Speed ​​through the cultivation of immortality!

With the Xuanhuang Merit Tower, Xuandu Temple might not be able to attack well enough, but its defense has been fully strengthened, making it invincible.

But it is certainly impossible for him to stay in the mountain for the rest of his life.

I am the Great Emperor of Antarctica, who should I be afraid of?

"Master, I'm going to the Heavenly Demon Sect. I've never heard of anyone becoming an immortal by practicing in seclusion. Besides, you've been very caring towards me, so I can't be a waste of spiritual stones without making any contribution to the temple."

The abbot patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

"Good boy."

Ji Changsheng shook his head and said, "This is what I should do. If I am only good at fighting inside but not outside, I would be nothing but a useless bully. It is not worth your effort to cultivate me. Your expectations of me are more than this. I also hope to live up to your expectations and develop the Tianmo Sect into a branch of Xuandu Temple."

Ji Changsheng always thought of himself as a grateful person.

He had no gratitude towards the Demonic Cult because the people from the Cult had always wanted to kill him, and of course he would not just sit there and do nothing.

But after arriving at Xuandu Temple, Li Changxi and the temple master gave him real protection.

The grievances and grievances are clear, and it is the husband who did it.

"Disciple has only a few questions now. First, can Old Demon Yu protect me?" Ji Changsheng asked.

This is very important.

The master nodded: "In the past thousand years, the cultivation world has been dominated by yin and yang. First, Madam Bai Gu dominated the world, and then Senior Sister came out of nowhere. But after Senior Sister ascended to heaven, Yu Lao Mo has become the best in the world. This is basically recognized."

Ji Changsheng realized the value of Yu Lao Mo.

So he was a little puzzled: "Couldn't Fairy Linglong kill Old Demon Yu before ascending?"

The temple master explained, "Of course he can be killed, but the one who started it will have no descendants. If Senior Sister dares to do this, after she leaves, the next number one in the world will come from another sect. How will the disciples of Xuandu Temple cope with it? There is no eternal number one in the world, but the major immortal sects are always there."

"I understand." Ji Changsheng nodded and asked his next question: "Can the "Painted Skin of the Yin Corpse" really deceive Yu Lao Mo?"

Ji Changsheng had naturally realized the plans of the temple master and Fairy Linglong.

The master of the temple chuckled and said, "The core point of this plan is not how ingenious the plan is, but just one thing."

"what?"

"The person who forged your identity was my senior sister. She is invincible!"

The master's tone and eyes revealed absolute confidence and admiration: "Senior Sister has never been the smartest person in the world, but her cultivation is enough to conquer the world!"

Ji Changsheng blinked and found something wrong.

But he didn't dare to say.

The master of the temple continued: "It makes me angry."

"Ah?" Ji Changsheng looked puzzled.

The temple master explained: "Creating the illusion of angering me and then being driven off the mountain by me will be more conducive to your subsequent contact with Yu Lao Mo."

Ji Changsheng thought that it was you who asked, so he asked decisively, "Master, are you secretly in love with Fairy Linglong?"

"..."

boom!

Ji Changsheng was knocked away directly.

At the same time, the temple master's roar was heard by others: "You bastard, you are rude and disrespectful, get off the mountain now!"

At the same time, Ji Changsheng heard the voice of the temple master: "Yu Lao Mo's people should be at the foot of the mountain now. They may contact you at any time. You should act accordingly."

……

Half a day later.

Outside the mountain gate of Xuandu Temple.

Li Changxi was bidding farewell to Ji Changsheng reluctantly.

"Junior brother, how did you offend the abbot? Why is he so angry?" Li Changxi was a little curious.

She always thought that the master had a good temper.

Ji Changsheng shrugged and said, "I asked the master if he had a crush on Fairy Linglong, and then he got angry."

Li Changxi: "...How dare you ask such a question? No wonder the master is angry."

Ji Changsheng complained: "Why can't you ask this? The temple master is also a coward. If you like Senior Sister, just say it directly. What's the big deal? Just like I like Senior Sister, I just say I like her openly."

"what?"

Li Changxi was a little confused.

"Junior brother, do you like me?"

Ji Changsheng calmly began to flatter her: "Senior Sister, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? You are a natural beauty, gentle and kind, isn't it normal for me to like you?"

Li Changxi's pretty face was a little reddish.

"Junior brother, if you can speak, please speak more."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

well.

This answer is very Li Changxi.

Fortunately, Ji Changsheng was able to keep up.

He simply copied a poem.

"Senior sister, in fact, I have been thinking about you for the past two days since I went down the mountain, and I wrote a poem specially for you."

"Wrote a poem for me?"

Li Changxi quietly used the sound amplification spell.

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

I wonder who will say that I have mental problems in the future.

My junior fellow apprentice, the reincarnation of the Great Emperor of the South Pole, was impressed by my charm and even wrote a poem for me.

"Read it to me."

