Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Just when Gongyilin was about to explain, a strong wind suddenly hit. Just when everyone felt a burst of coercion, this force disappeared mysteriously. As the force disappeared, a majestic voice came from the air ——

Wei Zhi, come see me quickly.

The expression of Wei Zhi, who was always calm and serious, changed, which shows the prestige of the owner of this voice.

"Yes." Although no one came, Wei Zhi bowed to the center of the voice.

With some hesitation on Hua Yun's cynical face, "We'll be with you."

"No need." As soon as the words fell, Wei Zhi turned into a blue light and swept towards the highest cliff.

The abnormal situation just now made the disciples who participated in the election talk a lot. Elder Shen Shan, who was in charge of hosting, had a bright sleeve, and the teenagers shut up in fear.

"The general election is over, and those whose names I read stand out."

"Zhao Gan."

"Here." The boy's tone was excited, and he strode forward, and the rest of the people looked at him with envy or jealousy.

"Chen Hao."

"arrive."

……

One by one's names were called out, and among them was the little fat man, whose eyes that had been squeezed by the flesh and had only a slit left were more than doubled at this time.

"Gongyilin." When the name was pronounced, Shen Shan deliberately raised his head and glanced at him, and then glanced at the crowd, "Whoever reads the name follows me, and the rest leave quickly."

When they came, more than 1000 people gathered at the foot of the mountain, all of whom were proud of their talents, but in just a few hours, there were only 51 people left, and most of them came back disappointed.

"You stay first." Shen Shan looked at Gongyi Lindao, "Elder Hua Yun will wait here with you."

As for what to expect, he did not elaborate.

Hua Yun raised her eyebrows, "Why me, isn't Yuan Ziping here?"

"Ziping's little apprentice came back from training and suffered some injuries."

Speaking of this, Hua Yun had no choice but to wait patiently with Gong Yilin.

Not long after, a clear cry of a crane resounded in the valley. There were two people standing one behind the other on the crane. One was Shen Shan, and the other was a strange man. He looked very young, but as an elder, Shen Shan All respect for him.

Gong Yilin probably guessed the identity of this person, after all, the age and appearance of the comprehension world are completely different.

The man landed in front of him without making a sound, "Gongyilin, 19 years old."

A pair of sharp eyes seemed to be able to pierce him.

"test."

With a smile on the corner of Gongyilin's mouth, he put his hand on the stone tablet, and the purple awn was even worse than before.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east." The man in white said slowly.

Shen Shan's heart was shocked, "What do you want to teach?"

The man in white didn't answer, but just looked at Gongyilin, "From today onwards, you are my Tianyuan disciple, you must remember to practice seriously and not be confused by external things."

The big stone in Wei Zhi's heart fell, and the head teacher said that this matter is a certainty.

"and many more."

The man in white ignored him and stepped on the crane's back.

"I heard that Tianyuan is recruiting loose immortals."

The man appeared in front of him instantly, his tone was cold, "What did you say?"

Gongyilin clasped his fists and bowed his head, "I'm Xia Gongyilin, I'm a pen fairy."

Pen Fairy?

Generally, those who have cultivated into loose immortals usually have the honorary title of a certain immortal or a certain fairy, but the title of pen immortal is extremely weird.

The Dazong sect has its own beauty, if it is in other places, Gongyilin will definitely be regarded as a lunatic and sent down the mountain.

The man in white said in a flat tone, "You are only 19 years old."

Gongyilin smiled and said, "That's right."

"Ghost repair."

Gongyilin smiled and remained silent.

For more than 200 years, no one has ascended, and the sky and the earth have long been a new atmosphere.Demon generals, ghost cultivators, sects, and monsters still clashed constantly, but the pretense of doing justice for the sky was gone.

To put it bluntly, everyone will not be able to ascend, and sooner or later they will die. It is better to focus on other things instead of killing each other.

"The various sects are recruiting loose immortals, and my Tianyuan is the same. You can hide your strength so that I didn't notice it, which shows your ability."

A golden jade medal flew over.

"This is a jade badge to prove your identity, and your title will be engraved on it."

Gong Yilin swiped his finger on the jade tablet a few times, feeling a force that seemed to stop him.

Tianyuan is really extraordinary this day, if he has no strength, he can't even make a fortune.

"Three thousand spirit stones, a set of gold yuanjia, and one crane."

