The highest realm of the immortal world is the immortal.
This is a fact that has been recognized as early as when the first primordial immortal first opened this world.
But for countless years, countless immortals are still tirelessly pursuing that impossible realm - the realm above immortals.
And this pursuit will continue into the next countless years.
until...
...
Today is the Mingshan Sect’s annual gathering and the day to receive annual salary. Yang Yi really doesn’t want to go!
The wind was blowing on Mingshan Mountain, the weather was a bit gloomy, and the fog was thick, which wet the corners of his clothes and the hair on his forehead as he was hiking up the mountain.
Like a downtrodden puppy, I shook my wet long hair vigorously, hoping to appear in better spirits when I went up the mountain. I also hoped to reduce my sense of existence a little. So that those nephews can let his little uncle go a little bit.
Recalling the scene when he came to Mingshan for the first time, those nephews made his junior uncle suffer a lot.
First, he created an invisible air threshold and made him fall to the ground several times. Then, he silently wrote the words "I am Uncle Shit" on the clothes on his back.
Let him lose face in front of everyone.
But these are not important. What is important is that he cannot practice, and he does not even know who did these immoral things.
If you let me know who it is, just wait until you kneel down and sing "Conquer" in the martial arts square! If I don’t use my identity as little master uncle to the extreme, and if I don’t bully you until you cry, then I, as a time-traveler, have traveled through time in vain!
Gritting his teeth, he thought fiercely.
As long as I can practice, I will pretend not to know how to practice. Once you bully me, I will catch you and throw you into the elders' meeting hall. I will prepare a backstage for myself and use my identity to crush you to death.
Finally, let you go to the martial arts arena and shout "I am a little shit" loudly.
well! When his thoughts returned to the present, he lightly patted his already sore knees and continued walking on the road alone. Yang Yi, who was only six years old, felt a little sad in his heart.
From time to time, some apprentice nephews riding spirit beasts or flying swords would fly by overhead. Few people noticed him, or even those who noticed him had no intention of saying hello. His small body was so huge and... In front of the vast Mingshan Mountain, he is more inconspicuous than a small ant.
He shrugged his shoulders to make his shoulders, which were aching from the heavy burden behind his back, feel more comfortable.
Only the baggage behind him made him smile, like an evil smile about a huge prank about to succeed.
Hey, although I can't practice yet, as a time traveler, you just have to see if I can blow you all into the sky tonight.
He came to his senses, smiled, and continued to move forward.
Soon, he finally arrived at the top of Mingshan Mountain. The spacious martial arts arena was already full of people, and the noise was so noisy that it hurt the ears.
Yang Yi lowered his head, not wanting to attract anyone's attention, and wanted to just keep walking forward in silence.
You have to bow your head when it's time to bow your head. You can't afford to offend them now.
"Hey, junior uncle is here. Hello, junior junior uncle." A greeting seemed to be just a normal greeting, but it attracted everyone's attention.
There is only one junior uncle in the Mingshan Sect, and everyone knows who he is.
Damn it, don't let me know who it is.
Yang Yi gritted his teeth, but without leaving any trace on his face, he continued on his way with his head lowered.
After all, no one dared to really come forward to say hello, and they only dared to do mischief in secret, so there was no need for him to stop and chat with them.
"Is this the little trash that Taishang accepted and can't cultivate? He's quite cute! Haha."
"Don't speak so loudly, he will complain."
"We didn't even open our mouths. How could he know who it is? Besides, is it possible that the elders of Mingshan Sect will drive us all down the mountain for him?"
"That's definitely not the case. I heard that even the other elders seem to be extremely dissatisfied with this little waste that the Supreme Master accepted. Some people have suggested sending him down the mountain in advance for "experience."
"That's a good thing! At least you can live a stable and prosperous life. Haha."
It's harsh, but it's all true. At least if he complained to other "brothers", he would not be held accountable and would not be punished.
After all, a group of geniuses is much more important than a waste.
Looking at Yang Yi who lowered his head and ignored them, some people frowned, and someone stretched out two fingers and blew a slight gust of wind where no one noticed, with one or two small stones mixed in the wind.
Bang.
Yang Yi fell to the ground in pain, but he didn't dare to stop and rub his hit knee to relieve the unbearable pain. I can only get up quickly and quicken my pace to get out of here.
Several muffled thunders sounded in the sky, and several white lights shone, illuminating the face of a pale little boy.
He lowered his head and hurriedly passed through the noisy crowd, wiped his eyes without leaving any trace, and walked towards the direction of Mingshan Hall.
Another wave of laughter erupted from the crowd.
"You can still throw it flat on the ground!"
"..."
Even those with eyesight can see things, but many people pretend to be stupid.
The person who did it smiled proudly and left gracefully.
However, somewhere Yang Yi didn't notice, there was a little girl about the same age as him who was happily looking at Yang Yi who was running away in embarrassment. The look on her face was not ridicule, but a look like she was looking at a good friend. Being down and out is fun.
"Hehe, you are already in your thirties, and you still cry so much!"
But the little girl secretly remembered the appearance of the person who did it.
His little fists were clenched tightly, as if he was weighing something.
Some of the people who couldn't stand it also frowned, but they didn't say anything. Now there is no need to fight for someone who has no power, no strength, no strength, only status.
...
Mingshan Hall, meeting hall.
Yang Yi, who finally arrived at his destination, wiped the sweat from his forehead, shook his hands vigorously, tried to keep his expression natural, and forced an ugly smile.
It was much more dangerous inside than outside. At least the people outside didn't dare to do anything to him openly, but the people inside would, and they would be merciless.
It's possible to take you away as soon as they say they're going to take you away, or even to make false accusations out of thin air.
After all, there are indeed many elders who are very dissatisfied with the young apprentice who is unable to practice and was suddenly picked up by the Supreme Elder.
He felt that he had lost the face of Mingshan Sect and lowered the standard of Mingshan Sect.
But Yang Yi couldn't argue with them now. The so-called Supreme Master, his master, had never taken care of him since he picked him up.
He was even brought up by several maids.
In other words, little Yang Yi, who is now six years old, is already independent, otherwise he would still be living in a servant's nest!
This was the second time that he participated in the internal discussion of Mingshan Sect, but no one informed him of what was being discussed.
It's normal to think about it, who cares about a child's opinion! What's more, it might be related to him this time.
He placed the bulging bundle by the door and slowly raised his right hand, as if he was scared and helpless on the eve of a trial.
With a trembling right hand, he pushed open the door of the meeting hall.
