Immortality begins with contemplation

The immortal in the room clearly couldn’t bear to lose face and wanted to let himself take the lead!

Thinking of the generous rewards from Zhenbei Palace, the young man's heart became restless. As long as he completes this order, he may have a chance to rise in this life!

Thinking of this, the young man's eyes instantly became firm. In order to confirm his inner thoughts, he saluted heavily towards the closed door, "Please don't worry, Immortal, I will definitely bring the words to you!"

The room was still silent.

No answer is the best answer. After saying that, the boy left firmly, like a butterfly about to break out of its cocoon.

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In the room, Chu Mian subconsciously tapped the table with his fingers and raised his eyes slightly. From the moment the boy said 'Guangyin Xianren', he made a decision: not to go as a 'disciple of Haoran Sect'.
According to previous speculations, the Haoran Sect has a high probability of being targeted. The so-called hospitality to the Haoran Sect immortals is probably just a big hole dug by some forces for the Haoran Sect, waiting for people to jump into it.

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As for the authorities, Chu Mian didn't know what kind of attraction it was that made Liu Wenjin go to Zhenbei Palace without hesitation, but for the sake of his own life, he would not take risks in this capacity.

Anyway, in Liu Wenjin's mind, she had already left. But who would have thought that after changing his appearance, he would kill another one in return?

Chu Mian's disguise only changed his appearance and figure. The biggest reliance on being able to act according to the plan is still the "Turtle Breathing Technique" visualized from the old turtle.

Change your own aura and try to restrain your usual habits. Even if Liu Wenjin is in person, she might not be able to recognize her if no one reminds her.

A very simple routine, but very practical. In order to confirm his identity as a 'wild cultivator', Chu Mian also made many changes to his personality.

[Simply because I have never experienced severe beatings in the world of immortality, and I am just a wild boy. After suddenly becoming rich, I became arrogant, rude, and arrogant. I thought that I had already set foot on the path of immortality. When I was looking for a way to escape, I couldn't help but

He takes the secular world seriously, but he still wants to put on a show in front of others to make up for the frustration he felt when he was down.]

Basically, this is the mentality.

The night was slightly cool, and the wind blew off the green leaves on the branches. Crickets danced in the gaps between the flowers and rocks, chanting and singing, as if the bustling and hustle and bustle of the day were separated, and they turned into two worlds in the blink of an eye.

"Boom! Boom!"

"The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of fire!"

"Dong dong!——Dong!"

"Beware of thieves and thefts, close the doors and windows... The big ghosts and the little ghosts are sitting in a row~it's safe and sound!"

In the city under curfew, the melodious chants of watchmen penetrated the night sky, carrying the power of concentration and concentration, echoing in thousands of households until they gradually dissipated in the streets and alleys.

In the increasingly quiet corridor of the restaurant, trivial footsteps sounded at some point, and the wooden floor, which had been in disrepair for a long time, groaned under the weight.

"Are you sure this is here?"

"Mr. Wang, even if you give me ten thousand courages, I won't dare to lie to you!"

"You know the truth."

After a deliberately low-key conversation, there was finally a gentle knock on Chu Mian's door.

"May I ask if the Immortal Chief is here? The old servant is from the Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, and is the general manager of the internal affairs. My prince has always admired the immortal cultivators very much. It just so happened that the day after tomorrow, at the time of You, the prince invited all the immortals to serve as a guest of the Haoran Sect.

The immortal is receiving the wind and washing away the dust. The old servant came late at night, but he learned that there was an immortal here to show his sage. He did not dare to delay, and took the liberty of intruding and inviting me. I wonder if he might be able to gain half of the immortal's face and condescend to participate in this grand event?"

As soon as he said this, he knew whether it was true or not. It not only gave Chu Mian enough face, but also did not lower the style of the palace. Being able to become the head of internal affairs really has a lot of skills.

In fact, Chu Mian was already prepared to act like a coward in front of mortals, but being treated like this undoubtedly saved him a lot of trouble.

This is the comfort of dealing with smart people, but having said that, in this world, those who can sit in this position must be those who have cultivated the seven orifices and exquisite heart. On the premise of not involving interests, who can compete with each other?

They know how to behave.

"Bang!"

The door opened to both sides and hit the wall, as if a huge stone was knocking on everyone's heart. A solitary lamp flickered with uncertain light, reflecting on Chu Mian's face that had become vicissitudes of life, sinister and cold and arrogant.<

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The slightly raised chin and sparse stubble showed his indulgence; the slightly open mind, the chest full of protective hair, told his uninhibitedness; the cold eyes looked down at the people outside the door with disdain

, lips as thin as cicada wings opened slightly, and his voice revealed a hint of dissatisfaction, "Why don't the King of Zhenbei come in person?"

Isn’t it time to get angry?

Manager Wang seemed to be choked by these words. He controlled the twitching of his face and saluted: "Your Majesty wanted to greet the Immortal in person, but he needed to accompany him in the palace. In desperation, he had to entrust this important matter to the old servant.

, I have given you many warnings, and I have asked the old servant to ask the Immortal to not blame you, and I hope you will forgive me."

It’s not that you don’t want to, but you really can’t. It sounds nice, but it also points out in a subtle way that if you want the prince to come personally, you are not qualified.

Manager Wang was extremely humble and unspeakably humble.

Time seemed to have stagnated. Chu Mian stared at the other person without saying a word. After a long time, he snorted coldly and rolled his sleeves and said: "In that case, the poor Taoist will go with you to the palace to see if the person from the Haoran Sect is tall."

Got three eyes!"

When the words were spoken, Chu Mian had already arrived in front of Manager Wang. Her eyes were as high as the sky. She didn't even look at him and just walked forward. "Why don't you lead the way!"

"Follow the orders of the Immortal."

Manager Wang was so angry that he glared at the boy who dared not speak. His eyes seemed to say, 'If the other person is really capable, then that's it. If he is just a charlatan, haha...'
On the streets of Yongxin City, except for Chu Mian and his party, not a single person could be seen. In a city with a curfew, whenever night comes, they always seem to turn into ghosts. The cold wind blows the leaves and swirls on the ground.

The sight is full of desolation.

On the way to the palace, Manager Wang was testing Chu Mian's tone of voice both inside and outside his words, trying to get him to show off his skills, but Chu Mian ignored him at all. When he was annoyed by the questions, he immediately yelled, "Stop it."

Arouse your curiosity, Pindao’s strength is not something a little person like you can test.”

Manager Wang was angered, but he still maintained a respectful smile, secretly thinking, 'Where did this pretender come from?!'

Look at who gave you a slap! If it weren’t for the prince’s grand plan, I would have slapped you to death sooner or later!