Chapter 7 Idiot, Idiot...
"Little Lord!?"
"He is the young master of the Lin clan!?"
The girl with braids was so frightened that she quickly let go of Lin Yang's clothes with her little hands.
How could the young master of the fairy clan be touched by an ordinary girl like her? !
The audience was also trembling. They had just listened to a book with a young fairy master and made fun of him for being a little brat! ?
"It's over, it's over... The immortals are so angry that they will bleed for thousands of miles!"
Even the Northern Wilderness Dynasty, which has hundreds of millions of people and endless territory, is only a small player that can be wiped out in front of the Immortal Forest Clan.
Not to mention ordinary people like them.
They all felt great fear, their faces were extremely pale, and their whole bodies were trembling.
"Are you followers? No matter where I am, you can find me?"
Lin Yang looked at Lin Chongzhi speechlessly.
After hearing this, Lin Chongzhi was extremely excited and said: "If young master is willing, I will be your personal guard forever!"
This will be the honor of my life! "
The follower of the young master of the fairy clan is not qualified even if he wants to be a saint!
"..."
Lin Yang was speechless. People in this world are all good, but their brain circuits are a little abnormal.
Although it felt like they were flattering, the sincerity in their eyes didn't seem to be fake at all...
"If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly. I am busy enjoying the world of mortals!"
Lin Yang was very unhappy.
I have told you many times that you must keep a low profile when you come to him!
There are always such big battles, how can he still play in the world of mortals?
Didn't you see that these people were as scared as chickens after knowing his identity?
"It seems that we have to change the city again..."
Lin Yang murmured in his heart.
"Young Master, forgive me...
The patriarch must see you, so he specially sent us to invite you home! "
Lin Chongzhi was extremely respectful.
"Huh? Dad has returned to his clan?"
Lin Yang raised his eyebrows. For the past eight years, Lin Tianyuan has been fighting abroad and not with the Lin clan.
"Young Master is really extremely wise and clever!"
Lin Chongzhi flatters everyone.
"All right."
Lin Yang rolled his eyes at Lin Chong.
Although his father is a bit unreliable, he is not bad to him.
Now that I finally came back, I really should take a look.
"Let's go."
Lin Yang waved his hand and sat on Yu Qilin's back.
This is his birthday gift from his father.
Using the relics of peerless immortal beasts as mounts is a first-class luxury in the three thousand realms!
Even some ancient monks would drool with envy when they saw it.
"Young Master, what should we do with these rebellious people?"
Lin Chongzhi looked at the people who were bowing their heads around him and bowed to ask for instructions.
The dignified young master of the Immortal Clan, how could anyone dare to be disrespectful to him?
How dare these low-status commoners play tricks and laughs with the young master? I am simply tired of living!
"oh……"
Lin Yang almost forgot. He turned over his hand and took out a gold ingot and threw it on the old storyteller's desk: "The story is well told, you should be rewarded!"
The old storyteller was very knowledgeable and immediately kowtowed: "Thank you, young master, for your gift!"
Lin Yang looked at the kowtowing old man and sighed, suddenly remembering that sentence: There is already a sad and thick barrier between us...
"I had a lot of fun just now, and you all got a reward."
Lin Yang casually rewarded some broken silver coins.
"Thank you, young master, for the reward!!!"
Amidst the sounds of gratitude, Lin Yang ascended to the sky sitting on a jade unicorn, and then turned into a fairy rainbow and disappeared into the sky.
"Young Master of the Lin Clan..."
The girl with braids stared blankly at the disappearing fairy rainbow in the sky, clutching the broken silver in her hand, her big bright eyes shining with fascination.
"Don't think about it. That young master is a god in the sky, and he is destined to have no fate with mortals like us."
The old storyteller noticed the girl's affection and spoke out.
"Grandpa, mortals...can't they really become immortals?"
The girl with braids raised her head and asked.
The old storyteller opened his mouth, laughed dumbly, and patted the girl on the shoulder:
"Let me tell you a story...
Legend has it that a thousand years ago, a peerless genius was born in our Northern Wilderness Dynasty.
He began to practice at the age of three. He achieved perfection in the day after tomorrow in three months and reached the peak of Xiantian in one year.
He was already a powerful spirit transformer at the age of six.
At the age of eighteen, he won the martial arts championship of the Northern Wilderness Dynasty with his perfect strength in the Qi Sea Realm!
At the age of twenty-five, in his prime, he entered the realm of Taoist palace and became one of the first-class masters in the world!
At the age of fifty, he defeated a great master of the Dragon Transformation Realm and became the ‘youngest martial arts leader in the history of the Northern Wilderness’!
One hundred years old, the Northern Wilderness and the Southern Barbarians went to war, and millions of troops fought until the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
He took action proudly, displaying the power of the Divine Aperture Realm and reversing the battlefield with one person's power!
After becoming invincible in the world, he practiced in seclusion for three periods.
