Zha Gong You Don’t Know Love [Quick Transmigration]

Xia Lang slept until the sun was high and didn't get up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to find where Ji Wuchen was, but he couldn't find it. Instead, he saw another person: "It's you? Where's my master?"

Wang Kang was sitting right in front of Xia Lang, but Xia Lang glanced at him several times, as if he didn't see him, and finally focused on him, and said angrily: "The head Going to receive distinguished guests, this is your breakfast, eat it quickly."

"Oh," Xia Lang was still in a dazed sleep, nodded obediently, got out of bed and put on his clothes: "How dare you talk to me like this, you are not afraid that I will kill you by raising my hand."

Wang Kang was taken aback. That's right, Xia Lang is the big devil that everyone shouts and beats. In the eyes of outsiders, he is even more annoying than the Devil's Cult. If he doesn't agree with him, he will kill him. Why did he dare to fight like this? Where does he speak?Isn't he afraid that Sharon will kill him?

It seems that subconsciously...he is not so bad, even if he talks like this, Sharon will not do anything to him.

"Come here," Xia Lang sat at the table, eating breakfast in a bowl, and raised his hand to beckon Wang Kang who was dazed over there.

Wang Kang didn't know what was going on, but he didn't listen to his brain's opinion, and walked up to Xia Lang first.

"Do you know that you were pushed out as a target?"

Xia Lang asked as he fiddled with the wontons in the bowl slowly.

Wang Kang's eyes were wary, this devil really wanted to sow discord!

"Few people know what happened to me thousands of years ago," Sharon scooped up a ravioli and said slowly, "Except for a few elders and some core disciples, everyone doesn't even know who I am."

He rarely came out of Shangqing Mountain, and there were very few people who could recognize him.

"Why, after I have been gone for a thousand years, there are many more people who know me?"

Xia Lang was picked up by Ji Wuchen. When he was young, he always stayed by Ji Wuchen's side.

Even though Xia Lang grew up gradually, he didn't have Ji Wuchen's instructions, and he never mentioned that he wanted to go down the mountain. Ji Wuchen also intentionally or unintentionally never took the initiative to let him go down the mountain. , they are all greeted and sent by Meng Yu.

Therefore, not many people in the Puritan Church know about Xia Lang, and many people think that the senior brother in charge is Meng Yu, and even fewer people have seen Xia Lang.

But now that thousands of years have passed, Xia Lang's name has suddenly become known to everyone. If there is no ghost, Xia Lang will definitely not believe it.

Xia Lang continued to eat the wontons in the bowl, and said to Wang Kang who was staying there: "You are not the mastermind of what happened yesterday, are you?"

There was a flash of surprise in Wang Kang's eyes, which was caught by Xia Lang: "You are full of courage and courage, but your heart is not careful enough. If you do it, you may choose to ambush me in Zhujian Pavilion directly. Instead of choosing to start with small details like hands and feet on the stove, am I right?"

He was not surprised when he saw Wang Kang's body startled suddenly, as if he had been told his mind had been broken.

Wang Kang didn't expect that the devil actually had the ability to read people's hearts. Indeed, he was not the mastermind, it was just that everyone discussed and decided to do so. He had forgotten who made the specific suggestion.

"Forget it, I won't ask who made you do this." Xia Lang frowned after eating the last wonton in the bowl: "Cut, this wonton is far worse than what I made."

He beckoned for Wang Kang to come over.

Wang Kang plucked up the courage to go up, feeling that he was about to die here, and closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the arrival of death.

Xia Lang stretched out two slender fingers and touched Wang Kang's forehead.

Wang Kang only felt that his brain suddenly exploded, and he didn't know anything.

Is this... the feeling of death?Wang Kang felt that there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of his eyes, and he could only hear the sound of drinking soup... wait, the sound of drinking soup?

Isn't he all dead?How can I still hear the sound of drinking soup?

Wang Kang opened his eyes and found that Xia Lang was eating wonton soup in front of him, and he glanced at him calmly: "Why, do you think I will kill you?"

Wang Kang didn't speak, but there was tacit agreement in his eyes.

"If I want to kill you, why bother to bring you back," Xia Lang said, "Isn't it better to just kill you yesterday?"

What he said was so reasonable that Wang Kang didn't know what to say all of a sudden.

"Look at your spiritual root." Xia Lang left behind a sentence, and continued to drink his wonton soup.

"What's so interesting about spiritual roots," Wang Kang guessed.

He is a miscellaneous spiritual root, mainly in the fire department, but his talent is not high, so he was assigned to Zhujian Pavilion.

Different spiritual roots will display different colors. For example, the water spiritual root is blue, the fire spiritual root is red, and the miscellaneous spiritual roots are in various colors. Wang Kang’s spiritual root is composed of multiple colors mainly red. Good-looking is good-looking, but it also means that he is doomed to have no talent on the road of cultivation.

