In the end, Lin Yifan still became a disciple of Qingyang Zhenren.

Many Qi cultivation disciples in the field looked at Lin Yifan's eyes, and there was a burst of envy, jealousy, and hatred.

They didn't expect that this ordinary kid's luck would be so against the sky.

However, Lin Yifan had a bitter word in his heart, if he could, he really didn't want to worship the cold-faced Qingyang Zhenren in front of him as a teacher.

After all, the God-given opportunity that others dream of, in Lin Yifan's opinion, is really a bit of a chicken rib.

After all, there is an immortal cultivator in the live broadcast room behind him, where does he still need a high-level cultivator like everyone else?

Moreover, Lin Yifan also knew very well that there were too many secrets in his body, and there was a high-level monk's master, which would be very easy to expose at that time, and it would be dangerous at that time.

Regarding the apprenticeship, Wu Yue Sword Ancestor and Qingyang Zhenren didn't seem to have asked Lin Yifan's opinion from beginning to end.

"Follow me!"

After sending away the others, Qingyang Zhenren looked at Lin Yifan lightly.

After speaking, he saw that his right hand flicked, and a flying sword appeared in front of him, which was the Qingyang Flying Sword of Qingyang Zhenren!

The next moment, I saw the figure of Qingyang Zhenren flash, and it appeared on the flying sword.

Seeing this, Lin Yifan didn't dare to slack off, and his body also jumped, and he also landed on the flying sword.

Feeling Lin Yifan's movements behind him, Qingyang Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly, he originally thought that Lin Yifan would not know what to do, and was about to start exercising his first scolding as a master, but he didn't expect that Lin Yifan was not wooden.

"Although this kid is not qualified, he is quite alert, but it's no wonder, if it's a wooden boy, how can he seduce so many sisters-in-law?"

Qingyang Zhenren thought in his heart.

In fact, this is also one of the reasons why Qingyang Zhenren is reluctant to accept Lin Yifan as an apprentice.

After all, in Qingyang Zhenren's opinion, if you want to go further on the road of cultivating immortals, you not only need certain qualifications, but also need to have a pure Dao heart.

It is definitely not a good thing to be as obsessed with the relationship between men and women as Lin Yifan.

However, Lin Yifan's qualifications were too sparse, and Qingyang Zhenren had no intention of reprimanding him, so he was left to fend for himself.

The next moment, I saw that the sword trick in Qingyang Zhenren's hand changed, and the flying sword under his body flashed with a burst of spiritual light, and then turned into a rainbow light and disappeared in place.

"That's a lot of speed, is this the legendary Edgeworth Flight?"

Lin Yifan thought secretly in his heart.

He could see the scene below him retreating rapidly, and the feeling of speeding made him addicted.

Lin Yifan saw that around them, there was a faint spiritual power shield around them.

Lin Yifan knew that this was the means of Qingyang Zhenren, and the speed of the flying sword was so fast at this moment, if there was no such spiritual power shield, Lin Yifan estimated that it was the terrible wind around him that could tear him to pieces.

The speed of Edgeworth's flight was too fast, and it only took Lin Yifan and the others less than half a day to see the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

Looking at the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain Gate that slowly appeared in his sight, Lin Yifan couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Although he has not been away for too long, and it has only been less than half a year, it makes him feel like he is in a different world.

You must know that for immortal cultivators, half a year is not too long, and sometimes, you don't know how many years it will take to retreat.

However, Lin Yifan also knew that this was really because Lin Yifan encountered too many things when he went out of the mountain this time, which made him have this illusion.

"It's really a cultivation immortal without years!"

The Qingyang real person in front of him didn't know the sigh in Lin Yifan's heart at this moment, only to see his hand stroked, and then slowly dropped the flying sword under him.

"Whoosh-"

The next moment, I saw that the flying sword turned into a streamer and disappeared into the cuffs of Qingyang Zhenren, and then, I saw that he didn't look back and said: "Although this real person has promised Uncle Wu to accept you as an apprentice, however, this real person is not without conditions. ”

"If you can be promoted to the foundation building period, I will officially accept you as a disciple and cultivate well!"

After speaking, he didn't seem to be ready to give Lin Yifan a chance to speak, but he saw Qingyang Zhenren's sleeves flick away, and the whole person had disappeared from Lin Yifan's sight.

Looking at the place where the other party disappeared, Lin Yifan was stunned at first, and then pouted.

"I didn't give anything, so I sent myself away, this guy looks like a cold male god, I didn't expect him to be so stingy!"

However, he was only slightly disappointed in his heart, and Lin Yifan soon stopped thinking about it.

After all, his harvest this time was enough, even if he didn't get any benefits from his cheap master, but those things were enough for him to cultivate to the foundation building period.

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yifan entered the mountain gate.

The disciples guarding the mountain gate did not stop them, they could see clearly just now that this one had fallen with a Jindan real person.

