The strongest boss: Lao Tzu is the hegemon

“Accept!”

Xiongba did not hesitate at all.

Why don’t you accept it yourself?

This system is really a roundworm in his stomach, and the front foot himself is still thinking about destroying the happy door.

At this back foot, the system task came, and when it was really cold, someone sent the quilt.

Essence Cleansing Pill, when I hear the name, it is not an ordinary product, I don’t know if it is a miracle medicine that can improve the qualifications of warriors.

Thinking of this, Xiongba couldn’t help but say, “System, as the strongest leader, what else can you do besides issuing tasks?” ”

“Enlightenment host, this system aims to cultivate the strongest leader of the ten thousand worlds!”

“This system can not only escort the host’s increased force!”

“It can improve the strength of the sect! With the upgrading of the sect, the system should open the corresponding buildings…”

With the explanation of the system, Xiongba can be regarded as understanding.

This sect is not called a sect by a name.

A true sect is not only a sect hall that discusses big and small matters.

There are also martial arts arenas for disciples, residences for true disciples, residences for personal disciples, scripture pavilions, arsenals…

In addition to these buildings that enhance their strength, there are also buildings that provide daily necessities, such as minerals, farmland, herb gardens, restaurants, and so on.

As the level of the sect increases, the more buildings can be built, and finally, when all the buildings are created, it is like a whole country.

Not only that, as the leader, you can get a system lottery once a month.

The items in the lottery are not only various martial arts, elixirs, weapons, but also various strange things.

Everything is created for domination.

The top of the three unique mountains, the sun is shining.

As soon as the wind blew, a thick smell of blood wafted in the sky.

When Xiongba came out of the master’s residence again, there were less than fifty people left on the Sanjue Mountain.

These people are all young people.

The old men and the women all returned to the bottom of the mountain.

With the protection of the Tianxia Society, being an ordinary villager is more suitable for their life.

And everyone who went up the mountain before was just to avoid the vendetta of Kuaiyi Gate.

Now, Kuaiyi Gate has been killed by hundreds of gangs in an instant, and I don’t think I have the energy to seek revenge again.

“Are you all ready for the world to be born and die?”

Xiongba’s gaze swept over everyone.

A majestic and domineering look.

This number was expected by him, after all, only young talents were strong.

Only young people can support the future of a sect.

“Head of Qiyu, we are people of the Tianxia Society, and death is the ghost of the Tianxia Society!”

Everyone spoke in unison and knelt down in front of the hegemon.

“Good! It’s rare that you have this heart! ”

“Then, from this moment on, you will be officially upgraded from peripheral disciples to formal disciples!”

“Now, as the leader, I give you the first instruction!”

“Get used to blood and corpses!”

“Move all the corpses on these three supreme peaks to the fire so as not to cause the plague!”

Xiongba began to officially give the first instructions.

He was not afraid that the disciple would not have qualifications, he was afraid that the disciple would not have the will.

As a warrior, if you don’t have will, you are just an ant after all.

These corpses will be the first test!

As his words fell, all the disciples, you look at me, I look at you, there is still a hesitant look on their faces.

How difficult it is for ordinary people to take the first step in the rivers and lakes.

Xiongba couldn’t help but shake his head, sure enough, these people were just ordinary goods.

If you want to accept disciples, you still need to find a new one.

At this moment, suddenly a person walked towards the corpses.

This person had snow-white skin and was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.

This look is quite weak.

However, among these people, he was the first to walk towards these corpses.

The next moment, use his thin body to directly turn the corpse.

Blood stained his clothes, and although there was disgust between his eyebrows, he endured it.

“What’s your name?” The hero came to this person.

“Head of Qiyu, my name is Wen Ugly!” The child’s childish voice sounded.

“Wen ugly and ugly?”

Xiongba’s brows couldn’t help frowning when he heard this, is this really fate?

In the original work, Wen Ugly is the boss of the Great Inner Administration.

This person is delicate and good at figuring out the mind of the hegemon.

He is not high in martial arts, but he is extremely good at handling and collecting intelligence.

He smiled at everyone, smiling brightly and brightly.

It’s a bit funny, it seems contrived, but it’s really cute.

In the original work, Xiongba was deeply impressed by the ugliness of the text.

The man lived freely, his outfit was unconventional, but he didn’t think about it, and just broke into the audience’s eye like that.

His appearance is a little flattering, but he has his own lightness and leisure.

Wen is ugly and ugly, and the position of the Lord is not his turn to do it, so he chooses to be the slave of the Lord.

He had the talent to be a slave, and he did his best to keep the world well and make his master believe in him and depend on him.

And Wen Ugly is sober, he understands his duty.

In the original work, he once said something to Yuruo, the daughter of Xiongba, which made Xiongba remember it deeply.

He said, “Those of us who are slaves can not go to live outside, we can only hide here and live a comfortable little life.” ”

He can’t stand the pain and is not offside, and the literary ugly has the posture of a clown.

Nie Fengbu was shocked and dominated by them, they regarded him as an obedient slave, outsiders regarded him as a slave who worshipped the master, and the audience regarded him as a clown who was grandstanding.

But the ugliness has the essence of not being ugly.

He lived really, really.

There are all kinds of people in this world, but all kinds of people are the embodiment of ugliness.

Live at all costs, even if life forces you to do the trick of this world, even if life forces you to jump off the beam.

After all, not everyone can be a hegemon and a storm.

Wen Ugly works hard for life, so Wen Ugly is really not ugly.