The devil kills the god

586 Master Zhuang Accepts His Apprentices

But after thinking about it, Lin Zongbing shook his head again.

Although there are quite a few immortals who enter the imperial city, they will usually be verified at the gate of the city, so they will be invited to the Zunxian Pavilion. The logo of Asgard, which is said to be in this imperial city, cannot be removed.

But Xiao Fan didn't have any logo on him!

"Bullying people is so motivating, and no one cares about it, it seems that the emperor is also a stupid guy!" Xiao Fan sighed.

"You...you dare to insult the current Holy One?" Zongbing Lin replied fiercely, but suddenly remembered that he was restrained by Xiao Fan, and couldn't help feeling weak again.

"What are you daring or not?" Xiao Fan raised his lips, "Stop talking nonsense, get the hell out, I'm not in the mood to waste time with you scum!"

Saying that, Xiao Fan shook his wrist, and the burly Zongbing Lin was thrown ten feet away by him, and fell heavily to the ground!

"Master Chief Soldier!" The frightened soldiers next to him quickly stepped forward to help President Lin up.

As for Pingrong, he was so frightened that he hid aside like a quail and shivered.

Even a master like Lin Zongbing ended up like this, his heart was extremely heavy, he was kicked on the iron plate this time!

"Get out! If I see you bullying others like this again, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!" Xiao Fan sternly shouted.

He was tired of it, he felt awe-inspiring, and only wanted to protect Qiao Yuan until the end of the imperial examination, and then enlighten him to become a fairy.Then find a way to mix into the circle of immortal cultivators in the imperial city, and find out more about the Nine Rides Immortal Palace.

The group of soldiers retreated like hell.

This time, Pingrong didn't dare to speak harshly anymore.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the typical style of this group of guys.

After a stick of incense, in the majestic Prince Ping Mansion, Prince Ping's study, Ping Rong was telling his father how he was bullied with snot and tears.

Prince Ping is a strong man in his early sixties.

Although he is over half a hundred years old, his complexion is ruddy, his eyes are bright, and his two temples are bulging high. It can be seen that he is from the Lian family.

"You said...a master like Zongbing Lin can't pass a round in his hands?" Twirling his beard, Prince Ping asked in surprise.

"That's right, it's not human at all!" Ping Rong nodded.

"Could it be...a man among immortals?" A trace of worry flashed in Prince Ping's eyes.

"Definitely not, he doesn't have the logo of Asgard!" Ping Rong shook his head and said.

"Oh? That's strange..." Prince Ping lightly tapped the table with his fingers, and thought deeply: "How can an ordinary Lianjiazi have such skills? And...he is so young..."

"As for who he is, wouldn't the old man know who he is after going to have a look in person?" While speaking, the door curtain was lifted, and an old man walked out from the inner room of the study.

This old man has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a thin body, but he has the aura of a bone fairy, his eyes are dimly lit, and there is a cloud of pale white mist faintly on the top of his head.

"Oh? Master Zhuang, do you really plan to go there in person?" Prince Ping quickly got up and bowed deeply to the old man.

"Hmm... If the old man's guess is correct, if the person you are talking about just now is not an immortal cultivator, then he must be a person with excellent bone meridians and has unimaginable potential for immortal cultivation!" Master Zhuang nodded and said.

"If this is the case, the old man will definitely keep him under the door. If possible, one day if this son can reach the quasi-immortal level and enter the outer gate of the fairy palace, then the future of the old man will be limitless!"

"It turns out that Master Zhuang has a vision!" Prince Ping nodded and said.

"Wait for the old man to go and have a look!" Master Zhuang said as he raised his foot and took a step, his figure disappeared into the study in an instant.

"It's really... really worthy of being one of the gods, who comes and goes without a trace, and envies me!" Prince Ping sighed and shook his head, "It's a pity that my Ping family doesn't have any qualified people, so I can't join Master Zhuang's family." Fayan!"

Who is Master Zhuang?

One of the guardians of the palace.

That is to say, apart from the outer disciples of Jiujixian Palace, this group of priests has the highest status, followed by the emperor!

And this Master Zhuang, as one of the offerings, is naturally full of arrogance.

It's just that, in this life, he is doomed to only hang out in the dynasties of mortals.

He has practiced for nearly ten thousand years, and his cultivation is only in the realm of Emperor Shengzun.

You know, in a place like the Immortal World, if an immortal cultivator fails to reach the peak of the spiritual realm within 100 years, he is a waste!

If you can't reach the peak of the holy stage within 1000 years, it's also a waste!

If you can't reach the peak of the Emperor Realm within 1 years, it's a complete waste!

However, it is such a top-notch trash who always has the illusion that one day he will be able to get the benefits of Jiuzhaixian Palace, so that he will soar into the sky!

So he thought hard, and finally came up with a method, which is to find a mortal with excellent aptitude, lead him to practice, and then let him enter the Nine Immortal Palace. Then, as a master, he can also reap the benefits isn't it?

