"This Dongshan Ao is good..."

"The white fox has cultivated into a soul, and the key seems to have stimulated a trace of Qingqiu bloodline... In the future, it will develop in the field of charming skills..."

Lingbao Palace.

In the main hall.

Dear immortals and demons, sit upright on the jade mat, taste tea and drink, and occasionally comment on the disciples who have become disciples.

Ao Xin casually praised the white fox, but thought to himself: "The mud and sand are mixed with fish and dragons... This big opening of the mountain gate is just a temporary solution after all... It is far less than the population of the sect's small world, selected from childhood, and cultivate loyalty to grow up...'

‘But, it seems that my Wujie Mountain is almost the same…’

However, the Taoist Qisha looked at one of the scenes of the mysterious mirror and felt aroused in his heart: "This Yiling Sanren is a killer... It's a pity that his life span is not long."

The celestial immortals and demons in the palace are all paying attention to the Yiling Sanren.

After all, it is even rarer to become the overlord of the soul than the celestial immortals and demons.

And unless you deliberately make things difficult, any test against the soul realm should be easily passed by the soul overlord!

Yiling Sanren is a Confucian scholar, wearing a white dress, with a handsome appearance, holding a plum blossom in his hand, but his temples are slightly frosty and white.

He turned into a stream of light, with the fastest speed among the level-breakers, and had already reached the last platform.

On the platform, there was only a green-scaled snake girl holding a whip in her hand.

"Sky Demon Puppet?"

Yiling Sanren was a little surprised: "The Lord of Lingbao Palace is indeed rich, even such a puppet...'

He came to surrender to the Black Dragon Demon Emperor, so he naturally had some small thoughts.

Because his lifespan is not long, the overlord of the Yuanshen is famous for breaking through difficulties.

Now that the Lingbao Palace is newly established, I may be able to compete for the title of Kaishan Master.

Even for the sake of the thousand-month horse bones, the Black Dragon Demon Emperor can’t watch himself die alive, right?

Moreover, I will do my best to do my best to do my business for the Lingbao Palace, even after the breakthrough.

After all, it is quite difficult to find a backer as strong as the Lingbao Palace.

For casual cultivators, it is enough to have this level of loyalty.

But seeing this heavenly demon puppet, Yiling Sanren's heart suddenly became cold, and he felt that he might have looked down on him a little over the past.

His role is not as great as he imagined!

‘Does the Black Dragon Demon Emperor look down on me? He is going to eliminate me directly?’

Yiling Sanren felt bitter in his heart.

He is just the most ordinary overlord of the soul, and at most he is equivalent to the strength of the first and second level of the immortal.

If you encounter a master above the third level of the celestial immortal, you will be defeated.

"Take my ten moves and you can go through this platform to enter the mountain gate."

Fortunately, the following words of Lu Nu made Yiling Sanren breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank you... But is this the final test of those mortals?"

"Of course it's impossible. I will only be one small level higher than yours."

The green slave smiled softly.

"A small realm?"

Yiling Sanren's expression froze, and then he felt a burst of the fourth level of magic power of the Heavenly Demon. A trace of bitterness and determination appeared on his face: "Seven-star secret technique, burn!"

In his hand, the plum blossom aura emanates, and there is a charm of the law of life hidden in it...

The shadows of whips spread all over the sky, scattering the plum blossoms.

After a few breaths.

"Ten moves have passed, congratulations."

The figure of the green slave disappeared.

Only Yiling Sanren was left. Looking at the treasure that had turned bare, only branches, and no plum blossoms, a bitter smile appeared on his face:

‘It turned out to be the puppet at the peak of the Heavenly Demon…’

‘This Lingbao Palace is the right place.’

...

Outside the Lingbao Palace, Yiling Sanren was tidying up his clothes and then walked into the hall.

In an instant, the eyes of the immortals and demons came in a scattered manner.

Yiling Sanren seemed to be unaware. Only when he looked at the eyes of the star above, his body trembled and he worshiped him directly: "Disciple Yiling, sincerely worshipped in Lingbao Palace, please take the teacher..."

"Yiling?"

Fang Xing smiled: "You have good talent and can register my disciple..."

This registered disciple is like the teachers and students in modern society. It is okay to say that you are a master and a disciple, but it is too far-fetched to say that there is any cause and effect.

Therefore, the strong often collects a lot of registered disciples. As for the true disciples, the disciples of the robe and bowl should be very cautious.

"hiss……"

A sound of gasping in the air came from all around immediately.

"The status of the Yuanshen Overlord is almost the same as that of us, but he is just a registered disciple?"

"This Black Dragon Demon Emperor is so harsh in accepting disciples?"

"There is a good show now. It is said that Yiling Sanren has always been arrogant and has rejected the recruitment of many forces. Now I don't know how to choose? Will he leave without a smile?"

"Hehe, man, you're thinking too much. If it were four or five thousand years ago, it would probably be like this... But now, Yiling Sanren is over nine thousand years old..."

An old fairy smiled.

He has endless life, and he has seen a lot of ideas about this short-lived species.

Even the overlord of the soul will still have only one life for thousands of years!

Once you die, there is nothing.

