Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Not willing."

Xia Yan replied subconsciously.

Purely subconscious behavior.

After all, it is the emperor of heaven.

In the whole world, no one is worthy of being his master.

Even in the state of amnesia, those things engraved in the bones still cannot be changed.

At this moment, the feather robe floated in front of Xia Yan, and the fairy-like little fairy was stunned.

The beautiful face was full of shock.

You know, she is a fairy.

In this world, there is no need to say more about what immortals represent.

Can anyone refuse the immortal to accept disciples?

A handsome young man in white shirt appeared beside the little fairy.

He smiled bitterly and looked at his senior sister, and then at Xia Yan.

When he saw Xia Yan.

This young man in white shirt understood why his senior sister was clearly on the way back to the mountain, but suddenly turned back, rushing, and couldn't wait to come here.

Just because of the boy in front of me...

he……

What should I say?

The white shirt youth didn't know how to evaluate the person in his eyes.

In his opinion, Xia Yan's talent is almost visible to the naked eye!

Especially the body!

Zhong Tiandi is not an exaggeration!

Vaguely, he seemed to be able to see the aura of heaven and earth floating around him, occasionally flashing ripples.

What kind of talent is this? !

The white shirt youth has never seen it.

In fact, this is entirely because Xia Yan is a creature of Dadao.

Even when he lost his memory and didn't know his original cultivation realm.

His body, which had long been different from ordinary people, was still far more terrifying than the creatures under the highway.

Not the realm of cultivation.

It's a change in the bones.

Now, when Xia Yan thinks he is not a powerful cultivator, he is no different from a normal mortal at this moment, and even his physical strength is greatly weakened.

But to become a great creature, the genes that have changed the foundation cannot be changed.

Of course, Xia Yan knew nothing about it at this moment.

He just thought the two people in front of him were a little weird.

In addition, the beautiful woman is about to accept a disciple.

correct……

What is an apprentice?

Why would I say no?

At that moment, doubts flashed in Xia Yan's eyes.

Something seemed to be touched, but I wanted to think deeply but couldn't think through.

This feeling seemed to be that whenever Xia Yan was about to think of who he was, he was blocked again.

On his way to recover his memory, there seems to be a strong barrier...

The little fairy did not give Xia Yan a chance to react.

The eyes rolled.

"It's all out anyway, so you can't come back empty-handed."

"If this continues, the sect will open me sooner or later."

The little fairy muttered to herself for a while, and then suddenly grabbed Xia Yan's shoulder.

With a smile, he said, "Go away, this fairy will definitely accept you as a disciple in this life!"

As we spoke, people rose up into the sky like a stream of light.

The white shirt youth opened his mouth.

Bring such a disciple?

Isn't this strong buying and selling?

People have not yet wanted to.

My sister...

But when he thinks of his senior sister's temperament, the white shirt youth is not surprised.

He shook his head.

Follow along.

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In a large green mountain not far from this small town, there is a sect that is not too big.

His name is Wangxianzong.

In this world, it can be squeezed into the third-rate forces.

There are about 50,000 or 60,000 disciples in the sect.

Among them, there are also many handyman disciples with poor qualifications.

There are only a few thousand disciples who can cultivate, and the others are raising them for nothing.

The reputation of this sect is quite good. The head of the sect is a well-known great philanthropist in Qili and Baxiang nearby.

The head teacher of Wang Xianzong is enjoying the flies bombardment of the elders at this moment.

"Master, you can no longer indulge Lin Xing like this."

"Yes, head teacher, Lin Xing is the elder of the sect, but she has never accepted disciples."

"I hope the incense of Xianzong can be broken in Lin Xing's vein."

"As the peak master of the Ninth Peak and the elder of this sect, the incense of the Ninth Peak must not be broken."

"If Lin Xing doesn't find a disciple, I don't think she will have to do it as the peak master."

"Yes, the personal disciples of the Great Elder of the First Peak have now been passed down to three generations. The cultivation realm is obvious to all, and they are even more outstanding in cultivating descendants."

"I think the position of the peak master of the Ninth Peak will be given to the personal disciple Qin Ling of the Great Elder."

The eight elders are also the eight peak masters of Wangxianzong.

Talking in this babble.

In fact, their goal is very simple, that is, to raise the elder's personal disciple Qin Ling to the top.

The great elder didn't speak from beginning to end. When talking about his disciples, the great elder pressed his hand and said with a smile: "Everyone is serious, Lin Xing's position as the master of the Nine Peaks was established by the head teacher. "

"Although Lin Xing has not made any contribution to our sect for so many years, there is no credit but hard work."

What this said.

It directly denied Lin Xing.

All fools could hear what the great elder meant.

The rest of the elders suddenly yelled even more.

The head teacher of Wang Xianzong was stunned.

He understood that these people came to force the palace today.

As if not to remove Lin Xing's position as the peak master, that would be sorry for the ancestors of Wang Xianzong.

"Then ask Qin Ling to come in."

"Let the master take a look." The great elder said helplessly under the praise of the crowd.

She seemed to be forced to agree.

It was the moment his voice just fell.

Outside the hall walked in a young man with a magnificent character and outstanding temperament.

It's already ready.

Just waiting for the upper position.

With a quiet smile on Qin Ling's face, he entered the hall.

A line of salute to the elders, and then to the head teacher, bowed deeply, and bowed a big salute.

"Qin Ling is about to become a fairy, right."

The head teacher of Wang Xianzong observed the young man in secret, and said in surprise.

Sin!

In the entire Wangxianzong, there were only two people.

It is him and the Great Elder.

If Qinling becomes an immortal, then it would be the third great immortal of Wang Xianzong.

The location of Nine Peaks...

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At this moment, suddenly, there was a sound outside the hall.

"The fairy has found his disciple."

The voice has not fallen, and the figure has arrived.

A beautiful fairy came to the temple with a black-clothed and dark-haired teenager.

The fairy is naturally Lin Xing.

The young man is Xia Yan.

Found a disciple? ?

This was originally a favorable condition to remove the position of Lin Xing Peak Master.

Seeing Lin Xing led a young man into the hall.

The eyes of the eight elders suddenly darkened.

The smile on Qin Ling's face also stiffened.

Just said that for so many years, she has not done anything proper and done nothing, and found a disciple right now? ?

Who is this disciple?

The eyes of everyone immediately focused on Xia Yan.

It is in this sight.

Their hearts trembled together.

What kind of person is this? !

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"Master, this is a dimensionality reduction blow."

Outside the small world, outside the sky, the monkey arms around his chest, smiling with interest.

The bridge surface in front of Yuzao was a bit cold.

"Hmph, look at those people, I'm afraid they will die and live."

Several of Xia Yan's guardian spirits came outside this small world.

Secretly protecting him...

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