MTL - I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World-Chapter 360 Apprenticeship

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There was a cry of an eagle in the sky.

Yang Xuan heard the warning and looked to the ground, a group of demon wolves were chasing and killing the woman.

The spiritual light on the woman's body shone, and she blocked the monster wolf several times, and fled in the mountains in embarrassment.

"The wolf cub of Brother Nine's family doesn't know the rules. If you let Qingyun Temple know that you ate people, you will definitely be kicked out of Qingyun Mountain!"

Yang Xuan whistled, and the golden eagle immediately swooped down.

The wolves sensed the aura of the big monster, they didn't care about chasing and killing the woman, and ran away howling.

Yang Xuan sat cross-legged on the eagle's back and said, "Girl, there are many monsters in the mountains, you'd better leave quickly."

Knowing that the monk's face does not reveal his age, Yang Si bowed and said: "My parents live in the mountains, can the immortal master wait for the younger generation to pass by?"

Yang Xuan asked, "Who are your parents?"

"Yang Jin, Zhao Yao!"

"..."

After a while.

The golden eagle landed in the courtyard, Yang Xuan jumped down and shouted loudly.

"Father, mother, look who is coming!"

Zhao Yao came out of the house, saw Yang Si stunned for a long time, and burst into tears. When she left back then, she was still a young girl, but in the blink of an eye she had already turned into a middle-aged woman.

"Sisi!"

"Mother."

Yang Si rushed over and hugged Zhao Yao, so many years have passed, and the years have not left any traces on her mother's face.

The two hugged each other, unknowingly thinking that Yang Si was the elder.

At this moment, Yang Jin also came out and patted his daughter on the shoulder, expressing his father's love like a mountain without saying a word.

Yang Xuan touched his head with a smile. Even though he had never met his sister, he could feel the closeness in his blood.

After a while.

Zhao Yao restrained her mind and asked, "Sisi, what are you doing in Qingyun Mountain? Why didn't Xuan'er come with you?"

"Brother was caught by the devil! Uuuuuuuu......"

Every time Yang Si thinks of his elder brother, who delayed the devil in every possible way, and now he doesn't know what kind of torture he is suffering, he can't help crying bitterly.

"what happened?"

Yang Jin's brows were erected, Jindan Zhenjun is already considered a powerful party in the world of cultivating immortals.

Yang Si sobbed and said, "A demon came from the north of Songxiang County. He called himself the Scarlet Soul Demon Lord, and he kidnapped people to practice evil skills from time to time. A few days ago, he set his sights on the Yang family and wanted to draw the souls of my brother and me... ..."

"The Scarlet Soul Lord!"

Yang Jin snorted coldly, and said: "Yao'er is so good at taking care of Sisi, I'll go meet the devil, and I will definitely rescue Xuan'er."

"My husband, be careful."

Zhao Yao said: "Since the heavens govern China, there are few monsters and ghosts. The only ones that remain have backgrounds. Remember to be careful when fighting!"

Yang Jin nodded slightly, turned into a light and flew towards Songxiang County.

An hour later.

Three hundred miles north of Songxiang County, Chihun Mountain, a ray of light swept across the sky.

Yang Jin stood on the top of the cloud, his eyes were shining with spiritual light, he couldn't see through the restriction of the mountain protection formation, and eager to save his son, he urged the magic weapon to fight over.

Weng!

The formation manifested out of thin air, and the pitch-black demonic energy soared into the sky.

"Ji Jie Jie..."

A piercing laugh came out, the billowing demonic energy turned into a grimace that covered the sky, and the mouth opened like thunder: "I thought the trap failed, but I never thought you would throw yourself into the trap, but unfortunately only one came!"

Sensing the terrifying power, Yang Jin's suppressing mana was not working smoothly, and he said in amazement, "Who are you?"

The grimace said: "My lord, Wu Wang!"

Yang Jin said silently: "Poverty Dao has no grievances or enmities with you, why do you keep chasing and plotting?"

If it is said that he coveted Zhao Yao's physique before, it is understandable to send his disciples to hunt him down, but after decades, the mere Golden Core cultivator actually let the ghosts and gods hide their names and bother to calculate.