Just when Master Zhuang came to the inn where Xiao Fan was staying, Xiao Fan was lazily lying on the window basking in the sun.

Xiao Fan was so boring that he really didn't know what to do.

His elemental avatar does not need to be cultivated, and in order not to reveal his identity, in this imperial city, any means of immortal cultivators cannot be used.

So he couldn't even do alchemy refining, which he usually likes to kill time, what else could he do besides basking in the sun?

Qiao Yuan next door has been studying hard, almost reaching the state of ecstasy. He just turned a deaf ear to the outside world and only read sage books.

Suddenly, Xiao Fan closed his eyes slightly, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

How could Master Zhuang's arrival be hidden from him?

But Xiao Fan didn't care, he just pretended not to know, and continued to close his eyes and meditate.

"Oh? Could it be...that's the one who can't make it?" Master Zhuang hid his figure in the air, stared at Xiao Fan for a moment, then couldn't help but rubbed the beard on his chin and said to himself: "Hmm...you need to know more about it. !"

As he spoke, he lowered his figure and walked into the inn.

"Sir, do you want to stay in the shop?" The fat shopkeeper rushed out to greet him, but he saw a gold medal hanging on Master Zhuang's waist at a glance, his whole body trembled, and he quickly fell to his knees, not daring to take a breath. The whole body trembled.

This waist card is a symbol of status in the imperial city of Jiulan.

People from the Jiuzhaixian Palace will basically not show up in the imperial city, even if they are outer disciples.

Therefore, these priests, in the hearts of the common people, are the supreme beings in the imperial city, not to mention them, even the emperor would salute and greet these priests and dare not neglect them.

"Okay, get up, I'm here for business, so don't be too polite!" Master Zhuang said lightly, then raised his legs and walked towards the second floor.

Before arriving at the door of Xiao Fan's room, he was about to push the door directly to enter, but he hesitated for a moment, and knocked on the door lightly.

On the left and right sides of the door, Xiao Fan looked at Master Zhuang very puzzled: "What's the matter, Your Excellency?"

"Hehe, it's nothing, I just heard that there is a young man with great skills living here, so I came here to pay a visit!" Master Zhuang said with a smile.

"Oh? What's the point of visiting here? Could it be that Your Excellency is also interested in having a discussion with Xiao?" Xiao Fan said with understanding and pretending to be confused.

"Competition? With the old man? Hehehe, interesting boy!" Master Zhuang shook his head, and immediately raised his hand to grab Xiao Fan's wrist.

Xiao Fan did not dodge either, allowing the opponent to clasp his wrist.

The moment he took a breath, Master Zhuang let go of his hand, and the gaze he looked at Xiao Fan suddenly became extremely strange, as if he was looking at a rare treasure!

"What are you doing?" Xiao Fan was very dissatisfied.

"It's nothing, nothing, excuse me for being abrupt! I wonder if I can let the old man come in?" Master Zhuang was very excited. After he had checked Xiao Fan's physique just now, he found that Xiao Fan's body, whether it was the meridians or the soul, had all It is extremely powerful, and it can even be said to far exceed the limit that ordinary people can possess.

But these were all pretended by Xiao Fan on purpose.

Master Zhuang was let into the room by Xiao Fan, and after he sat down on a rattan chair, he didn't talk nonsense, and directly stated his intention of coming to the point.

"What? You want to take me as an apprentice?" Xiao Fan was stunned.

"Exactly, how many people dream of becoming a fairy, shedding the stinky skin of an ordinary person, possessing the power to overturn mountains and seas, and a long lifespan!" Master Zhuang nodded.

"Forget it, I'm not interested in this!" Xiao Fan rolled his eyelids and refused.

"Uh...why what? No matter how many people ask for such a good thing, it's just because they don't have enough celestial fate, and their own aptitude is limited!" Master Zhuang said quickly: "However, the old man just probed your meridians, it's simply It is a millennium... no, a rare immortal cultivator in ten thousand years! If you add the old man's guidance, your achievements in the future must be limitless, and you can even far surpass the old man and enter the supreme fairy palace!"

"If you live so long, what do you need so much strength for? If you live for decades, happiness is enough, and that's enough. If you live too much, you'll get tired of it!" Xiao Fan waved his hand, this sentence is his truth.

Although he has cultivated immortality for a relatively short time so far, 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 an entire hour of painstaking efforts, Xiao Fan finally compromised, but he made several demands.

First: You must wait until the scientific examination is over.

Second: Never bow down to others and give big gifts.

Third: have a certain degree of freedom, and cannot force yourself to do things you don't like to do.

Although Master Zhuang was unhappy, he couldn't bear to part with Xiao Fan's 'uncut' jade, so he had to agree and vowed with his soul that he would never violate it.

"Hey, if that's the case, then master, disciple Xiao Fei is very polite!" Xiao Fan pretended to sigh with difficulty, then clasped his hands and gestured to finish the job.

Master Zhuang smiled wryly and nodded, but could only endure it.

But Xiao Fan already had a plan in mind...