City’s Super Immortal Cultivator

Leng Fan was ignorant, why is there a troupe singing here? What are they going to do? Take a closer look, the plays performed by these troupes are about how the undead kill humans.

"This troupe is really interesting. It is intended to tell the people of the sacred mountain in this way, telling them that the undead are destroying the world, but the sacred mountain has not protected them." Leng Fan guessed the intention of the troupe.

"However, I am the only one in the whole mountain of God who is watching the play. They are all busy with their own affairs, and your play will be in vain." Leng Fan laughed.

Two hours later, the sky darkened and the troupe stopped singing, and returned to the camp opposite to start cooking.

"Leng Fan, you come with me." Flower bird appeared here for some time.

Leng Fan asked: "What did you do in the past? There are all people who ask for our sacred mountain."

Hua Que replied: "I need to recruit more powerful people to enter the mountain, so I must go there to choose people."

"What? Shenshan suddenly made such a decision?" Leng Fan asked curiously.

Hua Que replied: "This is what my father meant. My father said that the mountain has lost too many gods after the last battle with the undead, so it is necessary to select people with outstanding qualifications to join, and then pass through us. He will become a god-skilled general who can take his own role as soon as possible."

"That's interesting, I think after this news is spread, the world will be shaken, and many big forces will try their best to let their people enter the mountain to practice." Leng Fan replied.

Hua Que nodded and said, "Yes, this is also something I am more worried about."

"What are you worried about? Isn't this great?" Leng Fan asked.

"It's not good at all. Doing so will make Mount Kinabalu become a force and cannot be as ethereal as before." Huaque replied.

Leng Fan: "..."

In the next moment, Huaque and Leng Fan left the mountain together and walked directly out from the gate of the mountain. Suddenly those people on the other side ran over. After all, for them, the mountain is equivalent to the highest peak. Who can climb that mountain? At the top, whoever can overlook the entire world.

What happened next was just like what Leng Fan said. After the flower bird said about the Shenshan recruiting the gods, everyone was excited. They signed up to join the Shenshan, and many of them had become suzerains. people.

"Leng Fan, you are responsible for registering them." Hua Que said.

Leng Fan was stunned, and finally understood why the Sparrow wanted him to follow, it turned out that he was allowed to do this.

After the Huaque commander finished the order, he left irresponsibly, leaving Leng Fan alone to deal with these eager applicants.

"Master God, I am... the master of the sect. My son is naturally intelligent, and he must be qualified to become a master. You should accept him!" A powerful sect master recommended to Leng Fan, and he still had Giving something to Leng Fan is obviously bribing Leng Fan

Leng Fan did not intend to pay attention to those who gave him bribes, so naturally he would not accept gifts.

"You all be quiet, I'm just an acceptance registration, and I'm not deciding who can stay. In this way, all line up and leave your names." Leng Fan said loudly, and in order to make these people obedient, his tone of voice With strong pressure.

Suddenly, the surrounding area became quiet, and everyone's face leaked out of fright.

Is this the power of the generals? When Leng Fan exerted his oppressive force, the people around him felt the momentum of Mount Tai's top pressure. Not only was there fear in his heart, but also feared again for the power of Shenshan. It made them make up their minds that they must enter the mountain at all costs. Practice the strongest method.

Just when everything was ready, Leng Fan discovered a very serious problem, that is, he does not know the words of this world at all, and it is absolutely impossible for him to write a name.

"You, that girl, come here." Leng Fan looked around and found a lonely girl not far away. She seemed to have some literary talent from a distance, so she planned to let this girl write my name for me.

"Me, me?" The girl looked flattered when she heard Leng Fan call her.

"It's you, come here." Leng Fan said again.

The girl nodded, jumped to Leng Fan's side like a rabbit, and asked, "Master God, what's the matter?"

Leng Fan said, "Can you write?"

The girl nodded and replied: "I can write."

Leng Fan said: "Then you help me record, if you can help me, I will not treat you badly."

The girl did not hesitate, nodded and replied: "Can help Lord God, Yun Yun nodded ten thousand times."

It turned out that the girl's name was Yun Yun, which sounded very poetic.

The girl picked up the pen. Before Leng Fan could speak, she wrote her own name on the first name, and then followed the names of three others.

"..." Leng Fan

The girl looked up and smiled and said, "Master God, can I write my name and the names of my three brothers first?"

Leng Fan smiled bitterly and said in his heart: "You have written before you ask me, you are not going to listen to me."

"Thank you Lord God." The girl replied without waiting for Leng Fan to respond.

Leng Fan was completely speechless, and he regretted how to find this woman with little roots.

The next step is to line up to sign up. Leng Fan just stared at the side and the girl was in charge of recording, so for him, it was very easy. But it was also because he was too boring. Many people wanted to approach him at this time and wanted to inquire about things in the mountain from him.

"Brother Shenjiang, my name is Haihui. I am 18 years old. Since I was a child, I have dreamed of becoming a great general like you one day. I don't know what kind of test I will go through after signing up?" A very beautiful woman came and asked Road, and squeezed her chest toward Leng Fan's arm.

Leng Fan didn't avoid it either. After all, in this world, Zhou Jiaqi wouldn't know what he did, so he would never refuse such a good thing.

"Little girl, I won't tell you this, otherwise I will be punished, but I believe the little girl will definitely pass." Leng Fan replied, and at the same time he also checked the strength of this woman, which is already among her peers. Outstanding.

"Really? From then on, I can be with you, Lord Shenjiang every day. By the way, Brother Shenjiang, don't you know that the gods in the mountain are as young as you?" the woman asked again.

Leng Fan replied, "I should be the youngest one."

"Wow, Brother Shenjiang is so powerful." The woman replied with admiring eyes.

