Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

After the two finished talking one after the other, they both stared at the man intently, expecting his reaction.

"I see." The man didn't see any obvious emotional fluctuations. He turned and walked in the opposite direction. Although his figure was getting farther and farther away, an extremely clear voice rang in their ears, "Junior brothers, focus on cultivation, Today, for the time being, I will spare you the punishment of wasting your training time."

The few people who were playing around just now breathed a sigh of relief, and one of them showed an expectant look, "In a few days, as long as it's a few days, the big brother will prepare for the ascension."

Bian Feichen has the rare talent of a godly dream valley in a thousand years. On his body, all the hopes of the gods dream valley are carried.

"I don't know if the last Nine Heavens Profound Thunder will descend this time."

"If you can't become a fairy with such aptitude as senior brother, there will be no hope for us."

"We don't need to bother, even if the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder doesn't fall, and survive the first eight paths, we are still Sanxians."

With one more Sanxian, the strength of Shenmeng Valley will be greatly improved.

Having said that, they were faintly expecting in their hearts, expecting that Bian Feichen could create a miracle, a miracle that would ascend to heaven!

Tianyuan Baihua Court

Gong Yilin was sitting on the stone bench at the door, Hua Yun and Wei Zhi were sitting opposite him, and Shen Shan was on the left.

Hua Yun still had a cynical smile on her face, holding a paper crane in her hand, "Brother Gongyi, you won't be able to attract customers with such information."

Gongyilin raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

"It's too exaggerated, no one will believe it."

Not to mention others, even they themselves don't believe it.

"No hurry," Gong Yilin smiled mysteriously, "the first guest will be here soon."

Hua Yun and the others shook their heads, not paying attention to his words.

After the general election, it was the most lively period in Tianyuan. The new disciples were all twelve or thirteen years old, and they were curious about many things. Of course, this was only temporary. It would take less than three months. After they got familiar with it, they would concentrate on cultivation. , Tianyuan will return to silence until the next three-year general election.

Hearing the voice from a distance, Shen Shan sighed a little, "I thought I thought Brother Gongyi was one of them, but I was out of my mind."

Gongyilin waved his hand, "There is a magical weapon that hides its strength, it's normal if you can't see it." He paused, and pointed to the carved door behind him, "Why is there no one guarding this Baihua Pavilion?"

"In the Baihua Pavilion, there are some common books in the mainland, or the annals of various sects. They are open to disciples for free to increase their knowledge."

As expected of Wei Zhi, explaining things is also serious.

Several people drank tea for a while, then dispersed and went back to the cave to practice.

Gongyilin walked into Baihua Pavilion, found a Tianyuan annals and read it.

"strangeness."

The development history of Tianyuan is more like a history of inspiration, but Tianyuan did have many people soaring 200 years ago.

But what attracts the most attention is Tianyuan's rare poverty.

In the history of Tianyuan for more than 100 years, only the aura on the mountain is left for the poor sects. This is also understandable. The powerful ones consume a lot of resources to ascend, not to mention that since ancient times, Tianyuan has produced immortals, and the number of ascended people is more than other sects. More than a few times.

How did such a poor sect get rich overnight?Gong Yilin lowered his head and continued to look.

In the 29th year of Tianxing, a monster bird suspected to be of the blood of the dragon ravaged the mainland. It loved to collect wealth. The major sects were looted, but Dutianyuan survived due to poverty.

Also in business, Gong Yilin keenly noticed some strange things in this sentence.

In the end, he put the calendar back, touched his chin, and said that there are many unsolved mysteries in Tianyuan. It wasn't Qinghe who was the strongest at that time.

"It might know."

Thinking of something, Gongyilin turned into a blue light and flew straight towards the main peak.

The smell of outsiders!

The huge ominous bird let out a clear whistle, carrying a huge coercion, trying to expel the intruders.

Gongyilin dodged the attack deftly, faced up to the difficulty, and stopped a hundred feet away, his gaze suddenly turned cold, "Such a strong wind is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary people."

An answer slowly emerged in his mind: the Kunpeng clan.

Is it just possible?The Kunpeng tribe is the only race that can be compared with the dragon since ancient times. Their character is extremely proud. How could they take the initiative to guard the mountain for others?

Gongyilin changed his mind and cupped his fists, "I don't mean any malice, I just ask for advice."

The vicious bird seemed to hesitate for a moment, then spread its left wing and slapped it vigorously.

Terrifying momentum struck, Gongyilin could now be sure that this was Kunpeng, except for Long, only Kunpeng could push him to this level.

It was boring to beg for it, probably the other party was resenting the last time he begged for its tail, the more powerful the monster, the more vengeful it was.

When he flew away from the main peak in embarrassment, he happened to meet Wei Zhi who was riding a crane in mid-air. The other party obviously saw him and came from the wind, and Gong Yilin jumped on the crane's back.

"Brother Wei." Among all the elders, he and Wei Zhi and Hua Yun are the most congenial, and they call them 'brothers'. Other elders, such as Shen Shan and Yuan Ziping, are called 'elders'. Yilin has not had the chance to meet him yet.

Wei Zhi looked at his torn clothes, which seemed to be cut by an extremely powerful wind blade, and couldn't help frowning: "Did you go to the back mountain?"

