Qin Bufan thought about it, and felt that it seemed that the seven halls of the Immortal Cloud Sect, no matter which hall he went to, didn't seem to be very good.

Just when Qin Bufan was immersed in his own world, suddenly, a person walked in from outside the door of the Imperial Immortal Pavilion.

As soon as that person walked into this Imperial Immortal Pavilion, Qin Bufan, who was extremely observant, noticed it. Qin Bufan looked up at the man, and saw that the man was an old man, dressed very casually, and also dressed as a Taoist priest, with snow-white hair coiled around his head a few times, knotted with a mixed hairpin.

This old man was not tall, a few points shorter than Qin Bufan himself. Looking at it, although the old man looked old, his face did not show a trace of the tiredness that an old man should have. On the contrary, the old man's face was full of spirit, and he seemed to be very energetic. Judging from his face, he couldn't see the appearance of an old man at all, if it weren't for the fact that his hair was white, Qin Bufan would have thought that this person was still very young.

As soon as the old man entered the door, the monks in the Imperial Immortal Pavilion also saw it.

Immediately, I saw that the monks actually said to the old man:

"Elder He, early morning! I and other disciples wish Elder Immortal Success and early marriage!"

When these monks said this, the expressions on their faces were extremely sincere, and behind that sincerity, Qin Bufan also noticed that when several people looked at the old man, their faces were more or less respectful, as if this person's identity was very special.

As soon as these monks finished speaking, they didn't expect the old man's face to sink, and he brushed his sleeves and said unhappily: "Hmph! Look at your virtue! You know how to pat my ass! ”

When the monks heard that the old man did not accept their affection, they reprimanded them, and all of them showed a little embarrassment on their faces. But they did not refute the old man's words, as if the old man's position in their hearts was very lofty.

After the old man finished scolding these monks, he saw Qin Bufan, who was standing silently on the side and had not made a sound.

As soon as the old man saw Qin Bufan, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head and opened his mouth to ask the monks, "Who is this person? Why did he appear in my Imperial Immortal Pavilion? Could it be that he is a new monk?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, without waiting for those monks to reply, Qin Bufan clenched his fists and said to the old man: "The junior Qin Bufan is a person from Qianzhou. I heard that the Immortal Cloud Sect of Nantianzhou is one of the best immortal cultivators in the land of Liangguo, so I came to your sect and wanted to join your sect. ”

"Oh, that's right. After listening to Qin Bufan's words, the old man let out a soft oh sound, and then closed his mouth, looking like he didn't want to ask more.

After the old man finished speaking, he raised his steps, bypassed Qin Bufan and the others, and sat on a wooden chair in the most conspicuous place in the attic.

After the old man sat down, he made a hand-to-hand duel, and saw a pot of tea and a teacup on a wooden table not far from the chair, and flew into the old man's hand in a flutter. The old man grabbed the teapot that was flying towards him, and immediately poured out a cup of tea. Then he drank it all, and after drinking, he shouted good tea in his mouth, and his head was still tapping from time to time, looking like he was enjoying it very much.

But as soon as the old man drank it, he drank a few glasses in a row, and he actually put Qin Bufan aside and didn't pay attention to him anymore. seemed to treat Qin Bufan in front of him as air, and he looked like he was ignoring it.

Qin Bufan has not suffered this kind of qi since he cultivated immortals? At this moment, his face, which originally had a little smile on his face, couldn't help but become gloomy.

But Qin Bufan was naturally not a reckless person, although he knew that this elder was giving him a horse, but who called someone an elder, but he was an ordinary disciple? Therefore, although Qin Bufan wanted to beat up this arrogant old man in his heart at this time, it was just Qin Bufan's heart.

"This senior, I think you should be the deacon elder of this Imperial Immortal Pavilion, right? I'm a new monk, please arrange a place for me to go. Qin Bufan restrained the anger in his heart and said to the old man with a sincere face.

After the old man heard Qin Bufan's low-profile words, he raised his head, glanced at Qin Bufan with an arrogant look, lowered his head again, and after pecking at the tea, he said slowly: "That's right, the old man is the deacon elder of the Imperial Immortal Pavilion on the White Cloud Peak of the Immortal Cloud Sect, what do you say your name is......?" Qin Bufan, right, the old man is indeed the deacon elder of this Imperial Immortal Pavilion, but you are just a junior, why don't you worship me when you see me?"

When Qin Bufan heard the old man's words, and saw the old man's domineering appearance, he immediately felt a surge of anger in his heart, and he wanted to beat the old man violently in order to get out of the evil anger in his heart.

But just when this thought in Qin Bufan's heart just appeared, he saw that the old man who was looking at him suddenly turned his face sank, as if he felt something. When even the body moved, stood up. Then, a huge divine sense instantly enveloped the entire Imperial Immortal Pavilion.

For a while, Qin Bufan only felt that there seemed to be thousands of catties of heavy stones pressed on his body, no matter how he mobilized the spiritual power in his body to resist, there was no way to eliminate this strange feeling. For a while, a large amount of sweat broke out on Qin Bufan's head and on the surface of his body.

And under the oppression of this huge force, what made Qin Bufan feel even more uncomfortable was that for some reason, when the old man stood up, it seemed that there was a very strong pressure outside his body that was oppressing him. This kind of oppression has never been felt since Qin Bufan cultivated immortals.

But when Qin Bufan looked up at the old man, he saw that the old man was looking at him with a gloomy face. It seems that he is very dissatisfied with himself, and his face is gloomy as if he is about to drip water.

As soon as Qin Bufan saw this old man's face, even if he thought of his strange feeling, it must be this old man's ghost. Although this old man had reprimanded those monks after saying some flattering words to him before, Qin Bufan's ability to observe words and expressions was extremely powerful.

Although the old man scolded, he looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and he didn't seem to be able to hear people slapping him on the back. But Qin Bufan also saw a little hidden deep joy on the old man's face, as if the old man's inner thoughts were very different from what he said. I look like I'm enjoying it a lot.