took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "There are more than 350 million yuan in this card, spend it casually, we are not short of money!" ”

An Mingchuan froze again.

He looked at the card for a long time before he said with a little hesitation: "Linzi, don't joke at this time......"

An Lin shook his head very seriously: "I'm not kidding, if you don't believe me, Dad, we'll go to the ATM to check the accounts now." ”

An Mingchuan looked at An Lin in front of him, and it could be seen from his expression that he was not lying to himself.

After a while, An Mingchuan said with a solemn expression:

"Lin Zi, you tell me honestly, where did this money come from?"

"Did you win the lottery, or did you win it by relying on earth-shattering gambling skills?"

An Lin was stunned when he heard this: "Don't mention the word 'gambling', we are still good father and son......"

An Mingchuan smiled a little embarrassedly, but he really didn't understand why he could earn more than 300 million in less than a year.

Even if singing can make money, isn't An Lin just debuted, where did the money come from?

An Lin knew An Mingchuan's doubts, and he didn't hide them, and said directly: "Dad, let's be honest, I'm actually cultivating immortals now!" I can have as much of this kind of thing outside of my body as I want. ”

An Mingchuan blinked when he heard this: "What are you talking about?" ”

I said...... I'm actually cultivating immortals right now. ”

"It's like those immortals in the TV series, you know?"

An Lin repeated it again.

"Oh, I see!" An Mingchuan's face was abrupt: "Are you saying that you are filming, playing an immortal who cultivates immortals?" ”

An Lin: "......"

He knew that his dad wouldn't believe it if he didn't show his hands.

"Dad, watch me perform!"

Hearing this, An Mingchuan looked at An Lin.

An Lin pinched his hand, and saw that the spicy noodles in the bowl trembled as if they were being pulled.

Immediately after, the noodles flew up like living loaches and flew into his mouth.

Noodles and noodle soup are constantly feeding into his mouth, and he just has to move his mouth and chew constantly......

An Mingchuan was shocked, and his mouth opened wide, as if he had seen a ghost.

He never expected that there would be such a sassy operation in eating noodles!

After eating a few bites of noodles in the air, An Lin smiled at An Mingchuan: "How is it?" ”

"It's amazing, what kind of magic is this!?"

An Mingchuan was impressed, he had never seen such a realistic close-up magic.

The corners of An Lin's mouth twitched, and thunder suddenly shone in his hand, and a thunder snake crackled.

An Mingchuan saw the thunder and lightning wrapped around the fingertips of An Lin's hand, and was stunned at the scene again.

Then, the razer pounced on the table.

"Boom!"

The table was scorched black by this thunderbolt.

An Mingchuan touched the dining table with his hand, and the dining table sprinkled directly to the ground like black sand.

The two bowls of noodles began to fall to the ground, but the expected shattering did not occur, but instead was eerily suspended in the air.

I saw that An Lin made a move with one hand.

Two bowls of noodles flew onto the kitchen table.

Then, An Lin snapped his fingers.

A flame came out and burned the blueprint on An Mingchuan's desk.

An Lin swiped with one hand.

A wind blade slashed out of his hand, directly splitting the TV in half.

……

……

In this way, one after another immortal methods were used by An Lin, and they were overwhelmed.

An Mingchuan's worldview has been severely impacted, and the deep-rooted concept has finally begun to collapse.

He believed it, he really believed that his son was an immortal!

This Nima Anlin is about to use the immortal method to blow up this board house, can he not believe it!?

An Lin was also relieved to see that his father had finally accepted the fact that he was a monk.

He really had the idea of smashing this board house with a mountain-shaking fist just now.

Next, An Lin began to tell his story.

How he met the immortals, his study experience at the Immortal Cultivation United University in Heavenly Court, and the things about his mission this time were all told to his father.

An Mingchuan didn't expect his son to experience so many things in just one year, and he was also amazed at this time.

Seeing that the time was ripe, An Lin spoke again: "Dad, let's cultivate immortals together, I will take you to pretend to take you to fly!" ”

Cultivating immortals?

If An Mingchuan had heard this word before, he would definitely think it was a fantasy and unreasonable.

But at this moment, his thinking has changed drastically.

Because immortals really exist, and being able to have the opportunity to become a real immortal, how can this kind of thing be given up!?

"However, my age is no longer suitable for cultivating immortals." An Mingchuan spoke with some hesitation.