"This seat is just following orders."

Wuwang opened his mouth and swallowed Yang Jin, and then Daheng Dynasty flew away.

 …

Qingyun Mountain.

Zhao Yao waited for several days, and couldn't help feeling worried.

I was considering whether to investigate in Songxiang County, but I never thought about waiting for the land of Qingyun Mountain to change into an ordinary monk to visit.

The land **** was timid, not even daring to control the light, for fear of attracting the attention of the demon saint.

Zhao Yao asked her children to go back to the house, and said in a cold voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Your Majesty pays respects to the Princess."

The land **** bowed and saluted, flatteringly said: "Your Majesty is ordered to invite the princess to go home. How can there be a **** in this barren mountain to make the capital prosperous!"

Zhao Yao gritted her teeth and asked, "Where is my husband?"

The God of Earth said, "My son-in-law is waiting for the princess in Kyoto."

Zhao Yao asked again: "Where is Xuan'er?"

"Yang Xuan has already entered reincarnation when he encountered a demon doing evil."

The God of Earth said in pity: "The demon has already been killed, and his soul has been scattered. Heaven has avenged the princess!"

Zhao Yao was stunned for a long time, the hairpin on her head turned into several feet long and smashed on the head of the Earth God.

Qingyun Mountain's land location is sensitive, and it has always been low-ranked and high-ranked, and its cultivation has reached the Nascent Soul realm. The aura of body protection has manifested, and it is easy to resist the hairpin, and said with a smile.

"Princess, don't be angry, the son-in-law is still alive!"

"Kill my son, do you still want me to submit?"

Zhao Yao's eyes were red, she waved dozens of thunder lights, and a simple jade ruyi flew out of the storage bag. There was no aura shining, but ripples appeared in the void.

"The lower official is just a messenger, the princess can take care of herself."

The **** brush of the land disappeared, only the lingering voice remained: "After all...you still have sons and daughters!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yao collapsed on the ground powerlessly, with tears in her eyes.

Yang Xuan and Yang Si, who heard the crying, hurried out to comfort them and asked the reason of the matter.

Hearing that his brother had died, Yang Si burst into tears.

Yang Xuan asked in a deep voice, "Where's father?"

Zhao Yao hesitated to speak. The Daheng Dynasty has grown for two thousand years, and its power is even greater than that of the Dajiao. Telling the children will only increase the hatred, and there is nothing they can do to avenge.

So he made up a lie: "Father was injured in a martial arts fight, and he is practicing in seclusion. I am going to take care of him."

Yang Xuan nodded heavily: "Mom, go, I will send my sister back to the county."

Yang Si got married and had children, and she was used to ordinary life, so it was not suitable for her to stay on the mountain.

Zhao Yao asked in a daze, "What about you?"

"I'm waiting on the mountain for my parents to come back."

"Your father was badly injured and it may take years to heal..."

"Then I'll wait too."

Yang Xuan held back his tears and said: "There are many brothers of mine on the mountain, I am not afraid of being taken care of, and I am not afraid of being bullied with my strength!"

"Xuan'er take care."

Zhao Yao gave up on sending Yang Xuan down the mountain, Qingyun Mountain was protected by a demon saint, and the Daheng Dynasty did not dare to cross the boundary.

"Sisi, I'll take you down the mountain!"

After saying that, it turned into a light, rolled up Yang Si into the sky, and disappeared into the sky without any pause.

courtyard.

Yang Xuan stared blankly for a long time. He was happy with his family a few days ago, but suddenly he was left alone.

woof woof!

The black dog sensed the sorrow of its master, and circled around a few times, recalling Yang Xuan's thoughts.

"I still have you two!"

Yang Xuan picked up the black dog and jumped onto the golden eagle's back.

"Go to elder brother's house. I haven't had monkey wine for a long time. Get drunk to relieve my worries!"

Since then.

Yang Xuan lived in Qingyun Mountain, waiting for his parents to come back, five years passed from spring to autumn.

today.