Therefore, except for some heroic spirits, the soul overlords in their later years will find various ways to try to break through the bottleneck.

Yiling Sanren has always been free and easy, but now he takes the initiative to become a disciple, which is obviously the latter.

Bang bang!

He kowtowed immediately: "Disciple, please pay homage to the teacher!"

"good!"

Fang Xing nodded. In any case, this Yiling Sanren is considered a horse bone, not to mention that he is the overlord of the Yuanshen. He has the combat power of a celestial immortal. He does not need to teach him after he is admitted to his subordinates. He just throws a few secret books and practices it. Except for being a little older and it is difficult to be a cattle and horse for a few years, the rest is still acceptable.

And, there is no way to do this.

"Since you are the first to come to become a disciple, and your heart is very sincere. For your teacher, you will be given a piece of 'Qingdi Wood Heart'. After refining this object, you can extend your life by 3,000 to 5,000 years..."

Fang Xing smiled slightly, flipped his palm, and a blue wood heart appeared.

A breath of life immediately emanated.

"This is... the heart of the tree in the original body of the Qing Emperor? Even for the Chaos Realm, it is a rare and rare thing."

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"It's a waste to extend life to a mere Yuanshen!"

For a moment, many celestial immortals and demons gathered in their eyes, as if they wanted to snatch Yiling Sanren.

In fact, this is true. If it weren't for the Lingbao Palace, they might have taken action directly.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master!"

Yiling Sanren was also knocked out by the surprise that fell from the sky.

Although he was open and honest, he came to become a disciple to break through and get his life.

But he thought Fang Xing would definitely test it, at least he would have to treat him as a cow and horse for a while before submitting his letter of fame.

Some sects that are not particular may be dying and then pretend that this is not true.

But he had no way out and the Lingbao Palace accepted disciples for the first time, so he could barely give it a try.

Unexpectedly... the surprise came so suddenly!

Fang Xing doesn't care about this, he is not worried about the horse running away anyway.

‘Good Yuanshen Overlord… In this Qingyuan Realm, many secret realms can only be entered by Yuanshen cultivators, and they just happened to be a cow and horse for me…’

According to Fang Xing's eyes, he naturally knew that even if he gave the Yiling Sanren for another five thousand years, it would be difficult to make a breakthrough.

The overlord of the Yuanshen is actually all tragedy. If he can break through to the celestial immortals and demons, it is almost impossible for him to stay in this realm for too long.

‘Unless…I cultivate it at all costs.’

‘This...it depends on his luck. If I can obtain something that makes me moved, it will be nothing to be promoted to the heavenly realm.’

‘I’ll give the money first…’

Fang Xing thought lightly.

Not long after the Yiling Sanren, Dongshan Ao, Baishanhu and others, the demons entered the palace one by one and solemnly performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

Fang Xing accepted everyone, but there was no personal disciple, all of whom were registered disciples, which made the immortals and demons secretly shocked.

"Senior, he has a very high vision..."

After all, Ao Xin had some friendship with Fang Xing before, so he spoke casually: "Even the Yiling Sanren and the cultivators of the 'Sky Moon Body' couldn't see it?"

"Haha, I accept disciples, only look at my eyes."

Fang Xing looked at the densely packed disciples below and coughed: "I have thousands of methods and countless treasures in the Lingbao Palace... There are twelve quotas for the celestial immortals and demons, and you will try your best to get it."

As soon as these words were spoken, the monks in the Wahuang Palace looked very ugly.

The disciples who knew the inside story were naturally ready to go, knowing that they had a good time.

If you wait until the twelve heavenly immortals return to their throne and want to break through, it will be even more difficult without the large amount of resources provided by the Lingbao Palace.

"I wonder which disciple you are optimistic about?"

Ao Xin glanced a few times, a little curious.

"Say the Internet cafe... I want to say that the disciple of the grass and wood body is good now."

Fang Xing pointed at a person casually.

When Ao Xin looked over, he saw a young man in the green robe with an ordinary appearance.

Although the body of plants and trees is also considered a spiritual body talent, it is still OK at the time of the Yuanshen realm, far less than the spirit body like the "Tianyue Body" that can still play a role in the thirteenth realm of heaven and fairy.

She was a little suspicious for a moment.

"In my Lingbao Palace, there is a volume of 'Qing Emperor's End of Life'. I think it's quite suitable for this person to practice..."

Fang Xing explained with a faint smile.

After obtaining the life tree of Qing Emperor's body, he naturally did some research.

Nowadays, experiments have begun to produce tree species from the Shouyuan tree.

When the tree species matures, it can naturally be handed over to the monks. Combined with the talent of the druid [Tree Shepherd], it can cultivate it into a natal spiritual plant, which may break through the laws of this world and live for ten thousand years.

Of course, this technique has only taken shape in his mind, and the key is to rely on the action of the original body.

‘And observing all the Taos is to prepare for the development of new Taos in the future…’

Fang Xing looked at the disciples below and couldn't help but feel pity for a moment.

Most of these disciples may become cannon fodder on his way to "open the way".

Of course, many people still want such cannon fodder but cannot.

‘Now everything is ready, it depends on my side…’
Chapter completed!