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"After learning the immortal arts, one can also control the qi and travel, giving a huge amount of lifespan." The lifespan of a mortal is only one hundred years, the lifespan of an immortal is one hundred thousand years! " The beautiful woman pursed her red lips and said with a smile.

"Let me introduce you. This old man is an elder of the Withering Dragon Sect and this fairy is the Peak Master of the Profound Heart Sect. And I, on the other hand, am the City Lord of Peace City whom the Lord of the Empire of Dragon Fang has bestowed upon you, the one who has recommended you to the Lord of the Country the establishment of the Empyrean Terminus Academy. " The middle-aged man that looked like a general said in a deep voice.

"What audacity, Iron City Lord, your subordinates are really arrogant, to actually harm a person with superior spiritual roots. Does your King of the Dragon Fang Kingdom know of that?" Green-browed Old Man was furious when he heard this, he glanced at the middle aged general.

"Where's the Shadow Feather Guard?" Iron City Lord's face was as black as paint as he roared.

Suddenly, the clouds in the sky parted and two feathered men flew out. Their iron wings cut across the sky, and instantly landed inside the Ancestral Temple. The silver steel feathers seemed to have been retracted by the mechanism, revealing two men in silver scales and silver helmets. Their faces were completely covered by silver helmets, revealing only their hawk-like eyes.

"Confine Zhu Cheng into a secret prison and let him be punished by the Shadow Owl!" The Iron City Lord said in a stern voice.

"Yes sir!" The two of them acknowledged simultaneously, their entire bodies erupting with Qi, instantly revealing their cultivation at the Innate Spiritual Energy Realm, they grabbed onto Cha Si and sent him flying towards the Deputy Director.

At this time, Zhu Cheng was so scared that his forehead was covered in sweat. His knees went weak and he actually kneeled down.

"Mayor, I was foolish for offending such a noble talent. This was an unintentional action. The jade slip that I used could only be evaluated as a medium level spirit root. This was a misjudgement." As for threatening Young Master Zhen, that was all a slip of the tongue. Please reconsider, City Lord! "

Deputy Director, who was previously filled with ferocity, was now kneeling on the ground and shivering. His robes were dirty and he could not care less.

"I don't want to hear any explanations, drag it out for me!" Iron City Lord waved his hands, and two shadow guards grabbed Zhu Cheng's arms and brought him down.

"Ah, City Lord, it's an injustice!"

The middle-aged general's eyes flashed with a bright light. No matter how hard he tried to explain, he just ignored him. What Zhu Cheng didn't know was that if the two Immortal Sect Elders weren't here today, he might still be alive. But he actually lost face for the Iron City Lord, so he killed him!

A mere Cha Si's Deputy Director, with his cultivation, there were plenty of people to replace him!

"Cough cough, immortal masters, may I ask, which sect is stronger?" Seeing the heavy atmosphere, Zhen Yinjian asked with a cough.

Hearing his question, the three big figures looked at each other, as if it was not easy to destroy each other. In fact, the sects behind the three were very close, no one could say for sure that they were the strongest.

"Little brother, cultivating in the Immortal Dao is all about fate. The sects that we three are from aren't weak!" The beautiful woman from the Celestial Sect of Wonders said with a chuckle.

Seeing that the other two did not say a word, Zhen Yinjian obviously agreed. He suddenly thought of something.

"Immortal Masters, I have a friend who is plotting against me. His face is ruined, but do you think I can find a way to get him from the three sects?"

"What is his cultivation base?" The green-eyebrowed old man asked.

"Probably at the Bone Forging stage."

Hearing the words of the Elementary Level, the Green-browed Old Man, the beautiful woman and the middle-aged general frowned but did not say a word.

"What's wrong, deities, do you have any difficulties?" Zhen Yinjian felt that he could not hold back at all.

"Young man, we can't agree to your request." The middle-aged general was in a difficult position.

"Why is it so difficult to be a mere mortal?" Zhen Yinjian was a little dissatisfied, this group of deities were too useless.

"Little brother, you don't understand. If it's the people from the Congenital Stage who suffered damage to their faces, we can heal them with spirit pills. But mortals are not. " The beautiful woman had a smile on her face and her red lips were burning.

"Why is that?"

"The reason is simple, the bodies of mortals that have not been refined is extremely weak. The power of the Spirit Pellet is too violent for them, and Xiantian cultivator, on the other hand, has a strong body and strong Qi channels that can withstand the power of the Spirit Pellet." The middle-aged general shook his head.

"Don't tell me there's no pill to save a mortal's damaged face?" Zhen Yinjian was a little flustered at the moment.

However, the two Grand Immortals only smiled and didn't explain too much. Of course there is such a pill. However, you must know that the value of this pill is not low, and it is rather unorthodox. Spending a large amount of precious materials to create something that was useful to mortals was simply not worth it.

To the Immortal Sect Elders, Immortals were Immortals, mortals were mortals, the difference between Heaven and Earth.

