I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"Brother Ye, I'm a little worried about you."

Shangguan Wan'er said suddenly.

She was really worried about Ye Nan, after all Ye Nan's cultivation was too low.

This kind of cultivation, I am afraid that the first impression given to the Yin-Yang Holy Land is very bad, and it is very likely that he will not be accepted.

Ye Nan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely be able to go in. As for Mr. Sikong, well, it is very likely to go in and be a janitor."

what?
Be a janitor?
When Sikong Zhen heard this, he became anxious.

His dignified state shepherd's son, after all, is also a formal disciple, how could he condescend to be a handyman?
Ye Nan said with an unkind smile: "Lord Sikong, don't worry, he has broken his arm now, it is already very good if he is accepted, what more do you want?"

The voice fell.

Sikong Zhen couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

That's right, it's all up to this point, and there are no chores and formalities.

As long as you can successfully worship in, you are already thankful.

Hong Xin's son, Hong Kang'an, suddenly stood up and said, "Ye Nan, you better not have such a vicious mouth. I can assure you, with Brother Sikong's talent, no matter what you say, he is better than you!"

"If he becomes a janitor, I'm afraid you can't even hope to be a janitor."

This was said without hesitation.

However, Ye Nan was not angry.

Again, does the elephant care about the provocation of the ants?
Not at all.

"Don't worry, after I enter, I will definitely be a core disciple in the Holy Land, and I may even become a Holy Child."

Ye Nan said with a smile.

joke.

With his strength, if he casually showed a sliver of kendo talent, the Lord of Yin-Yang must have been shocked on the spot and begged him to be the Son of Yin-Yang.

Ye Nan's words fell into Hong Kang'an's ears, causing him a flash of disdain, but he didn't say anything.

He was too lazy to talk to Yenando.

In his opinion.

Since Ye Nan is so arrogant, then when he gets to the Holy Land, he will be ashamed.

"Brother Ye, if you can't enter the Holy Land, then I won't go either."

Shangguan Wan'er said suddenly.

In a word, Sikong Zhen's heart skipped a beat when he said it.

He hurriedly said: "Miss Shangguan, please rest assured, although Mr. Ye is low in cultivation, his talent must be extremely strong. He will definitely pass the test and become a core disciple in the Holy Land."

what?
Sikong Jian Mo was surprised.

Why does my own father turn his elbow outward to help outsiders speak?
"Father, how could you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Sikong Zhen.

Sikong Zhen leaned into his ear, and whispered: "I was just flattering him just now, son, think about it, the more you praise him now, the harder he will fall... ..."

"Oh, so that's what it is."

Sikong Jianmo showed a meaningful expression.

Ye Nanyuan was by the barbecue grill and did not hear the conversation between their father and son.

But even if he heard it, he would just sneer and ignore them.

In the blink of an eye, strings of fragrant kebabs came out of the oven, and the fragrance wafted away.

Everyone present, you and I ate the Shark Meat Skewers, and everyone had smiles on their faces.

Although this piece of shark meat is as huge as a wall.

But it didn't take long for the food to be shared by everyone.

Soon, dusk passed, and night came.

tick tock——

Suddenly it began to rain continuously on the island.

The rain is not heavy, and even with the quiet scenery of the island, it makes people feel a poetic feeling.

"Brother Ye, where do we live?"

Shangguan Wan'er asked suddenly.

Although the rain is not heavy.

But if you sit on the open ground overnight, you will definitely be soaked the next day.

Ye Nan patted his forehead and said, "Why don't you and I cut down some trees and build a wooden house?"

"Okay, okay!"

Shangguan Wan'er happily responded, feeling that Ye Nan's idea was perfect.

Although there is no private room to live in, but in this situation, having a wooden house is already very good.

Just do it.

Shangguan Wan'er drew her sword out of its sheath and entered the forest.

In just one stick of incense, she chopped off six or seven big trees and cut them into thick planks.

immediately.

With Ye Nan's collocation, these planks quickly built an exquisite log cabin.

There were no lights in the wooden house, and the ground was still wet grass.

Ye Nan felt that it was not comfortable enough, so he cut down some trees to make a wooden floor and spread it on the ground.

Only in this way can people live in this wooden house.

This scene of men and women working together without getting tired fell into the eyes of the three major state shepherds and many soldiers present.

It immediately made them jealous.

Looking at the couple's small life, even in such a down-and-out situation, they can live happily and extremely warmly.

Look at yourself again...

Uh... A good man doesn't suffer from immediate losses, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't say it, or he doesn't say it.

Immediately.

These people turned a blind eye and pretended not to see what Ye Nan and the other two were doing. They went to cut wood and build wooden houses.

However, Sikong Jianmo did not participate.

For one thing, he was missing an arm.

Secondly, there was a raging fire in his heart, which was crackling and burning.

Why!
How could that dude Ye Nan win the heart of Miss Shangguan and share weal and woe with her!
Why is it difficult for everyone to live in such a desolate situation.

But he had a good time!

Why, what is all this!
Sikong Jianmo roared with his whole heart, hating the injustice of the world, hating the sky without eyes.

"Your Highness, the rain is getting heavier, come in and hide from the rain."

Soon some soldiers built a wooden house and respectfully invited Sikong Jianmo to stay overnight.

heard.

Sikong Jianmo stomped his feet to suppress the grievance in his heart before entering the wooden house.

Not long after, the second wooden house was also built.

Immediately afterwards, the third room, the fourth room...

An hour later, all the people present lived in the wooden house, so they would not be as depressed as before.

Xiao Chengfeng and others lived in a wooden house near the sea, and continued to sit cross-legged, entering a state of meditation.

They must study and comprehend the Nine Dragons Overlord Art well, and strive to be promoted to the second floor in the early morning of tomorrow.

Sikong Zhen and Hong Xinyun Conglong gathered in a wooden house to conspire.

"Lord Sikong, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not."

Hong Xin said in a deep voice.

Sikong shook his hand, "But it's okay to say."

Hong Dao said: "That dude Ye Nan is like a flea, I don't like anything when I see it."

"How about this, if he can't enter the Holy Land, how about we just click him on the way back?"

heard.

Sikong Zhen raised his eyebrows immediately.

Yun Conglong lowered his voice, and calculated: "That's right, during the banquet just now, he repeatedly taunted you, embarrassing you."

"If you hadn't relied heavily on Shangguan Wan'er, I would have been unable to restrain myself, and would have awakened the Gu poison and killed him!"