As Mao Zhenjun left.
Old Xue Xian was very unwilling, but he had no choice but to go against his ancestor's wishes. He could only hide his unwillingness deep in his heart. He even knew that he would be severely punished after returning.
But he couldn't understand why the ancestor would do this.
What's surprising about these three people.
If it is Qin Yang, then there is no need. The ancestor is an Immortal Emperor, so there is no need to be so polite to a descendant of the Immortal Lord.
It didn't take long.
Yinxian Mountain is just ahead.
The location of Yinxian Mountain is relatively remote. Perhaps because it is really unpopular in the fairy world, there is no force within thousands of miles around Yinxian Mountain, not even a city.
There is nothing but bare mountains and dark soil.
"Uncle Mao, this place is so desolate." Qin Yang got close to Mao Zhenjun, but his previous doubts had been overheard.
Mao Zhenjun smiled and said, "My dear nephew, there is nothing we can do about it."
For this reason, to be honest, Mao Zhenjun couldn't laugh or cry. Just because Yinxian Mountain's magical powers were a bit strange, he was not popular with him. Yinxian Mountain was once almost destroyed.
If there hadn't been an ancestor who cast a blood curse and scared off many strong men, I'm afraid Yinxian Mountain would have ceased to exist.
"If possible, I suggest planting some green plants." Lin Fan said.
He suggested that it is more important to green the Yinxian Mountain first. If you want to make the hilltop more attractive, you must have more greenery.
Also, when those guys are using magical powers, can they not vomit blood while doing it? The scene is so bad that I can’t stand it.
"Are they green plants?" Mao Zhenjun thought for a moment, "Go back and let your disciples try it."
Xue Laoxian didn't know what his ancestor was thinking. Anyway, he was standing behind, bowing his head and saying nothing. He always felt that this was a little different from what he thought.
Qin Yang happily came to Old Xue Xian and said: "Old man, you saw it, let me tell you, why bother? Your ancestors treat us as guests, but you want our lives, I think you will definitely go back If you are going to be punished, how can you say the word "hateful" clearly..."
Xiang Fei discovered that Qin Yang was really cheap.
That's not ordinary cheapness.
Xue Laoxian was very angry by Qin Yang, but he always suppressed the anger in his heart. He really wanted to kill Qin Yang, so much so that he wanted to kill Qin Yang more than Lin Fan.
"Hmph." Old Immortal Xue snorted coldly, expressing his dissatisfaction.
Qin Yang exclaimed: "Uncle Mao, he yelled at me, and I saw murderous intent in his eyes. I don't even dare to go to Yinxian Mountain anymore."
Mao Zhenjun looked at Old Xue Xian coldly.
The old immortal Xue was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and did not dare to speak.
Damn it!
It's really quite doggy.
Qin Yang looked at Old Xue Xian with a smile, and stuck out his tongue at Old Xue Xian in annoyance, slightly...
What can you do to me
Old Blood Immortal clenched his fingers tightly, veins appeared, and he felt hatred in his heart. He was a hateful guy.
"Here we are, this is Yinxian Mountain." Mao Zhenjun said.
They fell into the mountain, surrounded by innate formations covering this area. Of course, this place gave people a very different feeling, always with a gloomy feeling.
It's not a matter of terrain here.
But the disciples who practice in Yinxian Mountain will try to use their magical powers, which creates an atmosphere that makes people feel uncomfortable.
Mao Zhenjun led Lin Fan to walk inside the mountain gate. When countless disciples saw the visitor, they all shouted respectfully that they had seen their ancestor.
To the disciples.
They were all curious about who the three people following their ancestor were.
When they saw Old Xue Xian, they found that the elder's face was gloomy and terrifying, as if he had been wronged, but his eyes were full of murderous intent, as if he wanted to kill someone.
Who are you going to kill
It's a bit scary.
Mao Zhenjun summoned an elder and ordered: "Find the inheritance disciples in the mountain. The ancestor has brought back three geniuses from outside. I hope to show them."
"Yes, Ancestor." The elder looked at the ugly Old Blood Immortal and left in a hurry.
He didn't know why Old Xue Xian came back with his ancestor, and his face was ugly. Could it be that something happened outside
Lin Fan said: "Emperor Mao Xian, isn't it a bit bad to fight against the disciples of Guishan inheritance?"
"Yes, yes, Uncle Mao, what if we hurt their self-confidence? Brother Lin has no other abilities, but he is very good at destroying people's Taoist hearts." Qin Yang said.
Immediately, Qin Yang noticed the way Lin Fan looked at him. He felt that you deserved to be beaten to death. The fact that you didn't die was a proof that God didn't have eyes.
"Look at what I do, Uncle Mao, everything I said is true." Qin Yang said.
Mao Zhenjun smiled and said: "It doesn't matter."
Back mountain.
The scenery here is very different from other places in Yinxian Mountain. The scenery is very beautiful. At this time, there is a roaring sound, and a waterfall falls like a galaxy and hits a huge rock in the pool.
If you look carefully.
You can see a figure sitting there under the waterfall.
