Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

"No, we won't!" The four elders of the Black and White Palace were even more dejected. They only remembered to cover their faces with their sleeves and replied repeatedly.

Such a shameful and well-behaved appearance, compared with the arrogance of these six people when they came, one is down and the other is in the sky. The Lord of Tianxing City was quite relieved to see this.

"Looking at how arrogant they were just now, we should let them have a taste of kneeling down and begging for mercy!"

"You're right, that's how it should be!"

When the mysterious old man saw that they were all obedient, he nodded with satisfaction. At least they won't disturb the main mansion of Tianxing City or Fang Lin in a short time. This is his purpose.

"Well, remember what you said today. Let's go!"

"Yes, senior!"

Mu Tianhe, Shangguan Hongyun and others dared to hesitate, but they did not dare to be rude. After bowing, they reluctantly moved their bodies and left in the aircraft, quickly disappearing into the sky.

The same was true for the four elders of the Black and White Hall. They all bent down and said respectfully: "Farewell, Grandmaster, and retire!"

Then the four people turned into black shadows and quickly disappeared into the sky.

The sky was clear again in Tianxing City, and everyone was extremely happy. Finally, their eyes of reverence were focused on the mysterious old man.

Fang Lin felt relaxed and happy at this moment, looking at this scene with great yearning. It’s right to become a disciple.

"Brother, I'm a little late!"

"Brother!"

When Chu Xiaotian saw it was him, he laughed happily and covered his painful chest.

Chu Feng was even more surprised. He rushed over and grabbed Fang Lin's clothes to confirm that it was true.

"Fang Lin, it's really you, you're okay!"

Fang Lin was suddenly embarrassed because his clothes were burned by the Qilin Fire while practicing the Hell Flame Exercise, and he was anxious to save others just now, so he only wore a robe. Once caught by her, he will definitely be exposed.

Fang Lin took a step forward and avoided Chu Feng's hand.

"Yes, I'm fine!"

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br\u003e "Woo-hoo, that's great, it's really great. If you were a little late, you wouldn't be able to see my father and daughter."

Chu Feng cried with joy, but did not want to be so embarrassed in front of Fang Lin, so she knelt down and wiped her face, giving up grabbing Fang Lin's clothes.

Fang Lin escaped the disaster and felt much more relaxed.

"Master Fang is back! Master Fang is fine. There is hope for our City Lord's Mansion."

Mr. Bai, Mr. Meng, and Wei Feng were all overjoyed, and felt extremely lucky in their hearts. But at the same time, they also noticed that it was not enough for Fang Lin and the mysterious old man to solve the crisis in the City Lord's Mansion today.

And Fang Lin was not an ignorant person. After greeting everyone and appeasing them for a while, he turned around and bowed down.

"Master, my disciple Fang Lin from the Xianwu Academy in Xianwucheng wants to pay my respects to the master!"

Fang Lin worked diligently and meticulously to complete the apprenticeship ceremony of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times.

"Okay, okay! Disciple, please get up. This is the apprenticeship ceremony given to you by your master!"

The mysterious old man's brows were filled with joy, which made him fearless. As he spoke, he reached into his sleeves and rummaged around, and finally succeeded in taking out something.

"Master, I see that you are a natural swordsman and a master of swordsmanship, so I will give you a sword!"

A blue long sword appeared in the hands of the mysterious old man.

As soon as the sword came out, Fang Lin immediately felt all the sword gates in the storage ring shake, and they all worshiped.

Qingshuangjian even let out a terrified scream, "Greetings, boss, don't be angry, don't scare me!"

"What kind of sword is this?"

Infinite expectations immediately appeared in Fang Lin's heart.

"Thank you Master!"

Fang Lin stood up to take the sword, and suddenly felt a majestic force passing through the meridians of his right hand.

Directly connected to his brain, heart, and Dantian, it made him feel extremely powerful and satisfied, as if he was waving his arms.

However, then this force seemed to dissipate like a tide, and he felt as if he was wielding iron, and he was immediately discouraged.

"Why is it so sudden?"

"Haha." The mysterious old man was amused, stroking his beard, his eyes far away, as if he was lost in memories.

"This sword is called the Immortal Killing Sword. If you want to be recognized as its owner, you need to prove it yourself."

"What? You need to prove yourself when you get the first gift! This sword is really bad-tempered, so I don't want it."

Fang Lin suddenly felt a half-serious dislike for it. In fact, from the first moment he saw the sword, he felt that he was destined to it.

And Fang Lin is confident that no matter what sword comes into his hands, he will eventually be convinced.

"Immortal-killing sword?" .??.

Chu Xiaotian, who had just stood up with the help of Chu Feng and Bai Lao, looked horrified when he heard this.

But Chu Xiaotian immediately shook his head and murmured: "Impossible, this is impossible!"

After saying this, Chu Xiaotian looked at the mysterious old man in horror and admiration, but hesitated to speak.

"Senior, is he the legendary holder of the Immortal Slaying Sword, Immortal Wuyou?"

The mysterious old man was slightly surprised, "Have you ever heard of my name?"

"Senior used his own power to kill the ancient demons in the realm of true immortals and save the people of the world. Such a just thing, an upright noble man, I have been fascinated by it for a long time and I dare not forget it!"

Chu Xiaotian's expression suddenly became solemn, he bowed his hands and said loudly.

When Chu Feng and others saw him, they all bowed down and knelt down. For a while, only Fang Lin and the mysterious old man were left standing in the city lord's mansion.

Fang Lin was immediately surprised. Chu Xiaotian, who was proud of his integrity, was so fascinated. Who is his master? \u003c

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He couldn't help but look at Immortal Wuyou and ask with his eyes, "Master?"

Immortal Wuyou sighed, and fell into the memory of the past. He sighed for a long time and said: "The past is unbearable to look back on. What happened back then was not what I wanted. And the person who died under the Immortal Killing Sword was not an ancient demon, but an ancient demon. The name is true."

Fang Lin noticed that Immortal Wuyou actually shed a tear when he said this.

A strong man never sheds tears, let alone in public, unless he is truly sad.

Of course Fang Lin would not poke people's hearts, he immediately smiled, cupped his hands and said:

"Master, my disciple has just become a disciple, but this task will definitely not disappoint the master!"

Such a playful smile dispelled the worry-free immortal's sadness.

Immortal Wuyou came back to his senses, a little embarrassed about the tears just now, and looked at him as if he was looking at others through him.

"When you said this, you didn't know the price you would pay. If one day you resent Master for this, that's right. So, do you still want to take on that mission?"

"It's so dangerous, Fang Lin!"

Chu Feng was shocked. Although he knew that Immortal Wuyou was a strong man and that Fang Lin would definitely make rapid progress as a disciple, he still didn't want Fang Lin to agree.

"Brother, think twice!"

Chu Xiaotian was also greatly surprised. Even the Immortal Wuyou himself found it very difficult. Should he really entrust Fang Lin with a task?

However, Chu Xiaotian had just accepted Immortal Wuyou's kindness and knew his name, so he did not dare to refuse easily.

But he and Fang Lin had already forged a deep brotherhood, so how could he see him entering an uncertain future.

Immortal Wuyou said nothing and only looked at Fang Lin quietly.

“Of course, life is complete only when it has challenges!”

Fang Lin smiled slightly and nodded unceremoniously in agreement.