Although they didn't see which Jin Dan in the door was, no matter which one it was, they all needed to look up.

And the person in front of him, who can walk with a Jindan real person, is naturally not simple.

Therefore, when Lin Yifan entered the mountain gate for the first time, he was also courteous to the disciples guarding the mountain gate.

However, Lin Yifan only thought about it a little and understood the reason.

"These two guys, won't they treat me as the nephew of that Qingyang Zhenren?"

felt funny in his heart, Lin Yifan didn't care about their reactions, and took back his identity card and walked directly into the mountain gate.

Because of the war with the Bloody Cloth Sect and the Great Van Mora Sect, the Qianlong Yuan at this moment is not as popular as it was in the past.

After all, although the two sides are still in the initial stage of friction, the two sides are investing more and more combat power.

"However, although it is said that his master is a little stingy, it is not completely without benefits. ”

Back in his cave, Lin Yifan touched his chin and thought.

It is no wonder that a Qi cultivation stage disciple like him should logically be said to join this battle against the Great Brahma Mora Sect and the Blood Cloth Sect.

However, now that he does have a nominal Jindan Zhenren master, in this way, he has an extra three years of cultivation time.

"Three years, promotion and foundation building period, it should be enough!"

A gleam flashed in Lin Yifan's eyes.

"Before that, though, there's one more important thing to do!"

As he spoke, Lin Yifan took out something from his storage bag, but it was a large piece of blood-red spar, which was the spar that sealed the little drunkard.

"Whew!"

The tempting fragrance naturally attracted the attention of the little milk tiger in Lin Yifan's arms, and when he heard this little thing scream softly, his little head poked out of Lin Yifan's arms.

The next moment, without waiting for Lin Yifan to react, this little thing squinted and "purred" out of Lin Yifan's arms.

Lin Yifan reached out to catch this little thing, and then his eyes showed a look of surprise.

"Is this little thing a little bit bigger?"

took the little milk tiger in front of him and looked at it, but Lin Yifan wanted to confirm whether this little thing had grown up a little.

After all, this little guy has been eating and drinking for nothing for so long, and it is time to work.

However, Lin Yifan is also conscientious and will not hire "child labor", so he must confirm whether this little thing has grown.

"Woohoo, woohoo, woohoo......"

Lin Yifan observed here, and the little milk tiger on the other side seemed to be very dissatisfied, constantly struggling in his hands, as if he wanted to break free from his clutches and enjoy her exclusive food.

However, Lin Yifan didn't care much about this.

"Click-"

Suddenly, Lin Yifan only felt a slight pain in his fingertips, looked down, but saw that the little milk tiger finally showed her female tiger power to the world for the first time, and bit one of Lin Yifan's index fingers.

"Well, it seems that this little thing has really grown up!"

Putting the little milk tiger down, Lin Yifan looked at a few white dots on his fingertips, and thought secretly in his heart.

At the moment, he was holding the blood-colored spar and enjoying the little milk tiger, but he didn't know that his little child worker had been targeted by someone.

Without bothering about this little thing, Lin Yifan took out a storage bag and began to count it.

The elixir in it took Lin Yifan a lot of time, after all, when he cleaned up the spiritual things in that place, he just put them away when he saw the good things, and he didn't look at them carefully.

However, now that the inventory has been counted, the smile on Lin Yifan's face is getting worse and worse.

Not to mention the other precious elixirs, just the main medicine for refining the Zhuji Dan, Lin Yifan counted out ten copies.

"Ten copies, you should be able to succeed in one or two furnaces!"

Lin Yifan thought in his heart, and his eyes couldn't help revealing a look called "self-confidence".

"However, compared to the main medicine for refining Zhuji Dan, those auxiliary drugs seem to be a little insufficient!"

Lin Yifan touched his chin and thought: "But this is not a problem, although the auxiliary medicine for refining Zhuji Dan is not precious, it is not impossible to buy, it seems that it is time to take time to go to Pingfengfang City." ”

After sorting and packing up the elixir in front of him, Lin Yifan continued to pack up the other spiritual objects.

Among them, there are a small number of them that he doesn't recognize, but this is not a big problem, after all, there are many ancient books in the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Transmission Pavilion, and it only takes a little time, and they should be able to be queried.

It's just that when he thinks of the old man in the Chuan Gong Pavilion, he has another headache, after all, the old man's perception of himself is not too good.

Shaking his head and putting aside the thoughts in his head, Lin Yifan began to count happily again.

"Huh?"

It's just that soon Lin Yifan's eyes flashed with a look of surprise and uncertainty.

The next moment, I saw that he reached out and picked up one of the things in the pile of spiritual objects, which was a white tortoise shell.

"When did I get this tortoiseshell?"

Lin Yifan frowned and thought about it, just because he didn't have any impression of this thing.