I am the leader of Huangquan

"Pour tea." Wu Lang sat on the chair.

"Yes."

Liu Ping serving tea.

There are strict rules in this world. In the world of cultivating immortals, the relationship between the master is even stronger than that of the parents, so the etiquette must be sufficient.

"From today onwards, you will join my Huangquan sect and worship me as your teacher."

Wu Lang drank his tea, and also made a grandmaster's bearing, an unfathomable gesture, and said lightly:

"I accept you as a registered disciple now. You are honest and sincere, and you don't fight or grab. You are suitable to be a big disciple of my lineage at the seventh peak of the Netherworld Sacred Sect, as a model for a big brother."

"At the same time, since you have cultivated, you should also have a title, the Tao name is... Dragon King."

"Dragon King, can a trapped dragon rise to heaven? Will it turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm? Master, what a good name! It's exactly where I am now." Liu Ping was overjoyed. He cupped his fists and bowed, completely feeling a sense of belonging, and said loudly, "This is me. I am now home, and I will definitely be a qualified and steady senior brother, and set an example for the future juniors!"

Wu Lang nodded.

Although he is a weak mortal who has just crossed over, but he also looks like a teacher.

Liu Ping's character is honest and hardworking, without any viciousness or flirtatiousness. Naturally, he is the most suitable example to be a big brother. His fair and hardworking character can also convince the latecomers.

Meng Po, that old hag, even though she was being roasted on the fire to become the acting peak master, it was still a kind of opportunity.

I traveled to this world of "Huangquan Ghost Escort" and knew many secrets.

At the very least, before the cheap master that I have never seen before comes back, I am the master of this branch, so I can take the opportunity to develop.

It's okay if the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

According to the information in the diary, that cheap master, Ji Yun, was seriously injured to the extreme, and his remnant soul hid in a place to cultivate, and he couldn't even return to the sect.

I am currently pretending to be a tiger, and I am not cowardly at all.

Wu Lang said again: "Remember, you are a disciple of the seventh peak of the Huangquan Sect. You have already heard from Po Meng that Ji Yun is my master, that is, your ancestor."

"If you go down the mountain in the future, if you make a name for yourself, don't report my name, and don't say that I taught you the unique knowledge. If you must ask about the inheritance of magic skills, you can report the name of Ji Yun's ancestor and say that you inherited Ji Yun. Senior, Grandmaster must be proud of you!"

"Yes."

Liu Ping's heart was turbulent, and he said quickly: "I will report the name of our ancestor! To win glory for Master Ji Yun, take pride in me!"

Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, it can't be said that I taught it, and I can't afford to lose face.

However, Liu Ping didn't know these methods, so he became excited, "Master! This peerless magic skill is tailor-made for me. In the future of this practice world, I might have a place in it!!"

At this moment, he was completely convinced and full of pride.

Master's temperament is really calm, like a high-ranking fairy descending to earth, always calm and indifferent, it is the same for Meng Po, and it is also the same in front of you!

Regardless of fame and fame, he hides from the world!

You don't even want your reputation!

How much love and righteousness is it to give everything to the master?

In the future, I must become a person like my master and the god of war he worships.

Chapter 9 When the practice is in progress

In the next few days, Wu Lang's life calmed down.

Although it sounds outrageous.

The front foot was still in front of the mountain gate and was almost killed, but the back foot entered the mountain gate and became the power of an empty shell of the branch mountain, as if living the life of a hermit, teaching the apprentice how to be a qualified I lick the dog and plant the fields, but it's also leisurely.

And Liu Ping is also constantly learning to practice.

After all, [Rotten Peach Blossom]'s exclusive technique is very difficult to practice, it can be said to be broad and profound, easy to learn but difficult to master.

"By the way, what will happen to them if I use them to cultivate magic skills and absorb their fate?" Liu Ping asked nervously. He was cowardly and kind-hearted. Even though he was so bullied, he still couldn't bear revenge.

Wu Lang glanced at him.

Immediately, I felt that this guy had really good aptitude.

Now, he was still thinking what could be wrong with Miss Sister?

Protect the best little sister!

As expected of a good seedling, although it is not good to say so, he is indeed a natural talent for licking dogs, and the best candidate to inherit this skill.

Ok.

I picked a good successor for that big boss.

Although a person's XP is free, in a modern diverse society, such "selfless dedication" must be a rare strange person, let alone this kind of ancient times?

Very good and excellent.

Wu Lang was very calm, and comforted him kindly: "My boy, you are doing justice for the heavens! You are a chivalrous hero! At the same time, you should think that way, if you didn't take the initiative to suffer this beating, other men must be victimized in the future , was given medicine like you."

"That's right." Liu Ping seemed to have figured it out a bit, and relief appeared on his honest and honest dark cheeks.

Wu Lang persuaded again: "After you punish those women and absorb the fate of those poisonous women, naturally you will no longer be able to do evil, stir up trouble, and endanger her next husband."

Hearing this, Liu Ping sobered up a lot.

Wu Lang paused, seeing that he had untied his knots, he said again: "Disciple, after these days, the basics are almost done, and you should memorize the general outline of the exercises."

"Yes."

"The way of licking is like drawing a bow and bow. The higher one restrains it, the lower one lifts it up, the surplus damages it, and the deficiency makes up for it..." The voice was serious and cold, like the true voice of the Dao, Lang Lang's voice echoed throughout the courtyard .

Wu Lang was still embarrassed.

I'm so ashamed!

