Han Chang gritted his teeth, and although he was unwilling, he couldn't refute it.

Today, he is just a mortal, and he doesn't know much about Xianmen. If he really lacks the qualifications for cultivation, his argument will only add to ridicule.

"Eyes without pearls!"

Han Chang cursed secretly, turned around and walked in the direction of the Holy Sacred Sect.

Since he couldn't worship Lingtian Sword Gate to specialize in swordsmanship, he would enter the Demon Gate Conferred Holy Sect to see if he could admire the demonic way of Emperor Xuancang.

Due to Emperor Xuancang, the Demon Sect does not exclude the bright side of the heavens, and the Holy Sect is a sect dominated by demons.

As long as one can worship the Immortal Sect, whether it is cultivating demons or practicing swords, it is much better than being a mortal for a hundred years.

Not far away, seeing Han Chang's slightly lonely back, Qi Yixin suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice, "By the way, Young Master Lin, will I go back to the sect with you later, or..."

Lin Chengping frowned slightly, and said impatiently, "Don't worry, I will let someone take you in in three days."

Aware of Lin Chengping's boredom, Qi Yixin felt a chill in her heart, but she nodded hurriedly.

The lover who was still lingering some time ago, but after a few days, he gradually became indifferent to her.

Although Qi Yixin felt sad about this, the other party was an immortal after all, so he could only keep lowering his posture to please Lin Chengping.

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As long as she can truly worship Lingtian Jianmen and become a fairy that everyone admires, she can leave these things aside.

Not long after, the Holy Sect also screened out the mortals with sufficient qualifications.

At that time, there were tens of thousands of people who stepped on the triple ladder and were screened by the black-robed man. Only a few hundred people were still standing on the Daqixiantai.

Hundreds of people compared to tens of thousands are very few, but compared to Lingtian Jianmen, which only accepted three people, the Holy Spirit Sect was simply a sect of sages with incomparable teachings.

Han Chang walked up to the disciples of the Holy Spirit Sect and said, "The villain, Han Chang, is also willing to join the Holy Spirit Sect."

The disciple of Fengsheng Shenzong showed disgust, and said coldly: "Boy, you can't enter Lingtian Sword Gate, so you came to us? Do you really think my Fengsheng Shenzong is a temple for beggars?"

"Everything is hanging, pay attention to your words!"

Before Han Chang could respond, the black-robed man beside him immediately scolded him.

The disciple's words not only humiliated Han Chang, but also degraded all the mortals present who could worship the Holy Spirit Sect.

The black-robed man glanced at Han Chang, nodded and said with a smile; "This guy has an extraordinary personality, I like it very much, and he will join me in the future."

"Deacon Yan is right. I don't know how many heavenly arrogances have died in the past and present. If there is no xinxing as the pillar, no matter how good the spiritual root is, it will not help. Lingtian Xianmen does not accept Brother Han, because they have no eyes."

The disciples of the Holy Sect immediately understood and greeted Han Chang warmly to be included in the hundreds of people.

Han Chang cupped his hands to say thanks, but heard a coquettish shout from the audience.

"Han Chang! You must never worship the Holy Sect!"

Everyone was surprised when they heard the sound, and when they looked at the source of the sound, they saw a young girl anxiously pushing away the crowd and heading towards Daqingxiantai.

Although Han Chang will be on the verge of life and death when he worships Lingtian Sword Sect, he still has a chance to turn around. If he worships the Holy Sect, he will surely die, and he will die very miserably.

Deacon Yan's face darkened slightly. He didn't look at Han Linglang, but looked at Han Chang and asked, "Little brother, she said that you are not allowed to enter my door, why is that? Do you still despise our Holy Sacred Sect?"

"Immortal, calm down, wait for me to find out the reason!"

Han Chang hurriedly bowed his hands to apologize and turned to look at Han Linglang.

"Han Linglang, why are you still preventing me from entering the Immortal Sect?!"

Han Chang's face was extremely ugly. The Holy Sacred Sect had his only chance. If he could not give Deacon Yan a satisfactory explanation, maybe he would miss out on becoming an immortal.

"You don't care about me! Anyway, you just can't go to the Holy Sect!"

Han Linglang squeezed into Daqixiantai, ran to Han Chang's side and took his hand before leaving.

"Han Linglang!!"

"I said, you and I have cut off friendship, and I don't need you to care about my business!"

Han Chang angrily shook off Han Linglang's hand, full of incomprehension and anger.

He has not been able to worship Lingtian Jianmen. At this moment, Deacon Yan's opinion is related to his life, and Han Linglang is still making trouble. How can he not be angry?

"You idiot! If you want to enter the Holy Spirit Sect, then step over my corpse first!"

Han Linglang's eyes were red, and she resolutely stood in front of Han Chang.

"You, why are you..."

Han Chang froze in place for a while, increasingly incomprehensible.

In fact, he always knew very well that Han Linglang was worried about him and other reasons that prevented him from worshipping Xianmen in every possible way.

However, Han Chang really didn't understand why Han Linglang was so worried.

Seeing Han Linglang's blushing and resolute appearance, Han Chang felt that it would still hurt to be beaten by her with a wooden sword.

Deacon Yan flashed a gloomy look in his eyes, and then quickly dissipated, pretending to be regretful: "Little brother, since you don't want to join my Holy Sect, then please find another job."

"Senior Immortal, I..."

Han Chang still wanted to fight, but suddenly felt a hand tap on his shoulder.

He looked back and found that Lu Tianjiao appeared behind him at some point.

"Old man Chen, you are..."

"Boy, what is there to be nostalgic for a mere eighth-rank sect? From now on, you will learn the sword with me."

Lu Tianjiao smiled lightly. Although his cultivation base was completely useless, he used to be an almighty capable of slaying the Vientiane Realm. It would definitely be better for him to teach Han Chang than to worship Lingtian Jianmen.

As soon as these words came out, Ling Tian Jianmen and the disciples of the Holy Sect were full of anger.

"A mere eighth-grade sect?"

"Old man, are you looking down on us?"

Seeing that the two became the target of public criticism, Han Linglang couldn't help but look anxious.

Before she could move, a hand suddenly clapped her shoulder.

Looking back, it was Jiang Zhige wearing a mask.

"Little girl, why did you stop Han Chang from entering Xianmen three times?"

Han Linglang's painstaking efforts, Han Chang can perceive, Jiang Zhige needn't say more.

But he also didn't understand that Han Linglang knew how much Han Chang yearned for Xianmen, so why did he still persuade him to die?

And where did that hatred for the Holy Sacred Sect come from?

Han Linglang was embarrassed when she heard the words, and she lowered her head and gritted her teeth silently.

Seeing this, Jiang Zhige didn't ask any more questions, he turned his head to look at the way to the far end, and murmured, "Girl, I know that your Taoism is far stronger than Han Chang, and also bigger than Han Changyuan."

Hearing this, Han Linglang's pupils shrank, and she looked at Jiang Zhige in shock.

"Go ahead and try this path to becoming immortal."

"If you have any concerns, I swear in the name of Xuan Cang to keep you safe for the next three years."

Han Linglang was even more shocked. In the name of Xuancang, could it be that Jiang Zhige was once a member of Xuancang Holy Land?

You must know that Xuancang Holy Land is the real Heavenly Holy Land, the residence of the Great Emperor Xuancang.