"Bastard, what do you think cultivation is for?" Just to save this kind of trash? This old man sees that your heart is too strong. Even with your spiritual roots, I'm afraid it would still be very difficult for you to succeed. " Green-browed Old Man's eyes flickered, looking at Zhen Yinjian with an expression filled with disdain.

The beautiful woman and the Iron City Lord dressed in battle uniform also smiled and shook their heads, obviously disagreeing with his thoughts.

"Have you decided which sect you want to join? We don't have the time to dawdle with you." Green-browed Old Man flung his sleeves impatiently.

To the Green-browed Old Man, even though this Zhen Yinjian brat possessed high quality spirit roots, he did not have the ability to be arrogant. Every forty years, Withering Dragon Sect would always have disciples with top-grade spiritual roots. Some people would fly into the sky while others would not be able to survive. He was the only one who truly stood at the head of the sect.

Moreover, this child's heart was too heavy. In his heart, he was already considered as a likely successor with superior spiritual roots who lacked strength. When he thought about his performance, he felt even weaker.

Green-browed Old Man's contempt, the beautiful woman's ridicule, and even Iron City Lord's shake of his head; it was as if none of these grand characters could accept Zhen Yinjian's decision. It was as if this young man was looking down on a childish child. The cold and prideful nature of the man caused Zhen Yinjian, who was from another world, to feel a chill in his heart.

Anger suddenly rose. The feeling of being mocked and looked down upon stimulated his entire body's self-esteem, causing blood to gush out from his head!

What right do you have to be superior cultivators and recklessly trample over the lives of mortals? Why do you have to weigh the pros and cons instead of saving them? What was there to join such a cold-blooded and ruthless sect?

Thinking about that, Zhen Yinjian cupped his fists, lowered his head, and said:

"This child's fortune is shallow, and is not worth the pity of the deities. Please forgive me." His expression was neither humble nor arrogant. With a firm expression, he made his decision!

"Humph!" With a groan, the Green-browed Old Man's face grew dark and he instantly rose into the air. He controlled the magical equipment to quickly fly out of the Zhen Mansion without even looking back.

"Little brother, you've changed your mind. You can go to Peace City's Profound Heart Market and tell me my name. I'm Yun Mo Xiang." The beautiful woman covered her mouth as she smiled. A delicate fragrance drifted over as the woman also flew away.

"On behalf of the Empyrean Terminus Academy, I welcome you to join us at any time. Young man, I'm in favor of you. If you need any help in Peace City, you can look for me at the City Lord's Mansion!" The middle-aged general laughed boldly and leaped up, disappearing without a trace!

Suddenly, the Ancestral Temple became somewhat quiet. At this time, Zhen Fu and the rest of the clan elders had already surrounded him.

"Fellow clan elders, do you have anything else to say?"

"Aiyo, grandnephew Xian, our Zhen Family has produced a genius like you!"

"Not only does the ancestor have a spirit, the ancestral tomb should also have a spirit."

"I propose that the parents of nephew Xian be brought into the ancestral hall."

"Not just in the ancestral hall, I don't think it would be too much to place first in the ancestral hall."

Needless to say, these old things had lived for more than ten years. Each one of them was more creative than the last, to the point where even Zhen Yinjian felt that he was floating.

"Aiyo, don't you think that's a bit against the rules?" Zhen Yinjian pretended to hesitate, but he was actually overjoyed in his heart.

"What rules? From now on, you are the rule of our Zhen family." Seeing that the old waiters beside him were getting more and more exaggerated, even his position as an old man was a little unprotected.

Zhen Fu slapped the red wood table and said fiercely, after that he revealed an even more fawning expression towards Zhen Yinjian, and the smile on his face wrinkled like an old chrysanthemum.

"Awesome!"

"Awesome!"

"This Zhen Fu really knows how to f * * king flatter horses!"

As the sect elders next to him thought this, they immediately began to sweat profusely. They never thought that Zhen Fu could actually flatter people to this extent. Many people sighed in their hearts, as expected, Zhen Fu was indeed a good person.

"Aiyo, since all of you uncles are giving your grandnephew such face, then I can only gladly accept the order. Elder, I dare not to say anything! " Zhen Yinjian cupped his hands towards the clan elders and laughed.

"Grandnephew Xian is being too courteous!"

"That's nothing. Our Zhen family still needs to rely on our grandnephew in the future."

A few clan elders continued to flatter Zhen Yinjian, making him enjoy himself greatly.

"Then I'll thank all of you uncles and uncles. As for fifth uncle, if you have any thoughts in the future, feel free to tell your grandnephew." If I can help, I definitely will not decline. " Before he left, Zhen Fu bid farewell to the elders who held authority in the Ancestral Temple.

Looking at Zhen Yinjian's departing figure, all of the sect elders bitterly smiled as they looked at the smiling Zhen Fu, whose face was completely red, and silently cursed in their hearts:

"That old ghost got lucky."