There are obstacles in people's hearts, and if they go well, they will be immortals, and if they go against them, they will be demons.

"You've fallen into the devil's path......"

"Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, who are cultivating immortals?! Losing all human nature to the end, he is just a clay statue of a bodhisattva! Even if the mana is boundless, what is the use? If this is the Demon Dao, then what if I enter it?!" Mr. Lin Da said a little crazy in the magnificent Zhenfeng Hall.

"No!" his voice suddenly lowered, as if he felt that something was wrong with what he said, he thought about it and said again.

"No~ Even the clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva is at least kind, you are at best just jackals, tigers and leopards offered by the mountain people because of fear......"

Boom –

Before Mr. Lin Da's words fell, the biting cold filled the entire Zhenfeng Hall, "Click~Click~", the originally unpredictable air suddenly condensed a little frost and fell onto the gilded floor.

Faced with the scene in front of him, Mr. Lin Da just pursed his lips and said nothing, even though his legs were frozen and his blood was about to coagulate, he still stubbornly raised his head.

"Alas~ Why bother~ Is it so difficult to admit your mistake?"

"I'm not wrong! If becoming an immortal is to abandon human nature and become a cold-blooded and ruthless sculpture, then I, Lin Da, will never be an immortal...... His body was already frozen, and he couldn't speak, but his consciousness was still roaring.

"Hmph~" After a cold snort that seemed to come from Jiuyou, the cold breath that seemed to freeze even the primordial spirit disappeared.

"Intended ......," a voice said coldly.

"The decree of the palace master! From now on, Lin Fengyang's Dharma protector title will be reduced to serve in the Qingyang Academy, and he will not be re-entered the Dao Palace for a day if he does not repent......

"Hehe~ Lin Da Linggong Palace's Decree, please San'an~" He has no pity in his heart, even if the title of the Dharma Protector is the longing of the 30,000 monks of the Qingyang Dao Palace, he has always been proud of the title.

"The palace master has an order, Lin Fengjiao...... Bow to the three ancestors, go to the school palace immediately after Qingcheng is immortal, if you don't have a summons, you can't return, you can't make a mistake~"

"Master, ......?" he struggled to look at the Dao Palace looming in the golden clouds not far away, and a faint guilt flashed in his heart, "Unfilial disciple Lin Da has failed your expectations, I'm afraid I won't be able to honor your old man for the rest of my life......"

This is the chapter that is currently in progress.,Let's change it when I don't get sick~ It should be okay today?