My magic weapon is the computer

() The power of this grenade explosion is indeed harmless to the immortal, and it did not hurt the immortal at all, but it is not completely ineffective. At least the immortal's face is black and gray, which makes people really want to laugh.

The immortal obviously also noticed his own image problem, and he pinched his fingers to make gestures, and he didn't know what magic formula he used. Lin Zhuowen felt a strong wind gushing from the immortal, blowing out all the black dust and fine dust. Immediately, he regained that spotless and non-human fireworks appearance, 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 little disappointment, thinking that some strange treasure was born, but it turned out to be a few mortal playthings.

"Immortal! Disciple Ye Song begged the immortal to accept me as an apprentice and pass on my supernatural powers." This time, Ye Song saw the supernatural powers of the immortal with his own eyes, so he took a few steps closer and knelt down on the ground, ready to worship his master.

In fact, why didn’t Lin Zhuowen have such thoughts? He felt that he might have found something more interesting than computer games, so he didn’t hesitate at the moment. My fairy magic."

"Hey! Do you also want to cultivate immortals? Not everyone in this world can cultivate immortals. You must have spiritual roots to cultivate immortals, and there is no one in a hundred mortals with spiritual roots. You think you may have spiritual roots Is it?" The immortal was obviously disdainful of the behavior of the two of them, but then he seemed to think of something, and said again: "Forget it, I'll just see if you have spiritual roots."

The immortal stretched out his hands and pressed them on top of the heads of the two. Lin Zhuowen seemed as if something had penetrated his body from the palm of the immortal, and turned around quickly in his body, before he could react quickly and backed away. went back.

"Suspicion? Both of them have spiritual roots?"

"I beg the immortal to accept me as an apprentice." The immortal's words made both of them overjoyed, and they said in unison, regardless of the previous enmity.

"Wait a minute, I don't accept apprentices. If you want to cultivate immortality, you can only join my Qiling sect and start as an outer disciple." Halfway through the fairy's words, he saw that the two were about to worship again, and then said: "But the spirit There are also good and bad roots. Those with excellent spiritual roots can get twice the result with half the effort, and they are the key disciples recruited by the major sects of cultivating immortals, while those with inferior spiritual roots are indeed extremely slow in cultivation, and it is difficult to make great achievements in life. Those who are willing to accept it will waste a lot of resources.”

"You, your spiritual root aptitude belongs to the upper middle class, you can follow me back to worship the beginner school." The immortal pointed at Ye Song and said, Ye Song was overjoyed.

"As for you, your spiritual root is the most inferior of the five lines of miscellaneous spiritual roots. It is not suitable for cultivating immortals. It will only be difficult to cultivate by force. If there is no great opportunity to build a foundation for life, it is better not to waste time for nothing." The immortal said again. Refers to Lin Zhuowen, which obviously means that he does not intend to let Lin Zhuowen worship the entry school.

"I beg the immortals to give me a chance. As long as I can cultivate immortality, I will not be afraid no matter how hard it is, and I will not regret it even if I die a hundred times." There will be no fate anymore, Lin Zhuowen could only plead, but peeking at the fairy's expression, it seemed that his parts were moved, and he was anxious, and suddenly had an idea, thinking that the fairy came to find treasure, and immediately said: "Immortal, I have a family heirloom called... running fire, but there is no wood to make a fire, and I would like to offer it to the immortal."

Lin Zhuowen didn't wait for the fairy to answer after finishing speaking, he took out the lighter, lightly pressed it on, and handed it over respectfully.

Immortals were not interested in his family treasures at first, what good things can there be from treasures handed down among mortals?However, when Lin Zhuowen took out the lighter and fired it easily, he was surprised. He didn't feel any aura fluctuations from the lighter, but it completely achieved the effect of the flame technique. Could it be that this is a magic weapon, there is a prohibition The characteristic of spiritual power fluctuating outward?But if it is a magic weapon, how can a mortal without any spiritual power use it?Really strange.

Immortal took the lighter, imitated Lin Zhuowen and played it a few times, but he couldn't figure out the reason behind it, but he was even more convinced that it was a magic weapon, and it was a high-level magic weapon. I've seen it before, I don't know how it was refined by talking about the body, but he couldn't understand how a high-level magic weapon could only have the lowest-level flame technique effect?Could it be a part of a magic weapon suit?Even so, it is still a rare treasure. If you can understand some of its mysteries, you will definitely be able to use it for a lifetime. Now, you put this "tap fire" into your storage bag calmly.

"Since you are so determined in your Taoism, then it doesn't matter if I spend a little effort to introduce you to the sect. It's also our fate." Immortals are also human beings, and naturally they have to do things for others after taking bribes, but in his opinion Well, he really made a lot of money this time, it's not that he has little knowledge, but the material of this lighter is too special, it is impossible for him to come from the hands of mortals in this world, so he can't help but think about other aspects.

"Thank you immortal for fulfilling it." Finally, Lin Zhuowen breathed a sigh of relief when he got the result he wanted. Money can turn ghosts around, and immortals are no different.

