I am the leader of Huangquan

"Cough cough cough! Junior brother, your ambition is really..." Xing Hanhan was about to comment, and at the same time told him that Po Meng's menopause was not a good bird, and suddenly his expression changed, because he noticed something.

Now, they have come to the foot of the mountain to say goodbye. They are not in the seventh peak, and if they are at the foot of the mountain, Po Meng is probably eavesdropping again.

At this time, Meng Po heard what the younger brother said, and wanted to remember a few more words of hatred for you!

Her heart skipped a beat.

We are the Demon Sect, so we can't say this!

You joined our Demon Sect because you wanted to learn strength, and then, to act chivalrously?

Even now, you still teach me to be an upright and good person, and spread your kindness and open thoughts in the magic gate?Want to reform me?

See if Po Meng doesn't beat you to death!

I am the true successor of Miao Honggen of the Demon Sect!

I am the heir to the spiritual and cultural orthodoxy of the Demon Sect, and you actually want to persuade me to be kind, and to spread your famous and upright thought of helping the common people in the world in the first Demon Sect sect of cultivating immortals?

You are really talented!

It's like the old birthday star hanged himself, looking for death!

Thinking of this, Xing Hanhan's spine felt chills, she was terrified, she felt that Po Meng would kill someone soon.

But after waiting for a long time, it didn't show up.

She couldn't help being silent for a few seconds.

Could it be that Po Meng, an old hag, happened to be busy and wasn't eavesdropping on them?

"Great opportunity!" So, with a thought in her mind, she couldn't help but take the opportunity to persuade her junior brother and tell him the truth about the Netherworld Sect: "Junior brother, you misunderstood, Granny Meng is not a good person, she must not be safe..."

boom!

There was a thunder in the sky.

Xing Hanhan's scalp went numb in an instant, and he suddenly dared not speak.

"Senior Sister, what's the matter?" Wu Lang was startled, seeing that she was half-spoken.

"No, it's nothing, let's leave it alone." Xing Hanhan looked serious.

"Oh, then today, then I will wait for the good news from my senior sister." Wu Lang was a little puzzled, but the senior sister who talked too much finally let him go. Naturally, he was happy to have a leisurely time, so he hurried back to the seventh peak middle.

But at this time, she was a little scared to pee on the spot.

The old hag has been eavesdropping all the time, but you don't care about this junior brother teaching the bad guys openly. Whenever I say bad things about you, you will thunder and warn me right away?

Suddenly, there were countless depressions and anger in her heart, and she almost spat out a mouthful of old blood in the end: You crazy!You double standard old woman!Obviously I am the one who is your own!

But at this time, after combining what her junior brother said just now and the warnings of various Meng Po, she suddenly woke up: "Mother, it turns out that Meng Po has been lying to Junior Brother that we are a good sect and a group of good people, no wonder She told me not to talk nonsense!"

Have pity on my junior brother, who was poisoned by this old witch!We are clearly the number one demon sect!The younger brother is a mortal, so he has suffered the loss of not knowing the common sense in the world of cultivating immortals!

She looked at the upright back of her junior brother, felt a little pity in her heart, and couldn't help whispering: "But I am indeed the only good person left in this evil and vicious No. Sex, we are congenial and share great ideals...but Po Meng is not!"

Chapter 46 Wu Lang: I'm about to pee

Huangquan Road, next to Sansheng Stone.

Granny Meng was still feeding the soup, she looked at the wandering souls, her expression calm, she just muttered: "This guy is full of nonsense, and he wants to spoil the new junior brother."

After the two of them went down the mountain, she basically heard the parting conversation.

The life of the nine previous lives described in this dialogue can be regarded as very exciting.

But Meng Po pays more attention to practicality.

On the contrary, I care about the fate of [Ninth World Social Animal] described in it. Does it have such a powerful and special characteristic?

She had never understood the meaning of the word "social animal" before, so she was quite curious.

After all, this kind of fate has never appeared before. This is the fate that can be bred by people who do not belong to this world in this environment. They come from a "different world", so it can be said that one side supports another.

But now, she also understands the meaning of social animals.

social animals.

It turns out that it refers to the sages who work hard and are selfless! ?

"I'm afraid it's a mutated sage's fate." Meng Po thought about it, feeling the doubts in her heart were lifted, and she felt a bit hearty:

It is so meaningful! !

"It turned out to be a mutation." She had an epiphany.

With the rapid changes in the history of mortal nations, this road to hell has passed many martyrs, heroes, sages, and kings. She has seen too many heroes of the world.

This kind of mutated sage's fate is the first one.

"Combined with his life, hundreds of domains, it probably fits." Meng Po lowered her eyelids, her expression was extremely flat, she stopped thinking about it, and apparently accepted Wu Lang's forced explanation.

but.

Can reading a hundred volumes save this troubled world?

Meng Po suddenly muttered to herself and remembered the contents of the diary:

"I have a dream..."

"I hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal!"

She then shook her head and laughed again.

