The Infinite Powerhouse Mixed in the Comics

True Monarch Shenyan said indifferently: "This is a new disciple who sits down in this seat. The Taoist name is Huatian. Let's meet you."

In the lower left corner of the Shenyan Zhenjun, Jiang Jing, who had been surprised that the first task was completed so well, did not hesitate, and entered his door in a big salutation for the appearance of Shenyan Zhenjun.

Hua Tian is the Taoist name given to him by the True Monarch Shenyan.

Facing the young man in the white robe under the cloud bed, these cultivation bases are either dharma or immortal realm. The Taoist boy who has lived for tens of thousands of years respectfully saluted: "I have seen the little master."

It is very common for spirits in the cultivating world to be transformed into human-shaped Daotong. Because this kind of creature exhausts all potential when it is enlightened, it can’t improve much in strength after [-] years of cultivation.

And because the civilization process of this world is similar to ancient times, the hierarchy is strict, just like the Jiangjing family or here.

Jiang Jing nodded slightly.

Shenyan Zhenjun looked at the Daoist who was about 15 years old and calm in the early days of Tianxian, who was headed below, and said: "Yuyi, wait a moment and you take Huatian to live in the Yuanqing Palace. From now on, Huatian will be there. Practice residence."

"Yes, sir."

Then Zhenyan Shenyan looked at Jiang Jing on the side, the majesty in his eyes softened a little, and exhorted: "Hua Tian, ​​your bloodline is a three-legged golden crow, and a golden immortal is hopeful, but it is not so easy to achieve the Great Dao. "

"My teacher happens to have some fire artifacts in his hands, and he can refine a Chaos Divine Pill to help you purify your blood into a strand of the Great Sun Golden Crow's blood and improve your heritage."

"Don't cultivate for the next month when you are in retreat and refining medicine for your teacher. You should warm up your bloodline more, and then preach to you after you go out for your teacher to reshape the Taoist foundation for you."

"If you feel bored, you can ask Yuyi and the others to take you around the medicine gardens and bookstores in the main vein."

"By the way, you still have a senior sister, the Taoist name Hua Lian, who lives in the Yuanling Hall next to you, but your senior sister is in a special state, and you can start practicing next year."

Facing this new entry disciple, True Monarch Shenyan has completely regarded him as his descendant, with far-reaching vision, and he is already thinking about Jiang Jing's future.

Jiang Jing was a little moved and saluted, "Thank you, Master."

Jiang Jing's emotion was sincere and heartfelt, making the hot-tempered True Monarch Shenyan very satisfied, then he nodded slightly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

In the face of Daluo Zhenjun who has seen through the future at a glance, it is impossible to deceive them, even with the help of Nightmare Space, one day it will be revealed.

So for the sake of safety, Jiang Jing began to hypnotize himself on the way here, telling himself that he was an ordinary person on Earth in his last life, and that he was reincarnated in the Xuanhuang universe in this life. very longing...

As for everything about the Nightmare Space, they were all forgotten under the hypnosis of the spiritual power, and with the cover up of the Nightmare Space, these powers were concealed.

"Little Master, this is the Yuanqing Hall. There are restrictions outside. Only the token in your hand, Little Master, can enter and exit." Yu Yi, who came with Jiang Jing from a large hall, respectfully said.

This hall has red walls and yellow tiles, brilliant gold and blue, surrounded by towering ancient trees and shady trees, and the river scene is stunned, because it is completely different from the immortal hall he imagined.

Seemingly seeing Jiang Jing's doubts, Yu Yi explained: "Little Master, the Yuanqing Palace was built by the previous generation's master. According to records, a mortal prince lived there at that time, so the style is...a bit unique."

"Really?" Jiang Jing nodded.

Next, as soon as Tong Ziyu retreated, Jiang Jing, who had a slap-sized piece on his waist, engraved with Huatian's two simple rune waist cards, passed through the gate of the Immortal Palace and entered the courtyard.

But Jiang Jing, who had just walked into the yard, stopped and looked at a big tree on the left, where a white skirt behind the big tree was dragging on the ground.

But in Jiangjing's perception, there was no one behind the tree at all, and he couldn't help but look stunned. If he could escape his perception, the opponent's strength was at least above the gods.

It seemed that he noticed that Jiang Jing had not moved for a long time. Behind the tree, a strand of black hair hung down, and then a tragic little face that was beautiful at a young age was revealed.

This little girl in a white dress, who looked like she was about ten years old, was looking at Jiang Jing curiously. Her black and white eyes were crystal clear and extremely pure.

Jiang Jing's eyes stopped, and he said tentatively, "You are, Miss Hua Lian."

"How do you know my name is Hua Lian? Who are you? What is the little senior sister?" The little girl tilted her head and asked a series of questions, as if she didn't know the world.

Jiang Jing had a sincere smile on his face, and said gently, "My name is Jiang Jing, and my Taoist name is Huatian. I just started today, and I was accepted into the original Shenhuo line by Master."

"The reason for calling you little sister is that you entered the class before me, so you're a senior sister, and I'm a junior brother."

Looking at the boy who was a little older than her, wearing a white robe and smiling, the girl was puzzled and asked, "What is the relationship between Senior Sister and Junior Brother?

"...Is it related?"

Jiang Jing thought for a while, looked at the little girl and explained seriously: "In simple terms, our relationship is that I, like Master, are the people closest to you."

Hearing this, the little girl's eyes lit up, and her originally guarded eyes showed a hint of closeness: "Are you as close as the master? No wonder you can walk into these rooms."

In the girl's memory, only she and her master could enter these main halls, and those boys could only live in the steward's room.

Saying that, the little girl came out from behind the tree, and jumped in front of Jiang Jing, with her hands behind her back, and looked at him with a small face: "Hey, Junior Brother, does it mean that I am older because I am Senior Sister."

"Correct."

"Then junior brother, will you play with me?" The little girl's eyes showed anticipation.

Thirteen or fourteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, Jiang Jing smiled and said handsomely: "As long as it is the request of the younger sister, the younger brother will obey."

"Really?" A bright smile appeared on the little girl's face.

Born on the Xianjia Mountain, those boys were all in awe of the only disciple of True Monarch Shenyan, and they did not dare to breathe.

And because of her physique, she is temporarily unable to practice, doing nothing but reading books every day, and she has been extremely bored in the past ten years.

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boom!

"Junior brother and junior brother... Let's go to the back mountain today and continue to catch the winged snow python. It escaped yesterday, and we must catch it today."

In the morning a week later, the door of Jiang Jing's bedroom was pushed open with a bang, and the little sister Hua Lian ran in excitedly, holding more than ten red flags inscribed with a powerful breath in her hands.

Jiang Jing, who had been unable to practice recently and resumed sleeping at night, sat up from the bed, yawned helplessly and said, "Senior sister, are you not going to bed so early?"