Yang Fei looked at the obscene old man in front of him, but he didn't rush to answer the old man's words, but asked, "Are you a?"

What the?

Tanlong Zhenren was dumbfounded. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

My jaw is going to drop to the ground.

"Are you a?"

Yang Fei asked again, and then said: "If you are a, you can say it directly, I don't discriminate against." ”

"I ......"

Tanlong Zhenren's eyes turned several times, stared at Yang Fei, and said, "I...... It's not ......"

"Oh. ”

Yang Fei breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You're not a, why are you pinching my face?"

"This ......"

Tanlong Zhenren only felt that there was a lump of thick phlegm in his chest, and he couldn't spit it out.

After a long time, he said slowly: "I won't pinch it next time." ”

"Hmm. ”

Yang Fei nodded and said, "What did you ask me just now?"

"Little brother, how old are you this year?"

"16 years old. ”

"16?" Tanlong Zhenren's eyes widened, looked at it again and again, and said: "I see that your body is translucent, and the bones in your body are peculiar, you are a good seedling of cultivation, I wonder if you are willing to worship our Wangxian Gate and follow me to cultivate?"

What?Wangxianmen?

I'm an ancient god, worship in a small sect of immortal cultivation like you?

It's not a good name to get.

Looking at immortals, looking at immortals, even the realm of true immortals has not been reached, so they can only look at it from afar.

It's not good to get this name, and it's not domineering at all.

You are a little monk in the condensation period, and you can also take a look at the immortals from afar!

"How old is your sect?" Yang Fei asked with a look of disgust.

"I ......" Tanlong Zhenren looked depressed, looking at the little brother in front of him with a look of disgust, could it be that he still looked down on us as an immortal cultivator?

Tanlong Zhenren settled down and said, "It has been 15,000 years since the founding of our Wangxian Sect, and there are more than 20,000 disciples in the sect. ”

As soon as Tanlong Zhenren's words came out, all the people present were taken aback.

The sect of the immortals is different, and even the disciples have more than 20,000 people.

The number of people in this small town, I'm afraid that's it!

The point is that these more than 20,000 people, all of them are monks, how terrifying must it be?

Thinking of this, everyone had an expression of admiration on their faces.

Yang Fei frowned and said, "What realm is the founding patriarch of your sect?"

"We opened the patriarch Qingfeng Taoist is a cultivator of the Mahayana realm, riding the wind to travel 100,000 miles a day, and can destroy mountains and rivers with a snap of a finger, when he was proud of the universe continent for more than 3,000 years, everywhere he went, everyone bowed and bowed, all admired. "Speaking of the patriarch of the Kaipai, Tanlong Zhenren looked respectful.

It turned out to be Mahayana.

No wonder the sect is named "Wangxian Gate".

Sure enough, as I expected, the founding patriarch of this sect did not even reach the realm of true immortals.

Yang Fei confirmed the thoughts in his heart and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

But if you think about it carefully, after the battle of true immortals in the ancient period 50,000 years ago, there were no true immortals in the universe, and this Wangxian Gate can produce an immortal cultivator in the Mahayana realm, which is already enough to be proud, after all, the history of this Wangxian Gate is only 15,000 years.

"How about this little brother, if you worship our Wangxian Sect, our sect not only has excellent cultivation secrets, but also has enough magic elixirs to help you achieve the Dao, as the so-called one person attains the Dao, the chicken dog ascends to heaven, if you become an immortal cultivator, your town is full of glory!"

Tanlong Zhenren began to lure him with profit, after all, for him, Yang Fei was just an ordinary villager in a small town, and he didn't know how vast the outside world was, and what he said, I'm afraid Yang Fei had never heard of it since he was born.

But in Yang Fei's heart, he didn't think so.

Yang Fei felt that if he continued to stay in this town, although he could continue to cultivate with the memories of his time when he was an ancient god, he would be able to obtain a little less of the heavenly and earthly treasures. And once you enter the Immortal Gate, after all, there are some elixirs that can make you better improve in this part of cultivation.

The cultivation that Yang Fei wants to pursue in this life is the kind of power that has reached the extreme, otherwise he would not have spent more than ten years, only staying at the stage of the condensation period, if he cultivated in the way he had done before, even if he did not have a natural treasure, he would probably have been able to reach the innate realm at this time.

"Okay, since that's the case, I'll bow to your Wangxian Sect. Yang Fei said.

"Good, good. When Tanlong Zhenren heard this, he immediately smiled.

Others don't know, doesn't he know? Yang Fei's bones are peculiar, they have reached the level of crystal clear, this kind of cultivation seedling, only one in a million people, although it is not as good as those ancient bloodlines and physiques, but it can be regarded as very rare.

As the worst sect of immortal cultivation in the Huanyu Continent, and Tanlong Zhenren, as the worst teacher in the sect, it is unimaginable that he can receive a disciple like Yang Fei.

Now that he has such a treasure as Yang Fei, Tanlong Zhenren is too lazy to look at the other children in the town, so he hurriedly took out a spirit stone jade plate, engraved his name, handed it to Yang Fei, and said: "You take this jade card with you, in the future, in the sect, when other disciples see this jade plate, they will know that you are my apprentice." ”

"Good. Yang Fei pouted, took the jade plate, and knew that this was an indispensable procedure for apprenticeship.

"Immortals, immortals, don't you want to look at the other children in our town?" asked a villager.

Only then did Tanlong Zhenren withdraw his attention from Yang Fei, only to find that almost the entire town had gathered here at this time. Tanlong Zhenren's divine sense swept away, and instantly covered the entire town, and found that in this town, except for Yang Fei, the other people were all mediocre in qualifications, and they were not suitable for cultivation at all.

"Our sect is strict in accepting disciples, and if it doesn't meet the standard, it won't be accepted, and the physique of this little brother in your town has reached our standard. Speaking of this, Tanlong Zhenren was stunned, and then asked Yang Feidao: "I haven't asked yet, what is your name?"

"Yang Fei. Yang Fei said lightly.

Tanlong Zhenren nodded, and then after continuing to say a few words, he was about to take Yang Fei back to the sect.

"Before I left, I went to say goodbye to my family and parents. After Yang Fei finished speaking, he ignored Tanlong Zhenren, walked out of the crowd and walked towards home.

In any case, even if you still have the memories of your past life, but in this life, if you are reincarnated here, then your parents can be regarded as being kind to you, and you can say goodbye before leaving, which is the most basic etiquette.

Yang Fei's father was very happy to hear that his child was accepted as a disciple by the immortals, but his mother couldn't help but cry when she thought that she would not be able to see her child again in the future.

Yang Fei sighed with emotion and comforted a few words.

In the past, when I was a god of the ancients, I was indifferent to human feelings, and I longed for cultivation wholeheartedly, and I had already gotten rid of worldly emotions, but now that I am reincarnated, I find that this kind of emotion is sometimes enough to make people inseparable.