Suddenly, I felt that this courageous and resourceful young man was very interesting, and my heart seemed to be touched a little. I was obviously too old, but I was also a little emotional.

But after all, she was the decisive and scheming Granny Meng. She was only surprised for a few seconds, and then continued to feed soup to the wandering souls on the road.

As if nothing had happened.

It's time for her to get people to drink medicine and cut her waist.

"Drink the soup, ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes." She smiled sinisterly, and handed a bowl of bubbling muddy soup to the wandering soul with her old and withered black hand, and sighed:

"Everyone, put an end to the past."

"The road on the Naihe Bridge is Naihe, right and wrong can never cross the Wangchuan River."

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At this time, not to mention Po Meng who was feeding soup at the gate of Huangquanzong, at this time Xing Hanhan could only retreat secretly after discussing dreams with his junior brother.

After all, Po Meng couldn't afford to offend her, so she could only swallow her anger.

After watching her junior and junior return to the seventh peak, she led her apprentice back to the fifth peak in despair.

She was also secretly glad.

This time, Po Meng didn't bother her directly, even if the warning from the muffled thunder was over, she didn't show up even now.

"It really scared me to death."

She whispered: "This double-standard old hag has been peeping in the dark. She is simply too perverted. This person must have voyeurism."

Tapping.

With the bluestone steps, step by step up the mountain, back to the mountainside of the fifth peak.

She watched the passing disciples saluting to her one by one, and she just nodded slightly, and brought Li Qingrou back to the courtyard.

"For a good person like Junior Brother, I have to help him find a good green fate!"

She thought about it for a while, and still felt that the conversation just now was more than enough.

Ah!

She suddenly called out and said loudly: "Teacher, as long as I think about the posture and words of my junior brother just now, my thoughts are still a little hard to calm down! I am indeed a good person with strong empathy!"

Li Qingrou's face was still cold, as if she was deaf, she didn't hear at all, and silently followed behind.

She suddenly said: "God's egg, bring me the ring that I hid deep in the secret compartment."

"Master, could it be that you want it?" Li Qingrou was a little taken aback.

Those are some treasures treasured by Master.

In particular, the thing among them was prepared for her.

"Yes, I want to give that thing to my junior, I think it's quite suitable." Xing Hanhan said.

"But..." Li Qingrou remained silent, "But, that destiny was found by me, and I took many risks at the beginning...it was my chance."

Xing Hanhan glanced at her, and said earnestly: "My dear student! Although the fate is said to be reserved for you to build your own weapons, but now, it is obvious that the younger brother needs this thing more. If your cultivation base is higher than his, you can't Let your little uncle?"

The natal weapon that Li Qingrou wants to build.

It is a weak little life wheel.

The small life wheel can only be owned by the peak master and the peak master.

The natal weapon is a weapon forged by a single fate, and it is also infinitely powerful. It is the welfare of the core disciples of the inner sect.

If in the future, the inner sect disciples level up, they can fuse their natal weapons with five more fates and cast them into a small life wheel. This weapon can be said to be very important to her!

"Besides, your uncle, who has dreams and ambitions, should help support you." Xing Hanhan said: "With this, your uncle's road should be much easier, although your road has become difficult. , don’t worry.”

"Handling is the most important thing!"

The green fate she wants to give is not ordinary.

The rare strength of some fates cannot be represented by the levels of white, green, and purple.

Just like the calculus-like fate that Wu Lang was looking for before, there is no second or third floor, so he can only find a white one on the first floor. This type of fate is more powerful than ordinary purple fate, even white, Some of the green disciples are scrambling to get it!

After all, as long as the white fate is obtained, it can still be upgraded to the purple level.

But if you can't get it, you don't have it.

Therefore, the rare fate is not so easy to find, and even some mutated white potentials are more terrifying than purple fate.

"Listen to Master."

"Little Martial Uncle really needs this more than I do."

Li Qingrou remained calm, and quickly took the things back.

Xing Hanhan took the ring, intending to find a few more good green fates for the younger brother, "Take it as an investment, and help the younger brother's dreams and hopes!"

"After all, it will be of great benefit to us to make friends with the Seventh Peak. I think it's worthwhile for me as a teacher."

"What the master said is that I have always admired the little uncle." Li Qingrou still looked cold and elegant, as if she didn't care, and there was no difference as usual.

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at this time.

Wu Lang got rid of the senior sister Goupi Yaopao who was very talkative today, and finally returned to the seventh peak, and he was relieved.

He looked at the favorability.

Xing Hanhan favorability +3

+3

...

Li Goudan favorability +3

+3

...

Granny Meng's favorability +3

...

Wu Lang took a look around, but he got used to it. It can be said that he has grasped the rules, and the development has been smooth these days.

It is his habit to look at the friends column regularly. After all, this is his real trump card, and he has fully revealed his goodwill and malice.

Obviously, Granny Meng is peeking again, but it is normal for her favorability to increase less, after all, the later the favorability is, the harder it will be.