I am the second generation of heavenly fairy

Chapter 30 I am the leader
Zhou Deng was stunned. He looked at Zhang Ling in astonishment and thought he must be crazy. This was the first time he had heard of the establishment of a sect in Immortal Artifacts.

In front of Zhou Deng, Zhang Ling took out his mobile phone and clicked on the Encyclopedia of Immortal Cultivation Techniques, and then began to scan the spirit stones to recharge. Then, under Zhou Deng's surprised gaze, he asked every ghost to practice the Cultivation Cultivation Techniques. At the end of Ji, Zhang Ling waved his hand and said: "From today on, you are the disciples of Lingxiaomen, and Ling Feng is the senior brother. His words are equivalent to mine!"

Those ghosts, no, his disciples came back from the surprise, no matter the past or the present, they all followed Ling Feng and shouted loudly: "Please abide by the edict of the sect master!"

Zhang Ling nodded in satisfaction and smiled at Zhou Deng: "Old man, do you want to show that I am starting a school today?"

"This...Young Master, you are really old, how can those old things fall into your eyes!" Zhou Deng was frightened when he heard that Zhang Ling wanted something, and hurriedly shied away. A little god like him is already short of resources. You might be willing to take it out and give it away casually.

Seeing Zhou Deng's nervous look, Zhang Ling smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I don't want your things, you just need to put in some effort!"

Zhou Deng heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that he didn't want anything, "I don't know what kind of help the young master needs from the old man?"

Zhang Ling said with a smile: "You just need to set up a gathering array for me!"

After finishing speaking, he took out a handful of high-grade spirit stones and put them in Zhou Deng's hands, and looked at him with a smile. Zhou Deng looked at the high-grade spirit stones in his hands and nodded, saying: "This is no problem, the old man will set up formations for the young master now." !"

For Zhou Deng, a junior fairy formation like Juling Formation is a matter of grasping, but this is a difficult move for an entry-level comprehension player like Zhang Ling. The cultivation base can't be laid at all!

Zhou Deng arranged the spirit stones in his hand according to the orientation of the heavenly stems and earthly branches, quickly pinched the magic formula to connect the spirit stones together, and then he volleyed in the sky and shouted: "Combination!"

Following his words, the spirit stones immediately lit up with various colors of light, forming a dome with colorful light flowing, and the spiritual energy gushed out from the dome, filling the entire dome in a short time.

Zhang Ling nodded in satisfaction. Although the old man is just a small person in the Heavenly Court, he has to say that his spirit-gathering array is really beautiful.

Zhang Ling turned his head and said to his ghost disciples: "From now on, all of you have to come here to practice and improve your cultivation as soon as possible. Only in this way can we be sure to rescue Cheng Ping, understand?"

"Understood!" Those disciples replied to Zhang Ling loudly, the voice was extremely high-pitched and resonant.

Looking at the disciples who filed into the spirit-gathering array, Zhang Ling smiled happily: "Let's go, old man, let's go drink!"

Zhou Deng is a guy who is addicted to alcohol. As soon as Zhang Ling filled a glass of fairy wine for him, he couldn't wait to drink it up, and then said with a satisfied face: "Good wine, good wine!"

As he spoke, he picked up the flagon and began to drink for himself. After a few glasses of wine, Zhou Deng began to talk more, and chatted with Zhang Ling in a rambling manner. Zhang Ling didn't speak but just smiled. Listening to the gossip in the sky.

After a while, Zhou Deng drank the whole pot of fairy wine. Zhang Ling looked at the drunk Zhou Deng and said casually: "Oh, I am really struggling now, and I don't even have a helper. The monks in the mortal world dare not even produce this fairy weapon, it is really miserable!"

Zhou Deng must have been drunk, he slapped the table and stood up and said: "If you dare to go against Shaojun, you are going against me Zhou Deng, you wait for me, Shaojun, and find someone to deal with those bastards! "

After speaking, he took out his phone and rummaged through it, and soon he dialed a number and said inarticulately: "Hello! I'm Zhou Deng, and I told your disciples and grandchildren that Master Chang Tian is in trouble. They quickly get it done... well, I'll send you the photo and address right now, er, that's it!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Deng stood up a little shaky, raised his phone, took a photo of Zhang Ling with a click and sent it along with his address, then hiccupped and said, "Young Master, it's done. "

Zhang Ling was very surprised to see Zhou Deng calling. The meaning of his call seemed to be looking for help in this world. Could it be that the fairy world and the lower world are still connected?Thinking of this, he hastily took out another bottle of fairy wine and filled it up for Zhou Deng, saying, "Old man, I didn't realize that, your way of life is quite wild, who is this?"

Zhou Deng drank another three or two cups, and the drunkenness in his eyes became stronger. He chuckled twice and said, "Nothing, they are all small characters who can't make it to the stage. After ascending to the fairy world, they still think about the lower world. My disciples, they can’t go down to the lower world if they are not listed in the immortal class, so let me give something to their disciples and grandchildren in the lower world... Hiccup!"

Zhang Ling couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect the situation in the sky and the earth to be so complicated. The monks in the mortal world rely on the seniors who ascended to the immortal world to "pay money and guns" to increase their ascension rate, while those immortals who failed to enter the immortal class Relying on those disciples who ascended from the lower realms to increase their influence in the fairy world, they did not expect that in the past 500 years, the fairy world also began to form cliques, which were no different from the mortal world.

From this point of view, he really underestimated this little feat of running errands. Although he is a lowly immortal, he can communicate with the upper and lower realms, which cannot be underestimated.

After making a plan in his mind, Zhang Ling continued to drink wine for Zhou Deng, and only counted it as the little old man's inability to wake up from drinking. Watching Zhou Deng who was snoring loudly, Zhang Ling walked out of the small building in the middle of the lake. Looking at the first batch of disciples he cultivated in the world in front of the spirit formation, he felt a sense of accomplishment spontaneously.

In the past, in Heaven, he was just a prodigal son who played games in the fairy world. He could do whatever he wanted, regardless of the consequences. In the worst case, he would yell: My father is Emperor Donghua, who dares to touch me!

But now he is just an ordinary person with a mortal body. Even if his father provided him with unlimited resources, it would be beyond his reach if something happened. The power to protect himself and the people he cares about in this world.

Zhang Ling once again looked at the nine phantoms in the gathering spirit array, then pinched the formula and left Jinghuashuiyue. When he just returned to his den, the doorbell rang, and Zhang Ling said to himself in surprise : "These people are really efficient, and they sent people here as soon as they got in touch!"

Zhang Ling walked quickly to the door and opened it, only to find that it was not Zhou Deng's helper standing outside, but Yuan Zhen!

But at this moment, Yuan Zhen looked depressed. Before Zhang Ling could speak, he sighed and said, "Oh, I seem to have gotten into trouble!"

(End of this chapter)