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The goal was getting closer and closer, and she used her remaining thoughts to cheer herself up in her heart.

come on……

"Snapped--"

Finally, she grabbed the protruding stone on the edge of the summit platform with her right hand.

Perhaps the prospect of success had spurred her will to survive; she felt a new strength surging within her body and raised her left hand to grab the rock.

Just pull hard and you can reach the top of the mountain!

Luo Xiling thought happily and exerted strength with her arms.

It wasn't difficult for her, just a simple pull-up.

During training in the past, I could easily do hundreds of them.

Perhaps it was because of this that her tense spirit relaxed a little, and then her hands softened and the protruding stones quickly shrank in her eyes.

dying?

Luo Xiling, who was falling by herself, gritted her teeth.

I'm not willing to give up, I'm just one step away!

"Ah... hm?"

The roar of venting came to an abrupt end, and she suddenly realized that the stone in her eyes had grown bigger.

Things that are far away are small and things that are near are big, this is a phenomenon that even primary school students know.

"Am I rising?" she muttered to herself in confusion, wanting to turn her head and look down at the ground to confirm whether she was hallucinating.

But before he could turn his neck, his thoughts were interrupted by a gentle voice in his ear.

"Kneel down."

Chapter 157 Disciple - Luo Xiling

Luo Xiling felt her vision blurry for a moment. When she regained consciousness, she found herself standing on the platform facing outwards.

"Kneel down."

Hearing a voice behind her, she finally realized what was happening and turned around hurriedly.

In front of me stood a man.

The clean white robe seemed untainted by the dust of the world, and the long silver hair dragging around the waist was neatly tied behind the head.

He doesn't look handsome, but his temperament is exceptional.

who is he?

He had previously fallen off a cliff due to exhaustion, but on the way he mysteriously flew up into the air and landed on the platform at the top of the mountain. In addition, the man in front of him was obviously not an ordinary person.

Luo Xiling's mind, which had just recovered, became confused again.

But when she looked at the man's attire more, she suddenly had an idea.

It feels so familiar... where have I seen it before...

With a bitter face, she thought deeply and finally remembered that this person was exactly the same as the immortal in the tribulation-crossing video that was first circulated a few months ago!

Yes, that's right!

Otherwise, how do I explain why I flew up here for no apparent reason?

Luo Xiling's eyes shone with light as she stared at the immortal in front of her who was looking at her. Her mouth opened and closed, and then opened and closed again.

The immortal that she had been thinking about for months and even risking her life to find was standing right in front of her, but she didn't know what to say.

I had no choice but to keep staring at the immortal.

Is this the immortal?

Can he fly?

Of course I can, not only can I fly myself, but I can also take others flying!

"Kneel down." The immortal spoke again.

Luo Xiling heard a hint of helplessness in the immortal's tone.

kneel down?

After chewing over these two words in her mind for a long time, she finally figured out the meaning.

Everyone is talking about seeking the immortal to become his disciple, but the immortal has never said that he wants to accept a disciple. Could it be that... I'm climbing mountains here every day and have made the immortal angry?

Thinking deeply about it, she felt that this was indeed the case.

If it were your own home, and there was an uninvited stranger wandering around outside every day, and finally broke into the house, would you not be angry?

Luo Xiling realized that her behavior was really rude and impolite. She became more and more scared and buried her head in her chest.

Zhang Mu, who was using the Transfiguration Technique, felt confused in his heart.

I asked her to kneel down and become my disciple, but why was she just standing there in a daze?

Even if I didn't think of becoming your disciple, is it so difficult for me, an immortal, to save face?

So he said more emphatically: "Kneel down!"

Perhaps frightened, Luo Xiling knelt on the ground with a plop, her face full of remorse: "You can punish me in any way you want, Immortal.

It's just... I have old people and young children to take care of, can you spare my life?"

You've read too many novels.

Zhang Mu resisted the urge to roll his eyes, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of her: "Bye."

Looking at the toes in front of her, Luo Xiling banged her head against the hard stone ground without hesitation.

She thought, since he asked me to kowtow, does that mean he promised to spare my life?

Zhang Mu counted how many times she kowtowed and figured nine was just right.

But when I saw her holding the phone on her head with the barrage of messages scrolling rapidly, I forgot about it for a moment.

"Oh my god, I thought free climbing was awesome, but I didn't expect they would even hire actors to play the immortals. Is this too much?"

"To be honest, the immortal's job is a bit lousy, but rock climbing without protection is really amazing."

"I was scared to death when I lost my grip just now, but the live broadcast screen shook a few times and the person was on the top of the mountain. How did it happen?"

"Is there a helicopter overhead?"

"You're an idiot. How loud is a helicopter propeller? Is it true that we can't hear it?"

There are still many people who don’t believe, but it doesn’t matter.

Zhang Mu raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and his eyes fell back on Luo Xiling, who didn't hear him speak and could only kowtow non-stop: "Get up."

She staggered to her feet.

Zhang Mu took a look and was surprised that this girl was so honest that blood was gushing out from her forehead.

"Immortal, can I, can I leave now?" Luo Xiling looked at him carefully, not even daring to raise her hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her eyes.

go?

If I let you go, it would be a waste of such a great opportunity to spread the word of "Immortal Cultivator".

Zhang Mu was cheerful and smiled: "There are many inconveniences here, so we have to keep everything simple, but after all, the teacher's etiquette has been performed.

In the future, call me Master."

"Ah?" She was confused. What does that mean? Master?

"Don't want to?"

Luo Xiling was awakened and finally understood what was going on. Her heart was beating so violently that it almost jumped out of her chest.

After taking a few deep breaths, she placed her hands on her lower abdomen, twisting her fingers together, and called out shyly, "Master, Master."

Zhang Mu waved his hand, and a sheathed sword and a porcelain bottle appeared in the air between the two of them: "It's late today, and I have some personal matters to deal with.

Keep the Yueming Sword and the Crystal Jade, and we will be here again at the hour of Yin tomorrow."

As the words fell, the pure white figure faded away.

After being stunned for a moment, Luo Xiling came to her senses and realized that this sword and porcelain bottle were probably the legendary gift for becoming a disciple.

After looking around and making sure that her master had left, she reached out and poked the floating medicine bottle.

Seeing no unusual movement, he grabbed the long sword and the big-bellied porcelain bottle.

"Immortal pill? Immortal sword?"

Looking at her left hand, then at her right hand, she clenched her hands tightly, feeling the cool touch, and Luo Xiling's white teeth slowly revealed.

I really found the immortal!

Suddenly, she remembered that her live broadcast room was still open, and those fans who were always sarcastic to her must have witnessed what just happened.

He put the Yueming Sword under his armpit and used his free hand to pick up the phone: "Did you see it? Did you see it?

Girl, I am the immortal’s direct disciple! "

As soon as these words were spoken, the number of comments, which were already dense, increased dramatically again.

"It's fake, right? The script?"

"Well, live broadcasts can't be faked, right? That guy just now..."

"Maybe, it's true. I just watched the screen recording, and the guy is dressed exactly like the one in the tribulation video five months ago!"

"I don't believe it unless it's officially endorsed, or the anchor gives me something in the bottle to try and see if it works."

"Hey man, your abacus beads hit my face."

When Luo Xiling saw these comments, she remembered her apprenticeship gift and quickly sat down cross-legged.

Then he turned the helmet around and placed it on the ground, pointed the front camera at himself, held the Yueming sword across his thigh, and raised the porcelain bottle to look at it.

I bent my index finger and tapped it, and the sound seemed to be normal ceramic.