"It's really not suitable for you, and the speed will be much slower......"

However, the look on An Lin's face was extremely firm, and he continued to speak:

"However, I said it, I will raise you in the future."

"What if you get older, pills, spirit stones, and exercises can all make up for this deficiency."

"Please believe me, Dad, one day, I will definitely take you to soar above the nine heavens!"

An Mingchuan looked at the face that was no longer immature, and felt a certain touch in his heart.

In the end, he showed a relieved smile: "Lin Zi, Dad believes in you!" ”

……

……

After An Lin's father agreed to cultivate immortals, they began to pay off the money they had borrowed one by one.

In addition to that, they also give a lot of extra remuneration to the people who borrow the money.

After all, friends who can lend a helping hand in times of crisis are worth it.

The next day, An Lin made a phone call to Huang Shanshan.

Among the mortal immortal cultivation sects and the national immortal cultivation department, he still chose the national immortal cultivation department.

This is because the Mortal Immortal Cultivation Sect is actually almost independent of Heavenly Court, and there is very little contact, while the National Special Operations Department has a direct connection with Heavenly Court.

An Lin is a person from Heavenly Court, and letting his father go to the country's immortal cultivation institution is more secure in terms of safety.

"Hey, Anlin, have you found your father?" Huang Shanshan's slightly tired voice came from the phone.

"Well, thank you, I've found him now. That's the case, I want my father to go to your immortal cultivation department to cultivate, is that okay? An Lin asked with some concern.

The general immortal cultivation department has professional teachers, but a student as old as his father must have a lot of obstacles to teach, maybe he has to ask the opinions of those teachers.

Unexpectedly, Huang Shanshan's answer was very simple: "No problem, when are you going to come, I will send someone to pick up your father." ”

An Lin was also a little happy when he heard this: "Then tomorrow, tomorrow my dad and I will wait for you in the mountain city." ”

"Okay, I'll get back to you then." Huang Shanshan's answer was as crisp as ever.

An Lin just wanted to hang up the phone, but her voice came again: "Wait! ”

"Well, what's wrong?" An Lin was a little puzzled.

"I suddenly remembered one thing, let your father come to our cultivation here, if it is an ordinary immortal cultivation study, it is provided for free. However, there are other grades of guidance beyond that. Huang Shanshan said.

"And this kind of thing, tell me about it?" An Lin didn't expect to go to them to cultivate and distinguish between other grades.

Huang Shanshan: "The first type of cultivation guidance is the junior member guidance, which is personally taught by the elite lecturers of our department, and provides a variety of pills and high-grade exercises. This is the kind of guidance that our fighters in the Special Operations Department receive, because it requires a lot of resources, so you need to pay an additional fee of one hundred spirit stones a year. ”

"The second type of cultivation guidance is the guidance of senior members, which is personally taught by the highest-ranking teacher in our department, who is also my master. During the cultivation period, the department will provide the best elixir and the best cultivation exercises, and the resources consumed are very large, and an additional cost of 1,000 spirit stones is required a year. ”

……

……

There was silence.

An Lin: "Gone?" ”

Huang Shanshan was stunned: "It's gone, what else do you want to have?" ”

An Lin: "Isn't there the kind of guidance that pays 10,000 spirit stones a year, the Golden Supreme Super VIP member?" ”

Huang Shanshan: "......"

"No, get out!"

An Lin: "Oh...... Then ask for the guidance of the senior members. ”

There was another helpless muttering on the phone.

"Alas...... It's only a thousand spirit stones a year, can you teach my dad well? ”

Huang Shanshan almost cried when she heard this.

Nima, is a thousand spirit stones rare!?

It's okay to talk well, it's very hurtful!

In other words, how much money does An Lin have, is it a tyrant in the immortal cultivation world?

An Lin looked at her, it wouldn't be the eyes of a beggar, right!?

Huang Shanshan felt more and more that she was a poor man, and the more she thought about it, the more she was lost, and she didn't even feel in the mood to complain.

"I'm hanging up on nothing." Huang Shanshan felt that if she continued to talk to An Lin, her Dao heart would be affected.

"Well, okay, I'll give you 1,200 spirit stones a year when the time comes."

"The extra two hundred spirit stones will be given to you as a tip, I hope you can take more care of my father."

……

After hanging up the phone, Huang Shanshan looked up at the sky and sniffled.

What is this feeling of joy and sorrow at the same time?