But then he thought about it, and General Lin shook his head again.
Although there are many immortals who enter the imperial city, their identity is usually verified at the city gate, and they are invited to the Immortal Pavilion. Even if they go out to hang out, they will definitely have Jiu Yun on them.
The emblem of the Immortal Palace, it is said that the emblem cannot be removed in this imperial city.
But there is no logo on Xiao Fan!
"He is so aggressive in bullying others, and no one cares about him. It seems that the emperor is also a fatuous guy!" Xiao Fan sighed.
"You...you dare to insult the current Holy Emperor?" Lin Zongbing replied harshly, but suddenly remembered that he was restrained by Xiao Fan, and couldn't help but feel weak again.
"What do you dare and don't you dare to do?" Xiao Fan raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get out of here. I'm not in the mood to waste time with you scum!"
As he spoke, Xiao Fan flicked his wrist, and the burly Mr. Lin was thrown ten feet away by him and fell heavily to the ground!
"Master General!" The frightened soldier next to him hurriedly stepped forward and helped General Lin up.
Pingrong, on the other hand, had long been so frightened that he hid aside and shivered like a quail.
Even a master like Mr. Lin ended up like this. His heart was extremely heavy. This time he was kicked on the iron plate!
"Go away! If I see you bullying others like this again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Xiao Fan shouted sternly with a straight face.
He was tired of it and found it boring. He only wanted to protect Qiao Yuan until the end of the imperial examination, and then enlighten him to become an immortal. Then he would find a way to sneak into the circle of immortal cultivators in the imperial city and find out more about Jiu Yuan Immortal Palace.
things.
This group of soldiers retreated in a hurry.
This time, Pingrong didn't dare to say harsh words anymore.
Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the typical style of these guys.
After a stick of incense, in the majestic and huge Prince Ping's Mansion and Prince Ping's study, Ping Rongzheng told his father how he was bullied with tears streaming down his face.
Prince Ping is a muscular man in his early sixties.
Although he is over fifty years old, his complexion is rosy, his eyes are lively, and his temples are bulging high. At first glance, he is from the Lian family.
"You said... a master like Mr. Lin couldn't survive a round in his hands?" Prince Ping asked in surprise as he twirled his beard.
"Yes, they are not human at all!" Pingrong nodded.
"Could it be... that he is a fairy?" A trace of worry flashed in Prince Ping's eyes.
"Definitely not, he doesn't have the emblem of Immortal Palace on him!" Ping Rong shook his head.
"Oh? That's strange..." Prince Ping tapped the table with his fingers and thought deeply: "How could an ordinary practitioner have such skills? And... he is so young..."
"As for who he is, wouldn't I know if I go and have a look in person?" As he was speaking, the door curtain opened and an old man walked out of the study room.
This old man has a kind face and kind eyes, and is thin in stature, but he has an aura of immortality. There is a dark light in his eyes, and there is a faint white mist lingering on the top of his head.
"Oh? Master Zhuang, do you really plan to go there in person?" Prince Ping stood up quickly and bowed deeply to the old man.
"Hmm... If my guess is correct, if the person you just talked about is not an immortal cultivator, then he must be someone with excellent bones and meridians, and has unimaginable potential for immortal cultivation!" Master Zhuang nodded.
"If this is really the case, I will definitely take him under my wing. If possible, if this child can one day reach the quasi-immortal level and enter the outer gate of the Immortal Palace, then my future will be limitless!"
"I see, Master Zhuang has the foresight!" Prince Ping nodded.
"I'll go take a look right now!" Master Zhuang said, taking a step forward and disappearing into the study in an instant.
"Really... you are truly worthy of being among the gods. He comes and goes without a trace, which makes me envious!" Prince Ping sighed and shook his head: "It's a pity that there are no qualified people in my Ping family who can't enter Master Zhuang's house.
Dharma Eye!"
Who is Master Zhuang?
One of the protector offerings in the royal palace.
In other words, apart from the outer disciples of Jiuyi Immortal Palace, this group of worshipers has the most noble status, followed by the emperor!
As one of the worshippers, Master Zhuang is naturally very arrogant.
However, he is destined to only hang out in the mortal dynasty in this life.
He has been cultivating for nearly ten thousand years, and his cultivation level is only at the level of the Holy Emperor.
You know, in a place like the immortal world, if an immortal cultivator cannot reach the peak of the spiritual realm within a hundred years, he is a waste!
If you cannot reach the peak of the holy realm within a thousand years, you are still a waste!
If you cannot reach the peak of the Imperial Stage within ten thousand years, then you are a complete waste!
However, he is such a top-notch waste, but he always holds the illusion that one day he can get the benefits of Jiuyan Immortal Palace and soar into the sky!
So he thought hard and finally came up with a way, which was to find mortals with excellent qualifications, lead them to start practicing, and then let them enter Jiuyi Immortal Palace. Then, he, as a master, would naturally benefit from it.
Isn’t it?
Just when Master Zhuang came to Xiao Fan's inn quietly, Xiao Fan was lying lazily by the window and basking in the sun.
