The four words "opportunity to become an immortal" are equivalent to those of mortal princes and generals, and are almost the ultimate appeal of all cultivators.

There are countless crazy people for this reason, but there are only a few who have not been banned.

As long as there is a chance, almost everyone will try their best to become an immortal, even if they become neither human nor ghost.

Yin Lingfeng knew this very well, and he also knew that whether what he said was true or false, he would be in danger.

And he chose to believe in Xie Yunan, the existence he had always admired and even admired.

The other person may not remember him very well, but he has been looking up at the other person's back for hundreds of years since he became a monk.

Now that he is desperate, there is a very powerful similar person in front of him, and there is an unpredictable old demon staring at him behind him. Even though he is watching the tide of sword sect's ancestor's return to void stage, he is unable to detect the existence of the old demon.

He could only make a desperate move and come to Zhejian Mountain to seek a chance of survival.

Of course, there was also a little bit of selfishness on the part of Yin Lingfeng. He felt that he might be able to take this opportunity to get in touch with such a proud woman as Xie Yunan.

Yin Lingfeng looked forward to Xie Yunan's emotional changes for him.

"Then what?"

A calm and somewhat cold voice came.

Xie Yunan raised his eyes slightly, not showing much desire, just a sense of exploration and curiosity.

If it weren't for that curious look, Yin Lingfeng would have doubted whether the other party didn't believe him at all.

In fact, Xie Yunan really won't be tempted by the opportunity to become an immortal, because she already has her own opportunity to become an immortal, and there is no need for her to seek external things.

The innate sword bone is enough to become an immortal.

"Xie Xianzi, do you believe what I say?"

Yin Lingfeng was a little confused.

Xie Yunan nodded without thinking: "There are all kinds of wonders in the world, and it's always hard to explain the chance. Since fellow Taoist friends are willing to tell me, as a fellow Taoist, I will naturally try my best to listen."

Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist.——·

I didn't expect that she would be so kind and trust me.

Yin Lingfeng felt a rush of energy and blood rush to his forehead, and his heart suddenly surged. He said, "This is a long story, please allow me to explain it in detail."

"Fellow Daoist Yin, you can sit down and have a sip of hot tea before we talk. We have a lot of time."

Xie Yunan stood up to prepare tea and leaned slightly to pour tea for Yin Lingfeng.

This was a very normal way to treat guests, but it made the young man feel uneasy and his face turned red.

Xie Yunan was very helpless. She was not a fool, so she could feel the other party's obvious feelings.

Over the years, both men and women have shown affection to her, and there are many of them. At first, she would reject the other party very solemnly, but later she got tired and learned to turn a blind eye.

Practice and cultivate your mind, but everyone doesn’t realize that your feelings for me are ultimately just lust.

Because of appearance, because of talent, because of fame.

These are normal, but monks should learn to exercise restraint.

"Now Fellow Daoist Yin can speak."

"I'm sorry."

Yin Lingfeng suddenly came to his senses and said quickly: "It's just a long story. I was born in an ordinary farmer's family.

He was brought into the sect at the age of seven. His talent was fair and he soon became a disciple of the Guanchao sect. For the next few seconds, Yin Lingfeng spent the rest of his life talking about his ordinary birth, not a bizarre identity, and a very normal sect.

Door.

Xie Yunan felt a little sleepy after hearing this.

She is similar. They all come from a very ordinary peasant family. Looking at the entire cultivation world, most monks are born in ordinary people's families. Because the number of ordinary people is the largest in aristocratic families, even if they can give birth to ten thousand people, they will not be as good as tens of millions.

Common people's families.

But Xie Yunan's sect experience is much more exciting than Yin Lingfeng's.

When he was seven years old, he was thrown away by his master to fight monsters. When he was eight years old, he was asked to go down the mountain to practice walking for hundreds of miles.

Got Taoist soldiers.

In her childhood, white knives went in and red knives came out, and fighting was almost engraved into her instinct.

She is still upright and upright, and Xiao Yunyi's education is indispensable.

After a long preparation, Yin Lingfeng finally got to the point.

"Two years ago, I woke up and learned a magic technique. From then on, I would inexplicably learn many evil techniques every once in a while."

In order to prove what he said, Yin Lingfeng's fingertips glowed with a faint light, and an extremely sinister aura emerged.

Xie Yunan's eyes almost instinctively sent out a wisp of sword intent, and her beautiful expression was as cold as ice, like an unsheathed divine sword.

