Nearly half an hour later, the boy was still closing his eyes and recuperating, and Changyan couldn't wait anymore. He was about to speak, but the boy seemed to sense his thoughts, and took the lead in saying, "Don't be impatient, little boy. ”

Chang Yan swallowed the words that were about to come out, and then held his head to look at the endless clouds. As he was drowsy, a crane chirped in the sky, and he woke up suddenly, stood up and looked over, and in a moment a red-capped crane landed.

He looked at the boy, the boy finally opened his eyes, nodded and made a gesture to him, he carefully climbed up the crane's back, but there was nowhere to put his hands and feet, scratching his neck for fear of strangling him to death, scratching his back for fear of unintentionally plucking his hair, he thought for a moment, and simply put his whole person on its back.

Seeing that he had finally quieted down, the crane spread his wings and flew upwards. At the moment of takeoff, Chang Yan was inevitably frightened, but after a moment, he closed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth to enjoy the penetration of the clouds.

The crane quickly fell to a flat ground, Chang Yan opened his eyes, and saw that there was smoke in front of him, looming golden light, there was a small mountain pavilion on the right, and the mountains and rivers on the left side, vines were entangled, and all the buildings were made of white jade, which was different from the fairyland he imagined.

After he landed steadily, the crane spread its wings and flew away, and Chang Yan respectfully thanked: "Thank you, Great Immortal!"

"He is a fairy child, and his cultivation is only in the 'Returning Dan Realm', and he can't be called a great immortal yet. ”

Accompanied by the voice, a man dressed in white with a jade crown on his head, star-like eyes, a towering nose, and a flawless face, floated out, which really responded to the sentence "fairy wind bones".

He slowly walked down the stairs to Chang Yan, his face made Chang Yan, who was also a man, look a little stupid, Chang Yan hurriedly came back to his senses, saw the pattern of splashing ink on his placket, and felt that this dress feature seemed to have been mentioned by Mr. Teach, but he couldn't remember who it was. I could only ask blankly, "Daxian is...?"

"Yunxian Gate. The man spoke, and his voice was gentle.

"Yunxianmen, are you the predecessor of Yunxianmen?!" Changyan shouted, his voice was full of surprise, it is said that Yunxianmen is talented, relying on his illustrious family background to bless the people, he is the only man who has been turned into an immortal by the immortal ancestor, and he is handsome and chic, and is known as "the first beautiful man in the fairy world".

Yun Xianmen smiled heartily and nodded: "It's me, but you don't need to call me senior, it's too old." ”

"Twelve immortals" in the Yunxian Gate is the immortal master of the "pen door" of the immortal sect, cultivated in the "Chaoyuan realm", has entered the "fourfold", can escape from the sky, there is a magic weapon "Dan Shuhu" in the hand, can be wonderful pen flowers, finishing touch.

Changyan nodded embarrassedly, and said, "It was my mother who asked me to come over..."

"I know. Yun Xianmen interrupted him, then put his arm around his shoulder, and led him unhurriedly to the stairs in front of him, saying as he walked: "The medical immortal has been in the Danfang for the past two days, and he doesn't like to be disturbed, you can rest here for a few days, and wait for him to come out to meet you." ”

Chang Yan nodded, he looked forward to staying in this fairyland for a few more days, this place was very psychedelic, but the more psychedelic it was, the more curious it became.

Yun Xianmen suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at him with strange eyes, he wanted to speak and stopped, but he still asked, "Do you know why you came?"

Chang Yan lowered his head in thought, and said confidently: "I heard from the elders that I have a foreign body in my body..."

"Didn't they tell you what kind of foreign object it was?" Yun Xianmen asked again.

Chang Yan shook his head and said, "They only said that this thing was very powerful, and it would even endanger my life, so they didn't let me learn spiritual power, saying that it would "nourish things with spirits." ”

Yun Xianmen looked at him as if he understood or not, and did not solve his doubts, but only said: "Actually, you don't have to learn spiritual power, there is nothing wrong with being an ordinary person." ”

"I want to become an immortal, but my mother won't let me, she said... Immortals can live forever, but if they live for a long time, they will lose more..."Chang Yan's tone did not fluctuate in the slightest, and he was still a teenager, completely puzzled by his mother's sigh.

Yun Xianmen was suddenly silent, only to see that his eyes were misty, there was a trace of melancholy, and after sighing, he forcibly pulled out a smile and said, "Yes, the longer you live, the more you lose." In the end, there is nothing, even if you become an immortal, what if you become an immortal?"

