Why do they always think that I am the hidden immortal emperor?

"Well, the two sisters are quarreling again. It seems to be the third time today."

Chi Ling lay on Chen Lian's shoulder, looking a little excited in his eyes as the two people were so noisy that they were about to start fighting.

Chen Lian touched Chi Ling's little head and watched the two of them arguing.

The relationship between these two people is actually very good, but they are just unwilling to admit it to each other. Everyone understands.

An Yunyi, who was sitting aside and immersed in cooking, and the two sword spirits Xuan Shang and Sheng Yong, who were competing with chopsticks, ignored these two people.

Just like Chi Ling said.

This is already the third time today.

got used to.

"Ah, the master is here!"

The Peach Blossom Demon was the first to spot Ye Jiu, and she immediately threw away Fenghua and rushed towards him. Fenghua also wanted to go over, but her feet were tied up by the branches summoned by the Peach Blossom Demon and she couldn't move, so she could only watch her pounce. He entered the master's arms and complained.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Master, Sister Fenghua bullied me~ She once again complained about the fact that she transformed before me. Uuuuuuu, I am such a useless goblin. I made Master wait for so long... oops..."

Ye Jiu stretched out his hand and hit her on the top of her head, rubbed it again, and then said: "Okay, okay, you have said this three times in the past two days. I can feel my ears getting calloused. I know you two We have a good relationship, so you don’t have to remind me all the time, okay, everyone is here, let’s eat.”

"I, I don't have a good relationship with that annoying guy. I, I..."

The peach blossom demon puffed up her mouth, and a blush appeared on her face. It was obvious that Ye Jiu had hit the mark.

Sikong Yue didn't care about that. She stopped Xiao Bai on the ground, ran to the dining table with a smile, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

"Wow! That's great. It's really perfect to eat hot food in a place like this. Is this what mortals call a sense of contrast? It's really great."

Sikong Yue's silly words made people smile.

Really, an immortal king has been trained by Ye Jiu into a cute creature. I don’t know if it’s good or bad?

Ye Jiu also fell down. Peach Blossom Demon, who was holding his arm, looked at Fenghua provocatively, secretly released the restraints at her feet, and then sat back down.

"Humph, what do you think? I'd better run faster."

Fenghua gritted her teeth, snorted and ignored her.

to be frank.

She has been teased by the peach blossom demon several times.

I don't know why, but she couldn't get over her, as if she was born with restraint.

Even the illusion that he was proud of was completely ineffective against the peach blossom demon.

After the first use failed, she was depressed for a long time before she recovered.

Ye Jiu ignored the two people's play. He had been hungry for a long time.

If it wasn't for the lazy guy Sikong Yue, he wouldn't want to leave.

After all, the main ingredient of this hot pot meal is a piece of beef obtained from the system.

Ten pounds of beef, the taste can be said to have reached the peak of the cattle race.

Use half for hot pot and the other half for barbecue, perfect division.

And today’s task is to barbecue and eat hot pot, which can be said to be killing two birds with one stone.

If you think about it carefully, this system is already very easy to use. The mission rewards from time to time are all delicious ingredients. These things are much better than those armors that don't look good at all.

Chapter 322: Iron Meng Sect

The immortal cultivators in Zhongzhou are always in a state of shock recently.

For some unknown reason, many talented and powerful people who had never had names appeared one after another.

As if there was some kind of signal, letting them devour each other.

One force after another was born, and one force after another was destroyed.

The sects of cultivating immortals from the lower to the middle and upper levels can simply be described as changing with each passing day.

And those sects that have been driven out will naturally look for some areas that no one cares about in the past as the foothold of their sects.

And unfortunately.

A small sect named Tiemeng Sect came to the foot of Yunshan Mountain.

Their sect leader was only a physical cultivator in the middle stage of the Anti-Void Realm. The entire sect was seized by a black sword cultivator who didn't know his cultivation level. Less than 100 of them were left and fled here.

"Sect Master, do we really want to rebuild the sect here? This place seems to be a bit evil..."

"What's so evil? Isn't it just that thunder often falls? I will become an immortal sooner or later. The thunder is just a physical exercise, so what can I do?"

