Fantasy: Return of the Disciple, Starting with Recruiting the Demon Clan Empress

For those who cultivate immortality, nine years is just a fleeting time.

In these nine years, no one in the Tiandao Immortal Palace has slacked off at all.

Even Pavilion Master Chen worked hard and even slept in person every day... very hard!

For nine years, the eldest disciple Leng Yanran, apart from occasionally eating with her master, has been sitting cross-legged under the Enlightenment tea tree to practice.

Second disciple Li Yourong couldn't help but be greedy when he was practicing. He went to the East China Sea to catch some sea monsters and asked Aunt Lan to help cook them.

After ascension, life has indeed improved. Not only does it live in the Tiandao Immortal Palace, which is more suitable for cultivation, but even eating seafood is much more convenient!

In just nine years, there have been few ferocious beasts from the Sea Clan that have developed spiritual intelligence in the hundreds of miles around this island. All we know is that there is a little devil on this island who is looking for friends from the Sea Clan, but he only makes friends with them. My friends’ sea tribe brothers, they have never been seen again!

As for the young disciple Dongfang Han, in addition to immersing himself in cultivation, he would also pretend to be tired and go back to his room to rest while his master was soaking in the Lingchi Hall, and asked his master for help in making up lessons.

The effect of making up lessons is also very good, and the breakthrough is faster than studying hard!

Chen Daoxuan was lying leisurely on the wicker chair. Naturally, his favorite small pavilion and enlightenment wicker chair were indispensable in this Tiandao Immortal Palace.

Seeing the disciples practicing hard, Pavilion Master Chen was also very satisfied.

"View personal panel."

Chen Daoxuan thought silently in his heart, and a light blue transparent panel appeared in front of him.

[Host: Chen Daoxuan. 】

[Realm: First Level of Heavenly Immortal Realm (95000/1 billion). 】

[Kung Fu: Chaos Demon Art, Chaos...]

[Physique: Innate Hongmeng Taoist body. 】

[Talent: Hongmeng. 】

[Origin point: 232000000. 】

[Disciples: Leng Yanran (the third level of the Tribulation Realm), Li Yourong (the ninth level of the Tianmen Realm), Dongfang Han (the fourth level of the Tianmen Realm). 】

In the past nine years, his realm progress has been slowly increasing. Although the growth is not very fast, it is still the origin point that he picked up for free.

As for the reason, it is naturally that the power of faith brought by the Saint Master statues in the lower realm has been transformed into its own strength through the system.

Chen Daoxuan was originally a little confused about this matter, and asked Tongzi, what would happen if everyone in the Tianxuan world no longer believed in the Saint Master's statue in the future, whether it would cause a regression in cultivation or cause other side effects.

The system's answer is very affirmative. After the system transformation, the power of faith no longer exists, and has been turned into pure energy to improve the host's cultivation. There will be no side effects, even if the statue of the Holy Master is broken. There is no impact at all.

With Tongzi's guarantee, Pavilion Master Chen naturally no longer worries.

In the past nine years, Chen Daoxuan also exchanged many heavenly materials and earthly treasures for his disciples, and the rewards they received when they broke through the great realm were distributed to each of them.

However, his origin points not only did not decrease, but actually increased.

There are two main reasons for this. First, as the disciples' realms get higher and higher, each breakthrough brings more Origin Points.

The second reason is the contribution of the second disciple Li Yourong. Those great villains of the sea clan are also worth a lot of Origin Points...

On this day, the three disciples slowly woke up from their cultivation.

"Master."

"Nine years are up, should we set off?"

The three of them came to the master and Leng Yanran asked.

In this Immortal Martial Competition, the three of them have already planned to win all the top three, so that the fame of Master and Tiandao Immortal Palace will spread throughout the Fallen Immortal World!

"No hurries."

"It's the best thing in the world to eat. Elder Lan has already gone to prepare the meal."

"Only when you have enough food can you have the strength to fight."

Chen Daoxuan waved casually, got up and walked towards the small pavilion.

"right!"

"Master is right, only when you have eaten enough can you have the strength to fight!"

Li Yourong's eyes lit up, he nodded repeatedly, and trotted behind his master.

Leng Yanran and Dongfang Han naturally had no objections, but it was just an Immortal Martial Arts Conference. It was said to be an Immortal Martial Arts Conference, but in fact it was only attended by the younger generation, who must not be over five hundred years old.

In this way, even if the participants are geniuses who have fallen into the immortal world, their realm will not be much higher. At most, they can only be personal immortals. I am afraid that the earthly immortals will come to an end, right?

"Master, please go help serve the food!"

After everyone was seated, Li Yourong happily headed towards the cooking hall.

After a while, Aunt Lan returned with food.

Halfway through the meal, Chen Daoxuan put down his bowl and chopsticks after tasting a few mouthfuls. Xiao Chacha quickly poured a pot of Wu Dao tea for his master.

"We'll leave after dinner later."

"Do you have confidence in this Immortal Martial Arts Conference?"

Chen Daoxuan Qingmin took a sip of enlightenment tea, looked at the three disciples and asked casually.

Leng Yanran also put down the bowl and chopsticks early, and only tasted it briefly. When she heard the master's words, she immediately clasped her hands seriously and said: "Disciple will never let the master be embarrassed!"

"Woo, Gudu, um... hiccup——"

"Disciple, disciple also has confidence!"

Li Yourong hurriedly swallowed the food in his mouth, and before he could take a breath, he spoke out.

"Hehe, if this disciple wants to become the greatest swordsman in the world, he will naturally not lose!"

"But...disciple has a request."

Dongfang Han narrowed his eyes and smiled and said with the same confidence.

"But it doesn't matter. Whatever cards you need, I will arrange them for you."

"But this Immortal Martial Arts Conference has a master present, you just need to perform normally."

Chen Daoxuan smiled and nodded.

"No, the disciple doesn't mean to ask for a trump card."

"At the beginning, the master set up magical power restrictions on the disciples' spiritual platforms. Some of them were passively triggered. The disciples wanted the master to temporarily seal them."

"Since you want to become the number one swordsman and the leader of the sword, the disciple must rely on his own strength to defeat his opponent, rather than relying on the trump card given by the master!"

Dongfang Han shook his head repeatedly and spoke seriously.

"Disciple also asked Master to help temporarily close the restriction."

When Leng Yanran heard this, she stood up and cupped her hands.

"Uh...The disciple also seconded the proposal."

Upon seeing this, Li Yourong stood up and cupped his hands in front of his master.

"Yes, it's a good idea to have such an idea. I support you as a teacher."

"In this case, I will temporarily seal the forbidden magical powers in your spiritual platform."

Chen Daoxuan was slightly surprised when he heard his disciple's request, and then nodded with admiration.

He raised his hand and pointed at the three spiritual platforms, and then temporarily sealed the restrictions on magical powers that had been left before.

Anyway, since he is here in person, there won't be any surprises, so that's fine.

"Master, we've finished eating. Is it time to leave?"

Dongfang Han looked very interested.

"Don't be in a hurry. Exercising right after eating will inevitably hurt your body. Take a nap first to recuperate your spirit."

Chen Daoxuan waved his hand and said so, he lay down on the wicker chair of enlightenment, squinted his eyes and fell asleep, not caring about the Immortal Martial Arts Conference at all.