Monkey Mountain arena.

Another year of wrestling.

Yang Xuan stood on the ring with his arms folded, looking at the group of monsters with a smile.

"I want to hit ten!"

The group of monsters are like eggplants beaten by frost, with their heads drooping, timid and afraid to go on stage

.

"These brats are getting worse every year!"

The three-headed tiger cursed and said: "Come down quickly, you boy. From now on, you will sit on a chair and watch, and you are not allowed to participate. If you continue to beat like this, I am afraid that everyone in the Qingyun Mountain demon clan will become a softie!"

The group of demons blushed when they heard the scolding, but they didn't want to be tortured on stage.

Yang Xuan pretended to be reserved and said: "That's not good, the junior has no cultivation, and the other is still young."

"You are number one this year!"

Sun Dali said helplessly: "The treasures that the poor have accumulated for hundreds of years are about to be snatched up by you."

"okay."

Yang Xuan jumped down and landed on the chair on the edge, looking at the demon kings on the left.

"The boy is now in the 24th place. Brothers, take care of him in the future. Don't be reluctant to let the spirit fruit and spirit wine spread, and people will say you are stingy!"

The Elephant Demon King smiled and said, "You have a thick skin too."

Sun Dali was about to talk and laugh, but suddenly his face was solemn, he got up and bowed to the east.

"Welcome to the ancestor!"

The demon kings got up quickly after hearing the words, and the demons around the ring knelt down directly: "Welcome to the Great Sage!"

Yang Xuan immediately knew who it was, a strange look flashed in his eyes, and he bowed to salute.

"No need to be polite."

He arrived before the sound of people arriving, and then he saw a four-foot-tall Taoist priest with a hairy face and Lei Gongzui on the ring, and said with a smile: "I passed by Qingyun Mountain, let's take a look, today is a wrestling match?"

Sun Dali bowed and said, "Exactly."

The Qingyun Mountain monster clan wrestling competition has been held for hundreds of years, and it has long been spread among the monster clans, and many monster clans from outside have also come here admiringly.

Sun Dali treats everyone equally, and the winner can take away the classics, which makes the association famous.

"Pindao just happened to observe and observe."

Sun Changsheng said with a smile: "Meeting is fate. The winner can ask the poor Taoist for advice. There are no skills, supernatural powers, magic weapons, spiritual things!"

Ho Ho Ho —

The group of demons raised their heads to the sky and shouted excitedly, and more than twenty demon kings were envious. Several of them had participated in wrestling, but it was a pity that they did not have a predestined relationship with the demon saint.

Sun Dali waved his hand to stop the cheering, and said quietly: "Old Ancestor, you are late, the competition is over."

Sun Changsheng looked up at the sky, but it didn't even arrive at noon.

"Why so fast?"

Sun Dali pointed to Yang Xuan and said: "After Yang Xiaoyou took the stage, all the monster clans surrendered and became the number one."

"Human Race!"

Sun Changsheng cried out in astonishment, his eyes flashed with aura.

"You're only twenty-one years old, and you don't have any spiritual roots, no cultivation, why are you so powerful?"

"Back to the Great Sage."

Excited in patience, Yang Xuan said: "The younger generation is born with increased strength, and for some unknown reason, he participated in the competition six years ago and won the first place."

"Fifteen!"

Sun Changsheng's figure flashed, landed beside Yang Xuan, and circled around a few times.

"Interesting! Interesting! Pindao can't figure out your origin and footsteps, but you don't have karma on your head, so it's not the reincarnation of a demon, what a pity!"

Yang Xuan showed a dejected look on his face. He often came to Monkey Mountain just to meet Sun Changsheng by chance.

Born with supreme supernatural power, he must not be ordinary, maybe he can use Sun Changsheng's supernatural power to trace the source, and after gaining power, go find his parents!

Sun Changsheng had long forgotten about the competition in the arena, scratched his head excitedly and said, "Use your utmost strength to push the poor way, see where the limit is, maybe you can find one or two foundations!"

"Thank you, Great Sage."

