Yuntai Pavilion Outer Hall.

"Why do you say that Yanling, this little girl, hasn't come back yet? But I'm dying! You say, she must have been captured by the demons, right?" On an old and somewhat old rattan chair sat a woman dressed in white, her hands were clattering on the handle of the rattan chair, and her face was anxious, and she kept looking out of the hall. Apparently, she had been sitting on a wicker chair for a long time.

In the center of the outer hall, there is also a purple-gray rattan chair, on which sits a middle-aged man in a blue-gray robe, his whole face looks very pleasing to the eye, and a few traces of fairy energy seem to be seen floating in it between his eyebrows and eyes, and the delicate and light wrinkles hang on his deep face, but add a bit of the charm of the fairy wind ancient road.

The middle-aged man slowly picked up a cup of tea on the white jade table, took a sip gently, closed his eyes with great enjoyment, put down the white teacup again, and then said unhurriedly: "She will be back soon, you don't have to be in such a hurry." In my opinion, she probably went to the woods to play with the white-spotted spirit tiger, and with the spirit tiger by her side, she would be fine. ”

The middle-aged man looked very calm, his tone was extremely soothing, and his voice sounded without a trace of uneasiness, it seemed that he had a hundred hearts on Yanling.

The woman didn't say anything more, her eyes kept on the door of the outer hall, hoping that Yanling would come back as soon as possible. The middle-aged man continued to hold his small teacup, sipping the tea inside little by little, looking very leisurely and complacent.

At this moment, there was a sound of approaching footsteps outside the hall, which the woman did not hear, but the middle-aged man heard it clearly. He immediately put down the teacup in his hand and said with a little joy: "Well, Yanling has finally returned." ”

As soon as the woman heard this, her fingers stopped instantly, and her hanging heart finally settled down. She rushed out of the hall desperately, and went to greet the returning Yanling with joy, as if there was a big happy event outside now.

Yan Ling was talking and laughing with Liang Chen, and suddenly saw his mother waving to him outside the hall from a distance, and hurriedly lowered his voice and said to Liang Chen beside him: "It's here." This is where the Immortal Sect is located. Look, my mother is waiting for me over there. When you get to the outer hall later, don't say anything, and don't talk if you can, so as not to cause unnecessary quarrels. My father has a bad temper, so be careful not to look him in the eye for too long, or he will get angry. ”

Liang Chen looked at the outer hall not far away, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help but praise in his heart: "This is really the territory of the Immortal Sect." I saw that there was a small but somewhat imposing long house not far away, and there were two long dragons with wagging tails carved on the roof, and the dragons spit out sparks in front of their mouths, which was quite charming. At the lower end of the room, there are two pillars made of white jade, on which you can clearly see several arc-shaped organisms carved with them, which look a bit like snakes, presumably they should be the spirit beasts of this Cangling sect.

In front of him was a vast white expanse, and he could only see many buildings of different heights standing in this fairyland-like world, Liang Chen looked back and found that those dense green woods had long since disappeared, replaced by a floating fairy qi. In the white vastness, you can vaguely see a tall tower, and at the top of that tower is a giant stick like a Dinghai God needle, the huge stick goes straight into the clouds, unfathomable, as for where it is pointing, Liang Chen can't guess. This is the legendary world of immortals, and today, he finally saw it.

Normally, there would be no disciples in the outer hall to clean up, so Liang Chen didn't see a single disciple walking around here. Except for the tall buildings, everything else is white. He smiled softly at Yanling, "Isn't there a person in this fairy world?"

"No, it's all the time for the disciples to practice in private, so they don't come out and walk around. It is only in the morning or at one o'clock in the afternoon that the disciples come out to accept the elders' assignments. Yanling said in a low voice.

"Oh. Liang Chen seemed to understand something, most of the people here were bored in small houses and practiced independently, closing their eyes and slowly cultivating, Liang Chen had probably imagined the picture of their cultivation. That scene...... It's really boring...... However, this is all just imagination out of thin air, how immortals practice, mortals may not be able to imagine it in their lifetime.

The woman first saw Yanling coming slowly, and stepped forward to greet her with a smile, but when she saw Liang Chen beside Yanling, the smile on her face immediately disappeared. She thought it was very strange, this Yanling just went out to play around, why did she bring strangers to the immortal pie?