Leng Fan hesitated.

At this moment, a group of people came across from the other side. After a glance, they found that it was the people who sang before. They came to the stage together, as if they were planning to continue singing.

Leng Fan asked curiously: "Everyone, do you have any purpose for singing like this? It is for the gods on the mountain to see, but if you sing like this, no one on the mountain can see the gods."

"What? No one can see?" Suddenly a little girl asked in surprise.

Leng Fan nodded and replied: "Yes, in your play just now, no **** will see it except me."

"Woo..." The little girl sat on the ground and started crying.

Leng Fan felt strange, what's the point of crying.

"What do you really want to do?" Leng Fan asked again.

"Brother Shenjiang, this theatrical troupe is justifying itself. They want to get the approval of your god-general so that they can become the best theatrical troupe in the world." The woman next to her who wanted to seduce Leng Fan replied.

"Just for this? They set up a stage to sing here?" Leng Fan was puzzled.

"Yes, as long as your gods will praise them, they will engrave your words on the stone tablet, and then they will move the stone tablet out without going to a place." The woman explained.

Leng Fan smiled bitterly. He thought that the troupe was inspiring them to keep them from being discouraged and continue to fight the undead. It turned out that they were singing here for this selfish reason.

"Little girl, don't cry. Go back and rest. It's useless for you to sing." Leng Fan said to the girl who was still sitting on the ground crying.

"That is, what kind of demeanor you are crying and crying in front of the Lord God General." A person who had just signed up came over and said, he actually wanted Leng Fan to remember him so that he could be taken care of in the future.

After hearing this, the little girl pointed to Leng Fan and asked loudly: "Are you a god?"

Leng Fan nodded in surprise, and replied: "I am a **** general, why?"

The little girl ran over directly, grabbed the corner of Leng Fan's clothes, and said, "Then you can write a few words for me, so that Langui troupe is the best troupe in the world."

"Why should I write like this? I don't write." Of course Leng Fan refused.

"You must write, you are a god, you must write if you are a god, and if you don't write, I will cry." The little girl really burst into tears after speaking.

Leng Fan was speechless, how could this little girl be like this.

"Brother Shenjiang, this little girl is the leader of this troupe." The woman explained the identity of the little girl.

"What? The host?" Leng Fan could see that the scale of this troupe was still very large, at least more than a thousand people. Such a troupe turned out to be a little girl in her early ten years, which was incredible.

"I am the class leader, and my dream is to make my troupe the best in the world." The little girl herself said so.

Leng Fan looked at the little girl. There was a lot of red cinnabar on the little girl's face. Compared with Xiao Ye, she seemed to have that kind of savage and willful character.

"Since you are the class leader, should you think about it for your theatrical troupe? If you cry like this, they will lose face." Leng Fan said.

But the little girl replied: "No, the elders of the theater troupe have said that I am still young and I am so cute that I will not be laughed at by others even if I cry."

Leng Fan was ashamed and said, "Is this theatrical troupe all such people?"

"Little class master, it's useless for you to pull me like this. I won't help you. If you do this again, I will spank you." Leng Fan said.

"No, Lord God General is the best person in the world. My parents have said so. My father will not lie to me, so Lord God General will not beat me, don't you think?" the little girl said.

"Damn, this little girl is perfect." Leng Fan shouted in his heart.

In the end, Leng Fan could only use some small means to force the little girl to leave him, and use an invisible force to get the little girl back to her theatrical troupe.

"Why are there so many people?" Leng Fan glanced at the people who were still queuing to sign up. He couldn't see the side at a glance. I don't know how long it will take to complete the registration.

"Brother Shenjiang, don’t think about how long you have to wait. I believe that more and more people will sign up. It will be impossible for ten days and ten nights to complete. If you don’t want my little sister, please go. Drink some wine and food over there." said the woman next to Leng Fan.

Leng Fan shook his head and said: "No, I'm still watching here, don't make any trouble, there should be other gods in the future to replace me."

"Brother Shenjiang, I can help you. I will ask my people to write your name. All the people in our troupe will recognize the characters." The little girl's ears don't know how long they are. Leng Fan is still quite far away from her. From far away, she could hear what Leng Fan was saying.

"I refuse, you little girl will definitely make some strange request." Leng Fan replied, but he also thought at the same time that someone could indeed help, which would improve efficiency.

"Little beauty, you also help write the name, and I will benefit you when that happens." Leng Fan asked the woman next to her.

The woman was helpless after hearing it, and she could see that she wanted to refuse, but if she refused, she was worried that Leng Fan would hold grudges, and then she might not be able to enter the mountain.

"Then I'll help, but Brother Shenjiang, you must give me some benefits, such as getting into the mountain, you have to help me!" the woman replied.

Leng Fan replied in a daze: "If you can help then."

In this way, under Leng Fan's arrangement, at least a hundred are registering, but the result is that in less than half an hour, dozens of books have been completed.

After a few more hours, the flower bird came back, but when she saw the piles of notebooks, she was speechless, and then asked Leng Fan, "What are you doing?"

Leng Fan replied: "You asked me to register my name, and I will register my name. Now that so many people have signed up, how good is your opinion!"

"What a shit" Huafinch said suddenly.

Leng Fan said with a smile: "Commander Hua, how can you say that for a lady like you."

Hua Que pointed to the book and said: "You register such a name, what do you want me to do? How do you ask me to select talents?"

Leng Fan replied: "That's not my business anymore. You didn't tell me before, you want to control the number of people."

Sparrow clenched her hands into fists, and she trembled with anger.

Leng Fan wanted to laugh very much, he was holding back.

"I don't care, you are the registered person, you are responsible for selecting a thousand people from it, and then sending them to me to be tested." Huaque said angrily.

Leng Fan: "..."