"This old guy..."

Ye Lingtian’s spine is cold.

It was like a bald old man standing there, who noticed Ye Lingtian looked over and showed a row of yellow front teeth. The cold color behind the eye socket became stronger and stronger, as if it could pull people into a hell abyss. He was standing there, but the void in all directions was silent and solidified, as if it was suppressed by some force.

"Is he also a registered disciple of Feixian Sect? No matter what, the old man's cultivation level is unfathomable, and I am definitely not his opponent now." His mind was calm and Ye Lingtian looked at the other mountains.

These mountains are like the mountains at your feet. They are filled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and contain the essence of the sun and the moon. The flowers and plants on the mountain are full of vitality. There are many spiritual cranes and monkeys building nests on the cliffs.

There are seven mountains in total, surrounding a circle, guarding a valley. The valley is covered with a beautiful vision of flying immortals like a mirror flower, water and moon. Further down, there is a thick cloud and mist that makes people unable to see the scene. There are only some outlines of the jade building and jade pavilion, which are half hidden and half-appearing under the fog sea, making people imagine it.

Ye Lingtian guessed that this valley must be the core and important place of Feixian Sect, and only the true disciples of Feixian Sect can step into it.

"Who dares to commit crimes in Feixian Sect? Don't you know the rules of my Feixian Sect?"

At that time, a gorgeous rainbow road rushed out from the depths of the fog sea in the valley. An old man with a young face and fairy-like spirit walked on the long rainbow bridge and came to the top square where Ye Lingtian was, and said, "The murder in the Feixian Sect will be pierced by thousands of arrows and crushed the bones and ashes."

"Hehe, this is the elder of Feixian Sect. I see how Ye Lingtian deals with it." Someone said gloatingly.

But seeing Ye Lingtian neither humble nor arrogant, he bowed and said, "I am in a hurry to follow the power of things. I killed those guys out of self-defense. Besides, the ambitions of these people are obvious, all of them are aimed at the "Flying Immortal Slash" secret technique of Feixian Sect. I killed them and eliminated a group of spyers for Feixian Sect."

"Oh? The little guy is sharp-tongued. Judging from what you mean, I want to thank you for your replacement in Feixian Sect." The old man said angrily.

Ye Lingtian seemed to have not heard the old man's words and said with a smile, "How could that be? This is what I should do. From now on, I will be a registered disciple of Feixian Sect, and I still want my seniors to support me."

"Sir!" the old man shouted, "No one can blaspheme the rules of Feixian Sect! You can kill a lot in Feixian Sect, and go with me. If you can withstand the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and burning the body of flames, you will never die!"

"Senior, I can testify that Brother Ye did have to kill those guys out of self-protection. He was not intentionally offending the rules of the Feixian Sect." Murong Tianlin said.

"What's the use of you testifying alone? Are there anyone else who testified to this kid?" The old man curled his lips.

"I am both a princess and a big black cat!" said the little princess angrily; "Old man, you can't be unreasonable."

"I'm unreasonable? Little girl movies, you dare to talk nonsense anymore. I'll take you away and suffer!"

"An unreasonable old thing." Ye Lingtian rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and a light of inspiration appeared. He walked forward and said, "Senior, let me talk."

"Don't hang out with me in public!" The old man raised his head, showing his mastery style.

...

In the end, the old and the young went to the edge of the mountain.

No one knew what they said, but when he saw the old man, he pretended to say, "Forget it this time! I will never show mercy when I dare to violate the rules of the Feixian Sect next time!"

"Have you asked the name of senior yet?" Ye Lingtian asked.

"One of the eight guardians of Feixian Sect, you can call me a guardian of the turtle and crane." After the old man said that, he left.

"A thousand-year-old turtle is 80,000-year-old turtle. The old guy kept saying anything about the rules, but he was not an old bastard who was favoritism and abused the law." Ye Lingtian complained in his heart.

Ye Lingtian spent a lot of money to fool this old thing away and gave the other party ten thousand-year-old elixir leaves. If it weren't for this, how could this old thing be so easy to give up?

The monks at the scene were completely disgusted with big eyes and stared at them.

“What the hell is going on?”

"Crime someone in Feixian Sect, offends the rules of Feixian Slash, and can you still be safe and sound?"

"What kind of conspiracy did Ye Lingtian use? It's so shameless!"

"He didn't give the Feixian Sect any benefits, right?"

...

"Brother Ye, you wouldn't have given the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine to that old guy and bribed him?" Murong Tianlin asked in a voice transmission.

"Am I that generous?" Ye Lingtian waved his hand and said, "I still want to keep the things like Thousand Years of Spiritual Medicine to kill the Dao with impact. How could I give it to others casually?"

"That's right. The thousand-year-old spiritual medicine is precious, and it is greedy and crazy by the powerful saints." Murong Tianlin swallowed and said, "Brother Ye... I have a heartless request. Can you give me some thousand-year-old spiritual medicine?

I haven't seen what the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine looks like. Don't worry, I can give you a secret technique. It is the top secret technique of my Murong family. In theory, it cannot be passed down, but I have also sacrificed my life for the thousand-year-old spiritual medicine."

"No need for this. Even if you give me that secret technique, it must not be complete." Ye Lingtian shook his head, pointed his fingers, and a moment full of natural Taoist patterns. The completely crystal clear and flawless green leaves appeared in the air. The gushing energy and fragrance scent made hundreds of monks on the top of the mountain look over in an instant.

"The leaves of the thousand-year-old elixir?" said the bald old man with a long-lasting look, his voice rustling.

"Brother Ye, you..." Murong Tianlin hurriedly put this leaf into his pocket and said, "I will never thank you for your kindness! If Brother Ye has any assignment in the future, I, Murong Tianlin, will have no choice but to go up the sword mountain and the sea of ​​fire."

"A mere piece of leaves of a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine are not worth mentioning." Ye Lingtian smiled faintly and asked, "We are just coming to Feixian Sect. Are we considered to be registered disciples of Feixian Sect? Do you need to register your names, record them in the book or something?"

"To put it nicely, it's the registered disciples, and to put it nicely, it's the cultivators from all major forces who come to Feixian Sect to secretly learn "Flying Immortal Sword". These people will leave if they can't learn "Flying Immortal Sword". Some people stay for a few years or more. Feixian Sect never refuses anyone. If they have to register their names, then wouldn't they be too busy to die?"

Murong Tianlin pointed to a row of wooden houses at the foot of the mountain and said, "I think that is the area where the registered disciples live."
Chapter completed!