Why did I, a superman, go to cultivate immortals?

Chapter 57
It is naturally impossible for a creature like Yazi to enter the city, but its magical powers are not limited to manipulating weapons.

In fact, as far as Wang Ting and Bai Lingqin are walking on the street, Yazi is actually nearby.

But the location is in the cloth pocket of the royal court, in the form of a dagger.

In addition to the ability to manipulate weapons, Yazi can also change into various weapons by nature.

In fact, Wang Ting would think it would be cool if it was changed to a long sword on his waist, but the soldiers guarding the city and the guards patrolling the city would not agree.

If it was the princes and nobles, they would naturally not control them too much, but for someone like Wang Ting, who dared to take out weapons in the street, I am afraid that they would be arrested and taken into the yamen on the spot.

Therefore, I can only wrong Jai Zi and let him change into a small dagger and lie quietly in his pocket.

Unexpectedly, this divine beast, which was originally rebellious when it first met, obeyed Wang Ting's request without any resistance, and turned into a pocket dagger without the slightest hesitation——with a sheath kind of.

Although the master-servant contract can make Wang Ting aware of part of Jai Zi's mood, it still cannot achieve that kind of barrier-free communication.

Although this Yazi could understand human speech, he didn't have the vocal organs of the human race, so he couldn't speak human speech.

In fact, ordinary gods and beasts can also rely on their souls to convey their meanings by instinct, but Yazi is born with shortcomings, and it is temporarily impossible to do this in this respect.

Speaking of this, I have to say, the gold content of the translator Bai Lingqin.

"Jai Zi is completely convinced of you, A Ting, and really regards you as its master."

Because Bai Lingqin could understand Yazi's words, it had a good relationship with her—at least to the extent that she was willing to ride on it without Wang Ting's coercion.

"Okay, so where is the Sun Moon Gate office that Mr. Lin mentioned?"

In fact, at the beginning, Wang Ting thought that monks were flying around in the capital city, but after entering the city, they just saw an ordinary mortal scene.

"Do you want to ask pedestrians? Since the Sun Moon Gate said that it will hold the Immortal Ascension Conference for mortals, there should be some news here."

Bai Lingqin thought for a while and made a suggestion.

"feasible."

Her proposal is correct, and although more than half a month has passed since the news of the Immortal Ascension Conference, its popularity has not declined. Someone in the capital of the country should know about it.

However, asking passers-by should also be a bit particular. Wang Ting looked around on the street and saw an old man selling candied haws, his eyes lit up, and he walked over holding Bai Lingqin's hand.

"Grandpa, string candied haws for me."

Wang Ting approached him, and pointed his fingers at the old man.

"Okay, a penny."

Smiling benevolently, the old man took out one, took the change from Bai Lingqin, and handed it to Wang Ting.

After receiving the candied haws, Wang Tingxiaoer asked in a pretentious manner:
"Grandpa, it is said that there are immortals here recently who are recruiting disciples?"

"what?"

Startled by this question, the old man asked back.

"It's about the Sun Moon Sect's ascension to immortality."

Bai Lingqin said.

"Oh, this!"

As soon as this recent hot topic was mentioned, the old man understood, and it was obvious that Wang Ting was not the first person to ask him this question.

"There is indeed such a thing. Do you know that as soon as the news came out, the whole big Chu was blown up! In the past ten days, there are really many people who came to this city from outside to seek immortality. Let's go!"

"Grandpa, do you know where to go?"

Wang Ting hurriedly asked.

"It's obvious in the open space in the east of the city, but there should be a lot of people there. Now that it's over, I'm afraid it won't be our turn."

After talking about the location, the old man did not forget to remind them. Afterwards, he looked at the two of them more carefully and shook his head.

"It's just that you can't force this matter of cultivating immortals. I won't talk about this little baby. Girl, I see that you are still young. I just hope that you don't delay too much, lest you pass your youth and miss the opportunity to marry!"

Bai Lingqin was a little embarrassed, so she could only smile politely, and since the location had been clarified, Wang Ting naturally did not want to stay here any longer.

"Then grandpa, let's go first! You are busy!"

Saying goodbye casually, playing Bai Lingqin, Wang Ting went straight to the point.

At this moment, on a conspicuous open space in the east of the city.

Even among the great sects of cultivating immortals, the Sun Moon Gate is a prestigious existence.

If this kind of existence wants to hold an Ascension Conference in the mortal world, there will naturally be a lot of responses in this world of mortals.

The King of Great Chu was very face-saving, and with a big wave of his hand, he marked out a huge open space in the open space in the east of the city for the use of Xianmen.

But even though the venue is huge, even after more than ten days, there is still a sea of ​​people here.

However, there are many people, and most of them dare not be presumptuous in front of the disciples of the Xianmen. Even the dandies who are used to being arrogant can only obediently wait in line in the crowd.

Of course, some sharp-eyed people will "consciously" let those people jump in line when they see these young masters and ladies present.

Although the people around were not angry about this behavior, most of them would not say anything more when they saw the clothes and status of the queue jumper.

"Brother, this time we really encountered an unlucky incident. With this battle, why don't we work hard for more than half a year?"

The staff on duty in the Riyuemen office usually rotates among the ordinary disciples in the school, one round per month, and it is considered an idle job on weekdays, and they can also earn contributions from the sect, so they are naturally very popular.

But once the news of the Immortal Ascension Conference was widely announced, it became a thing that everyone hated, and it was obvious that the two disciples who were sitting at the front desk and registering visitors were the first batch of hard-working disciples. middle man.

"Junior brother, there are still more than ten days before the successor will arrive. Before that, do your job well."

The senior who was asked was working non-stop, and at the same time was distracted from answering the senior's question.

"Sigh, I don't know what's the point of doing this. The disciples selected in the sect will not decline after all. In this way, no matter how many mortals are added, what's the use?"

"Be careful!"

The senior brother gave a warning, and the senior brother had no choice but to stop talking resentfully.

The above conversations were all conducted through voice transmission.

And under the anticipation of many people and the hard work of two people, it was noon.

"Today's time has passed!"

After registering the names all morning, seeing that the time for each day was up, the junior couldn't wait to pull the sign, announcing the end of today's working hours.

(End of this chapter)