Jin Ling was not a genius either, and after coming to this other world, he quickly discovered this.

The qualifications of his body are average, and at most he can only be regarded as a middle-class asset. The journey through the journey did not bring him any wealth, honor, fat horse and light fur, the original wallet, mobile phone and even anything modern did not have time to carry, and even the hateful black bracelet that used to be on his wrist was gone.

It's gone.

The initiator is gone.

According to the common sense of crossing, that black bracelet should contain an omniscient and omnipotent supercomputer system. However, it is gone, so what is the rhythm?

In the past few months, Jin Ling has been unable to figure it out.

An hour later, a huge village appeared in front of the steppe. This is the destination of their trip - Shuangshixian Village.

The administrative divisions of the various countries in the Yunhua Continent are more peculiar, perhaps out of the yearning and respect for the immortal cultivators, in addition to the lowest administrative village called the natural village, the upward order is the immortal village, the immortal village (town), the immortal city, the immortal mansion, the immortal province, the immortal state, the immortal domain and the immortal country, and even the above immortal league.

Jin Ling's hometown, Grassland Village, is the lowest natural village, mainly producing pasture grass for ordinary horses and fairy horses. And this Shuangshixian Village is the administrative division of Grassland Village.

Under Shuangshixian Village, there are sixteen natural villages similar to grassland villages.

The area of this Shuangshixian Village is huge, nearly 100 times the size of the grassland village where they are located. The whole village was surrounded by a ring of earthen walls, and there was a guard on each side of the village, on which people stood guard with weapons. There was also a team of guards, patrolling around.

The village looks bustling inside and out. Apparently many people came from the surrounding villages to listen to the story. Most of these people are teenagers who don't have to worry about food and clothing at home, and in the era of lack of entertainment, they also seem to see activities such as listening to books as an important holiday.

The guards at the village gates only scratched their identities and waved them away.

As soon as he passed the sentry, Yang Pu's face sank, and he saw four or five teenagers sitting at a tea stall on the side of the road, drinking water while squinting at his group.

Among them, a young man, who was all swarthy and naked, drank casually, and when he saw them, he stood up.

"Yo ho, isn't this Yang Pu from Prairie Village!" the young man said sarcastically, his hands crossed on his waist, "I don't know who it was at the beginning, saying that if you don't become an immortal, you won't step into our Shuangshi Immortal Village again?"

Yang Pu's face turned red all of a sudden. He knew this young man, and he was the son of a doorman under Wang Chong, the owner of this Shuangshixian Village, named Song Ning.

This Song Ning is a person who has successfully opened an immortal, and his cultivation is worthy of stepping into the primary level of immortals. When Yang Pu came to this Shuangshi Immortal Village with his father last month, Yang Pu inadvertently had some conflicts with him when he was wandering around. Song Ning, as the head of the child of Shuangshi Immortal Village, is also an immortal, with a tough personality, and immediately made a move, beating Yang Pu and fleeing.

Before escaping, Yang Pu had the courage to say: "You can bully me today, it's nothing more than that you are an immortal, and I haven't opened an immortal yet." If I don't become an immortal, I won't set foot in this Shuangshi Immortal Village again!"

Now, Song Ning, as the head of the child of Shuangshi Immortal Village, is also a tyrant among the young people, of course, he will not let go of this opportunity to ridicule, so he made mockery.

It's as if I've broken my promise. Yang Pu's face turned red, but he had to bite the bullet and said to Song Ning: "I'm here to listen to Mr. Sun's story, and I'm not here to see your village! What does it have to do with your village! Mr. Sun is not from this Shuangshi Immortal Village!"

Seeing that he dared to fight back, Song Ning grinned and laughed in a dark voice, he squeezed his fist, and there was a gurgling sound between his fingers.

Then, on the fist of his right hand, a faint white light was emitted. This immediately caused the children to exclaim, "Junior Immortal!"

"It's a junior immortal!"

"Be careful! If you are punched by him, ordinary people will die!"

"A junior immortal's punch is enough to break a big tree!"

Listening to the exclamations of the children around him, Yang Pu was apprehensive, he was so flustered, the other party was an immortal! He was several years older than himself, and when he really started to do it, he would inevitably be beaten like last time. What can I do?

"Stop!" a voice shouted not far away. The man was about forty years old, dressed in gray cloth, and had a dignified appearance. Jin Ling recognized him, it was the current village head of this Shuangshi Immortal Village, Wang Chong, who was said to be the cultivation of a junior immortal master.

If you succeed in opening an immortal, you will become an immortal. Above the immortals, there are also levels such as immortal masters and immortal sects, so as to distinguish between cultivation and cultivation. The highest level is the unattainable Immortal Emperor. Each level is roughly divided into three stages: elementary, intermediate and advanced.

Beside Wang Chong, there was also a thin old man who looked to be about sixty years old, with gray hair tied in a bun with strips of cloth, but his eyes were unusually bright. Seeing this person, Jin Ling and the others suddenly became excited, without him, this old man was the well-known storyteller in the township, Mr. Sun, who was sought after by tens of thousands of people. He was followed by a servant.

For some reason, looking at this Mr. Sun, Jin Ling felt a sense of closeness in his heart, as if he had met friends and relatives he had not seen for a long time.

Wang Chong looked at Song Ning and said, "Stinky boy! Today is the day when Mr. Sun comes to our village to tell stories, and you are not allowed to cause trouble! Let Mr. see a joke and say that our fairy village is stingy!"

Wang Chong is the father-in-law of Song Ning's father, his words are like a holy decree, Song Ning didn't dare not listen, plus Mr. Sun was present, so he had to snort, glared at Yang Pu and a few people, and left with a few teenagers.

Wang Chong smiled at Mr. Sun and said, "Sir, the children in the township are ignorant and arrogant, so you keep watching jokes." ”

Mr. Sun smiled, "It's okay, it's okay, kid, it's all like this." He took out a leather wine bag and took two sips, pursing his lips with a lingering expression, looking very enjoyable. He savored it for a quarter of an hour before he seemed to come back to his senses, and said to the king, "Shall we go?"

"Sir, please. Wang Chong led Mr. Sun to the village. He didn't look at these children again, did the children fight, and he, the village owner, bothered to care?

But looking at their backs, Jin Ling felt a little lost inexplicably, as if he had missed something extraordinary, he was very disappointed, very disappointed, and suddenly felt a little worried.

At the same time, there is even another emotion in this kind of worry, which is called, longing.

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