The speed of Jin Dan Zhenren, even if it slows down several times, it is extremely fast.

Originally, Lin Yifan needed to travel for nearly half a day, but he had already arrived in less than half an hour.

Looking at the Wanjian Gate where the scenery is still the same, Lin Yifan actually has a feeling that things are wrong.

He knew that this was the memory of the Red Dragon Sword Immortal.

"Okay, you each go back and cultivate well, the next martial arts immortal cultivation world will not be peaceful, only stronger cultivation is the guarantee for you to survive in this immortal cultivation world. ”

After putting everyone down, Qingyang Zhenren said a word of encouragement to Lin Yifan and the others, and then turned into a sword light and flew away.

"Congratulations to Qingyang Zhenren!"

Everyone bowed together, and there was envy in their eyes.

"Huh, what about that lucky handyman disciple?"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd spoke.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked left and right, and found that there was indeed no trace of the lucky miscellaneous disciple.

"Hehe, what's the matter, you kid saw that others made a windfall and wanted to take a bite?"

Someone he.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

The man hurriedly said, "I just care about my fellow disciples, but I don't have the intention of robbing my fellow disciples." ”

How much of his words is true and how much is false, everyone knows it.

In the crowd, how many people's eyes flickered, staring at Lin Yifan's fat, it is unknown, after all, it is a full 100,000 spirit stones.

This huge amount of money may only be a small amount for Jindan Zhenren, but it is a considerable amount for the monks in the foundation building period.

Not to mention those outer disciples!

It's just that Lin Yifan at this moment has already left early.

However, this time he did not return to his residence, but went directly to the Foreign Affairs Hall.

After all, the identity of a miscellaneous disciple is too unsafe, and now that he has reached the fourth level of qi cultivation, he also needs to change his identity.

The cultivation of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation, although it is still the bottom layer in the outer gate of the entire Ten Thousand Swords Gate, it is enough to arouse the envy of those miscellaneous disciples who are still struggling at the bottom.

Ignoring those envious eyes, Lin Yifan came directly to the office where the immortal registration was registered.

As soon as he entered the office, the smell of wine almost didn't choke Lin Yifan's tears.

When he saw the bad old man lying on the table as if he was drunk to death, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"This bad old man, he really still has this virtue!"

Lin Yifan pursed his lips, he could be regarded as having dealt with this bad old man a few times, but every time he saw this guy, he looked like he was drunk and dreaming of death, and he didn't know how the sect could trust such an important place to such a drunk.

"If one day, this guy registers his disciple's immortal registration wrongly, I won't be surprised. ”

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yifan endured the pungent smell of wine, coughed lightly and said, "Senior, senior?"

"Whew!"

It seemed that Lin Yifan disturbed Qingmeng, only to see the bad old man's mouth open and yawn.

The next moment, Lin Yifan only felt a strong wind mixed with the pungent smell of wine rushing towards his face, and he almost didn't blow it out.

"Hmm, which bastard is it that is here to disturb the Daoist again?"

With sleepy eyes open, the bad old man muttered dissatisfiedly.

After straightening up the clothes that were blown messy by the old man's yawn, Lin Yifan waved his hands and said, "Senior, it's me!"

"Who are you?"

The old man said.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan's forehead jumped slightly, he knew the character of this bad old man.

Immediately, I saw Lin Yifan reach out and dig out the storage bag, and then take out three spirit stones and put them on the table in front of the bad old man.

"Think about it, senior, it's me, Lin Yifan!"

"Oh, it's you!"

Glancing lightly at the spirit stone on the table, the old man seemed to remember him.

"This bad old man, has he changed his sex?"

Lin Yifan was puzzled, but he knew that this bad old man was not only addicted to alcohol, but also greedy for money.

Every time, Lin Yifan didn't give him some benefits, he turned his face and didn't recognize people.

However, this bad old man is not a huge greed, three or two spirit stones, and he will be sent away.

It's just that this time, this bad old man actually just glanced at the three spirit stones, and didn't look at them anymore, which is a bit inconsistent with his style of wanting to pounce on the spirit stones when he sees them on weekdays.

It seemed that he saw the look of doubt in Lin Yifan's eyes, and saw the bad old man's beard blow, and then said dissatisfiedly, "Boy, this Taoist takes care of you so much on weekdays, you have harvested 100,000 spirit stones this time, you don't want to honor my old man, won't your conscience hurt?"

Hearing this, Lin Yifan was suddenly full of black lines.

"Take care of me? If you say that, won't your old man's own conscience hurt?"

Lin Yifan was speechless for a while.

At the same time, however, he was amazed at how well informed the bad old man in front of him was.

You know, he just returned to the mountain with his front foot, and the bad old man with his back foot knew the situation of the secret realm this time, and even figured out how many spirit stones he had gotten and the specific amount.

"Who the hell is this bad old man?"

Lin Yifan had doubts in his heart.

