The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

In this huge hall, there are eight people, men, women, old and young. In order to achieve their own goals, they each have their own ghosts and plots against each other.

The seemingly peaceful head of Zhongzheng frowned in embarrassment, as if it was difficult to refute the opinion of the senior sister.

After all, Zhong Chiling is the oldest and is everyone's senior sister. The head of the sect can't just reprimand her, and she has to consider her opinions.

Seeing the embarrassment on the head's face, Murong Chuan respectfully dared not say anything, but sneered from the bottom of his heart:
"Shameless, when a bitch sets up a memorial archway, she clearly wants to keep me, but she also wants to not be talked about and leave a reputation of being ruthless."

As a white-collar worker who can see through the warmth and coldness of human relationships, Murong Chuan naturally understood the deep meaning of the head's expression.

Silence fell again, but this time it didn't last long before it was broken by a beautiful voice.

"Murong Chuan has a good temper. Instead of being so entangled with the sect leader, it's better to ask for his opinion."

There was a smile on the corner of Zi Luoyan's mouth, and her beautiful eyes looked at Murong Chuan without blinking, as if she could see through her thoughts.

Being stared at by the old hag and the sect leader, Murong Chuan was not so nervous, but Zi Luoyan looked at him with hairs.

"No way, I didn't miss the show, she won't see through, but what's going on with her expression!"

Murong Chuan panicked, he really wanted to stay, but he couldn't find the right words to express his wish.

If Zi Luoyan didn't see through, how could he help him in such a timely manner.

After Zi Luoyan spoke, the head of the sect was also waiting for Murong Chuan to speak, but unexpectedly Murong Chuan bowed his head and did not move, so the head of the sect had to ask in a gentle breeze:

"Chuan'er, I know you want to go down the mountain, but the mysterious person has a lot to do with it. Would you like to stay a little longer?"

"What did the master master say, Tianjimen is my home, so I naturally don't want to leave. I want to leave because I'm afraid of being misunderstood and being bullied again.

If Murong Chuan could avenge his master, Murong Chuan would not hesitate to die, so why would he not want to stay in the sect. "

Murong Chuan hurriedly cleared up his mood, and with impassioned and forceful words, he gave an answer that everyone was satisfied with.

Everyone smiled and nodded, and Jiang Qiancheng also smiled ferociously.As long as Murong Chuan doesn't leave, he has countless ways to make him suffer.

"It's just that, in the past three years, I have been humiliated by my fellow sect. I am a mortal, and it is impossible for me to stay in the sect forever, so Chuan'er begs the head of the sect to let me live in Moshuang Temple for a while.

I learned some skills of practicing medicine and saving lives there, so that when I leave the mountain gate in the future, I will also have the skills to settle down. "

What Murong Chuan said was sincere, and his attitude of understanding righteousness and sacrificing was like being possessed by a perfect person.

At this moment, if you propose to go to Moshuang Temple, nine times out of ten the head will agree.After all, people's hearts change people's hearts, even if they can't be changed, they still have to act on the surface.

"No!"

The head of the sect hesitated, but the old woman directly vetoed it, but Murong Chuan's anger was surging, wishing to torture and kill this old witch.

"Senior sister, why not?"

The head frowned and asked, the impatience on his face was beyond words.

Logically speaking, Murong Chuan's request was not too much. To put it simply, he was negotiating conditions, and the request was reasonable.

He just asked to live better, not to be bullied by his peers, and to learn how to make a living.This request is reasonable, if not agreed, it would be too heartless.

"To practice medicine and save people, you need to go to Moshuang Temple, stay with Laosang, and promise to teach you to be a miracle doctor."

The old woman turned her head negatively and stared at Murong Chuan maliciously, as if she had already decided on him.

Murong Chuan was so angry, he calculated carefully, and guided several people to talk with each other, the head of the sect finally agreed, but this old hag stepped in.

Murong Chuan had calculated thousands of times, but he didn't figure it out. The old hag who is good at using poison is naturally a miracle doctor for detoxification, so it's no problem to teach him.

"This... I'm afraid it's not appropriate. Senior sister is busy with affairs, so I don't have time to hand it over to a mortal."

The headmaster hesitated with a smile on his brow, as if he was satisfied with the old woman's request.Although the four doors are connected with each other, it is safer to hold the secret in one's own hands than to let it out.

"My two maids died, and I happen to have one less apprentice to relieve my boredom, and it is more than enough to teach him."

The old woman explained negatively, and the master nodded slightly, as if he was very satisfied with the arrangement.

"Damn it, these two old clappers are so angry. If I stay with the old hag, I might as well go down the mountain earlier. Why is it so troublesome?"

No, no, I have to find a way. "

Murong Chuan's thoughts changed, but he couldn't find a suitable reason. Even if the previous conflicts were brought out, the old hag could still use it, and the old things were wiped out.

Sometimes muddled tricks are better than careful calculations, and when there is nothing to do, you can only give it a go.

"It doesn't matter, we must fight!"

Murong Chuan secretly made up his mind, then stood up with his head held high, pointed at the old woman and cursed:
"You old bastard, Master targeted me when he was alive, and Jiang Qiancheng is your dog's leg. You must have bad intentions to keep me by your side. Don't even think about keeping me.

Uncle head, Chuan'er, don't stay by her side, if you really want to hand me over to her, then I might as well die at the cliff of Broken Soul.

Chuan'er is not afraid of suffering, nor is he afraid of hardships and hardships, but he is afraid of being wronged and humiliated.

Even if Chuan'er died, he didn't want to go to that old clapper.That old clapper was so vicious that he would never come back after he left.

Anyway, it's death anyway, it's better to commit suicide than to be tortured to death by the old clapper.

At any rate, Master has contributed to the sect, please grant me death, and don't give me to that old clapper. "

Murong Chuan is going all out, if he keeps his image of a good baby, then he will really be slaughtered.

Anyway, they won't kill him, as long as they grasp this point and kill him as a sacrifice for the master, they can't do anything to him.

No one expected that the meek and pure Murong Chuan would utter commonplace gossip like Old Bangzi.

Those sitting here are all cultivators. I don't know how long I haven't heard such vulgar words, and I was stunned for a moment.

The head of the sect no longer had a sense of immortality, and coughed violently while brushing his chest.The old woman was so angry that her face trembled, and her creases seemed to come alive, trembling with resentment.

Jiang Yichen wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Wang Youcai suppressed a smile, and his expression was as funny as he wanted.

Wu Shan, who had been expressionless all the time, his eyelids twitched wildly and the corners of his mouth twitched, he was almost broken by a sentence from the old clapper.

Only Zi Luoyan smiled like a flower, clutching her stomach and giggling non-stop.That melodious laughter, in the empty hall, was especially piercing and hurtful.

"Bastard!"

The old clapper on the left and the old clapper on the right, the old woman who fell into a short-term sluggishness, suddenly looked ferocious, and roared like a thunder driving a heavy rain:
"Being disrespectful, committing crimes below and above, humiliating the teacher, every day is enough to sentence you to a severe sentence. Since the supreme good is gone, then I will clean up the teacher's door for him!"

The old woman roared angrily and slapped out her palm, the wind from her palm turned into green smoke, which grew when the wind was blowing, and instantly turned into two people's height, roaring towards Murong Chuan.

"Senior sister can't!"

The head of the sect was in a hurry, and he didn't expect that the old woman would do it as soon as she said she wanted to, without any warning.