Lingzhi: I have an entry panel

Mortal emperors really can't imagine the courage of a person like Song He from the Immortal Sect - just to transform a city in a casual sentence.

With his head spinning rapidly, he nodded immediately without hesitation: "Whatever the immortal wants me to do, I will do it."

Just kidding, if he doesn't seize this opportunity tightly.

That's simply a waste of opportunity.

Maybe once things are done, Song He can give him a gift to cultivate immortality?Isn't that much better than being a mortal emperor?

"Okay, then I'll ask the emperor to gather some people and reclaim the wasteland first... Let's set up the place in the forbidden area.

The highest mountain top. "

Song He was very satisfied with his knowledge.

If he has already thought about it and something goes wrong down there, he will definitely be very unhappy. If he is unhappy, everyone will be unhappy.

After he informed the emperor of his first step plan, he turned to look at the two stationed disciples of Lingye Sect - both of them had sweat on their faces after hearing that Song He was going to reclaim the forbidden land.

Although the two were entangled, they did not dare to go against Song He's ideas and nodded hurriedly.

I have definitely read poetry and books, and I can definitely help you solve that riddle! "

<divclass="contentadv">Looking at his appearance, Song He suddenly felt that it would be good to scare him like this, so as to save himself from worrying about trouble in the future.

Living more than a hundred years in the future is definitely not a problem.

With his core disciple here, I really don't know what they have to worry about, and they won't be punished by the sect.

I shook my head in my heart, but still smiled on the surface:

Judging by his expression, he could tell that he was forced by Song He's power.

Immortal cultivators really cannot live without spiritual veins!

Obviously he is a guest living here, but he is like the owner.

Although the sunflowers have to transport all their spiritual energy, there will definitely be some leakage. Such a huge amount of sunflowers...

then,

They are not as bookish as those Confucian cultivators in the Central Region.

That place is their training ground!

There is only one spiritual vein in the entire capital. If the spiritual vein is gone, they will definitely regress in their cultivation if they stay in the mortal world for a long time.

Not to mention that Song He also noticed that he actually had spiritual roots in his body. He might be able to embark on the path of cultivating immortals in the future. It could be regarded as a good relationship between Song He and him.

He snorted deliberately.

After saying that, he waved his hand - meaning you can leave.

Then he coughed a few times unconsciously.

As a last resort.

Of course, the restrictions on mortals are even greater.

But the twitching at the corners of his mouth and eyes meant that he was not in a calm mood. He bowed deeply again, this time it was a truly bowing ceremony.

"Come back?" Song He's eyes stayed on Xiao Bai for a moment, making the latter tremble all over.

The amount of spiritual energy produced is definitely not a small amount.

Excitedly said:

"Immortal, this seal script is indeed magical... I couldn't understand it when I first read it, but suddenly I understood its meaning!"

It wasn't until today that he felt that his master Xing Ke Zhenren at that time might have thought like this - when his status and cultivation reached a certain level, he really didn't care much about external things.

The pure vitality from the Mishen Tree is definitely a great tonic for any life. It is almost visible to the naked eye, and the young man's complexion has improved a lot.

Then Song He passed the "Fan Zhuan" to Yan Zian and asked, "Brother Yan, can you recognize this seal?"

It's quite interesting to hear a mortal say that he climbed the mountain of swords and descended into the sea of ​​fire.

How short-sighted.

"Then take them with you."

How should I put it, a bit bookish.

The young man was not too reserved. He bowed respectfully to Song He and introduced himself:

"Immortal, this is Yan Zian."

Just as Song He was about to continue taking a look at his spiritual plant, he felt that Xiaobai had returned with someone, a young boy.

The two signed their names respectively.

‘You are so petty and can’t achieve great things. ’

Not much better than a few spiritual veins?

This was a benefit he specially gave to the two of them because they worked hard for him.

But if you don't want to, I can change the place. "

Oh, by the way, please sign this contract. "

"Two junior brothers, that place has the highest terrain, which can better allow the sunflowers to absorb the sunlight... I guarantee that the two junior brothers will not suffer any loss.

He looked delicate and frail.

Several people came and went in a hurry just as they came.

It was Yan Zian who helped Song He translate it, and then Song He would erase his memory and give him some treasures as a reward.

After giving them such an evaluation, Song He also lost his intention to support them and nodded casually:

This spiritual energy will continue to repair his body.

Yan Zian's expression was still calm.

But well,

If these two people really can't see the benefits in the future, then Song He will be happy to see their regretful expressions, and he will take it as amusement.

Adhering to the usual caution, he took out a contract - this was a contract that could be used by both immortal cultivators and mortals.

Spiritual energy instantly flowed through his limbs and bones.

He suddenly really hoped that one day, it would be a small investment.

The content of the contract is also very simple.

Song He blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "There is something that needs Brother Yan's help now, please don't shirk it.

"Brother, we have no objection!"

"Are you sick? Well..." Song He glanced at Xiao Bai, who was smiling playfully, and then stretched out his hand helplessly.

The young man was dressed in Confucian robes and looked really frail.

Yan Zian frowned.

The illness that had troubled him for a long time and was difficult to solve even with an immortal master was actually cured like this!

"I will never forget the kindness of the immortal. If I need you for anything in the future, I will go to the mountain of knives and go to the sea of ​​fire without hesitation!"

At least ordinary foreign objects can be given away easily.

Then he looked at the young man with a kind face.

"Then write it down." Song He took out a pen and paper, set up a formation, and watched him write down a string of words.

A touch of pure spiritual energy was injected into Yan Zian's body.

After all, being able to limit mortals means that this thing is definitely not high-end.

After a while, he suddenly showed a surprised expression.

Song He could tell at a glance what the two people were struggling with.

Xiaobai quickly apologized and said, almost flatteringly:

"I'm back, I'm back! Master, this is one of my good friends. His family is a famous scholarly family in this mortal country.

Then he reached out and made a move.

The ink-stained paper flew into his hand, and he scanned it all at once, with a slightly surprised look in his eyes.

This... is actually the refining method of Nascent Soul?

Moreover, it is also the refining method of spiritual infants of the Shinto lineage.

The most outrageous thing is the signature at the back - Shenye Sect!