Master, Please Respect Yourself, My Disciple Just Wants To Become An Immortal

Endless land, undulating mountains, and countless waters.

Thousands of feet high in the sky, surrounded by clouds and mist, a flying sword teleported across the sky and shot into the distance.

On top of the flying sword, there were two people standing, a man and a woman. They were Dongfang Lengyue and Chen Changan.

Chen Changan looked at the rapidly retreating mountains, rivers and land below in amazement.

"This is a monk, walking with a sword, riding the wind and heaven and earth, so cool and happy!"

At this time, the cold voice of Dongfang Lengyue came to my ears.

"When you step into the Gold Core Realm, you will be able to control the world of swords for a long time. With your cultivation skills, it is not difficult to step into the Gold Core within ten years."

Chen Changan raised his head and looked forward.

Dongfang Lengyue was seen holding her hands behind her hands and holding her sword at the head. She had a tall and attractive figure, wearing a white skirt that was fluttering in the wind.

Under the white skirt, there are those beautiful and slender legs.

Three thousand black hairs blew, revealing Dongfang Lengyue's beautiful side face. She looked into the distance like a magnificent fairy.

Chen Changan asked.

"Master, if I step into the Gold Core within ten years, I wonder how long it will take me to become an immortal with my cultivation skills?"

Dongfang Lengyue seemed a little surprised by Chen Changan's words. She looked back and stared at Chen Changan.

"Become an immortal?"

Chen Changan nodded.

Dongfang Lengyue smiled, "I didn't expect your pursuit to be so big. Who in the Nine Provinces Continent doesn't want to become an immortal, but I heard that no one has become an immortal in these tens of thousands of years."

"Now becoming an immortal is a legend."

Chen Changan murmured, "Is it a legend..."

But soon, Chen Changan's eyes became firm.

Even if it is a legend, he can definitely break it.

After all, he possesses the [Divine Level Cultivation System], and he also possesses Apex Level luck, and the Apex Level Cultivation Root!

As long as he practices hard, he doesn't believe he can't become an immortal!

Dongfang Lengyue spoke, especially in his eyes, a light of expectation suddenly flashed.

"You possess the [Chaos Spiritual Root], maybe you can break this legend under our guidance, and Ascension may not become an immortal within a thousand years."

Dongfang Lengyue's words stunned Chen Changan for a moment.

"Our teachings?"

Dongfang Lengyue said lightly.

"With your cultivation skills, I alone cannot realize your potential. I also have four younger sisters. They each have their own abilities and will teach you together."

"Then I still have four junior uncles?"

Chen Changan's eyes lit up.

After all, Dongfang Lengyue is so powerful, so the cultivation of the other four uncles must be pretty good as well.

Unexpectedly, all of a sudden, there would be four more backers!

It will definitely be safer to practice immortality in the future!

But Dongfang Lengyue shook his head.

"It's not Master."

Chen Changan was puzzled.

"We once made an Immortal Dao oath. Whoever accepts a disciple will also be the disciple of the other four."

Chen Changan was slightly absent-minded.

"So, they are also my masters?"

Dongfang Lengyue said ‘hmm’.

"There are five female masters, and I don't know what the other masters look like? Are they beautiful?"

Chen Changan said silently to himself.

.........

after one day.

An endless forest appears.

This place has high mountains, lush trees, and monsters running rampant.

Deep down, there are peaks towering into the sky.

On the flying sword, Dongfang Lengyue said.

"The Immortality Cult is ahead."

The Immortality Sect is very big. I learned from Dongfang Lengyue that the entire endless mountain forest is the territory of the Immortality Sect.

As you get closer to the Immortality Sect, you can see a monk wearing blue and white clothing walking with a sword and traveling through the world.

There are also cranes flying high, and you can faintly see the palaces and magnificent buildings scattered in the depths.

The deeper you go, the more you feel like a fairyland on earth.

Chen Changan thought to himself, "The style is magnificent, worthy of the Immortal Gate cultivator!"

Arriving at the foot of the Changsheng Sect Mountain, jade made a thousand steps leading to the mountain gate.

At the mountain gate, there are two disciples of the Immortality Sect on the left and right guarding it.

At this time, Dongfang Lengyue brought Chen Changan to the mountain gate.

When the two Immortality Cult disciples saw him, they looked respectful and quickly bent down to bow.

"See the elders."

Dongfang Lengyue was still cold and cold, but took Chen Changan into the Immortality Sect with a faint glance.

"Seeing how respectful they are, it seems that Master has a very high status in the religion. This is good news."

After Dongfang Lengyue and Chen Changan left, the Immortality Cult disciples guarding the mountain gate started talking.

"Who is that boy?"

"I don't know him. He looks very strange. He shouldn't be a disciple of the Immortality Sect."

"Could it be that Elder Dongfang recruited a disciple from outside?"

"Probably not. I think his cultivation is so weak, he doesn't even have the Foundation Building realm. How could Elder Dongfang accept him as his disciple?"

"That's right. After all, Elder Dongfang doesn't like the geniuses of the Immortality Sect, so how could they like this kid?"

"But I think that boy is really good-looking. Do you think he is the pretty boy that Elder Dongfang is looking for?"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the Immortality Cult disciple next to him changed drastically, and he quickly covered his companion's mouth.

"Are you crazy? You dare to make such a joke. Don't you want to live anymore?"

At the same time, he couldn't help but look at Jiaozhong with fear, as if he was afraid that Dongfang Lengyue would hear him.

The Immortality Cult disciple whose mouth was covered seemed to have thought of something, swallowed his saliva, and did not dare to speak any more.