I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 25 Forbearance and Rebirth

"Good baby!"

Wu Lang silently closed the door of the underground laboratory, and strode out.

He very much believed that this was already a very mature tool spirit.

When you open the door again.

She will no longer be a shoddy three-meter mechanical head core and a palm-sized doll girl model. She has successfully enlarged the size of Thumbelina, and shrunk her very explicit three-meter head into her skull, becoming a An ingenious puppet golem of normal human size.

Wu Lang was full of expectations for this newborn baby.

He believes in the other party's ability to work, and she will update herself from a crudely made magic weapon to a refined and mature magic weapon.

"Life is meant to be so comfortable!"

Soon, after Wu Lang finished refining the magic weapon, he sat on a chair and began to enjoy life, and his mood became free and easy.

After all, he was busy for several days, and he was tired enough.

Even an overtime dog like him couldn't stand it anymore.

But the good news is that this overtime dog finally has a subordinate, and he is a very capable subordinate.

In the afternoon, he observed Liu Ping, the big apprentice who was still cultivating hard in the yard, and he had already started to formally start to practice his own destiny.

Wu Lang shook the rocking chair, thinking to himself: "Well! Everything is as planned, and everything is intertwined. Wait until he continues to practice. I will let the Houtu chip, from Liu Ping's exercises, officially help me deduce the belongings. My fate technique."

Computing power is naturally Houtu's strong point.

This is the strongest tool man, equivalent to a super genius monster serving himself unconditionally.

"Master, how is my practice?"

At this time, Liu Ping was meditating with his legs crossed, and said, "Since I realized that day, I have already practiced the second level of Qi!"

"Very good. In the world of cultivating immortals in the future, you will definitely be famous all over the world. I am looking forward to your coming down the mountain." Wu Lang laughed.

"Going down the mountain? Are you going to be a teacher?"

Liu Ping felt that this seemed a little far away for him.

After all, I have only just practiced, and I seem to have just started at the second level of Qi training.

But Wu Lang shook his head, sat on the chair with a calm face, quite a bit of a gentleman, and said with a smile: "My boy, it won't be far away. The rules of Huangquanzong are very cruel. If you force the task, you have to Be prepared, our Seventh Peak must have a certain number of places on Huangquan Road up to the standard."

Here are working indicators!

Someone has to go down the mountain to catch wandering spirits.

This is the job of the ten peaks of Huangquan, and each peak is to recruit bad guys and arrest people.

Otherwise, I will not accept disciples.

"What! I'm only in the Qi training period, and I'm going down the mountain to catch wandering souls soon?" Liu Ping was shocked, and shouted that this demon sect was scary.

He was practicing martial arts in the martial arts hall. He was beaten with sandbags for a few years before he went out to walk the darts. At that time, he felt that it was a waste of human life.

Unexpectedly, it is more ruthless here!
Is this the world of cultivating immortals?
Liu Ping felt a little awed.

"Actually, although this is ruthless, it's not impossible." Liu Ping suddenly hesitated for a few seconds, before hesitating to speak.

"what?"

Wu Lang was surprised and asked him directly what he thought.

"I really want to go down the mountain."

He twitched, "After all, it's lonely on the mountain. I'm practicing exercises, and I'm a little bored. Even if it's dangerous, I want to go down the mountain for a walk! Go see how the lady is doing now."

He was afraid that the master would misunderstand, so he quickly said: "Of course, I am not nostalgic, I am not in the past, I am not going to see her, I just want to see how the child is doing, after all, if I am a cultivator, and her This kind of mortal is not the same world."

Wu Lang's expression suddenly became strange.

Gan.

Why is there such a person.

There are three thousand diseases in people who are sick and old, but licking dogs can't be cured.

My big disciple, can't stand the loneliness so soon?

Wu Lang looked at his shy, reserved and honest face. Well, he is indeed a person with quite good "qualifications"!
"Are you really letting go?" Wu Lang asked suddenly: "Are you sure you've realized the epiphany, you're just acting, not entering the play, and you've jumped out of your destiny?"

Liu Ping didn't dare to lie, he just said: "Master! I'm trying to let go, but I still feel a little uncomfortable now. I want to see her for the last time, and end our relationship."

Wu Lang didn't say much.

In his first stage of practice, when the Dragon King returned, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he actually wanted to choose to poison his predecessor, "Pan Jinlian"?

He wants to cut off the leading edge, so as to choose a new life?

But it won't be easy!
Wu Lang originally thought that he would find another place and start over.
After all, I'm afraid that he won't be ruthless, and when the Dragon King returns, he won't be able to twist his mouth!
He was still cowardly in his heart.

I was bullied honestly, and I couldn't change it in a short time.

In fact, it seems quite normal that he can't calm down to practice now.

Not everyone is a social animal like himself. With a job where you can forget about it, staying on this mountain for so long is indeed boring.

"The exercises I taught you really need to enter the world to practice and sharpen the hearts of the world. It's really not good to be on the mountain."

Wu Lang nodded, and just put down a sentence: "Cultivate slowly, and this day will come. I hope you will not live up to my expectations, and cut off the evil fate of the past, so as to break free from your cage and step into true freedom."

"In the current period of time, it is beneficial to accumulate more background. The world of cultivating immortals is not as simple as a small town of martial arts, not to mention that we are still from the Huangquan sect, which is dreadful."

"Yes, Master."

He said, looking determined.

His demeanor is indeed different, with a feeling of new life, instead of the humble and flattering honest man he was before.

"Looking forward to your rebirth from the ashes."

Wu Lang patted his apprentice on the shoulder, left the yard, and came to the flower field. After a while, the flowers he had planted had grown a lot.

"Um"

He put on his gloves and knelt down to dig out the roots, and began to observe one by one.

Seven control groups.

Three of them didn't survive at all. They should have lowered the formula too much, and cut corners and cut materials to key materials.

Four of them survived. Although the material is incomplete, it still looks like a relatively high version.

Considering the low-key factor, Wu Lang selected one of the worst Bianhua flowers among the four surviving flower plants, and began to observe.

"This, barely doable, although it is still a lot more advanced."

Wu Lang thought for a while, thought carefully, and decided to be more obscene, and continue to deduct the ingredients of the recipe, "Try this recipe later, delete a few ingredients, and choose the weakest version that can survive."

Granny Meng is not so easy to fool, if she can hide the abnormality of Bianhua, she can hide it.

Pretend to compare or something, the most annoying!
Taking out such a high-level Bianhua far beyond this civilized era for no reason, is it because you think you don't die fast enough?
Wu Lang's personality has always been stable.

He thought about it at this moment, and decided to do a more stable thing:

write diary.

After all, I just got a huge benefit from the generous and beautiful Meng Po and sister. It is impossible not to write a diary and record it truthfully.

What's more, if I weakened a few versions of my own Bana Flower and returned to the effect of the original version, it must be different from the original version.

No flower in the world is the same.

I plan to get a vaccination in advance, and record some variation problems in the process of cultivating Bianhua.

"call!"

He concentrated, picked up the pen, and wrote the first line.

(End of this chapter)