The power of this grenade explosion was indeed no obstacle to the immortals, and it did not hurt the immortals in the slightest, but it was not completely ineffective, at least the black ash of the immortals' faces made people really want to laugh.

The immortal obviously also noticed his image problem, pinched his fingers at the moment, and didn't know what trick he cast, Lin Zhuowen felt that a strong wind poured out of the immortal's body, blowing out all the black ash and fine dust, and the immortal immediately regained his spotless appearance of not eating the world's fireworks, which made Lin Zhuowen very curious.

"It's a bit strange, but after all, it's a mortal thing, and it's not easy to have such power. The immortal clapped his hands, showing a hint of disappointment, thinking that some strange treasure had been born, but he didn't want it to be a few mortal playthings.

"Immortal! Disciple Ye Song begged the immortal to accept me as a disciple and pass on my Taoist powers. "Ye Song has seen the magical powers of the immortals with his own eyes this time, and he immediately took a few steps closer and fell to the ground, and he was about to apprentice.

In fact, Lin Zhuowen didn't have this thought, he felt that he might have found something more interesting than computer games, so he didn't hesitate at the moment, he learned the same, and knelt on the ground: "Disciple Lin Zhuowen begged the immortals to accept me as an apprentice and pass on my immortal magic." ”

"Hey, you also want to cultivate immortals? Not everyone in this world can cultivate immortals, you must have a spiritual root to cultivate immortals, and there is not one in a hundred mortals with a spiritual root, do you think you may have a spiritual root?" The immortal obviously had some disdain for the behavior of the two, but then he seemed to think of something, and then said: "Okay, I'll see if you have a spiritual root." ”

The immortal stretched out his hands and pressed them on the top of the two heads, Lin Zhuowen directly seemed to have something from the palms of the immortals into his body, and quickly turned around in his body, and quickly retreated before he could react.

"Suspicious? Both of them have spiritual roots?"

"Ask the immortals to take me as a disciple. The words of the immortal made both of them happy, and they didn't care about the previous grudges, and said in unison.

"Slowly, I don't accept apprentices, if I want to cultivate immortals, I can only worship in my machine spirit sect and start as an outer disciple. Halfway through the immortal's words, he saw that the two of them wanted to worship again, and then said: "However, the spiritual root is also good and bad, and those with excellent spiritual roots can cultivate with half the effort, and they are the disciples of the major immortal cultivation sects, and those with inferior spiritual roots are indeed extremely slow to cultivate, and it is difficult to make great achievements in their lives." Generally, the sects are unwilling to accept it, and they waste a lot of resources in vain. ”

"You, the spiritual root qualification belongs to the middle and upper, you can go back with me to worship the entry sect. The immortal pointed to Ye Songdao, and Ye Song was overjoyed.

"And you, the spiritual root is the most inferior five-line miscellaneous spiritual root, and it is not suitable for cultivating immortals, forcibly cultivating will only be difficult, if there is no great opportunity, it will be difficult to build a foundation for life, it is better not to waste your time. The immortal pointed at Lin Zhuowen again, obviously not planning to let Lin Zhuowen worship the sect.

"Ask the immortals to give me a chance, as long as I can cultivate immortals, I am not afraid of no matter how hard it is, and I will not regret even if I die. "The most inferior spiritual root is also a spiritual root, the difficulty of cultivation is not that it cannot be cultivated, as long as such an opportunity is missed, maybe there will be no chance in this life, Lin Zhuowen can only plead, but peeking at the immortal's expression seems to be moved, his heart is anxious, and suddenly he has an idea, thinking that the immortal is here to find a treasure, and then said: "Immortal, I have a family to pass on treasures, call ...... The fire can be made without wood, and it is willing to be dedicated to the immortals. ”

After Lin Zhuowen finished speaking, he didn't wait for the immortal to answer, took out the lighter, pressed it lightly, and then respectfully handed it over.

The immortal originally didn't dare to be interested in his family heirloom treasure, what good things could the treasures that were circulated among mortals be? But when Lin Zhuowen took out the lighter and easily shot the fire, he was surprised, he didn't feel a little aura fluctuation from the lighter at all, but this completely achieved the effect of the flame technique, could it be that this is a magic weapon, which has the characteristic of prohibiting the dispersion of spiritual power fluctuations? But if it is a magic weapon, how can a mortal without the slightest spiritual power use it? It's really strange.

The immortal took the lighter and played a few times like Lin Zhuowen, but he still couldn't figure out the reason, but he was even more convinced that this was the idea that this was a magic weapon, and it was also that kind of high-level magic weapon, this material he had never seen at all, and he didn't know what method it was refined with his body, but he couldn't understand how a high-level magic weapon could only have the lowest level of flame magic effect? Even so, it is a rare treasure, if you can understand the mystery of it, you can definitely make yourself inexhaustible for life, and you will quietly put this "tap fire" into the storage bag.

"Since your heart towards the Tao is so firm, then why don't I spend some effort to introduce you into the sect, it can also be regarded as our fate. "Immortals are also people, and they naturally have to do things for others after accepting bribes, but in his opinion, he really made a lot of money this time, not that he is shallow and ignorant of goods, but the material of this lighter is too special, it is impossible for it to come from the hands of mortals in this world, so he can't help but think about other aspects.

"Thank you to the immortals. Finally waiting for the result he wanted, Lin Zhuowen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, money can make ghosts grind, and immortals are no different.