At the 300th birthday party, he stepped into the realm of kings and opened the gate of heaven with one sword! "
This story fascinates the audience.
"What a peerless evildoer, what a peerless hero!"
After only practicing for a hundred years, he is invincible, and he seeks defeat alone! After practicing for three hundred years, he opened the gate of heaven and became an immortal!
"I know, he is the Northern Wilderness Sword God Shen Cangsheng!"
"The pride of our Northern Wilderness Dynasty!"
The young people present were all excited.
Shen Cangsheng’s story has inspired so many passionate young people to embark on the path of spiritual practice!
"But the story ends here, is there any follow-up!?"
"Yes, grandpa, do you know what happened next?"
The little girl with braids was also fascinated by it, her eyes sparkling.
If you can be as outstanding as the Northern Wilderness Sword God, you can stand with that immortal young master! ?
"after?"
The old storyteller twirled his beard and sighed: "Everyone knows that the Eight Wilderness Realm is divided into the human world and the sky.
Only when you reach the realm of kings can you go to the sky realm.
The Sword God Shen Cangsheng opened the sky with one sword, and after entering the Sky Realm, he was led by the 'Sword God Sect'. "
"Then what!?"
The audience was breathing heavily. This was the first time they heard the story about the Sword God after he entered the sky.
"The genius sword god of a generation who fought his way into the sky must be an invincible hero and have accomplished an unparalleled feat, right!?"
"Now that seven hundred years have passed, he must have cultivated to a more terrifying state based on his talent. At least he is the master of this 'Sword God Sect', right?"
The young people all had rosy faces and were looking forward to it.
Looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, the old storyteller shook his head and slowly told the truth:
“After joining the Sword God Sect, Shen Cangsheng became a ‘named disciple’, and his position was the gatekeeper of the Sword God Sect.
Seven hundred years have passed, and I have barely obtained the qualifications to become an official disciple of the Sword God Sect..."
The old storyteller twirled his beard and sighed.
"Ah!? How is this possible!? He is the pride and legend of our Northern Wilderness Dynasty!"
"Guardian of the gate? Registered disciple!?"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!!!"
The audience didn't want to believe it, and some of the teenagers who were targeting Shen Cangsheng were even red-faced and eager to argue.
"Haha, these are just rumors and may not be true. Just think that I am talking nonsense."
The old storyteller didn't want to argue with everyone, but just looked at the girl with braids: "
What I want to tell you is...
The Sword God Sect is just a second-rate force in the Sky Realm.
Among the six levels of power classification: imperial, overlord, top, first-rate, second-rate, and third-rate, he can only be ranked at the second to last level! "
"Ah!? Is that Young Master's little brother the top 'Imperial Clan'!?"
The girl with braids asked in confusion.
The old storyteller shook his head.
"That...is the overlord level!?"
The girl was even more confused.
The old storyteller shook his head again. He mustered up his courage and exhaled: "The Lin Clan is the only... immortal fairy clan in the Bahuang Realm!!!"
The Immortal Clan is above all else!
He is the master of the realm and the master of all forces!
Even the Imperial Clan are nothing more than ants in front of the Immortal Clan, they can be exterminated with just a breath!
This is the Immortal Immortal Clan! ! ! "
"Gulu..."
The audience felt a bone-chilling chill going straight to their heads, making them tremble uncontrollably.
They only know that the Lin clan is the master of Bahuang.
But there is no specific concept of the four words ‘Lord of the Eight Desolations’.
After all, in their perception, the Northern Wilderness Dynasty was already huge!
And the old storyteller’s story shattered their worldview——
"The Northern Wasteland Dynasty is just an inconspicuous one among the many dynasties in the world."
“The strongest genius ever born in the Northern Wilderness Dynasty ascended to the Sky Realm.
Only one second-rate force is assigned to guard the gate! "
“And that young master is the son of the leader of the Immortal Forest Clan!
In other words, he is the future... the ruler of the Eight Desolate Realms! ! ! "
"Gulu..."
It wasn't clear to them until this moment.
How big and terrifying is that cute little boy just now?
“It’s a life worth listening to books with such a great person!”
"yes……"
The audience nodded in agreement.
Only the little girl with braids murmured: "Acquired, innate, transformed into spirit, sea of qi, palace of Tao, transformed into dragon, divine orifice, king."
Is this the realm of spiritual practice?
As long as you reach the king's level, you can soar into the sky and stand in the same world as that little brother!
I decided, I want to practice! "
She clenched her fists, her big eyes flickering, looking at the sky where Lin Yang disappeared.
The old storyteller looked at the girl's eyes and knew that his persuasion had no effect, so he could only shake his head and sigh: "Idiot... Idiot..."
He knew very well that no matter how hard the girl tried, she would never be able to break through this seemingly infinite class barrier.
Even if she uses up all her power and has unparalleled opportunities, she can even become a genius.
He is simply not qualified to show the door to the Lin clan, let alone see Lin Yang again...
