Urban God-level Selection System

Before Ma Sangui spoke, the old man behind him first opened his mouth and smiled and said to Zhang Wanlin: "It's okay, little friend don't have to apologize, but I want to thank him very much."

"Ok?"

Zhang Wanlin looked at the old man next to Ma Sangui with a puzzled expression, and asked curiously, "You are the old man Ma?

I wonder what you mean?

Please enlighten me? "

Grandpa Ma laughed and said, "I don't dare to be educated! The old man just thinks that my little friend can break through his shackles before the three broken houses of my Ma family and become a fairy teacher who has stepped into the longevity. This is the honor of my Ma family's third life."

"The fairy master who stepped into the longevity?"

Zhang Wanlin repeated the meaning of Ma's words twice, and looked at Ma's with some surprise, "You know the longevity?"

"Haha, I have seen immortals, and naturally I know the existence of immortals."

Old Madam Ma said to Ma Sangui, "Sangui, go and make a pot of good tea for Doctor Zhang."

Although Ma Sangui wanted to continue to listen to the conversation between his father and Zhang Wanlin, he nodded dumbly when he saw the old man rushing, and went to make tea for Zhang Wanlin.

And Grandpa Ma invited Zhang Wanlin into the same room as Grandpa He. Looking at the same furnishings and style, Zhang Wanlin was taken aback and couldn't help asking: "Master, why are you in your room..." Are you trying to say why my room is exactly the same as Old Man He's room?"

Grandpa Ma sat down with a mysterious smile, and then explained, "Because this is also a connection after being awakened by the blood of the Dragon God."

"The purpose is to let the centenarians who are a family have a tacit mind, so that when a crisis comes, we can cooperate to the greatest extent and maximize the power of the Dragon God's bloodline."

Mr. Ma sighed a long way when he said this: "It's a pity, the hundred-year-old awakened by the blood of our generation of Dragon God is actually only me and Old Man He left..." "If the crisis really comes, I'm afraid We have to live up to the death of Dragon God."

The words of Old Madam Ma stopped abruptly at this point, and then he began to stare at Zhang Wanlin, staring quietly.

Zhang Wanlin was a little hairy when he was seen by Mrs Ma. He didn't know how to break the embarrassment when Ma Sangui finally came in with tea.

Zhang Wanlin breathed a sigh of relief, and changed the subject in due course and asked: "Master, you said you have seen an immortal, can you tell me more specifically?"

"It's okay."

Grandpa Ma smiled and nodded, and then signaled Ma Sangui to pour tea for the distinguished guest, and when Ma Sangui finished pouring the tea, the old man blasted Ma Sangui out of the room mercilessly.

The old man explained: "I don't want to talk too much about these illusory things to Sangui. I am worried that he will show off with my grandson in the future. If my grandson becomes fascinated and starts looking forward to the immortal way of the longevity, that would be bad. Up."

"Haha, I understand."

Zhang Wanlin nodded, then picked up the teacup and took a sip carefully, then looked at Mrs Ma expectantly.

Old Madam Ma no longer hid it, and said with a sigh: "When I was young, I used to go out of a closed small fishing village and went to a nearby new city. I learned a lot there and knew the cruelty of this society. ."

"I was defeated by society and planned to return to reality. I returned to the fishing village to live a dull life, but I saved a fairy master who fell from the world..." Ma Lao exclaimed, "Although the new city in 1920, The last thing people need is kindness. They all live with the idea that more is worse than less, but I still can’t help saving that person.”

"After a while, that person finally slowed down, and I also saw the sword flying."

A gleam of light flashed in Ma Lao's eyes: "Really, I am too envious, so I use his identity as a lifesaver, hoping that he will accept me as an apprentice, and I also want to be a fairy teacher."

"And the immortal master didn't refuse me. I was so happy. I thought I was about to change soon. I kowtowed towards him excitedly to apprentice..." "He also took me to a place to turn him on. The mountain top of the paradise in the mouth, in that mountain, there is a hidden cave, in the cave there is a mechanism leading to another paradise..." Zhang Wanlin heard Ma said this, and his heart suddenly moved.

If he guessed correctly, this mountain that can lead to a paradise must be Tianzi Mountain in the land of the new city recorded in the "Handbook of the True Spirit"! Isn’t Tianzi Mountain the secret cave that can open the paradise?

This can't be wrong! Zhang Wanlin didn't expect that he would have gone through the iron shoes and found nowhere to find it.

"However, when I got there, I realized that things were not as simple as I thought, because dozens of immortal masters were ambushed around that cave."

"Those people stared at me and killed my master in that place. My master was really strong, but after all he was seriously injured and only recovered most of his strength. So that battle was extremely tragic!"

A gleam of panic flashed in the eyes of Old Madam Ma, and he continued: "Those who want to kill Master can be said to do everything, and finally they hit me with unkind eyes..." Ma said. At this point, his hands began to clenched his fists, his body trembled, and he was speechless. Seeing his excitement, Zhang Wanlin had to get up and come behind him, raising his hand and gently pressing it on his shoulder.

Following the changes in time when Zhang Wanlin used the power of the Sanskrit real sacred power to calm the heart of the old man Ma, the old man finally let out a sigh of breath.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Wanlin returned to his seat and sat down, and then curiously asked, "Lao Ma, what about the last?

Did your master fail to return alive in the end? "

"Yes, my master eventually died in the cave, and there were ten fairy masters who died in the cave like him."

Old Ma sneered: "How can those people think that even if my master is seriously injured, he still has to protect me, but he is still not what their group of Xiaoxiao can contend with. In the end, they paid the price of their lives."

"So you also lost the only qualification to cultivate long life?"

Zhang Wanlin looked at Mrs Ma with some regret, "This is indeed a pity."

Old Ma sighed: "Maybe I don't have spiritual roots... Everything is fate."

Speaking, Mr. Ma got up and went to the bedside and took out a simple yellow ancient scroll and handed it to Zhang Wanlin: "This is what my master gave me before he died, saying that this is my only chance to cultivate immortality."

Old Ma slowly closed his eyes and sighed for a long time: "Oh, it's a pity that I couldn't grasp it after all. I can't comprehend the mystery in this ancient scroll..."