What if I don't have social bullshit!

The more I teach this technique, the more I can't bear to look directly at it!

"No! My embarrassment is a disease, and I have to cure it!" Wu Lang thought to himself, although the exercises are more embarrassing, but he has to keep serious and build up the majesty and aura of the seventh peak of Huangquan, like a fairy A classic flavor.

May I ask which boy does not have a dream of a classic fairy tale?

Wu Lang sat on the rocking chair in front of the door, watching Liu Ping at this moment, practicing in the courtyard.

He feels that he has a taste for this!

"what!"

"Huh!"

But Liu Ping, who was observed to practice, was very hardworking.

At this time, he continued to study very hard and was practicing with his legs crossed.

After all, Wu Lang's various descriptions and descriptions of the great emperor's deeds aroused his admiration and yearning, longing for the kind of happiness that dominates his own destiny and is at ease in the world.

He still remembered the words that opened the door to his new world:

"I run through more than a dozen scenes a day and lick more than a dozen at the same time. It's simply not too enjoyable!"

After Master's wonderful persuasion and explanation, this existence has become his belief in his heart, and this statement has become a motto-like beacon.

In one sentence, he read the freedom he never had!

"I must become such a reliable senior!"

He is very motivated and keeps learning.

And seeing him practice so hard, I have to say that an honest person is simple.

If Wu Lang was his elder, he would definitely slap him:

"Who did this stupid dog learn from, and went astray! Don't be so stupid, there is obviously a problem with this magic skill, what do you believe in what people say! Do you want to drink medicine again?"

But now, the culprit was myself.

This made Wu Lang feel guilty again!

To know.

In the history of "Huangquan ghosts", the leader of Huangquan is the first node era. He discovered the great mystery deep in the soul, fate and destiny, and opened up the Huangquan holy sect with great talent, stealing people everywhere and causing disaster world.

In later generations, the diary emperor who appeared among the players is the pioneer of the second great era.

After the sand sculpture players arrived, he led the players to build a biological laboratory, using various principles of scientific methodology to further explore the theory of soul fate, so that other atypical fate people can also step into the path of practice.

In later generations, the "Juling Method" and "Tiangou Yingtian Jing" developed by the leader of Huangquan are called the two great ancestral scriptures, and it is not for nothing.

Later, countless fate cultivators developed various adaptable fate skills based on the skills of this Emperor Tiangou, which can be regarded as opening a new prosperous age...

"I also want to realize my own social animal fate from this ancestral scripture."

In the name of supervision, Wu Lang began to study this little white mouse who was constantly practicing, and the energy flow of his exercises.

"After all, whether you can cultivate, change from a mortal to a strong, and rise completely, it depends on this wave!"

"Don't wait for me to teach my apprentice to become a powerful, crooked dragon king who kills everywhere. As a teacher, he is still a weak mortal, and he still can't realize his own destiny."

Wu Lang was planning in his mind, sitting on the chair in front of the courtyard door and thinking, "But, but in this era, it seems that I have taken the lead...I took out the ancestral scriptures, so shouldn't this affect a big era?"

can only say.

The seventh peak of my capital Demon Sect, the future can be expected!

In the next few days, Wu Lang did not go down the mountain, but kept taking care of the ruined courtyard and farmland.

He had been working overtime during his lifetime, so his mind was naturally able to bear the hardship.

It was rare to relax after death. With nothing to do for a few days, Wu Lang suddenly felt that his farming genes had awakened, so he kept taking care of the environment around the entire courtyard.

After all, he has a restless personality, so farming can be considered overtime.

The most fly in the ointment is that you don't need to look for food and drink, and you can't satisfy your appetite.

It's not that their cultivation base has been bigu, but that they are all souls and wandering souls now.

This is Huangquan!

In fact, the entire Huangquan sect is located in a small cave where the soul body lives, which is dedicated to nourishing the soul, and the furniture, flowers and plants are also spiritual objects that the soul can touch.

Although it has become ruins, it still has the background of the great faction of the past!

However, Wu Lang also murmured in his heart, knowing that such peaceful days of recharging his energy would never last long.

"In the sect, there is Granny Meng and two direct disciples."

"I can't stay on the seventh peak all the time and don't go out. Even though I have to grow flowers of the other side, I still have to go out to build a good relationship with the sect's Po Meng and the two senior demon cultivators."

"The two of them, as orthodox disciples, should have also become the acting peak masters of their own lineage. They are going to revive the ruins of Huangquan. They are not counterfeit parallel importers like me...don't make good friends with the other two acting peak masters, or sooner or later they will die." over."

Wu Lang knew he had to act.

Chapter 10 Po Meng's Killing Intent

Frankly, it's an existential crisis!

And Po Meng is the scariest one among them.

She is cunning and cruel.

Players call it Late Menopause Meng Po.

Moody, greedy and tyrannical.

As the first teaching director of Huang Quanzong, he manages the discipline of the sect, and if he has nothing to do, he will check on you to fuck you, but if you don't please her and often give gifts, he will definitely take the opportunity to wear small shoes for himself and make things difficult for him.

"If you don't go to worship the top of the mountain, Granny Meng will probably write me a small notebook, and she will kill me, a fake!" Wu Lang considered.

But how to please yourself?

To be honest, I naturally know the flow of this favorability task.

It's in the big guy's diary.

But still the previous sentence, I am not suitable for this.

There is no same leaf in this world, the process he can do, he can't reproduce it perfectly, or even screw it up directly.