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Ling Xian returned to his yard and began to think of a way to become a teacher of Chen Ming.

Suddenly an old voice sounded beside him, "Do you want to worship that person?"

Ling Xian looked beside him and found an old man in black clothes, half of his hair and half of his hair, but the old man was as illusory as a soul.

Ling Xian looked at the old man's face and appearance, and suddenly remembered the portrait of his ancestor, "You are my ancestor of Ling!"

The old man smiled and nodded, saying, "Yes, I am your ancestor, but my fairy body has been damaged. I can only maintain my existence by absorbing your magic power from the ring in your hand."

Ling Xian said: "Then when I broke through to the realm of enlightenment, you also absorbed my magic power."

The old man nodded and said, "Not bad."

Ling Xian knew that it was his ancestor who had harmed him to be like this now, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering, "Ancestor, you have harmed me so miserably."

The old man smiled and said, "What do you know? Although the skills you practiced before are considered good skills on the entire continent, they are not worth mentioning in the realm of immortals. Only the Taoist scriptures are the right way!"

"I once became an immortal body and ascended to the fairy world. I saw someone killing immortals with his transcendent realm. And that person practiced the Taoist scriptures."

Ling Xian was happy and said, "Since my ancestor wants me to practice Taoism, may my ancestor teach me Taoism?"

The old man smiled confidently and said, "Of course, no!"

What neither of them noticed was that a pitch-black crow fell on the windowsill at this time.

Ling Xian said: "Then ancestor, you still want me to practice the Taoist scripture."

The old man said: "The way of heaven is fair. If you want to get rewards, you need to make efforts. With my understanding, I cannot understand all the Taoist scriptures at all, but with your understanding, it may not be impossible, it just takes a little time."

Ling Xianxi said happily: "Then my understanding, how long does it take to comprehend the Taoist Sutra."

The old man glanced at Ling Xian and said, "With your understanding, it will take two or three hundred years."

Ling Xian's face suddenly became bitter, "It means that I have died of old age before I can cultivate myself..."

The old man waved his hand and said, "Otherwise, don't you have a better master?"

Ling Xian thought of the scene where Chen Ming practiced the Taoist scriptures, "Old Ancestor, are you talking about the demon king next to him?"

The old man smiled and said, "He is not a demon king, but a person. No, it should be said that he is an immortal and a reincarnation immortal."

Ling Xian said in surprise: "Immortal, Reincarnation Immortal? What realm is that?"

The old man said: "The immortals have already seized the creation of heaven and earth in one body, and only exist in legends. However, in front of the immortal reincarnation, the immortals are as small as ants. Only the existence of the peak of the Immortal King can be called the immortal reincarnation. At their realm, sentient beings are like ants, the heaven and earth are just ephemerals, and the years are just blinking. If they want to be stronger, they need to walk the path of cultivation again and understand the great way between heaven and earth. If I am not wrong, the existence you have seen should be a immortal reincarnation. I didn't expect that when I was alive, I had never seen the immortal body, and I had not even seen the portrait or footprints. Now after I die, I have seen a true immortal reincarnation!"

Ling Xian's little mouth opened slightly. He never expected that the demon king he had seen would be such a majestic and indescribable existence!

"Then how could I get into his eyes? The gap here is immeasurable! And my Taoist Palace is broken, how can I embark on the path of cultivation again?"

The old man reached out and patted Ling Xian's head. His body was illusory and he didn't take it. He smiled awkwardly, and then said, "Chi'er, why are you so stupid? You have mastered the great power of heaven and earth so much. How can you care about talent? They accept disciples and see their nature. Only with sincerity can you get into his eyes. Moreover, this journey of the Immortal Reincarnation is to understand the great way of heaven and earth, and to experience the warmth and warmth of human feelings in person. You may not have no chance."

Ling Xian's eyes gradually became firmer, "No matter how difficult it is, I will take him as my teacher and embark on the path of cultivation again!"

Chen Ming waved his wings and returned to his palace. He became a reincarnation immortal for no reason. The immortal's brain ability is really a waste of time if he doesn't write novels!

However, the old man in the ring, I like this setting!

The next morning, the sky was a little gloomy. Chen Ming looked at the thick lead clouds and it was about to snow. I wonder if Zhuo Qingyao, the little girl, would be frozen, eat well, sleep well, and miss my pit. Alas, parents just have to worry about these things.

I just had nothing to do today, and I had to wait for this little guy Ling Xian to come to become a disciple. I had to find some activities to kill time. I got the cards out recently when I was bored, and it instantly became popular all over the mountain. This is much more interesting than dice. Big monsters of all sizes can play. I decided so happily, let’s find Xiong Daxiong Er to fight the landlord! Chen Ming pushed open the door, but saw Ling Xian kneeling in front of the door, his eyelids tremble slightly, "What are you doing kneeling here?"

Ling Xian remembered the warning from the ancestor. The most taboo thing about the Reincarnation Immortal who was walking on earth and realized the world was that others pointed out his identity, and hurriedly said: "Ling Xian, I want to worship the Demon King as my teacher! Please accept the disciples!"

As the saying goes, what you can't get is always in agitation, what you get is too easy will definitely not cherish, and Chen Ming will not agree directly. Naturally, he wants to fill up his "Reincarnation Immortal"!

He glanced at Ling Xian and said, "Is it useful to kneel down? I won't accept you as my disciple. Since you like to kneel down, then kneel down."

Chen Ming called Xiong Daxiong Er and a fire rose in the hall. The three of them started fighting against the landlords. Chen Ming has been itchy recently and hasn't played fighting against the landlords for a long time. He has reminiscent of the meaning of the past days. After getting started, he had a lot of fun with Xiong Daxiong Er.

The door was not closed, and from time to time, Ling Xian was kneeling at the door. Three hours passed, the sky became darker and darker, the wind was bitter, and snowflakes floated in the sky. Xiong Daxiong Er glanced at Ling Xian, "Mystery King, is the frozen meat delicious?"

Chen Ming said in confusion: "You two fools ask what you are doing?"

Xiong Da pointed to Ling Xian at the door, Chen Ming glanced at Ling Xian for a moment, confirmed that he had given the deepest look in his life, and then said: "He likes to kneel at the door, let him kneel."

This time, the Landlord played for three days. Chen Ming won and lost, but he didn't lose much. Moreover, he played so little, so he was a drop in the bucket.

Between the world, it was covered with silver, and suddenly it was a white world. Heavy snow stood on tiptoeing more than a foot high on the ground. Ling Xian, who was kneeling at the door, had been frozen into a snowman. He was just the first level of the Wendao Realm, and he had not even arrived yet. He was not very different from mortals. Moreover, he was a young man. His body had lost consciousness and I was about to die.

However, his eyes were still firm when he looked at Chen Ming, as if there were flames burning in his pupils.

But now, the flame was about to go out, because he could feel that he was already confused, he was about to lose consciousness, and he was about to die.

At this time, a black feather suddenly appeared in his eyes, followed by a robe made of black feathers, and a misty voice came from his ears, "From today, you will be my second disciple!"
Chapter completed!