"Elder brother, stop practicing. The ancestor has brought three young people back. It seems that the ancestor wants to open our eyes and see the talented people outside. I am a little dissatisfied, but I think it was the ancestor who brought them back. It’s definitely not simple. In order not to lose face to our Yinxian Mountain, we must ask our senior brother to support us.” A man shouted.
This man is short in stature. If there is a fortune teller here, he will definitely exclaim, "You are lucky enough to survive until now despite being hit five short times. Your fate is really evil, very evil."
As the words fell.
The waterfall that was rolling down suddenly stopped, as if time had stopped. Then, a torrent rose into the sky, sweeping up a white mist.
"Is there still such a thing?"
The man in the waterfall stood up and walked over. His strong body was different from that of ordinary immortals, as if he had specially cultivated his physical body.
He came to the shore, picked up the clothes on the stone and put them on, and asked curiously: "Where did it come from? It must not be simple for the ancestor to bring it back in person."
"I don't know. Anyway, I am quite favored by my ancestors." The short man said. Then he saw the alien bone that originally pierced the skin on the back of the senior brother was refined into the body. He exclaimed: "Senior Brother, you have successfully transformed the dragon bone into the body." Integrated into one’s own body?”
"Well, it's no big deal to stay in seclusion here for a few months and refine the dragon bone into one's body." The senior brother looked calm, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.
But the short man almost jumped up in shock, "Elder brother is extremely talented in refining dragon bones, so what are the geniuses outside? As long as the senior brother is willing to come out, the title of the first genius must belong to the senior brother."
The senior brother said: "Junior brother, you must not have such an idea. There are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. If you think that you can be invincible by refining dragon bones, then you will definitely die in the future without knowing how. Just say that the young emperor of Tianting, I once told him I’ve met him once, but I haven’t been able to defeat him in a hundred moves. Even now, I don’t have absolute confidence that I can defeat him.”
"Let's go and see how the three geniuses brought back by our ancestors are doing."
People who have integrated into the Dragon Bone will naturally be arrogant. Although their words are very low-key, they are extremely proud in their hearts. Even if they admit that others are better than him, they will never give in easily.
at this time.
At the main hall.
The ancestor said: "These three are the three talented people I invited back from outside. This little friend's name is Lin Fan, and he is quite famous outside. Although you are all in the mountain gate, you must have heard of it."
When the ancestor introduced Lin Fan.
The Yinxian Mountain inheritance disciples exclaimed.
Of course they have heard of it.
"Ancestor, could this be the hand demon madman Lin Fan, known as the Huabang Killer? He has taken advantage of the Yaochi Fairy." A disciple couldn't help but exclaimed.
Poof!
Qin Yang couldn't help laughing, then looked at Lin Fan with a blushing face, "Brother Lin, your reputation is too loud."
Lin Fan was quite embarrassed, Madhu, my record is so brilliant, why do I only remember this incident.
Is it necessary to remember it for so long
It's really terrible.
The disciple, perhaps thinking that something was wrong, hurriedly said: "I don't mean anything else, I just admire you. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, when I hear others talk about it, I also feel longing for it. The ancestor can do this." I am convinced that Tianjiao will be brought back to Shannai."
"Hahaha..." Mao Zhenjun laughed, "Since ancient times, heroes have been born in young men, and young heroes have loved beauties. This has been the case since ancient times. I think when our ancestors were young, the geniuses of that era were no weaker than you. If Xiaoyou Lin had been born in our era, , that is also an incredible existence.”
Lin Fan cupped his fists and said modestly: "Ancestor Mao, I'm sorry."
Then, Mao Zhenjun began to introduce again: "This is Qin Xiaoxianzun Qin Yang of the Qin Family of the Immortal Family."
Qin Yang held his head high and said calmly: "Uncle Mao, there is no need to introduce me. They should all know who I am. I suppressed the King of War. At the beginning, he was arrogant and lawless. I couldn't stand it, so I took action to teach him a lesson." , I just hope that he can practice well and keep a low profile. Although I don’t know what War King is doing recently, he must understand my good intentions."
Xiang Fei sighed helplessly, Brother Qin is really a talent, and ordinary people cannot compare with him.
Look at the inheritance disciples of Yinxian Mountain, they are all talking in low voices.
The person we were talking about seemed to be a master of immortal treasures.
You don't rely on strength to fight the enemy, you rely on the fairy treasure. Whether you can be stable depends on whether the fairy treasure is strong enough.
Then Xiang Fei didn't wait for Mao Zhenjun's introduction, cupped his fists and said, "I'm Xiang Fei."
Mao Zhenjun smiled and said: "Xiang Xiaoyou is not from the wilderness at first glance. He should be from somewhere else. If I guessed correctly, he should be from the Western Desert."
Xiang Fei cupped his fists and said, "Ancestor Mao has a sharp eye. This junior has indeed come from the desert of the Western Plains."
Subsequently.
Then Mao Zhenjun looked at the disciples and said, "The ancestor invited the three geniuses to come this time, hoping that you can learn from the three geniuses. After all, you often claim that you are invincible in the mountains, and I want to kill your arrogance. In case you go out and lose your life for pride in the future."
Lin Fan pondered.
Could it be that Patriarch Mao invited them back just to practice with his disciples