The leader of the clan, Xiao Tie, looked resolute, but his words were so arrogant, which showed that he had an ordinary character.

The disciple next to him hesitated for a moment, looked at the villagers who were secretly observing them not far away, and said in a low voice: "It's better to be safe. I just secretly searched for the soul of a mortal. It seems that a monk has been here, but that I can’t see clearly what the monk looks like, and the monk has been here not too long. This is definitely not normal. Is that person also on Yunshan? Otherwise, we..."

"What are we? The monk who is alone is probably a casual cultivator. There is nothing to be afraid of."

As he said this, Xiao Tie's mind suddenly thought of the black-clothed sword cultivator who easily slaughtered hundreds of people from the sect, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"No, but what you said makes sense. It's right to be careful. Let's let these mortals lead people up the mountain to see if there is anything on the mountain. If there are no others, this Yunshan Mountain will be the territory of our Tiemeng Sect. , such a remote location, the mountain will be closed for a hundred years, when the time is right and my cultivation level increases, there will still be a place for the Iron Meng Sect in Zhongzhou."

Xiao Tie's eyes shone with a light of confidence, although the disciple beside him didn't understand where his confidence came from.

But he didn't say anything.

Zhongzhou has changed and is completely different from before.

In the past, various sects may have had friction with each other, but unless they were forced to do so, everyone would only compete in secret, or use some underhanded tactics.

But now, those unknown strong men who appeared inexplicably did not listen to other people's words at all, and they took action to kill.

This sudden change is something that a small sect like them, whose leader has no abilities and no strong people behind them, cannot adapt to.

Being able to get a glimmer of hope and barely survive is just a matter of luck.

It's not just them.

Even the big sects are unable to adapt.

And they can't help it. The beginning of things is not now, but a longer time ago.

From that day when there was no contact with the fairy world, everything changed.

If you are unable to adapt to the current of this era, it will only be a matter of time before you die under this current.

The disciples of the Tiemeng Sect showed their hands to the ignorant villagers and soon frightened them into not wanting to resist.

But after telling them that they wanted to take people up the mountain, the villagers looked at each other, and no one dared to say that they could go up the mountain.

The disciples of the Iron Manganese Sect thought that these mortals were perverting themselves and others, and when they wanted to teach these guys a lesson, the village chief stood up tremblingly.

"Da, Daxian, we really can't go up the mountain. The road on the mountain used to be easy to say. We could barely go to the forest to hunt and pick mushrooms. But since a few months ago, the last immortal came After here, we can't go up to Yunshan Mountain. The road there has completely changed for some reason. The maps we have drawn for generations are no longer useful. Now only strong young people can go up the mountain, my child. Women don’t dare to go up there for fear of getting lost.”

This news reached the ears of the eldest disciple, who frowned and told Xiao Tie again.

"Why does this sound like a phantom formation? Is it possible that the monk is still on the mountain?"

"This... I can only send someone up to take a look. If there are really monks up there, we won't be able to stay here in Yunshan. Sect Master, how about changing to another place?"

The eldest disciple looked at his sect master tentatively, and Xiao Tie also hesitated.

If it were in the past, he was just a casual cultivator, and he would not have any hesitation. After all, there are no well-known strong people among casual cultivators.

But now...

Times have changed.

There are really too many mysterious and powerful people among casual cultivators.

The image of the sword cultivator in black kept flashing in Xiao Tie's mind. He gritted his teeth and punched the ground. The ground cracked into a pattern like a spider web.

"Why go? The spiritual power of this place is not that strong. How can a strong person come to this place? Even if it is a casual cultivator, there are so many undiscovered famous mountains and monuments in Zhongzhou. Why come here? I conclude that the mountain The monk's cultivation level will never exceed Nascent Soul, so he sent people up the mountain to take these villagers with him to explore the way."

Seeing that Xiao Tie had made up his mind, the eldest disciple stopped talking and led his men to control the villagers.

"Everyone, our Tiemeng Sect wants to select a location for the new sect here, and we need your help. If someone can take us up the mountain and find the location we like, our Tiemeng Sect is willing to build a new sect in the village every three years. We provide some quotas for joining the sect, and I hope you can take advantage of them."