Just as Gongyilin was thinking about it, the man in white said again, "I will send my disciples to send it to you later."

Of course, material rewards are indispensable for the sect to recruit Sanxian, but it is unexpected that Tianyuan has such strong financial resources, and it is three thousand spirit stones for every move.Of course, among such generous rewards, his immortal fate must have accounted for the vast majority.

"I don't know if the head teacher can help me next time?"

Hua Yun at the side took a deep breath. This person is so courageous that he dared to make a request to the head teacher.

The man in white thought for a while, then said in a deep voice, "Say."

The fairy fate of Gongyilin is rare in this world, and the purple energy comes from the east. Even if he can't become a real immortal in the future, in the sect, he can still strengthen the luck of the sect.

"Please head teacher to choose a place to set up an enchantment, a few feet in size is fine, no spells can be used in this enchantment." , the more powerful the formation, the easier it is to be wiped out by the mountain protection formation.

"reason."

Gong Yilin said, "After three days, the head teacher will know. If you are not satisfied at that time, you can cancel this formation."

The man in white took a deep look at him, and out of thin air, he took out a booklet. Although it was old, it was glowing with golden light.

The book opened by itself, and there was a little old man standing inside, holding a broom, sweeping dust for the booklet.

"Che Ling." Gong Yilin's eyes lit up, "I never thought that a book spirit would be born from this booklet."

There is a one-in-a-billion chance that Tianyuan will meet him. Although Ce Ling has no fighting power, he is very knowledgeable and his knowledge reserve is extremely scary.The little old man raised his head and glanced at Gongyilin, then continued to lower his head to do his own thing, but Gongyilin's name appeared on the paper.

There is an extra Sanxian in Tianyuan, whose identity is unknown. This has become a topic that the disciples in the sect are talking about recently, but three days later, a vision appeared in the sect. Countless disciples gave up their time to practice and surrounded a piece of land in the Shangwu Valley In fact, this land is exactly where the formation that Gongyilin asked the man in white to set up.

"I think you all know that no one has ascended in this continent for more than 200 years." Gong Yilin said slowly.

The status of Sanxian was placed there, and all the disciples bowed their heads and dared not interrupt, not to mention that he was talking about such a heavy topic.

"These were given to me by the head teacher two days ago."

The crystal coffin contained all of Gong Yilin's income that day. If his identity hadn't been placed there, someone would have gone up to loot it.

"I'm already a Sanxian, these are just things outside of me, it's better to fulfill you."

Hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up.

"What is he going to do?" On the mountain peak not far away, Hua Yun frowned watching this scene, "If you want to win, you should also walk more with the Sanxian in the door."

"Let's wait and see." Wei knew.

"Chengxian, what you're looking at is Xianyuan. So I prepared a small event that doesn't hurt anything," Gong Yilin in the valley said lightly: "Participants can choose seven of the numbers from 35 to [-] and throw them in the storage bags next to each other. Every three days, I will draw seven numbers from the box in front of you, and those who hit four numbers will get ten spirit stones, five numbers, one hundred spirit stones, six numbers one thousand spirit stones, All winners," his eyes swept across the crowd lightly, "these rewards can all be taken away."

"Of course, every time you participate, you have to pay five spirit stones."

Hearing that the disciple was boiling instantly, the spirit stone is helpful for cultivation, not to mention that armor, with him, it is tantamount to adding an extra life.Under the heavy reward, but there are also a few sober ones, "What if there are many people with the same seven numbers?"

"Yes." Many people woke up from their dreams.

Gongyilin sneered in his heart, he wanted more than 35 out of 7 to win the first prize, not many out of 13 billion people, not to mention Tianyuan, which has only tens of thousands of disciples.

"I will make up for the missing ones. This activity will only last for one month, and the second opening will be in three months."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and they wished to participate now.

On the mountain peak, Hua Yun sighed: "I am not as good as him, I only think about my disciples."

Wei Zhi also nodded, "He has a very good heart, even Jin Yuanjia is willing to give up, this person can be a close friend."

As for Gongyilin at this time, his heart was already full of joy, and his eyes turned green when he thought of the endless stream of spirit stones that were about to flow into his pocket.

The author has something to say: Disciple of Tianyuan: The new Sanxian is really a good person.

All the elders: Younger brother Gongyi is selfless and worthy of our respect.

Teacher: I always feel that something is wrong.