Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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"If you can hit Xuanyuan Qiu, the throne of the Human Emperor will fall into your hands as expected. But don't be careless, there are still water monsters in the East Wasteland waiting for you to wipe them out. The god Gun of the Yellow River, Wuzhi Qi of the Huai River, Zhenze No blame, Yun Meng Ze and Xiang Liu are not easy people."

Yu Shun looked solemn.

The reason why he was able to successfully reach Xuanyuan Qiu was that many human sages were dissatisfied with Emperor Yao's failure to quell the flood despite spending 30 million years.

Just like how Taihao of Fuxi clan killed Shaohao.

If you want to secure the position of Human Emperor, you must pass the test of the war. If you cannot pass it, you will not be able to secure the seat under your butt.

If he replaces Emperor Yao, then floods will be a test for him. If he can't be pacified like Emperor Yao, then someone else will, like him today, raise an army to rebel and replace him as human emperor.

"Teacher, don't worry. The disciple will work hard to practice and will never let down the teacher's expectations."

"Master, I believe in you."

With a slap on the gourd on his waist, a porcelain bottle flew out.

"There are one hundred and eight Hunyuanren Yellow Pills here, which I have accumulated over the years as a master. I give them to you today. With them, your 'Three Corpses Dharma Body' can be killed as soon as possible."

"Teacher, I haven't used up the elixir you gave me last time. I..."

He waved his hand to interrupt him.

"There is no need to refuse. I am a master of Tiangong Dao, and there is no shortage of elixirs. You are the only disciple of my master. If I don't give it to anyone, just accept it."

Yu Shun was extremely moved. He took a breath and raised his hands to take it.

"Thank you, Master."

Chi You opened his palms, and a bronze-colored, nine-story octagonal tower emerged.

The tower body is simple and simple, and no pattern can be seen at all, but Yu Shun can clearly sense the powerful charm of creation in it.

"This is the Tower of Creation, a top-quality Hunyuan Spiritual Treasure with eleven restrictions. It was refined by your master, Taoist Tiangong, and I gave it to you as a treasure to protect your way."

"The best Hunyuan Lingbao?" Yu Shun was shocked.

He has been practicing for many years and has never seen such a valuable treasure.

"Teacher, this is too precious, you should keep it."

"Haha, idiot. I am the direct disciple of your master. How could he lose my treasure? Take it, I have a treasure to protect you."

With a flick of his finger, the Tower of Creation turned into spiritual light and flew into Yu Shun's body.

All the mysteries of the spiritual pagoda were in his heart every moment.

"Thank you, Patriarch, for this treasure."

While he was talking, the phantom of a fat old Taoist wearing dark yellow Taoist robes smiled and nodded to him, and then disappeared in a flash.

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say as a teacher. I have other important matters, so I'll leave first."

"Disciple and master have not seen each other for a thousand years. It is not easy for us to get together this time. Why not stay a little longer so that disciple can fulfill his filial piety in front of his knees."

"You came here this time just for the throne of the Human Emperor. The matter is of great importance. How can you ignore the great cause of replacing the human race because of your personal feelings." Chi You looked solemn.

Yu Shun was shocked and bowed his head.

"Master is teaching me disciple Meng Lang."

She patted his shoulder and softened her tone.

"You and I, master and disciple, are both cultivators. When you are firmly seated as the Human Emperor in the future, it will not be too late for you and me, master and disciple, to renew our friendship."

As the words fell, his figure gradually blurred.

"It's easy to go, Master."

Yu Shun bowed and saluted.

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Seven trillion miles southeast of Xuanyuan Qiu, there is Chongshan Mountain, where nearly 500 billion people of the Chong family live and multiply.

The ancient wilderness was vast, and there were not ten thousand, but eight thousand human tribes of this size.

Therefore, although the Chong family dominates hundreds of billions of miles around, it is inconspicuous in the entire prehistoric era.