Ignoring Lin Yifan's skeptical eyes, he saw the bad old man glance at him, and then said nonchalantly, "One hundred thousand spirit stones, even a foundation building monk like me, it is difficult to take it out at one time, you kid, this time it's really shit luck." ”

Hearing this, Lin Yifan couldn't help but smile, but didn't say anything.

However, then the old man said badly, "However, your kid's strength is too weak, and he has no backers in the sect, and I don't know if he will be beaten by others, alas, our Wanjian Sect is also the first sect in the Martial Kingdom Immortal Cultivation Realm, and the disciples under the sect should be quite upright, so they should not do this kind of thing." ”

These words, in Lin Yifan's ears, were so harsh.

The meaning of this bad old man is almost obvious, he has a huge amount of money, and he has no backer, what is the fat that not everyone can come up and take a bite of?

Thinking in his heart, Lin Yifan glanced at the bad old man who was sitting there with an old god.

Gritting his teeth, Lin Yifan said that he took out a storage bag from his arms and put it on the table in front of the bad old man.

"Seniors, this time the juniors are also a little gained, this is the juniors to respect you, and I hope you don't have too little. ”

When he spoke, Lin Yifan felt a pain in his flesh, after all, there were a thousand spirit stones in this storage bag.

This is not a small amount, you must know that Lin Yifan sold himself to Fairy Ayanami for a thousand spirit stones, and became the other party's full-time alchemist.

The consciousness swept through the storage bag, and the old man's face showed a touch of joy.

However, soon the bad old man covered it up, waved his hand to put away the storage bag on the table, and said nonchalantly, "Well, you little clever ghost, you are not too stupid, don't worry, you are covered by the Daoists, and those guys in the foundation building period will not go to your trouble." ”

Although the bad old man in front of him behaved very lightly, the other party did not even let go of the other three spirit stones, and he really did not have the demeanor of a master.

"Then the junior thanked the seniors for taking care of them. ”

Lin Yifan waved his hand again and said, "However, if it is those outer disciples of the Qi cultivation period......

Before Lin Yifan's words were finished, he saw the old man blowing his beard and glaring at him, "Boy, who do you think of this Daoist? Are you a full-time bodyguard? Even the juniors in the Qi training period want to help you block it? Do you want to lose face to this Daoist?"

"You bad old man, you still have face?"

Lin Yifan complained in his heart, but on the surface, he looked respectful, and said, "The trouble of the Qi training period, the juniors will never trouble you." ”

"Yes"

When the old man heard this, he nodded with satisfaction.

Immediately, I saw the bad old man wave his hand, and said impatiently, "This matter is over, what are you still doing here?"

"This bad old man really turned his face and didn't recognize people!"

scolded in his heart, but Lin Yifan didn't show it.

Immediately, he saw Lin Yifan take out his identity wooden card, hand it over, and said, "Senior, junior has reached the fourth level of qi training, so he should be able to be promoted to an outer disciple, right?"

"Hey, really, it seems that your kid's harvest in the secret realm doesn't stop there. ”

The bad old man said, looking Lin Yifan up and down.

Facing the greedy eyes of this bad old man, Lin Yifan subconsciously took a step back, and at the same time protected his storage bag.

However, fortunately, this bad old man still has a bit of conscience and does not continue to blackmail himself.

The next moment, I saw him take out a jade slip, pour spiritual power into his fingertips, and brush it a few times, and he completed Lin Yifan's new immortal registration.

"Alright, you can get out!"

impatiently threw Lin Yifan a jade plaque, and the bad old man began to drive people away.

Regarding this bad old man's bad attitude, Lin Yifan couldn't help but roll his eyes, looked down at the jade card in his hand, and sighed in his heart, "The outer disciples are really different, and even the cost of the identity card has increased." ”

After making sure that there was no problem with the identity card, Lin Yifan was no longer angry with this bad old man here, and said "bother" to the bad old man, and left the immortal registration office.

Out of the immortal registration office, Lin Yifan groaned, and then whispered, "It's time to go to the Chuangong Pavilion to have a look." ”

Lin Yifan had already inquired about this matter, and if he became an outer disciple, he would be eligible to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Transmission Pavilion to choose a technique

This can be said to be the best benefit that the Ten Thousand Swords Sect gives to the outer disciples, which the miscellaneous disciples dare not think of.

Every way, only by becoming a disciple of the outer sect will it be truly recognized by the Wanjian Sect, as for the miscellaneous disciples, in the eyes of many people, they are not disciples of the sect at all.

Where the Ten Thousand Swords Gate Transmission Pavilion was located, Lin Yifan only inquired a little about it, and he knew it.

Without any further delay, Lin Yifan left the Foreign Affairs Office and went directly towards Tongtian Peak, where the Chuangong Pavilion was located.

It's just that when Lin Yifan came to Tongtian Peak according to the news he inquired, he was a little dumbfounded.

"Haven't I been deceived?"

Lin Yifan muttered in a low voice, no wonder he had this question, after all, the mountain peak in front of him, no one would think at first glance that this was where the Zongmen Transmission Pavilion was located.

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