Xiao Fan was so bored that he really didn't know what to do.
His elemental clone does not need to be cultivated, and in order not to reveal his identity, no immortal cultivator's methods can be used in this imperial city.
So even refining alchemy and refining weapons, which is his favorite thing to kill time, can't be done. What else can he do besides bask in the sun?
Qiao Yuan, who lives next door, has been studying so hard that he has almost reached a state of selflessness. He really turns a deaf ear to what is going on outside the window and only concentrates on reading books by sages.
Suddenly, Xiao Fan's eyes were slightly closed and his eyelids trembled slightly.
How could Master Zhuang's arrival be hidden from him?
However, Xiao Fan didn't care, he just pretended not to know and continued to close his eyes and rest.
"Oh? Could it be that... this is the one who is the one?" Master Zhuang hid his figure in the air and stared at Xiao Fan for a moment. He couldn't help but rub the beard on his chin and said to himself: "Well... we must understand it further.
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As he spoke, he lowered his figure and walked into the inn.
"Sir, do you want to stay at the hotel?" The fat shopkeeper hurriedly greeted him, but at a glance he saw a gold medal hanging on Master Zhuang's waist. His whole body trembled and he knelt down quickly, not daring to take a breath.
My whole body was shaking.
This waist badge is a symbol of status in Jiuyi Imperial City.
People from Jiuyi Immortal Palace will basically not appear in the imperial city, even the outer disciples.
Therefore, in the hearts of the people, these offerings are the supreme beings in the imperial city. Let alone them, even if the emperor saw these offerings, he would salute them and not dare to neglect them.
"Okay, get up, I'm here for business, no need to be polite!" Master Zhuang said lightly, then walked towards the second floor.
Before arriving at Xiao Fan's room door, he was about to push the door open and enter, but he hesitated and knocked gently.
Around the gate, Xiao Fan looked at Master Zhuang in confusion: "What can you do, sir?"
"Haha, it's nothing. I just heard that a young man with great skills lives here and I came here to pay him a visit!" Master Zhuang said with a smile.
"Oh? What's the point of visiting here? Are you also interested in discussing something with Xiao?" Xiao Fan said, pretending to be confused.
"Sparring? With me? Hahaha, interesting boy!" Master Zhuang shook his head, and then suddenly raised his hand to grab Xiao Fan's wrist.
Xiao Fan did not dodge and allowed the other party to hold his wrist.
As soon as he took a breath, Master Zhuang let go of his hand, and his eyes when he looked at Xiao Fan suddenly became extremely strange, as if he was looking at a rare treasure!
"What are you doing?" Xiao Fan looked very dissatisfied.
"Nothing, nothing, I'm sorry for being so abrupt! I wonder if you can let me come in and talk for a while?" Master Zhuang was extremely excited. After he had just examined Xiao Fan's physique, he unexpectedly found that Xiao Fan's body, whether it was his meridians or his soul, was full of energy.
It is extremely powerful, and can even be said to be far beyond the limits that mortals can possess.
But these were all deliberately pretended by Xiao Fan.
Master Zhuang was let into the room by Xiao Fan. After sitting down on a wicker chair, he went straight to the point and stated his intention without any nonsense.
"What? You want to accept me as your disciple?" Xiao Fan's face was full of astonishment.
"Exactly, being able to become an immortal, put off the stinky skin of an ordinary person, have the power to turn mountains and seas, and have a long life is what many people dream of!" Master Zhuang nodded.
"Forget it, I'm not interested!" Xiao Fan rolled his eyelids and refused.
"Uh...why? No matter how many people ask for it, they can't get such a good thing. It's just because they don't have enough immortality and their own qualifications are limited!" Master Zhuang said quickly: "But, I just checked your meridians, and it's really amazing.
He is a genius who is a rare immortal cultivator for thousands of years... no, for thousands of years! If you add my guidance, your achievements in the future will be limitless, and you will even be able to far surpass me and enter the supreme immortal palace!"
"If you live for so long, why do you need so much strength? Living for a few decades is enough to be happy. That's enough. Living too much will make you tired!" Xiao Fan waved his hand, and this sentence was his truth.
Although he has been cultivating immortals for a relatively short period of time, it has been thousands of years and he has long been numb to the concept of time.
"This..." Master Zhuang twirled his beard and continued to lobby earnestly.
After a full hour of painstaking efforts, Xiao Fan finally compromised, but made a few demands.
First: You must wait until the scientific examination is over.
Second: I will never bow down to others and give lavish gifts.
Third: Have a certain amount of freedom and cannot force yourself to do things you don’t like.
Although Master Zhuang felt unhappy, he was reluctant to part with Xiao Fan's "uncarved" piece of beautiful jade, so he had no choice but to agree and swear with his soul that he would never violate it.
"Hey, in that case, master, my disciple Xiao Fei must be polite!" Xiao Fan pretended to sigh uneasily, and then made a gesture with his hands to end the matter.
Master Zhuang smiled bitterly and nodded, but he could only endure it.