Become An Ancestor In Immortal Cultivation World

"Dad, I want to go too." Nangong Aotian said solemnly; "I have been in the palace for so long that I almost forgot what the world looks like outside."

Nangong Hong looked hesitant and looked at Lin Sheng: "What do you think, nephew?"

"It doesn't matter."

Lin Sheng smiled slightly and looked at Nangong Aotian: "You can go if you want. It's also good to go out for more walks."

Nangong Aotian grinned: "Don't worry, brother, I know your fighting skills are great, but I'm not bad either, so I won't hold you back."

"Hehehe, my dear brother has said so."

Nangong Hong nodded when he saw this: "Okay, Tian'er, you have to remember, be careful in everything and think twice before you act."

"Don't worry, Dad."

Nangong Aotian smiled. As a Foundation Building overhaul, he was already close to the ceiling in the Immortal Cultivation World.

Looking at Nangong Aotian's confident expression, Nangong Hong was a little worried, and his eyes indicated: "Come with me, I have some instructions for you."

Nangong Aotian frowned slightly, glanced at Lin Sheng, and followed Nangong Hong's footsteps out of the palace.

Lin Sheng was deep in thought, wondering what Nangong Hong was up to, so he patted the sleeping Spirit Fire Toad on his shoulder. The latter was shocked by the blow.

"Quack quack?"

"Sneak up and listen to what they are saying."

"Quack quack quack."

The Spirit Fire Toad nodded solemnly, jumped to the ground, and disappeared outside the palace gate.

Lin Sheng smiled slightly. This is the advantage of the Spirit Beast. Even if it is discovered, it can still pretend not to know and save face.

If the consciousness is discovered, it will be more embarrassing, and there will be no steps to go down.

. . .

"Dad, what do you want to tell me?"

In the garden, Nangong Aotian looked puzzled. Could it be that it was so mysterious and important?

Nangong Hong's consciousness enveloped the garden, and his expression was gloomy: "Do you know that Lin Sheng is a demon?"

Nangong Aotian nodded slightly: "I know, dad, didn't you tell me about this? Is there something wrong?"

"This man has committed many heinous crimes in Qi State. If you have a heart-to-heart relationship with him, be careful not to fall into his trap."

"Haha, does dad treat me like a three-year-old child? Doesn't he know the difference between right and wrong?"

Nangong Aotian shook his head: "So what if you are a demon? The leader of the alliance is just a demon. Why don't you lead the Nine Star Alliance? Dad, you are too worried."

Nangong Hong sighed slightly: "As a father, I want you to pay more attention and be more cautious. You don't know that the path to immortality is dangerous. This person..."

"Okay, the kid knows."

Nangong Aotian looked impatient and turned around to leave.

Nangong Hong frowned slightly and was about to stop drinking when his heart moved and he said in a concentrated voice: "You must not take him to see Miss Hongxia."

"Why?"

Hearing Hongxia's name, Nangong Aotian was stunned and turned around.

"This Lin Sheng is not only a devil, but also a lustful devil. If you let him see Hongxia's beauty, you will have no chance."

"No way?" Nangong Aotian looked hesitant, and Lin Sheng looked gentle and elegant, not like a lecherous devil.

"You don't believe what your father says?"

Nangong Hong smiled slightly, glanced at the pond, and turned to leave: "That's all, this Lin Sheng's acting style is much more direct than you. If you don't believe it, you will swallow the bitter pill yourself."

Watching Nangong Hong's figure go away, Nangong Aotian's eyes flickered, thoughtfully.

In the pond, a toad slowly sank underwater.

. . .

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack..."

On the table, the Spirit Fire Toad was drooling, gesticulating wildly with its claws, and its big eyes were full of pride.

‘This Nangong Hong is quite interesting. He loves his son so much. Are you afraid that I will trick Nangong Aotian? ’

Lin Sheng touched his chin: "Have you been discovered?"

As soon as these words came out, the Spirit Fire Toad's endless croaking stopped, and the proud look in his big eyes disappeared.

"Looking at your expression, you must have been discovered."

The Spirit Fire Toad nodded, and then shook his head: "Guaguagua."

"Only discovered by Nangong Hong?"

"Quack quack quack."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Quack quack quack."

"Have you looked at the pond?"

Lin Sheng was thoughtful. Since Nangong Hong had discovered the Spiritual Fire Toad, what he said was interesting. Did he say Hongxia's name on purpose?

‘You want to lure me to grab Hongxia and arouse Nangong Aotian’s vigilance? ’

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng smiled hoarsely: "Haha, you underestimate me. What kind of beauty have I not seen?"

"..."

"That's all, take some time to see what this Hongxia girl looks like."

. . .

night.

Lin Sheng knocked on the door of Nangong Aotian's bedroom.

"Brother, what's the matter so late? Are you going to hunt monsters now?"

Nangong Aotian looked puzzled and glanced at the energetic Spirit Fire Toad on Lin Sheng's shoulder.

Lin Sheng smiled slightly: "No, tonight is not about hunting monsters, but about hunting for beauty."

"Hunting for beauty?" Nangong Aotian looked surprised.

"Quack, quack, quack?" Linghuo Toad's face was full of doubts, and there was a trace of confusion in his big eyes.

"Let's go, I told you on the way."

After saying this, Lin Sheng walked away with his sword.

Nangong Aotian was thoughtful and quickly followed with his sword.

The two flew side by side, looking at the brightly lit Fangshi on the coast in the distance. Lin Sheng grinned: "I wonder if there is a love industry in Xingdao Fangshi today?"