The Cangling Sect has a very absolute rule, that is, the disciples of the sect are strictly forbidden to bring strangers to the Immortal Sect for any reason, whether it is to visit relatives or friends, this is expressly prohibited. However, Yanling is an exception, because she has a special status, so occasional fouls are forgivable. But now she had brought back a stranger, a rustic-looking young man, and the woman's heart was a little uneasy.

"Aunt Gan, I'm back. You're in a hurry, no, the little white tiger has also brought you back. Yanling smiled softly.

The woman did not show a look of joy, but her face was still a little gloomy, and she said in a flat tone: "Your Aunt Gan, I am not in a hurry, but you are in a hurry." Tell me, who is this guy next to you, and why did you bring a stranger to the Immortal Sect?"

Yanling didn't blush, pulled Liang Chen, who was dazed next to her, and said unhurriedly: "Aunt Gan, this is my benefactor." He had just saved me in the mountains, and if it hadn't been for him, I would have fallen under the cliff. Moreover, the spiritual power on his body is also quite full, I have detected it. I'm going to introduce him to my father as a registered disciple, and this sect doesn't prohibit it, right?"

The full name of the woman called Aunt Gan is Gan Yue, Yanling was brought up by her since she was a child, although she is not her own flesh and blood, but Gan Yue has always treated her as her own daughter.

Listening to Yan Ling's words, she also felt that there was some truth, although the Immortal Sect forbade outsiders to enter and exit, but it did not prohibit bringing quasi-disciples in and out of the Immortal Realm. She glanced at Liang Chen, who looked dazed, and saw that he was just an ordinary teenager, the clothes on his body were still a little shabby, his hair looked a little scattered, and his face was quite delicate, and she didn't see anything special at all, I really don't know how Yanling detected it.

"Okay. I believe your words, but as for whether he can become a registered disciple, it depends on how the deputy head decides. You wait with him at the door first, and I'll report to the deputy head first. Gan Yue's tone was relatively flat, having said that, Liang Chen always felt that something was wrong in his heart.

The middle-aged man saw that the woman had not returned from the outer hall for half a minute, and felt a little strange in his heart, and was about to put down the teacup and go out to have a look, but saw that Gan Yue had returned to the outer hall, but she was not followed by Yanling's little girl.

"Didn't Yanling come back?" the middle-aged man asked with a sip of tea.

"Back is back, and I brought back a person. Gan Yue's face was a little unpleasant, and her voice obviously didn't show any joy.

"Who?"

"I was about to tell you. It's an outsider mortal, still a man. ”

"Mortal, or a man?" the tea in the middle-aged man's mouth almost squirted.

"yes. Yanling said that it was her savior, and if it weren't for him, you might not be able to see her now. Moreover, the young man outside is still a disciple she chose in the mortal world, and it is true that he can detect spirituality in his body, so he brought it back to let the head of the family see it and see if he can pass. But I don't think the boy is a mediocre mortal, and I don't see anything special. Gan Yue said lightly.

"Then let her come in first. I'm going to see what kind of disciple she's bringing back. When the middle-aged man heard that Yan Ling was choosing a disciple, his expression softened, and he was not as surprised as before. Although he was very angry at Yan Ling's approach, after all, she was also an immortal who had cultivated to the early stage of foundation building, and if she wanted to say that the mortal realm chose disciples, her vision was definitely not bad.

Gan Yue walked out of the outer hall and said lightly to Yanling and Liang Chen: "Yanling, you can bring him in." ”

Yan Ling and Liang Chen looked at each other, it seemed that the deputy head still did not immediately order Liang Chen to be expelled, and still had a little expectation for this "disciple". But Liang Chen didn't think so, this immortal cultivation place is not a place where mortals can come and leave whenever they want, it's not good, not only will he end up getting out, but he will also have to be punished with Yanling and her.

After entering the outer hall, Liang Chen's eyes were not at all aimed at the middle-aged man in front of him, except for the novel and somewhat simple and elegant furnishings around him. He stood on the right side of Yanling, and he didn't dare to get too close to Yanling, for fear of being misunderstood because of the distance.

The middle-aged man saw Yanling coming from the outer hall, followed by a very ordinary-looking young man, and felt a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't say anything in front of his daughter, so he put on a gentle and elegant appearance, and said with a gentle smile: "You are the life-saving benefactor that my daughter said, right?" Come here, let me see what you have to offer." ”

Liang Chen felt a little uneasy when he heard the middle-aged man sitting in the middle calling him over, but seeing that his attitude towards him was quite gentle, he took a step forward and walked slowly towards the position where the middle-aged man was sitting.