"Then why do you want to become an immortal?" Chang Yan asked.

"Then why do you want to become an immortal?" Yun Xianmen asked him first.

"Save the people. Chang Yan said proudly.

Yun Xianmen smiled and said: "If the common people are willing to fall, no one can save them, if they can save themselves, then no one needs to save them." ”

Chang Yan tightened his eyebrows, lowered his head and figured out what he meant, but listened to Yun Xianmen say again: "Besides, you are now the young master of the Holy City, when you become the lord of a city, won't your Li Min be the common people?" ”

Chang Yan nodded as if he didn't understand, Yun Xianmen took his shoulder again, but inadvertently glanced at the short sword he was carrying by his side, his eyes couldn't help flashing, and he asked, "Can I take a look at your sword?"

Chang Yan looked down, took it down and handed it to him without hesitation, and said, "This is a birthday gift from my mother, and I named it 'Shi Ling'. He smiled as he spoke.

"Shi Ling?" Yun Xianmen wondered, although he didn't know why, he felt that it sounded good.

Chang Yan laughed, and there was a hint of helplessness in his words: "I originally named it 'Shi Ling Shi Bu Ling', but the name is too long, and if I encounter a life-and-death duel, I am afraid that someone will cut off my head before I can shout my words." And when it doesn't work, it's bigger than the spirit, so it's called 'time spirit'. ”

Yun Xianmen also laughed, thinking that this young man was a little cute. He jerked the ground, and the flat sword body appeared, this "Heavenly Divine Iron" still does not reduce its blade like autumn frost even after 10,000 years.

Chang Yan was a little surprised when he saw him easily pull out the sword, remembering that "this guy" was so angry at the ignorance of him at the bottom of the mountain before, and secretly blamed this sword for not giving him face.

Yun Xian's general sword examined it carefully, nodded with satisfaction while looking at it, and asked him, "Do you know what kind of wrought iron this sword is made of?"

"Heavenly Iron. Chang Yan replied without thinking.

"Where did that Heavenly Divine Iron come from?"

Chang Yan secretly thought that he was going to test him, so he replied with confidence: "Tens of thousands of years ago, in the Great War of Immortals and Demons, the Heavenly Sword of the Immortal Ancestor was cut off by the Demon Ancestor's magic axe, and that corner fell into the Dongming Sea, and then the remnant sword gathered the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and transformed into a Divine Iron Mountain. ”

Yun Xianmen's eyes showed appreciation, and he added: "But Shentie Mountain is difficult to mine, and no matter what kind of power it is, it is difficult to shake it, so there are only a handful of weapons that can be made from it in the world, which shows that your mother has a deep affection for you." ”

Chang Yan nodded after realizing it, he didn't expect it to have this story, his face changed slightly, remembering that dream, he still remembered that the flashing light of the red-clothed woman's bone sword was similar to that of Tiangong Divine Iron, so he asked: "Then do you know what other weapons in this world are made of Heavenly Divine Iron?"

I saw Yun Xianmen's eyes flickering slightly, and said, "As far as I know, there are two... In the Shadow Sect, there are two more, one is the Seven Illusions Feather Fan of the 'Fan Immortal', and the other is..."As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand, and a brush suddenly appeared in his hand, holding it in front of his chest.

Chang Yan's eyes lit up, and he completely left the doubts of the bone sword behind, and now he was only amazed, carefully looking at the magic pen.

The raised moire on the barrel of the pen was vivid, as if it would break through the restraint and float straight towards him in the next moment. And the pen hair is snow-white, without any ink, he is not good at pen and ink, I don't know what kind of animal hair the hair is taken, I only think it is extremely soft, and I was about to reach out to touch it, but was blocked back by Yunxian Gate: "Tiangong Shentie has spirituality, I don't recognize the living, I'm afraid it will hurt you." ”

Changyan, who couldn't get what he wanted, was disappointed for a while, so Yun Xianmen patted him on the shoulder and said, "You can rest here these days, and you can see any place in this Sendai, but I want to remind you that although there are no demons and monsters here, you still have to be careful about everything." He smiled meaningfully as he spoke, and suddenly disappeared.

Chang Yan was startled, looked around for his trace, but there was no trace, and thought to himself: "That's it, people are immortals, so naturally they can come and go without a trace, I'd better go and have fun by myself." ”

He thought about it and groped his way forward, and when he looked around, everything here was like a deep black hole, attracting him to move forward without self-control.