The only thing that makes this tribe remembered is that millions of years ago, there was Si Gun, the leader of the Chong clan.

Because the floods persisted for many years, no one under Emperor Yao was willing to serve as flood control officer. Later, Siyue, a minister under Emperor Yao, recommended Si Gun.

The latter was no longer trusted. Later, Tian Xi soil built a dam to block the flood. Unfortunately, his cultivation level was only Daluo Jinxian. Although he had the powerful Hunyuan Spirit Treasure, he was still unable to kill Xiang Liu, Wuzhi Qi, and Shen Gun. And blameless.

The dam built was destroyed by the Shengun flood, flooding countless human towns.

In order to calm the public anger, Emperor Yao ordered the execution of the god Gun in Yushan, but Siyue stopped him. Because Shen Gun is a registered disciple of Chongshan Academy.

If there is no big mistake, pushing him out as a scapegoat will only make Chongshan Academy furious.

Concerned about Chongshan's strength, Emperor Yao pardoned Si Gun's death penalty, deprived him of all official positions, and rushed back to You Chongshan.

Chi You urged Xiao Chongshan to use the void magic to fold the space under his feet at an astonishing speed. Less than half a month later, they arrived at the land of the Chong clan.

People in ancient times liked to build their capitals on high places to avoid floods.

Therefore, Fuxi's capital was called Wanqiu.

The capital of the Xuanyuan clan is Xuanyuan Qiu, also known as Youxiong City.

The city of You Chong was also built on a hill with a gentle slope, which was called "You Chong's Hill" and "Yang City".

Looking at the small city below, Chi You flew down.

Walking in the market, you can see the prosperous industries around you and the crowds of people coming and going, which is enough to call it prosperous and prosperous.

Moreover, the people around were rosy-cheeked and full of energy, and there was not a trace of food in sight.

He nodded secretly.

"This Si Gun is truly a promising king."

As soon as he took a step, his figure disappeared instantly.

When he reappeared, he had already reached the royal city.

Tiangong Dao is full of formation Dao, so the restrictions here are not a trouble for him and can be broken easily.

Use the Dayan Mirror to check for a while.

"found it."

With a burst of magic power, the figure disappeared instantly.

Soon they came to a courtyard in the harem of the royal city.

This courtyard is very huge, covering hundreds of square meters.

But in such a large yard, there is no green at all.

All the gullies and ravines where the soil has accumulated.

If you look closely, you will find that these ravines are not piled up randomly, but coincide with the shape of mountains and rivers.

A young man in shorts, holding a pickaxe in his hand, was sitting high on the wall, overlooking the ravine below, thinking hard.

Suddenly, he found several large water pools appearing in his gully. Then the edges of the water pools collapsed and the water inside sloped down.

Next, the mountains and rivers he set were opened up, and the water rolled forward along the opened rivers.

The rushing water flowed along the ravine and soon merged into a larger river, rolling towards the east.

And in the east is a larger water nest, with turbid waves rolling and surging, like the sea.

"I see."

The boy jumped more than ten feet, his face full of excitement and ecstasy.

"I understand, I understand, it is better to block than to open up, and to block is better to open up."

"Haha, a kid can be taught."

The rich voice made the young man turn his head subconsciously.

In the semi-empty space, a tall monk appeared in black robes, holding a green bamboo staff and a red gourd hanging on his waist.

The young man suddenly understood.

"Did senior give me pointers just now?"

"Children can be taught."

The young man quickly stepped forward and knelt on the ground.

"Senior, please accept me as your disciple and teach me the art of water control."

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a strong secret force lifting him up.

"Are you Si Wenming, the son of Si Gun?"

"Junior is exactly that."

"You come with me."

With a gesture of his hand, Si Wenming flew up and was soon led by Chi You to a majestic palace.

Si Wenming recognized at a glance that this was the place where his father handled tribal affairs.

