After raising the Demon King, I became the favorite of the Three Realms

Chapter 138
The disciple in charge of registration was dumbfounded by Dongfang Mian.

It's not his fault, Dongfang Mian learned this trick from Hua Qianxun, it's called pre-emptive attack, as long as you speak firmly and angrily enough, even if you say something that doesn't make sense, others will think it's him I have a problem with my ears.

For example, the disciple of Piaomiao Palace in front of him is deeply introspecting himself at this time. He has lived in vain for so many years, and he doesn't even know such a powerful force as Tianyin Valley.

Other small sects and casual cultivators who came to sign up, in order to show their background, hurriedly echoed Dongfang Mian's words.

"I know about Tianyin Valley, it is a sect handed down from ancient times"

"Yes, yes, I heard that there are tens of thousands of registered disciples under Tianyingu Guang's sect."

"When my mother was ill, I knelt outside Tianyin Valley for three days and three nights to get a magic elixir. Now my mother is almost [-], and she carries thirty catties of rice every day and walks a little over a dozen miles. without breathing"

"I read that battle in an ancient book. The master of Tianyin Valley and the master of Piaomiao Palace teamed up to fight against the ancient demon king. They fought for nine days and eight nights, and almost turned the entire Western Region into ruins."

"As a disciple of Piaomiao Palace, I don't even know Tianyin Valley, it's so disappointing..."

The disciples of Piaomiao Palace were shut up by these people, and their faces collapsed, as if the reputation of the entire Piaomiao Palace was ruined in their own hands.

This is, Dongfang Mian said in a considerate manner, "It's okay, I didn't understand anything at first, and the elders in the door told me before I came here. Piao Miao Palace must not know that we are also coming to Tianyin Valley Participating, so I didn't tell you in advance."

The registration disciple gave Dongfang Mian a grateful look, and became enthusiastic in an instant, helping her to register.

"Sect: Tianyin Valley, name: Dongfang Mian, female, by the way, what kind of disciple are you in Tianyin Valley? An elite disciple, handed down by the elder or the master of the valley? What is the strength now? Don't think too much, this is from the Misty Palace. It is required that every sect must register like this when they come." Afraid that she might misunderstand, the registered disciple hurriedly explained.

"The disciple of the handyman, the saint of strength", Dongfang Mian said lightly.

In an instant, a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Everyone couldn't believe their ears.

"What, a handyman disciple with the strength of a saint"

"Did you hear clearly, are you sure she wasn't talking about Gu Zhu's personal biography?"

"Even if it's passed down by Gu Zhu, it's too exaggerated, the suzerain of our sect is only a semi-saint."

"Tianyin Valley Niu b, the disciples of the handyman are all saints, what kind of strength does this elder and the owner of the valley have?"

"Could it be at the level of a holy king?"

"Maybe it will be the legendary Holy Emperor"

"How is it possible, the owner of the Rift Star Valley, the largest sect in the entire Western Region, is only the peak of the Holy King?"

"There are so many wonders in the world, you ignorant little b, hurry up and go home and farm."

"Fuck"

The registered disciples didn't dare to write after hearing the words, and their hands trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing him looking at him stupidly, thinking that he didn't believe it, Dongfang Mian casually revealed the aura of a saint, who knew that he trembled even more.

In the end, he didn't write at all, bowed, and personally took Dongfang Mian to the resting place provided by Da Zongmen in Piaomiao Palace.

The onlookers were envious for a while, and many elders of the sect used this to teach their disciples, "See, you can only be respected wherever you go if you work hard and become strong."

The disciple said ignorantly: "But elder, why do I feel that people are so respectful because they are afraid of the powerful forces behind her?"

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(End of this chapter)