I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Liu Laogen was overwhelmed by flattery, and shocked Ye Nan with a word that changed his own destiny, and he was filled with emotion.

He took the spirit stone, thanked Ye Nan solemnly, thanked Yun Fusheng again, and left.

When he walked away, Ye Nan smiled and gave a brief explanation of the encounter between Fengyuan Island and Liu Laogen.

After understanding what happened, Yun Fusheng's face became hot for a while, and he praised: "The Holy Son is really a Bodhisattva, the kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by the spring!"

Ye Nan waved his hand and said, "Where is it, I came back to tell you something..."

Next, in order to prevent the partition wall from having ears, the two began to communicate with each other through spiritual consciousness.

After a period of time, Yun Fusheng quickly came to his senses. It turned out that the Sanskrit Holy Land's wealth was collected on his own head, which is really shameless.

Ye Nan didn't hint what he should do. After telling this, he left.

It is not his turn to worry about this kind of matter, Yun Fusheng, as the Holy Master, will naturally take corresponding measures on this matter.

On the second day, the morning glow was thousands of miles away.

Early in the morning, Liu Laogen put on brand new clothes and came to the gate of Liuyun Temple with a gift in his hand.

dong dong dong~~~
After three knocks on the door, Ye Nan opened his sleepy eyes and said, "Wan'er, go and open the door."

"it is good."

Shangguan Wan'er put on her coat, opened the door lightly, and immediately saw Liu Laogen's simple and honest face.

"That... girl, we met again. This is a small gift. Please tell Lord Shengzi to accept it."

Liu Laogen didn't dare to look directly at Shangguan Wan'er because of his low self-esteem and his lack of eloquence.

Shangguan Wan'er smiled and said, "You don't have to be so cautious, brother Ye understands what you mean, come and sit in the room."

Liu Laogen hastily declined: "No, no, no... no, this early in the morning, I seem to be a bit early, so I'll take my leave first."

Shangguan Wan'er did not persuade her to stay.

She understood what Liu Laogen meant, he was honest and honest, and he knew how to repay kindness.

It's actually pretty good that Brother Ye has this kind of friend.

She went back to the bedroom.

"Wan'er, this is the fifth form of the Destiny Sword Art, you can practice it when you are free."

Ye Nan copied this sword move from his mind and handed it to Shangguan Wan'er for normal self-defense.

"This is the Destiny Sword Art?"

Shangguan Wan'er's beautiful eyes lit up, and her heart was happy.

My husband is a sword fairy, such a thing, so happy!
Ye Nan hugged her for a moment, then got up to leave.

……

An hour later, Sanskrit Holy Land.

Ye Nan came here and immediately found that today's atmosphere seemed a bit unusual.

The mission hall was full of people early on, and the air was full of seriousness.

creak-

The elder in charge opened the door and came in with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Pang Long," he pointed at a disciple, and yelled coldly, "Today is the day to settle the contribution rate, and your contribution rate is the lowest in the entire Holy Land, come here! Take away all the spirit stones from him, and blast him out of the Holy Land!"

Pang Long is a senior monk who has been worshiping the Holy Land for some years.

But today, because of the lowest contribution in these three days, he has touched the elimination line and will be ruthlessly eliminated.

Soon some disciples came over, ready to throw him out.

Pang Long looked around with a pair of eyes, dissatisfied, and shouted violently: "Why should I be eliminated! I am not the lowest, the lowest is Nan Ye, are you blind!"

The contribution of each disciple will be accurately displayed on the water curtain when the task is settled.

Pang Long's name was second to last, with a contribution of [-] points.

As for the bottom one, it was Ye Nan, with a contribution of 0 points.

Ye Nan hasn't even done a single task since he entered Sanskrit Holy Land.

Without him, I don't want to do it, and I don't bother to do it.

Snapped! ! !
A loud slap suddenly pierced through layers of air, and slapped Pang Long's face fiercely.

"Hold on if you don't accept it! Get out of the Holy Land!"

The elder in charge slapped this slap, blowing his beard and staring.

In fact, he also wanted to eliminate Ye Nan, after all, this is the rule in the Holy Land.

But when he was about to announce the contribution rate this morning, he suddenly received an order from Zhe Shikuchan.

This instruction is very simple, only one sentence.

"It doesn't matter if Nanye has contribution or not, don't worry about it, remember! Remember!"

The elder in charge didn't know what Shi Kuchan meant, but his ass determined his head, and with his current status, he naturally understood that there must be some truth in it.

This southern night is not easy.

He was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat early in the morning, and he was terrified of the incident of mocking Nan Ye yesterday.

But fortunately, seeing Nan Ye's nonchalant expression this morning, as if he didn't intend to settle the score with himself, he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

Pang Long yelled.

The elder in charge didn't care about 21, he slapped him several times and forced him out of the Holy Land.

At this scene, thousands of disciples clicked their tongues together.

"This……"

They all stared at Ye Nan with dissatisfaction in their eyes.

Why do you have no contribution, but are safe and sound?
Why should Senior Brother Pang be kicked out of the Holy Land even though his contribution is higher than yours?

boom! ! !
A disciple stood up and roared: "Elder, you don't seem to be able to convince the crowd by doing this. Brother Pang and I worked hard all day to get these contribution points, but why didn't Nan Ye have to do a single task? Are you safe and sound?"

Snapped! ! !
A slap involuntarily slapped him hard on the face, directly bleeding from his face, and flew out.

"If you don't agree, get out! As for Nanye, I have no comment!"

The elder in charge put down a harsh word and walked away.

"What is the origin of this Nan Ye?"

"Could it be the illegitimate child of a certain high-level?"

There were rustling discussions from the crowd.

But soon, these discussions calmed down.

No one dared to say this, otherwise they would undoubtedly follow Pang Long's footsteps and be kicked out of the Holy Land.

Not long after the elder in charge left, an extremely terrifying coercion suddenly appeared outside, approaching inch by inch.

"Yes, Shi Kuzen!"

"Oh my god, why did Zhe Shikuchan come to the mission hall!"

All of a sudden, Monk Zhe Shi entered the mission hall, and after looking around, he said coldly: "I just heard that some of you are dissatisfied with Nan Ye?"

No one dared to stand up and answer this sentence.

They are not fools. The so-called shooting the first bird is what they say.

Seeing that no one was willing to stand up, Monk Zhe Shi waved his hand, and a large wave of divine power rushed into the water curtain, directly changing the 0 contribution behind "Southern Night" to 100 million.

"Although Nanye didn't take over the mission, it doesn't mean he didn't contribute to the Holy Land, it's just that you ants are not qualified to see it."

Monk Zhe Shi said casually, then looked at Ye Nan, and said, "Nan Ye, from today onwards, you will be appointed as the Dharma King of the Holy Land, are you willing?"