Originally, the two planned to go back to Ganquan Village to tidy up and talk to the villagers, but the immortal said, "Since you practice, you have nothing to do with the world of mortals, what are you doing with ordinary things?" The man was taken by the immortal to fly into Qingming.

Lin Zhuowen threw all those foreign things in the woods, and he only carried a notebook in an iron box on his back. Of course, the mobile phone with a broken screen was also included in it, and Ye Song was similar, only carrying a crossbow and a Bag crossbow arrows, during the period, the two never mentioned the matter of mutual enmity, Ye Song didn't mention it, Lin Zhuowen just pretended not to have such a thing, now Xiuxian asks to tighten his grip, he doesn't want to make anything before formally worshiping the fairy gate Here come the moths.

The feeling of flying in Qingming is more exciting than a roller coaster. Standing on a thin flying sword, it seems that it may fall down at any time. If it is not for the reaction of the immortal, Lin Zhuowen is afraid that he will cry for a while Yes, this is simply walking a tightrope at high altitude.

The immortal on the road gave them a general introduction to the situation. His name is Zhou Shi, and he is an inner sect disciple of the Qi Ling Sect. He cultivated in the early stage of foundation establishment, and he is not what they call an immortal. Of course, for mortals, an immortal It’s almost like a fairy. This time, I heard a loud noise when I was about to return to the teacher’s door after completing the task of the teacher’s door. I thought there was a treasure in the world. I didn’t think it was Lin Zhuowen who was using a “grenade”, but it happened to be collected by the teacher’s door. At this time, it is the time for the disciples of the master's disciples. As a sect that insists on the inheritance of Qixiu, Qilingmen has now declined, and it can't always receive enough disciples. Zhou Shi brought back two disciples in this way. Disciple, it is said that there should be rewards 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 was quite fast. After half a day, Zhou Shi had brought the two of them to a big mountain called Qiyan Mountain, where the Qiling School was located.

Before Lin Zhuowen and Ye Song recovered from the thrill of high-altitude tightrope walking and the high speed of flying, Zhou Shi had already brought them into a hall, where an old man with a thin face and black beard registered their identities.

When he saw Lin Zhuowen's five lines of miscellaneous spirit roots, the old man frowned and said, "Why did you bring these five lines of miscellaneous spirit roots? And at this age..."

"This is a secular junior of mine. I hope he will be more accommodating. I don't expect him to achieve much. After learning a little superficiality, he can spend half his life as a rich man." Zhou Shi explained in a timely manner, and then secretly gave The old man stuffed something, but Lin Zhuowen didn't see clearly, but he thought it was the same as what he did to Zhou Shi before, only the bribe was different.

In short, Lin Zhuowen's identity was successfully registered, he received a small token, and was taken away by a young man together with Ye Song, while Zhou Shi took out a flying sword and flew to nowhere, without even a word did not stay.

The young man took the two to a warehouse-like place first, and received some daily necessities such as clothes, bedding, etc., and then took them around, telling them where was the cafeteria, where was the classroom, where was the library, and where was the steward's residence. etc.

The cafeteria is naturally a place to eat, and the classroom is a place to teach people to read and write. The name coincides with the earth, but it seems to be a literacy class. It is absolutely impossible to understand Xiuxian Gongfa without literacy. There are books in the library, which can be browsed at will, but they cannot be taken out. Lin Zhuowen thinks it should be regarded as a library without a borrowing function.

Lin Zhuowen memorized this information while listening to it. He still hasn't calmly accepted the huge change in the past half a day. What he traveled through was not an old society with backward science, but a world of immortals and monsters...

In the end, after explaining these common-sense things clearly, the young man led the two of them to a residential area, where the huts were densely packed, and there were many people coming in and out, but most of them were teenagers, like Lin Zhuowen. Very few in their 20s.

"Now the disciples are not satisfied, and there are many vacant rooms. You two can choose two unoccupied rooms to live in. If you have any questions, just ask other people." After finishing speaking, he left the two of them and left.

Lin Zhuowen is still a little uncomfortable at the moment. The cultivators seem to be very busy, but they dare not make any comments. Now they are looking for an empty house to live in. At the moment, they are in a difficult mood, and they don't want to argue with Ye Song. Feeling resentful, he just wanted to find a place to calmly think about what had happened in the past half day, Ye Song thought the same, and went to another direction to find an empty house without saying a word.

Lin Zhuowen didn't have any special requirements for the living conditions, so when he saw a room with a wide open door, he walked in. Sure enough, no one lived in it. There were beds, tables, chairs and stools, but it was dusty because no one lived there. Fortunately, the dust wasn't too thick. Lin Zhuowen put down his things and cleaned it. The house is not big, and it was easy to clean. It was cleaned up soon. Lin Zhuowen took a shower with water and changed into new clothes , Hang the small token that you received when you registered on your waist, this is what the young man told you, this is an identity token, you must wear it with you, there are many people on the mountain, and they all use the identity token to identify each other .

It was dark at this time, and Lin Zhuowen was not too hungry, so he didn't bother to go to the cafeteria, so he cleaned up and was ready to rest.

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