"His name is Lan Feng?"

"Before the establishment of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I seemed to have heard this name, could it be that I remembered it wrong?"

"You're not mistaken, hundreds of years ago, there was indeed a monk named Lan Feng, who was already in the Jindan stage at that time, but died in the Burning Immortal Valley. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"How can such a high cultivation die?"

"I offended someone who shouldn't be offended, I heard that it seems to be the leader of the Seven Star Sect. ”

"Are you talking about Senior Situ, it's not good to offend anyone, but to offend such a master, isn't it just looking for death?"

......

Lan Feng lowered his head, listening to these people's discussions, his eyes narrowing slightly.

A white-haired old woman standing beside Ji Mingjie was very eye-catching, and said with kind eyebrows: "In the last apprentice selection competition, the old woman was not there, and she kept hearing people mention you, but now that I look at it, although I am just a mediocre mortal, I look quite spiritual." ”

"The elder's eyes are not very good. Lan Feng raised his head and smiled slightly, then lowered his head again.

In the face of Lan Feng's unreasonable behavior, the old woman showed displeasure on her face, turned her head to look at Ji Mingjie, and didn't say anything.

There are also a few Blue Sword monks, who have long been displeased with the flattering old woman, but now they see that she has touched a gray nose, and she is still facing a mortal, she is secretly happy in her heart, and her face can't help but show a trace of sarcasm.

Ji Mingjie stood up from the high chair, everyone's discussion stopped abruptly, he cleared his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse, "Hundreds of years ago, there was indeed such a name on the nameless island, some people are famous for thousands of years because of their extraordinary ability, but he is a joke. ”

Lan Feng sneered in his heart, but he echoed it: "Now I will never become a joke." ”

Ji Mingjie's afterglow swept over everyone, stared at the old man who had spoken to him before, coughed lightly, and said, "Guan Yi, let's give him immortal status first." ”

Guan Yi frowned, groaned slightly, hugged his fist at Ji Mingjie, stretched out his hand and grabbed the void, and a white rune appeared on his palm.

He turned around and walked to Lan Feng's side, raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, pasted the talisman paper on the back of his head, and whispered, "Stretch out your right hand." ”

Lan Feng looked as usual and stretched out his right hand.

He casually touched the storage bag on his waist, and a silver needle instantly appeared, caught between his fingers.

Guan Yi narrowed his eyes, grabbed Lan Feng's outstretched hand, and pricked his index finger with the tip of a needle.

Black blood, like ink, spilled from Lan Feng's fingertips and dripped onto the cold bluestone floor.

Ji Mingjie's white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the old woman standing beside him was also a little puzzled, frowning and said, "His blood...... How is it black?"

"yes, shouldn't the average person be red?"

"The old man has never seen black blood, could it be because he is a desireless spirit?"

......

Lan Feng's expression was as usual, and when Guan Yi took out the silver needle, he had already punched out an imperceptible Yuan Infant Qi that wrapped the tip of the needle, so it was impossible for anyone to find out that in fact, his blood was the most poisonous thing in the world.

Guan Yi shook the black blood stains on the silver needle vigorously, squinted his eyes and observed it carefully for a moment, and explained: "Except for the color of his blood, everything else is normal, and the head of the family doesn't need to worry, he can be granted immortal status." ”

Ji Mingjie smiled disdainfully and said, "It's just a mortal disciple of the Ice Spirit Root, what am I worried about?" If he doesn't have the qualifications to obtain the Immortal Status, and there are not a few candidate disciples, I don't believe that everyone will not get the Immortal Status, and it will be a big deal to replace it." ”

The old woman beside him was stunned for a moment, she originally thought that the disciple who could be selected by the head of the sect must be something he attached great importance to, but the meaning of the sentence just now was obviously dispensable.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at Lan Feng's gaze, which instantly became sharp.

Guan Yi sighed lightly, dipped his fingers in the black blood on Lan Feng's hand, pressed it on the white rune paper, and read complex and incomprehensible words in his mouth.

The black blood stain on the white rune paper began to spread from the center, and by the end, the entire rune paper turned black.

Guan Yi pinched the trick in his hand, and a white flame appeared between his fingers, and his eyes narrowed, hitting it on the black talisman.

The rune paper burned instantly, turning into ashes and flying all over the sky, Guan Yi's eyes froze, and he opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of leather, and those black ashes seemed to have thoughts, and they all gathered towards the true qi, and finally formed a small black bead, floating in mid-air.

"I think it's okay. Guan Yi took a deep breath and raised his dry old hand, and the bead obediently floated in front of Lan Feng.

In the past, when he was in Chu Yunfeng, he was also awarded the immortal status, although this scene was different from the last time, but the difference was not big, so he naturally knew what to do next.

But he still pretended to be confused, frowned, and said, "What is this?"

"If it's really a mortal, I don't even know about the Immortal Bead. The old woman raised her thin eyebrows, and her tone was obviously different from before.

Lan Feng sneered inwardly, but he blinked his eyes curiously, and said curiously: "How to use the Immortal Bead." ”

After Guan Yi classified the utensils he had just used and put them into the storage bag, he looked up and saw Lan Feng's ignorant expression, and said with a smile: "If you eat this bead, after three days, you will really be regarded as a member of the fairy world." ”

In fact, Guan Yi only said one use of the Immortal Book Bead, and he hid a lot of things that he didn't want Lan Feng to know.

All sects are like this, they will ask their disciples to eat the immortal beads, but the staggering thing is that the beads will not melt in the body.

Each immortal bead will have a number, and if any disciple wants to leave, they will take back the bead in that disciple's body, and it will never be related to the sect again.

But once a disciple betrays his master, this immortal bead will become a time bomb, no matter how high his cultivation is, he will not be able to escape, the reason is very simple, it is because this immortal bead is made with his own blood.

For example, the disciples of some sects have very high talents, and after cultivating for a hundred years, their cultivation can be comparable to that of the master, or even higher than the master, but they still obey the words of the master, which may be because of the existence of immortal beads in the body.

No one will say these principles specifically, but everyone knows it, Lan Feng has also learned in detail in Shang Shuisi's book in the past, and now he will not let his fate be in the hands of others again.

"Eat it. One of the kind-looking middle-aged elders smiled slightly, "Don't be afraid, it's tasteless and won't be painful." ”

Immortal Zhuzhu is not a pill, and Ji Mingjie is not a fuel-efficient lamp, although he is very relieved of Lan Feng, but he is not defenseless, at this time, he narrowed his deep eyes and stared straight at Lan Feng, as if he was about to see him through.

Lan Feng pinched the beads with one hand and put the other hand to his lips, thinking about how to deal with it in his heart.