When the two landed, the guarding soldiers saw Si Wenming and quickly stepped forward to salute.

Chi You stepped forward, and the soldiers seemed unable to see him.

Si Wenming was surprised, but did not dare to speak rashly.

After following the other party in, he soon saw his father sitting at his desk in the side hall handling government affairs.

"Daddy."

Si Gun put down his pen and smiled.

"It's Yu'er who's here."

"Daddy."

After shouting, the son did not come directly.

Just when Si Gun felt a little strange, a tall monk wearing black robes suddenly appeared directly in front of him, where there was nothing at all, as if the water was rippling.

Si Gun instantly became vigilant, and a large earth-yellow seal appeared from above his head, attracting Daluo Jinxian-level magic power.

But when he saw the bamboo stick in the opponent's hand and the red gourd on his waist, he was stunned.

Although he is only a registered disciple of Chongshan, he is no stranger to the attire of a direct disciple of Chongshan.

Chi You smiled faintly, and with silent urging, a red square cauldron with two ears and three legs emerged from above his head.

Not Zhou Ding.

One of the spiritual treasures of Chongshan Academy, it is a meritorious spiritual treasure that suppresses Chongshan's luck and is stored in the Buzhoushan Patriarch Hall.

Any disciple who becomes a disciple of Chongshan will have a projection of a tripod in his dantian.

Therefore, bamboo sticks and red gourds can be faked, but without Zhou Ding projection, they will never be faked.

The moment the projection of Chi You's Buzhou Cauldron appeared, a similar projection of the cauldron emerged from Si Gun's head, but compared to Chi You, his projection was much lighter.

The moment the projections of the two cauldrons appeared, a strange resonance appeared.

This time there is no more falsehood.

After the two of them put away the projection of Bu Zhou Ding, Si Gun walked around the table, stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"Si Gun, the 109th generation disciple of Chongshan Academy, pays homage to his ancestor."

Almost every Chongshan disciple knows that within our sect, anyone who can become a direct successor must be a Hunyuan monk.

Although there is such an existence, the dragon often sees the beginning but not the end.

However, when Si Gun was practicing in Buzhou Mountain, he was lucky enough to see Patriarch Xue Zangyang preaching. Unfortunately, he majored in Wutu Taoism, which was different from Patriarch Xue Zangyang's Flame Tao. It was a pity.

"No need to be polite."

"My Taoist name is 'Jiuli Zhenjun', and my Buddhist name is 'Chi You'. I became Taoist during the reign of Emperor Dihuang. Although I am not well-known in Chongshan General Academy, I am a direct descendant of Chongshan."

Having said that, the mana is instantly withdrawn.

Si Gun's breathing suddenly became rapid, and his eyes were filled with shock when he looked at Chi You in front of him.

The aura he released just now reminded him of the first time he faced the saber-toothed tiger monster when he was a boy.

That irresistible power was still deeply engraved in the depths of his mind.

"The cultivation level of this Patriarch Jiuli is far superior to that of Patriarch Xue Zangyang."

"The reason why I walked on the Chongqiu in person this time is because I thought that your son Si Wenming and I have a master-disciple relationship, so we should be my second direct disciples. I wonder if you are willing?"

Of course Si Gun is willing.

Only Chongshan disciples know what the word ‘direct inheritance’ means.

Magical weapons, elixirs, cultivation, famous teachers, and a great future.

But after all, he was the king in charge of a clan, so Si Gun was not carried away by the excitement.

"Grandmaster, I am presumptuous as a disciple. My grandmaster once said that those who are not Hunyuan will not be admitted as direct disciples. My son Si Wenming is only at the beginning of Yuanshen. How can he become a direct disciple?"

"Haha, this is easy to hear. Now that he has entered the sect of this deity, I will find a way for him to advance to Hunyuan."

Seeing the other party's confident expression, and thinking about the powerful momentum that was immediately withdrawn, Si Gun didn't say anything more.