Li Changxi pretended to be reserved, but she was actually looking forward to it.

Ji Changsheng did not disappoint him.

"The clouds think of clothes, the flowers think of face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold and the dew is thick.

If we hadn’t met on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace.”

It would be a waste not to copy the poems of the Immortal Poet.

Moreover, this poem is very suitable for Li Changxi, considering her mental condition and her own experience.

really.

Li Changxi's eyes narrowed as she smiled.

"Oh my, although your poem only describes a fraction of my stunning beauty, I still accept it with reluctance."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

broken.

Although copying poems is a powerful tool for picking up girls, its effectiveness is greatly reduced when the girl you want to pick up is mentally ill.

Ji Changsheng felt a little regretful.

I feel like I wasted a big killer.

If I had known this earlier, I would have left it to Fairy Linglong or Saint Hehuan.

But something happened that he didn't expect.

He copied poems in order to pick up girls, but he didn't pick up any girls, but picked up a man.

The poem he recited to Li Changxi, with the blessing of a certain bloodline master named Li who did not want to reveal his name, spread throughout Xuandu Temple.

At this time, the Master of Danqing Pavilion and Qinglian Sword Immortal had not left yet.

The Green Lotus Sword Immortal pondered for a long time, but still couldn't figure out where he had sown the seeds, so he wanted to deny it.

"Brother, there may be a misunderstanding. This Ji Changsheng and I have nothing to do with..."

Before the Green Lotus Sword Immortal could finish his words, he heard Ji Changsheng reciting "Qingping Diao".

Then he slapped his thigh and said firmly: "Brother, you are right, Ji Changsheng is indeed my child."

The head of Danqing Pavilion: “?”

The Green Lotus Sword Immortal explained earnestly, "Who else but me could give birth to such a talented scholar? It must be right!"

Without waiting for the Danqing Pavilion Master to speak, the Qinglian Sword Immortal disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of Ji Changsheng and said sincerely: "Changsheng, I am your father!"

Ji Changsheng was startled and his first reaction was that the old devil Yu had arrived.

Li Changxi was also startled, and said solemnly: "I didn't expect that the Green Lotus Sword Immortal was actually the reincarnation of Yuanshi Tianwang. I am so sorry for my disrespect!"

Qinglian Sword Immortal: “?”

Chapter 64 Pattern

Ji Changsheng was frightened by the Green Lotus Sword Immortal at first, thinking that it was the old demon Yu who came.

The abbot had already shown him the appearance of Yu Lao Mo, and he also saw Qinglian Sword Immortal standing next to the leader of Danqing Pavilion just now.

But isn’t it normal for a big shot like Yu Lao Mo to have several hidden identities?

Before he could recover from the shock given to him by the Green Lotus Sword Immortal, he heard Li Changxi's words.

Then Ji Changsheng and Qinglian Sword Immortal were so frightened by Li Changxi that their legs went limp.

Everyone was chatting in a friendly manner, what does it mean that you suddenly dragged Yuanshi Tianwang into this?

Can we still have fun?

That’s Yuanshi Tianwang.

A saint at the top of the food chain.

For a big shot of Yuanshi Tianwang's level, although it is possible that he does not care, if he does care, he will most likely sense that someone in the lower realm is talking about him.

One could even say that he was trying to scam Him.

Then...what if Yuanshi Tianwang gets angry?

Li Changxi, how do you manage to always mention Yuanshi Tianwang?

The Green Lotus Sword Immortal was even weaker than Ji Changsheng. He instantly felt his gentlemanly character being bent and he almost knelt down before the psychopath Li Changxi.

Even the sword master couldn't withstand the verbal attack from the mentally ill man.

"Changxi, what are you crazy about?" The Green Lotus Sword Immortal lowered his voice and said, "I am Li Qinglian, don't you recognize me?"

Although his Li is not the same Li as Li Changxi's Li, as one of the five great sword immortals in the world, the name of Qinglian Sword Immortal is very famous throughout the world.

In fact, being able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Fairy Linglong in a certain field already proves the other party's unrivaled status in the world.

Li Changxi looked at the Green Lotus Sword Immortal seriously for a few times, and said uncertainly: "I do know you, but I used to think you were just a low-end scumbag. Now I may have to get to know you again."

Li Qinglian: "..."

There's really no need to get to know me again.

For the first time, Li Qinglian felt that it was good to be a scumbag.

As long as he has nothing to do with Yuanshi Tianwang, he will accept it even if you call him a turtle.

A swordsman has his own character—provided he doesn't meet a mentally ill person or a saint.

"Most people wouldn't dare to touch upon my junior brother's background." Li Changxi said this very seriously: "How dare you say that you are my junior brother's father? Are you really the reincarnation of Yuanshi Tianwang? If so, it can be explained. It makes sense that Yuanshi Tianwang hides more than my junior brother and I. Heavenly King, has something big happened in heaven? Is a saint really going to fall?"

Li Qinglian's face was full of question marks.