Gong Yilin, "Escaped by luck."

There was no denial in the words.

"It's too nonsense." Wei Zhi shook his head, "Kunpeng's temper is worse than that of the legendary Phoenix."

"It really is Kunpeng." Gongyilin's eyes lit up, "It seems that Tianyuan is more powerful than I imagined."

Being able to keep a Kunpeng from being contested by other sects is a kind of strength in itself.

Seeming to see what he was thinking, Wei Zhi said calmly: "More than 200 years ago, a great war broke out in the Tianxing Continent. At that time, the master led Kunpeng to wipe out one hundred thousand demon troops single-handedly. The power is still there today."

"A battle has shocked more than 200 years, and the fighting power of the Kunpeng clan is really against the sky."

Wei Zhi nodded, "The flesh of a monster is already strong, let alone a Kunpeng."

"By the way, I have something to ask."

Wei Zhi nodded, motioning for him to say.

"I just read the Tianyuan Annals. When the previous head was due, he passed the position to the current head. But at that time, the head teacher Qinghe was not the strongest."

"That's true," Wei knew, "The strength of the head teacher has improved by leaps and bounds in recent years. There are not many people who can compare with him, but at that time, there were indeed a few people who were above his strength."

"It is natural to pass the position to the most powerful one. Why did the position of head teacher finally fall into the hands of head teacher Qinghe?"

Wei Zhi, "I only remember saying one sentence when the teacher's deadline came?"

——Tianyuan cannot live without Qinghe, because...

"Because of what?" Gong Yilin looked forward to the following.

Wei Zhi shook his head, "I'm afraid only the head teacher himself knows the truth."

Back Mountain at this time

The snow-white fierce bird suddenly spread its wings and flew to the highest peak, a distance of thousands of feet, but in the blink of an eye.When it stopped, its whole body was coated with a strange golden light.

Gradually, the golden light dissipated, and the frightening beast just now disappeared, turning into a man in white. His eyebrows and eyes were astonishingly like that of Tianyuan's head teacher Qinghe.

Looking from the peak, the entire Tianyuan is surrounded by aura, and the cave is nothing more than this. If you can break through this cloud, you don't know what kind of scenery you will see.

Thinking of this, Qinghe stood with his hands behind his back, feeling a little sad, and the past that he hadn't remembered for a long time suddenly came to mind:

The main hall of Tianyuan more than 100 years ago

The end of the teacher's life is approaching, all the elders and outstanding disciples are standing on both sides with sad faces and hanging sleeves.

Teacher, "I said, do you remember?"

Everyone didn't dare to hesitate, Qi claimed yes, only Qinghe took a step forward, "I intend to skyrocket and soar through the sky and the earth, please pass on the position of head teacher to someone else."

"Qinghe, I know such a decision is too selfish, but you have to understand," Xu Shi's time is approaching, the man's tone of voice is much slower, "Tianyuan can't live without you, because..."

He didn't say what happened next, but there was melancholy in his eyes. For a long time, he looked at Qinghe with guilt in his eyes, and he heard the voice: "Qinghe, stay in Tianyuan, Tianyuan can't live without you, you have to understand, We really don't have the money to buy a mountain guard."

In the past hundred years, Tianyuan's disciples have never seen Qinghe very much. It's not that he is obsessed with cultivation, but that he has to attend the general meeting as the head teacher, and spend half of each month staying in the back mountain to transform into a prototype to fulfill the responsibility of guarding the mountain beast. There is a great war between heaven and earth, and it is necessary to become a battle pet to act as the facade of Tianyuan.No matter how powerful Qinghe is, he will inevitably run out of skills.

"The world beyond Tianyuan," Qinghe looked thousands of miles away through layers of clouds and mists, "what should it look like?"

Valley of Dreams

There are tens of thousands of cave dwellings in Shenmeng Valley, and the one with the most aura belongs to Bian Chenfei. His absolute strength makes him the master of this cave dwelling.

At this time, he put his hands on his knees and meditated quietly. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely clear.

That was... an epiphany.

A smile appeared on the handsome face, Bian Feichen took out the storage bag, and took out the spirit paper crane, which explained in detail the method of summoning the pen fairy.

He formed a curse mark with his hands, and muttered a sentence in his mouth, the surrounding vines jumped up like crazy, covering the hole without a trace of light, Bian Feichen had a pen in his hand out of thin air, and he quietly Concentrating on it, he said with a blank expression: "Past life, past life, I am your present life, if you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper... Will I succeed in crossing the catastrophe?"

The frantic shaking of the pen was beyond his control, and finally, the tip of the pen tremblingly stopped on the word 'no'.

next day

"The big thing is bad! Elder, the big thing is bad!" A disciple frantically rushed towards the Elder's Pavilion.

"Hurry up, what a shame!" The elder inside yelled angrily, and the disciple who came to report his legs softened and knelt on the ground, "Elder, something is wrong, big brother, he, he..."

"Feichen?" The door cracked open with a bang, and a figure appeared in front of the disciple who came to report with lightning speed, "What's wrong with Feichen?"

"Eldest brother, he..."

"Say it quickly! But something went wrong with your cultivation?"

"Eldest brother, he went back to his hometown to farm!" the disciple said in a crying voice.