Yin Lingfeng couldn't help but become nervous, but he still maintained his basic composure.

He knew that speaking clearly at this time could save his life.

Xie Yunan restrained her breath and said comfortingly: "Such a solid evil spirit cannot be developed overnight, nor can it be achieved with your current cultivation level."

"Fairies know everything."

Yin Lingfeng breathed a sigh of relief and said: "In these years, I have never used it in front of outsiders, nor have I used it to make profits."

Xie Yunan nodded, but secretly made a mental note to ask someone to investigate Yin Lingfeng and the Guanchao Sword Sect.

She asked: "If a fellow Taoist is just self-taught without a teacher, how can he have the chance to become an immortal?"

Yin Lingfeng was silent for a long time, Xie Yunan was not in a hurry to ask questions, and quietly waited for the other party's answer.

Half an hour passed after this. The young man grabbed the hem of his clothes, which were wrinkled, and finally confided with difficulty.

"Suddenly one day I suddenly sensed something, like the Big Dipper, which pointed me in the direction. I followed this inexplicable sense and found a mortal."

Yin Lingfeng paused slightly, his eyes vaguely filled with murderous intent, a very pure killing intent.

"Then I killed him. I just wanted to kill him without any reason. After I killed him, I gained a powerful memory named Jun Yan, about his experience in a long-extinct demon sect."

"A year and a half ago, I killed another person during the foundation building period. I had nothing to do with him, but I just wanted to kill him. After his death, I gained another memory. At the end of the same year, I was killed by an old demon.

I got entangled with him. This demon has a very high level of cultivation, and even the master of my sect couldn't find it."

Xie Yunan interrupted: "Why didn't you seek asylum from Taoism earlier?"

If you can't fight, report it to Zhenwu Palace. This is the consensus of most cultivators in the past hundred years.

This kind of nosy behavior makes the older generation very confused. If you practice a law of the jungle, you can't blame others even if you die if your skills are inferior to others.

But Daozong needed authority and upheld justice, so he naturally mastered justice.

Legitimacy is maintained, not shouted out. As long as Zhenwu Palace can protect the vast majority of people, then it has legitimacy and is supported by most cultivators.

Yin Lingfeng smiled bitterly and said, "I don't dare."

"Then you dare to tell me? I am just an inspector of Zhenwu Palace."

Xie Yunan asked back, but saw the other party's hesitant expression.

".--Six months ago, as you saw, Fairy Xie, I was fighting with a casual cultivator, and then the fairy came to my rescue."

Jianzun Villa.

Xie Yunan told the whole story.

"Now I am keeping that person temporarily, and I will listen to my uncle and others."

After Gu Wen and others heard about it, Chi Yuzi joked: "Of the nine calamities in the world, only the calamity of beauty is not arranged by God."

Being said so in front of his master, Xie Yunan showed a little embarrassment, scratched his cheek and replied: "This junior has absolutely no intention of doing this. I will inform him and explain the situation to the elders of the sect."

"If it hadn't been for you, girl Xie, I'm afraid that boy wouldn't have said it. He was trusting you."

Chi Yuzi then thought about it, touched his chin and said, "Wait a minute, wouldn't this mess up the hierarchy of seniority? Jun Yan likes Xiao Yunyi's disciples, and it is against human ethics for a master's uncle to pursue his master's nephew."

"Although monks don't pay much attention to this aspect, they can't come up with it clearly."

Gu Wen smiled and said: "All incarnations are just incarnations. They are not the original body. They can all be regarded as special individuals. This young man is the incarnation of Jun Yan, but he is not Jun Yan."

Chi Yuzi said: "I'm just worried that this incarnation's love will affect Jun Yan in the future."

"Uncle Chi!"

Xie Yunan was a little angry. She was serious about doing things, so why did she make fun of her?

This is actually what she is worried about. Xie Yunan has always respected teachers and respected her elders from the bottom of her heart.

Jun Yan has never been masked, so he should remain respectful.

But if an elder pursues him, it will definitely be a very troublesome thing.

Akabane waved his hand and said: "Okay, okay, I won't make fun of you. How could Jun Yan, who is so popular and disgusting, be influenced by the temperament of a mere teenager?"

"But you girl does have some luck. You can always get involved in big things, and things always come to you for no reason."

Xie Yunan still said modestly: "Because my uncle and others are already immortals, and the juniors are just blessed."
To be continued...