The middle-aged man's gaze fell between Liang Chen's eyebrows and eyes, and he looked at him carefully. Seeing that his body is thin and small, his height is also at a medium level, as for his appearance, if he wipes off a trace of dust on his face, it should be very delicate.

According to the usual practice, the first step when selecting a disciple in Canglingmen is to observe his eyebrows and eyes to see if he has any traces of immortal roots. Mortals would not have immortal roots under normal circumstances, but for those teenagers who were born with talent, white immortal silk was the first criterion for them to be selected as disciples. The number of immortal silk depends on the number of lives of the mortal itself, the higher the number of lives, the more naturally there are, and the number of lives can be passed at a glance, and the number of lives is small, and they will not be selected for ten lifetimes.

The middle-aged man's eyes were still staring at Liang Chen's eyebrows, not to mention whether Liang Chen had fairy silk, it was his eyebrows that made the middle-aged man feel bright. Most of the eyebrows of mortals are either light or thick, but the young man in front of him was born with two half-sparse and half-dense eyebrows, and the shape of these eyebrows is a bit like a dragon's whisker, which is quite charming. You must know that only those with a high number of lives have the eyebrows of the dragon's beard, and the half-sparse and half-dense eyebrows can only be possessed by those who have seven souls. Combining these two points, the middle-aged man felt that this young man was by no means a mediocre person, but a rare person of destiny in the mortal world.

There are countless mortals on the Apocalypse Continent, and they all look the same, but in fact, they have an order of high and low. The Heavenly Realm is divided into ten realms according to the number of mortals' lives and soul power, the highest is tenfold, the lowest is one, and ninety percent of mortals stay at the level of one or two realms, and few reach more than three realms. With each weight, the person's life count and immortal root will increase by one level, and his spiritual power and potential will also be doubled. The entry standard for the immortal realm is to reach the fivefold realm, and only then is it equipped with the qualifications for cultivation and alchemy.

And mortals who have reached the sevenfold realm or above are considered to be the best among the selected disciples of the Immortal Dao, and they are often more than twice as fast as others' cultivation speed.

The middle-aged man realized that this young man was by no means the kind of boy with mediocre qualifications, if he was not mistaken, the spiritual power value on his body had probably reached the level of the Sevenfold Realm. Looking at his forehead again, he found that there were a few white fairy silks floating faintly at the center of his eyebrows, and the number of those fairy silks was not known to be one or two, floating from the top of his forehead to the upper lip, the length was enough to exceed twice that of ordinary disciples.

Liang Chen saw that the middle-aged man's eyes were full of joy, and he was extremely puzzled, he didn't know that the deputy head in front of him had discovered his unusual talent that ordinary people didn't know, and thought that he was pretending to be exchanging eyes with himself.

"Hmm. Yanling, I won't talk to you about finding a disciple for the time being, as for his kindness, I naturally want to thank him. Your private actions make me very dissatisfied with you, who is a father, but on the other hand, your vision is still not bad, which can be regarded as making up for it. I still think it's similar to this disciple you invited, first take him to find a room to rest, and tomorrow morning take him to the ancient temple hall to try the immortal root, remember, just come over at the end of the day. The middle-aged man just said something that sounded a little vague, and there was no anger in his voice, except that it was flat or flat.

"Stand down. The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Liang Chen's eyebrows again, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he waved his hand and sent him down.

Liang Chen followed Yanling out of the outer hall, his heart was a mixed feeling, just a few minutes after he came, this deputy head beckoned them down, what did it mean, Liang Chen couldn't guess it. However, he felt that this head should be interesting to him, otherwise he would not have let him come to the Rakshasa Hall tomorrow morning.

Yanling was quite satisfied with the result, but he was also a little restless in his heart, his father has always been a person with a changeable personality, but I don't know what the purpose of his actions is...... Glancing at Liang Chen, who was also pondering, she felt a strange feeling in her heart......

Looking at Liang Chen and Yanling, who were drifting away, the middle-aged man filled his mouth with a few sips of tea, and muttered to himself: "Three hundred years...... It's another sunny day......"