Born with Protagonist's Face

The light of Feixian descended on Chen Tiansheng's head.

Chen Tiansheng felt like the hands of warm sun caressing the top of his head, as if there was a fairy sound lingering in his ears.

Let him narrow his eyes slightly, indescribably enjoying the feeling.

The cultivators such as Zi Kuangren also looked at the light of the flying fairy as if they were wise and approached Chen Tiansheng in a daze.

The monks who were chasing the immortal light farther away were also desperate and helpless. They could only turn their swords and flew towards Chen Tiansheng with a whistling sound...

And the light of flying immortals that the ten thousand zhangxiaguang turned into is also more and more, and the light of flying immortals is bathed on the top of Chen Tiansheng's head, like immortals descending into the mortal world.

Chen Tiansheng's half-tied bun was automatic without wind, and soon there was the sound of pearls and jade falling on the plate, and the sound of golden wares smashing.

"When I become an immortal, heaven and earth will sing for me!" said one person.

"On the day I attain the Tao, sentient beings wish me to go!" Another said.

"I have a way to become an immortal!" they said in unison.

"I also have the art of longevity!" Qi Yin.

"Leave it with future generations, remember my name!" There were countless voices.

That voice is not one, nor the voice of one person, but the rays of light falling one by one in the light of flying immortals, the sounds of flying immortals one by one.

417 is the voice of countless shouts, and it is the voice of countless people who have been flying immortals in this world.

They all echoed in Chen Tiansheng's ears.

Even, after the light of flying immortals came into contact with Chen Tiansheng, it seemed to be touched in the dark, and they turned into immortal shadows one by one, manifesting immortal bodies, and they were like clouds in the air.

Seeing this scene, countless monks were stunned, "This is..."

"Flying Immortal Manifestation?"

"Or is it just a vision formed by the light of the flying fairy?"

They do not know, although they know the light of the flying fairy, and the role of the light of the flying fairy is also recorded in detail in the sect classics, but their shallow knowledge can no longer describe the scene they see.

Even the madman Zi, who thought he was erudite and talented, also scratched his hairless bald head in confusion, and was speechless.

As for the other monks, they were even more at a loss.

But hey, you know what those fairy light manifestations portend—

"Could it be that this light of flying immortals still retains the will of those ancestors flying immortals? Or is this light of flying immortals a bridge connecting ancestors flying immortals? 39

"If not, how can I clearly feel (cgcb) the joy of this flying fairy light? The joy in the dark?

A monk muttered to himself.

Immediately afterward, a cultivator affirmed with a full face, "You feel right, the light of this flying fairy does not have the effect of connecting the ancestors of the flying fairy at the beginning, nor is it motivated by a hidden power!"

"Well... I have to write it down so that I can leave it to my descendants to remember this passage and include it in the sect classics!"

The cultivator was a little dazed, staring at the talking cultivator and actually took out a book in the shape of a small book, and actually painted it like no one else -

He even caught a glimpse of the beginning of a paragraph above—

"The Kyushu calendar, a certain month and a certain day in a certain year, the weather is unknown, the Feixian family has the light of Feixian born, the light of Feixian..."

Ah hey, since it's a record book, should you be more rigorous? If you don't remember the exact time, you should ask someone!

In the end, the cultivator sighed, "Brother, have you forgotten what you came here for?"

Seeing the light of flying immortals in front of me, I didn't want to be able to bathe in the slightest, but I actually took out a small notebook to record, saying that I am big-hearted or stupid!

On the contrary, the cultivator who was immersed in recording took it for granted, "Xianguang needs to be rubbed, and ancient books have to be written, otherwise, how will people know about it? Otherwise, how can we read so many rumors and know so many relics from sect books!

"These precious classics always need people to record!"

"We can't always think about relying on the accumulation of our ancestors. As a junior, we also think about the juniors. After all, we are the descendants of the ancestors and also the ancestors of the later! 99

"Can't stop! 39

Hearing this cultivator's words, many cultivators were a little speechless, and were detoured by a paragraph of his words, but after examining it carefully, they felt that it made sense.

It does make sense... So, they are still quietly being a party!

So the cultivator said to the cultivator who recorded the classics, "Brother, you can record it well, and remember to transcribe a copy for the junior brother!"

"That's right, that's right, Xiongtai records it well, it's best not to miss a word, you will be a peerless hero of the Kyushu mainland, and then I will mirror it with the law!"

At this time, Chen Tiansheng appeared even more ethereal and immortal under the lingering light of countless flying immortals, making people dazzled.

However, although many monks were also shocked at this time, their minds were a little clearer when the light of the flying fairy fell.

"If you are closer, you can also bathe in the fairy light. Although you need a chance to get the fairy light, at least if you are close enough, it is also very good to have a fairy light fall on your body!"5

"Yes, yes, what you said makes sense, I will also rub against Xianguang!

"Add me one, and I'll rub it too!"

"Let's rub together, rubbing is healthier, rubbing is more fortunate! Maybe, rubbing and rubbing will create a great immortal, haha..."

Countless cultivators glanced at the cultivator as if they were looking at that. In the end, they acted faster than words and ran to Chen Tiansheng's side one by one.

If it weren't for the fact that many cultivators had already been surrounded, and the ancestors of Changyanzi and Zhenyanzi, who were dedicated to guarding Chen Tiansheng, were glaring at them, some female cultivators would have wanted to come forward and hug Chen Tiansheng tightly, even if it wasn't for rubbing. Immortal light, rubbing against immortal energy is fine...

Although Chen Tiansheng felt that the cultivators were a little overly enthusiastic and the distance was a bit crowded, he didn't say anything, quietly enjoying the countless fairy lights falling.

One after another, the light of flying immortals turned into the blessings of luck that Chen Tiansheng was blessed with, which finally made the immortal energy around him seem even stronger.

The light of the flying immortals in the sky seems to never end, but it seems to be about to dissipate.

Let the cultivators still not exhausted, and at the same time envy in their hearts, they are also very helpless.

They looked at Chen Tiansheng eagerly, and murmured in their hearts, "I am afraid that all the chances of this flying immortal mound fall on this person!"

Isn't that right, the light of Feixian is the greatest opportunity of Feixian Tomb. The countless rays of light, the light of blessings left by the countless immortals who were here, turned out to be exactly the same, and a lot of them all fell. On Chen Tiansheng, and they...

It is only for the sake of rubbing, and whether they can get it depends on whether they are close to Chen Tiansheng!

"Is this person really exiled to the world, the darling of heaven and earth?!

"If not, why, heaven and earth are so thick with it! 35

"Even Feixian, who has passed away for a long time, has lowered his will and favored him?!"5