As soon as this statement came out, the people in the village started an uproar.

A quota to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect?

Is it possible to become such a beautiful immortal?

Even if they are not good enough, if one of their descendants can become a great immortal, it will be regarded as smoke rising from the ancestral grave.

A smile appeared on the corner of the disciple's mouth. The Tiemeng Sect didn't have many people at the moment and needed to supplement them. These nearest villagers were the best choice.

And they must be very interested in cultivating immortals. As long as they are willing to help on such a condition that there is no loss at all, why not do it?

In the crowd, a slovenly, dull-eyed young man heard that he had joined the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and the brilliance in his eyes completely changed into that of a human being.

This young man was none other than the young man who led Ye Jiu that day. He was called Ergou by the people in the village.

Ever since he separated from Ye Jiu that day, he had wanted to break the wooden sword all the time, but he couldn't do it no matter what method he used.

Over time, he also gave up.

It's just that the wooden sword was like a thorn in his heart. If he couldn't pull it out as a mortal, what if he became an immortal cultivator?

"Me! I will take you up the mountain! I know the mountain very well!"

Ergou pushed his way to the front, stood in front of the eldest disciple, and tried his best to say:

"Furthermore, I was asked by the great immortal who came earlier than you to lead me a short way. I am definitely the one who is most familiar with the road up the mountain! Everyone, fellow immortals, I can definitely do it!"

Ergou's self-recommendation made the eldest disciple take a look at him.

Ordinary mortals without any spiritual roots in their bodies are ordinary people who cannot cultivate immortality in this life.

He is so active because he just wants to join the Iron Meng Sect, so let him join.

A mortal, working as a handyman, will turn into loess after a few decades. It is really easy to handle.

"Okay, since you said you are familiar with the way up the mountain, then please ask this little brother to take me up the mountain. Others don't have to worry. You all have to take our monks up the mountain from everywhere. As long as you can find a good place, believe me , the door of Iron Manganese Sect is open for you."

"it is good!!"

The crowd cheered.

They completely don't understand that the so-called Kaikai is just serving the immortal cultivators as servants like slaves.

An ordinary small village.

There are only a few people with spiritual roots.

Ergou led the monks from the Iron Manganese Sect to the only way up the mountain.

Looking at the dark mountains and forests in front of him, he felt a little scared.

After Ye Jiu left that day, the forest completely changed. Not long ago, Wang Laoliu from next door went into the forest to hunt. When he was found, there was only a white bone left, and a gorgeous and beautiful flower on the bone. Ephemeral flowers.

Anyone who touches the flower will turn into bones in an instant, which is really scary.

When he was young, he went into the mountains and forests all day long, and he was more familiar with it than at home.

But now we can only rely on experience.

"This, this is the road leading to the mountain. It used to be a very wide road, but now it has become like this. No, it is still barely walkable for a while. Come with me, immortals."

The two dogs took the lead and got into the forest.

The eldest disciple gave a look to the other Iron Manganese monks beside him. They also walked into the forest and opened their heavenly eyes, but they did not find any magic marks of the magic array.

"Elder brother, I didn't find it."

"Didn't find it? How could it be? Could it be that those mortals lied? This forest has not changed at all?"

He glanced at Ergou, who was trying to distinguish his position, and gradually clenched his fists, but finally let them go.

"No, these mortals don't dare to lie to us. It may be that the monks who released the illusory formation are very accomplished and we didn't notice it. You should be careful and let the mortals walk in front and don't risk your own life, you hear me?"

The Iron Manganese monks looked touched and even said: "It's better for you, senior brother. If senior brother had a cultivation level as strong as the master, we would have stopped using that bastard long ago."

"Yeah, if he hadn't insisted on angering that black-clothed sword cultivator, we wouldn't have ended up like this. Damn it, it's all his fault."

The eldest disciple was very pleased with these words, but he just smiled, waved his hands and said: "Okay, okay, what are you talking about? I don't agree to arrange it like this, Master, but forget it this time, after all, we have It’s really miserable.”

"Thank you big brother!"