I became a peerless master

Chapter 65 The Scum Among Immortal Cultivators

Chapter 65: The Scum Among Immortal Cultivators

Ye Lang's mood exploded these two days.

He has lived for 30 to [-] years under the name of the waste son of the Ye family with a four-star power. Although he has already seen everything, he is still a high-spirited young man with a dream of a world-class hero hidden in his heart.

I thought I could only dream in this life, but unexpectedly this trip changed my life.

The low-grade waste immortal root that kept him from becoming stronger has changed from the previous decline and stood up like a rebirth from the ashes.

The aura of heaven and earth, which has always been unfamiliar, rushed towards him as if he had found his long-lost relative.

A little meditating and practicing, far surpassing the effect of improving strength by a hundred times before.

Although the real dragon didn't get any of the first achievement in destroying the remains of the old man Tianji, Ye Lang didn't care.

It wasn't me who broke the test of the ruins.

If there is no Senior Song, even if this Young Master has obtained all the True Dragon Yuan, it may not be able to catch up with one-tenth of the present.

Not to mention anything else, just memorizing the first step of the Three Thousand Ways by rote, can guarantee a breakthrough without any worries.

It is impossible to comprehend the first step, but Ye Lang is not afraid to comprehend a little bit of the Dao occasionally, such as the shackles of the realm.

"Speaking of which, it's hard to imagine that Old Man Tianji's natal pawns belonged to Senior Song."

"If Senior Song hadn't dealt with the Artifact Spirit, and even Old Man Tianji's mark on his master-recognizing soul would have been erased, I would even suspect that Senior Song is the No. 1 in the Eastern Continent."

After circulating the spiritual power in his body for two weeks, Ye Lang opened his eyes with joy, and murmured to himself:

"Keep this pace, and within a month, I will be sure to reach the Great Perfection of the Cloud Transformation Realm. In a few more days, I will be able to cross that threshold and become a Heavenly Master of the Cave Void Realm."

"Senior Song, you don't even pay attention to a peerless figure like Old Man Tianji."

"I, Ye Lang, can get your advice. I am really lucky!"

dong dong...

Just as Ye Lang was grateful and was about to get some spirit stones out, and then practice his kung fu for a few weeks, racing against time to pursue the immortal way, there was a knock on the door.

Ever since I met my mysterious Senior Song for the first time, Ye Lang has always lived in an ordinary small hotel two blocks away from Qingshiban Street.

I am a cultivator, and I don't have any acquaintances in Binhe City. Mr. Zheng and the followers of the Ye family, after the matter of the ruins were resolved a few days ago, Ye Lang sent them all back to the Ye family.

Then directly pay half a year's rent at a time. It can be said that in Binhe, basically no one will bother.

Ye Lang didn't even tell them where he lived, even those of Dazezong who were barely friends.

Now someone knocks on the door, it is very strange!

I thought so in my heart, Ye Lang's confidence became much stronger after his strength improved.

Standing up and opening the door of the room, a shockingly beautiful figure was already standing at the door.

I go!

Could it be that while senior Song reversed my abolishment of the immortal root, he also changed my luck by the way?
The goddess-level fairy who was once unattainable and would be taught by Mr. Zheng for even looking forward to it, unexpectedly came to her door on her own initiative.

Still in such an ordinary secular hotel with difficult conditions.

My son's spring is here!
"It turns out to be Fairy Mengxi, please come in quickly."

The more you get to this kind of time, the more you have to be calm, otherwise this beautiful fairy might leave because of shame and anger.

There is a scumbag's self-cultivation in his heart constantly reminding him to behave, Ye Lang looks natural and greets him politely.

"I live here alone and have not disclosed my whereabouts. It is really difficult for the fairy to find this place."

In just a few words, Ye Lang's performance can be fully seen, and the cold color on Lin Mengxi's pretty face has not changed a bit.

"Young Master Ye, you are welcome. In the inheritance of the patriarch Tianji, there are also ways of divination. It is not difficult to find the position of the young master."

Divination!

Figure out where am I?
The act of politely inviting you to sit down paused for a moment, but Ye Lang still knows a lot about the knowledge among ascetics.

It is true that divination does have the effect of predicting the unknown and even knowing everything.

But it was only aimed at existences whose strength was much lower than the fortuneteller himself.

No matter how useless this young master is, he is still an existence in the late stage of the Cloud Transformation Realm. Even if Lin Mengxi is at the peak of the Hollow Void Realm, it is absolutely impossible to divination me so easily.

He also knew directly where this young master was, and the specific location was clear at a glance, so why is divination so fierce!

"My lord, don't be confused. The little girl is not strong enough, and her divination skills are only half-baked. She is definitely not qualified to know everything about you."

With a calm demeanor, Lin Mengxi didn't show off, and explained bluntly.

"The person who performed the divination on the young master is the honorary elder of Tianji Palace, Liu... Shi... Great Emperor."

To answer the confusion straight to the point, Lin Mengxi only emphasized the last few words.

In the small hotel, Ye Lang's mouth opened unnaturally wide, enough to put down a goose egg...

...

In the last ray of sunset in Binhe City, Song Ye slowly climbed down the herringbone stairs in front of the store, looked up at the small golden token fluttering in the wind under the signboard, and couldn't help showing a satisfied expression.

I don't know what kind of material this small golden token is made of, and it has a bit of atmosphere in its simplicity.

What satisfied Song Ye most was the word "Daze" engraved on the sign.

That's right, this is the business card that symbolizes a certain elder of the Daze Sect.

Zhang Xuemo, a family who loves calligraphy, painting and ancient ink, is indeed backed by a certain elder of the Daze Sect.

As for whether it was the old fairy named Kuzhu who came last time, Song Ye was not sure, but 90.00% it was him.

After the small token is hung up, although there is no actual beautification and improvement to the store, Song Ye can imagine the shocked eyes of the nondescript immortal cultivators at the Sihaiwanhuo Supermarket at noon when they saw this token again!

Although the young master is not an immortal cultivator, there are also immortal cultivators who cover up people and want to murder the young master and Erya. You should think about it carefully.

Thinking of Xiao Xinshen, who was clearly a woman, but wanted to dress up like the kid with kidney deficiency, Song Ye felt very uncomfortable.

At noon, after I found out that she was following Erya's father and daughter, plotting to go out of hiding, that person even took the initiative to come forward and report his family name.

First, the ghost pulled out a business cover, but seeing that the young master didn't buy it, he finally revealed his true colors.

"My little girl and I are good friends at my husband's house. She knows me, and I brought her snacks..."

This was Xiao Xinxin's last bad-hearted temptation, and Song Ye's heart was burning with anger.

The scum among the immortal cultivators, in the name of snacks, wants to feed her poison to tempt her. If you don't want to die, how can the young master let you do what you want!
Just when Song Ye was about to say more heartless words, Chen Guanshan came...

(End of this chapter)