"Love industry?"

Nangong Aotian looked slightly stunned, looking at Lin Sheng's ambiguous smile, thinking of Nangong Hong's words, he suddenly realized.

"Of course there is, but I've never been there."

Lin Sheng looked playful: "Brother, I will take you for a walk today. Practicing every day is boring, and it is necessary to cultivate your sentiments appropriately."

"This...isn't good." Nangong Aotian showed hesitation.

"oh?"

Lin Sheng was slightly surprised: "My virtuous brother is not close to women?"

Nangong Aotian shook his head: "Primordial Yang's body is still there, I don't like ordinary rouge and powder."

"I see, it doesn't matter, let's go and have a look. I don't know how the beauty of the female cultivators on Tianxing Island compares to the female cultivators in Dongzhou."

As they spoke, the two fell into Fangshi. Although Tianxing Island was closed to air, no one cared about them.

No matter what world we are in, the privileged class is always superior to others.

Lin Sheng glanced at the mortals around him, saw the awe in their eyes, smiled slightly, and ignored them.

There was some excitement in Nangong Aotian's eyes. Except for passing through Fangshi when he went from the tribe to the palace, this was his second time here.

Lin Sheng glanced at Nangong Aotian and said with a smile: "My dear brother, if you want to walk on the path of immortality, you need to change your name even if you don't want to change your appearance. This way, you can stay out of trouble even if there is a tie between cause and effect."

Nangong Hongtian nodded slightly: "This matter makes sense, what is your name?"

"Yun Tianba."

"What a good name." Nangong Aotian nodded slightly; "Then let me call you Yun Aotian."

Lin Sheng looked surprised: "Yun Aotian? You might as well call me Long Aotian."

"The name Long Aotian is too ostentatious." Nangong Aotian shook his head and refused.

"Swaggering? Now that we're out to play, how can we still call it play if we don't show off?"

Lin Sheng casually picked up the steamed buns in the steamer at the street stall and took a bite, then threw them away: "It's salty and not delicious."

The stall owner is a man in his forties or fifties, with mana fluctuations in his body. He is a monk, but his realm is not high. He is in the early stage of Qi Refining.

At this time, he looked so flustered that he caught the steamed bun he had taken a bite of, put it into his arms solemnly, then picked up two sweet steamed buns and chased after Lin Sheng.

"Senior, this steamed bun is sweet, please try it."

"Hey, you have a bright future."

Lin Sheng grinned, took the steamed buns, and threw one to Nangong Aotian: "You have a taste."

Nangong Aotian took a bite and nodded: "The taste is okay. Is it made from flour ground from Lingmai?"

The stall owner had a flattering smile on his face and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, senior guessed it right away."

Nangong Aotian smiled slightly and looked at Lin Sheng, his eyes falling on the steamed bun in his hand: "Why don't you eat it?"

"I don't like steamed buns." Lin Sheng smiled and handed the steamed buns to the Spirit Fire Toad on his shoulder.

"Quack quack quack."

The Spirit Fire Toad shook its head repeatedly, obviously it didn't like eating it either.

Lin Sheng casually threw the steamed buns to Nangong Aotian: "If you think it tastes good, then just eat it all."

‘You don’t like to eat steamed buns? ’

Nangong Aotian was speechless and looked at the stall owner aside: "Actually, I don't like steamed buns either."

The stall owner waved his hands repeatedly: "It's okay, senior, if you don't want to eat it, just throw it away, but can you give me the steamed bun that you took a bite of?"

"Huh? What do you want these steamed buns for?" Nangong Aotian looked puzzled and handed over both steamed buns.

"I want to keep it as a family heirloom." The stall owner grinned, not embarrassed at all; "The two seniors can take a bite of this steamed bun, which is a blessing that the juniors have cultivated for several lifetimes."

Nangong Aotian looked surprised when he heard this, and looked at Lin Sheng subconsciously.

"What are you looking at me for? If you eat his steamed buns, you'll pay me."

"No, no, no, no money." The stall owner waved his hand repeatedly.

"No money? That's good. Let's go."

Lin Sheng turned around and left. Nangong Aotian hesitated, took out a Low Grade spirit stone and threw it to the stall owner, keeping up with Lin Sheng's pace.

"Two seniors, walk slowly." The stall owner looked excited and took the spirit stone into his arms.

. . .

"He would really regard that steamed bun as a family heirloom?" Nangong Aotian looked curious.

Lin Sheng looked at the goods on the surrounding stalls with great interest: "Brother Xian, when we first met, I thought you were a well-read and handsome young man, but now it seems..."

"How does it look now?" Nangong Aotian looked confused.

"The contrast is too great. Either you were faking it before, or you are faking it now."

Lin Sheng shook his head: "It seems you don't trust me."

"Brother, you are overthinking it. I am who I am, and it remains the same from beginning to end."

Nangong Aotian looked solemn: "That stall owner just now really treats steamed buns as family heirlooms?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

Lin Sheng smiled and glanced at Nangong Aotian: "His words are either complimenting you and expecting you to give him some spiritual stones."

"Either I really plan to keep it as a family heirloom, and if something bad happens one day, I'll bring the steamed buns to ask for help."

"When the time comes he really comes with steamed buns, will you save him?"

"I should be able to save him." Nangong Aotian looked hesitant; "You also took a bite of the steamed bun, will you save me?"

"I definitely won't save you."

"Why?"

Lin Sheng grinned: "Because I am a devil."