Originally, the two of them planned to go back to Ganquan Village to clean up and say something to the villagers, but the immortal's sentence "Since cultivation has nothing to do with Hongchen, it should be done in ordinary matters" dispelled the idea of the two of them, and the two of them were taken by the immortals and flew into the Qingying.

Lin Zhuowen threw all those foreign objects in the forest, and only carried a notebook held in an iron box on his body, of course, the mobile phone with a broken screen was also among them, and Ye Song was similar, only used to bringing a crossbow and a bag of crossbow arrows, during which the two never mentioned each other's grudges, Ye Song didn't mention it, Lin Zhuowen didn't pretend to have such a thing, and now Xiuxian asked Bite it tightly, he doesn't want to make any moths before officially entering the Immortal Gate.

The feeling of flying in the green underworld is more exciting than a roller coaster, standing in only a thin flying sword, as if it may fall down at any time, and it will never recover, if it is not for the reaction of the immortals, Lin Zhuowen is only afraid that it will be a while of ghosts crying wolves, this is simply walking a tightrope in the sky.

On the way, the immortal gave the two of them a rough explanation, his name is Zhou Shi, he is an inner disciple of the Instrument Spirit Sect, and he cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, not any immortal in their mouth, of course, for mortals, immortal cultivators are almost the same as immortals, this time he was about to return to the division after completing the task of the master when he heard a loud noise, thinking that there was a treasure in the world, but he didn't want Lin Zhuowen to use a "grenade" , but it happened to accept two disciples for the master, at this time it was the time for the master to accept the disciples, the machine spirit gate, as a sect that adheres to the inheritance of instrument cultivation, has now declined, and it always can't receive enough disciples, Zhou Shi brought back two disciples like this, it is said that there will be a reward from the master, but this time it is difficult to say because of Lin Zhuowen, the most inferior five-line miscellaneous spirit root.

The flying speed of this imperial sword is quite fast, and after half a day, Zhou Shi has already led the two of them to a big mountain, which is called Seven Flame Mountain, which is where the Machine Spirit Sect is located.

Before Lin Zhuowen and Ye Song could recover from the thrill of walking a tightrope at a high altitude and the high speed of flight, they had already been brought into a hall by Zhou Shi, where an old man with a thin face and black beard registered the identities of the two.

When he saw Lin Zhuowen's five-line miscellaneous spirit root, the old man frowned and said, "How did you bring this five-line miscellaneous spirit root......?"

"This is a junior of this world, and I hope to be accommodating, and I don't expect him to achieve much, and after learning a little fur, he can mix wealth and become rich and prosperous in half a lifetime. Zhou Shi explained in a timely manner, and then stuffed something into the old man very covertly, Lin Zhuowen didn't see it clearly, but he thought that it was the same thing he had done to Zhou Shi before, but it was just a bribe.

In short, Lin Zhuowen's identity was registered, he received a small token, and then he was taken away by a young man with Ye Song, while Zhou Shi sacrificed the flying sword and didn't know where it flew, and he didn't even leave half a sentence.

The young man took the two of them to a storeroom-like place, where they received some clothes, bedding and other daily necessities, and then took them around, telling them where the canteen was, where the classroom was, where the library was, where the steward's house was, and so on.

The cafeteria is naturally a place to eat, and the classroom is a place to teach people to read and write, this name coincides with the earth, but listening to the introduction seems to be a literacy class, the knowledge popularization rate of this world is too low, and it is definitely not possible to understand the cultivation of immortals and practice without literacy, there are books in the library, you can read them at will, but you can't bring them out, Lin Zhuowen thinks it should be regarded as a library without borrowing function.

Lin Zhuowen listened to this information and memorized it, he still hasn't been able to calmly accept the huge changes in this half a day, and what he has crossed is not the old society with backward science, but the world of immortals and monsters......

In the end, after the young man explained these common sense things clearly, he had led the two of them to a housing area, the rows of huts were densely packed, and there were many people in and out of them, but most of them were teenagers, and there were very few people in their twenties like Lin Zhuowen.

"Now the disciples are not satisfied, there are a lot of empty houses, you two can just pick two rooms where no one lives, and if there is anything unclear, just ask others. After saying that, he left the two of them and left.

Lin Zhuowen is still a little uncomfortable at the moment, this immortal cultivator seems to be very busy, but he doesn't dare to put forward any opinions, he is looking for an empty house to live in at the moment, he is in a difficult mood at the moment, and he doesn't want to have a grudge against Ye Song's theory, he just wants to find a place to quietly think about what happened in the past half a day, Ye Song thought the same, and went to the other direction to find an empty house without saying a word.

Lin Zhuowen did not have any special requirements for living conditions, so he saw a room with a big open door and walked in directly, there was really no one living inside, there were beds, tables, chairs and stools, just because no one lived in some dust, fortunately, the dust was not thick, Lin Zhuowen put down his things and cleaned it, the house was not big, it was easy to clean, and it was not likely to be cleaned up, Lin Zhuowen took a shower with water, changed into newly received clothes, and hung the small token received at the time of registration on his waist, which was explained by the young man, this is the identity token, which must be worn with him, there are many people in the mountain gate, and they all rely on identity tokens to identify each other。

At this time, it was already dark, and Lin Zhuowen was not too hungry, so he was too lazy to run to the cafeteria, so he cleaned up and prepared to rest.

"Tuk tuk tuk ......" Suddenly there was a knock at the door.