He looked inside his dantian, but was surprised to find that instead of the familiar red spiritual root in front of him, it turned into a vast expanse of white!

"Me! What happened to my spiritual root!?" Wang Kang screamed: "You have abolished my spiritual root!!!"

"Idiot! Can't you use your brain to think about it?" Xia Lang gave him a white look: "If your spiritual root is crippled, then what do you see?"

Only then did Wang Kang wake up from his panic, and found that in front of him was not a discarded spiritual root, but a brand new white spiritual root.

What spiritual roots are white?

"Tianlingen," Xia Lang finished the last sip of wonton soup and wiped his mouth: "You are now Tianlinggen."

"What did you say?????" Wang Kang screamed in shock, the voice was so loud that Xia Lang almost regretted washing his spiritual roots.

Tianlinggen!

What is Tianlinggen? It is the unattainable wish of every immortal cultivator!It's like the number one scholar in the imperial examination, everyone is familiar with it, but very few people can achieve it.

"I..." Wang Kang said, "How did I become a Tianlinggen?"

"I washed it for you," Sharon said, "I declare that from today onwards, you will be my disciple."

Regardless of Wang Kang's reaction, he waved him out: "You go first, I don't want to see you now."

Wang Kang walked out of the hall as if he was sleepwalking, not knowing what happened.

For a long time after returning to the side hall, he had been looking inside his spiritual root time and time again, and couldn't believe that he had really become a heavenly spiritual root.

But it was given to him by that demon... He should have refused.

But Xia Lang didn't discuss it with him at all, and directly turned him into Tianlinggen. If he just proposed, Wang Kang has the confidence, and he will have the backbone to refuse.

But now... the fat has been eaten by him, and he can't spit it out anymore.

Moreover, Sharon is not as bad as the legend says...

Wang Kang's dislike for Xia Lang is entirely from hearsay, but he only spent a day with Xia Lang, but found that he is not the same as the legend.

Such a person...is he really that insane devil?

While Wang Kang was still in a daze, there was a knock on the door of the side hall.

"Strange," Wang Kang thought, "how could someone come?"

He knew that no one who knew him would be qualified to enter Shangqing Mountain and knock on this door, so who would come to him?

Confused, he opened the door.

In front of the door was a familiar but puzzled person: "Brother...Brother Meng? Why are you here?"

He originally wanted to call him Senior Brother, but suddenly he remembered that Xia Lang should be the proper Senior Senior Brother, so he changed it to Senior Brother Meng unconsciously.

When Meng Yu heard Wang Kang calling him senior brother Meng, a trace of unhappiness flashed in his eyes, but it was fleeting, and he smiled at him: "I heard that senior brother Xia snatched you from Zhujian Pavilion yesterday, so I'm a little worried about you." It's safe, so come and take a look."

"Ah!? Is that so? Senior Brother Meng, please come in." Wang Kang was a little moved. It turned out that Meng Yu cared so much about the safety of his ordinary disciple!

But subconsciously, he felt that Meng Yu's words were a bit strange. Why did he seem to be sure of what Xia Lang would do to him?It seems to be a bit of a discord feeling.

"No need," Meng Yu smiled slightly, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes: "I'll just say a few words at the door."

He never understood what was in his "senior brother"'s mind. Looking at the boy in front of him, he seemed to be living a good life. He obviously received the news that yesterday the boy almost pointed his nose at Xia Lang and called him a devil. Head up!

"You also know, Brother Xia...identity..." Meng Yu thought about his words: "The identity is a bit special."

"Although the head of the sect is in charge of the elder brother himself, the head of the sect is busy after all, and there may be too many things that he can't take care of," Meng Yu said, "And senior brother Xia has a high level of cultivation, so we have no way to arrange people around him. Elders I am very worried that Senior Brother Xia will be careless and do the wrong thing like a thousand years ago."

These words nailed Xia Lang to the position of a criminal who needs to be guarded: "So little brother, since senior brother Xia values ​​you so much and asked you to stay by his side, you are restricted to be the only one who can get close to senior brother Xia. Can you tell me about Senior Brother Xia's situation at regular intervals?"

Meng Yu smiled gently: "This is a great achievement. What kind of rewards do you want in the future, or become an inner disciple...it's fine."

Wang Kang's eyes lit up, but he didn't immediately agree.

The temptation of an inner disciple is too great... If it was him before, he would definitely agree immediately.

How could he refuse such a great deed of spying on a devil, contributing his own strength to the Shangqing, and getting a reward to become an inner disciple?

But he hesitated, the first reason is that he is no longer a humble miscellaneous spirit root, but a heavenly spirit root that is more powerful than Senior Brother Meng in front of him. I'm afraid that even the elders will come to beg him to be his disciple.

The second reason is that, although what Senior Brother Meng said is very reasonable, he feels that something is wrong...

Just when he was still hesitating, a voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, what wind brought our Junior Brother Meng here?"