Yang Xuan was startled in his heart, knowing that he was involved in his plan, he bowed and saluted and pushed towards Sun Changsheng.

The violent force surged out, and the ordinary big monster easily threw it several hundred feet, but when it landed on Sun Changsheng's body, it fell into the sea, not even shaking the frivolous Taoist robe.

"Not bad."

Sun Changsheng said: "But it's not very mysterious. I have heard that there are dragon's blood grasses, dripping with the blood of real dragons, and after taking them, they will give birth to dragon power, which is not much worse than you!"

Yang Xuanjie

Trying my best, I still can't push the slightest bit, the four feet tall is like a giant mountain.

"My lord, please give this junior some pressure!"

Sun Changsheng nodded slightly, but did not see any movement, and the endless pressure fell on Yang Xuan.

"Roar!"

Yang Xuan's voice was deep and deep, like a drum beating and thundering, mysterious textures appeared on his forehead, his body shape soared to two feet, his muscles were coiled, and his strength soared more than ten times.

Sun Changsheng said: "It's interesting, but it's still worse than the cubs of real dragons and unicorns!"

"True dragon!"

"Kirin!"

"Brother Xuan's power is terrifying!"

The group of monsters were startled, and there was a lot of discussion. They all had blood of different species in their bodies. However, the difference between the ability of the ancestors and the real dragon and unicorn can be called cloud mud.

"Come again."

After Yang Xuan's words fell, immeasurable pressure hit him, his bones and muscles creaked, and bright red blood oozed from his pores.

Roar!

After a roar, Zhang Er's body swelled up again, and his whole body was covered with strange textures.

Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked down, his eyes were as red as blood, and he grabbed Sun Changsheng with two palms on the table top, pulling upwards like pulling a carrot.

"Interesting and interesting, this kind of power is invincible among peers!"

Sun Changsheng glanced at the texture and recorded it instantly. Comparing it with the vast immortal classics in his mind, there is nothing similar.

Immortal Dao originates from the law of heaven and earth, and all formations and prohibitions have similarities. The textures and shapes are very different, so they must not be in the category of Immortal Dao.

"But it looks familiar..."

Sun Changsheng pondered for a long time, and finally discovered from the memory fragment that this texture is somewhat similar to the ghosts and gods sacrificed by the master.

The ghosts and gods were originally wooden statues, but after being sacrificed by the master's supreme magic power, they seemed like living things. There are subtle textures on the surface of ghosts and gods, which are different from those on Yang Xuan's body, but the number of patterns is similar.

"All right."

Sun Changsheng did not follow what he said, and Yang Xuan, who had lost control of his rationality, suddenly returned to normal.

The body size shrunk rapidly, returning to a handsome youth.

Yang Xuan bowed and said, "Thank you, Great Sage."

Sun Changsheng said: "Your talent is quite good, you are willing to practice in the poor way."

"Greetings, Master!"

Yang Xuan was overwhelmed with surprise, but in front of him was the only human immortal in Dongsheng Shenzhou, who was even more powerful than the true **** of heaven.

After apprenticeship, no matter what enemies your parents provoke, you can easily solve them.

"It's not about worshiping Pindao as a teacher~www.novelbuddy.com~ Sun Changsheng shook his head and said: "What Pindao learned about cultivating immortality and refining qi, you don't have spiritual roots, you will hardly achieve great achievements in the end, so I can't teach you!"

Yang Xuan didn't show any disappointment, but said: "The people recommended by the Great Sage will definitely have earth-shattering cultivation, and it is also a wish for the younger generation to follow suit."

Sun Changsheng nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile.

"That is Master Pindao, whose magical power is earth-shattering, and the entire Dongsheng Shenzhou is nothing! Pindao accepts disciples on behalf of his master, and teaches you the method of cultivating qi and blood acupoints. Would you like to become a master?"

at the same time.

Zhou Yi, who was thousands of miles away, was working hard to do good deeds, when he suddenly sneezed.

"Hiss! Yuanying Daojun is infected with cold? It must be caused by karma. The poor should do good deeds quickly and be a clean man as soon as possible!"

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