I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 4
"I am indeed the accepted disciple."

Wu Lang also didn't follow the routine recorded in the diary, bending over to flatter and flatter him like a dog's leg.

Granny Meng nodded, she didn't look suspicious, and said: "You actually know this passage, this is indeed a secret that she and I only knew, an agreement between us."

Is it really enough to say a word?
Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the dog licking diary of a certain emperor did not lie. This sentence hides some kind of secret, and it is easy to believe. The specific reason is unknown.

But Meng Po said: "The underworld is shattered, the leader and those guys died together, the missing seventh peak leader Ji Yun is still alive, and he still takes you as a disciple outside?"

"Just now, the three life stones can't reveal your life, only your destiny is revealed. It turns out that Ji Yun is related to you, so it has hoodwinked the secret."

Po Meng also believed in her heart, and said:

"I am the guardian spirit of the Yellow Spring Sect. I live in harmony with the Zongmen's land, so I can survive that disaster and guard the old land."

Po Meng's eyes were sharp, she looked up and down, and shook her head:

"Your fate is double purple, which is indeed the standard for accepting apprentices. Unfortunately, both of your fates are useless. It is absolutely impossible to accept you as an apprentice. I am afraid that she has already reached the end of the road, so she accepts a guy like you. .”

Wu Lang said seriously, "Master is indeed seriously injured. I met Master by chance in the world, and I was accepted as a disciple."

Po Meng weighed in her heart.

Although this person has poor aptitude, he is just a humble person who works hard.

But this kind of heart is rare, and it can be used as a labor force.

Granny Meng relaxed a little: "Now there are almost no one in the Huangquan Sect. It's a bit lively when you come. Go to the back."

Po Meng thought for a while, then pointed to the seventh mountain peak behind her,
"Now there are only two inner sect disciples. After the turmoil, they recovered their lives. They returned to the sect some time ago. You are the third living person in the sect."

"Since you are a disciple of the Seventh Palace, you should go to the Seventh Peak and settle down there. Come see me again, and I will teach you the method of arresting spirits of the Huangquan sect. From now on, you will be a ghost messenger, go down the mountain to arrest the soul, and send you to the Huangquan Road. , work hard to improve the performance of the population and re-prosper the sect!"

These words are like going up the mountain into a bandit's den. The bandit leader told himself to get ready, go down the mountain to rob the road, send people to Huangquan Road, and do business.

But Wu Lang was not in a hurry to leave. He glanced at the trembling Liu Ping, clasped his fists and said, "Master Meng, the master once told me something about the sect. If you teach your disciples personally, you can get a small life wheel. I don't know why." When will it be released?"

"The natal magic weapon passed down to my disciple, the little life wheel, will be given to you." Granny Meng took a deep look at Wu Lang.

He was neither humble nor overbearing, with a look of preparation, and said: "Personal disciples, it seems that I can take servants, can I take a person away now?"

This kid knows a lot.

Knowing the entry requirements of the sect, I'm afraid it is really valued by Ji Yun.

"You want him?"

Granny Meng looked coldly at Liu Ping, the screaming man next to her, she nodded and said, "It's okay."

Huangquan Shengzong, how noble is a direct disciple?
There are only a few wandering souls in the area, so naturally they don't care.

And Wu Lang was indeed showing kindness, and wanted to save the life of this honest and hardworking man who had a miserable life, but saving people was secondary.

The key is
He needs a lick dog now.

After all, in the diary of a supreme emperor from the future, there are some secrets that can only be used by licking the dog's fate. It is a good choice to save people.

Meng Po said again: "You go, that's right. I'm ashamed to say that the Bana flowers that I and your master planted back then have been left unattended and withered over the years. Now there are only five flowers left. Since you If you live there, you can take care of her, and since you are her new disciple, the secret of growing flowers is naturally entrusted to you."

Wu Lang's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said, "It's only natural."

No wonder he let himself in so easily.

It turned out that it wasn't just that the password was correct, it was also that the flowers were lacking in care.

If you are a direct disciple, there is no problem, but if you falsely admit that you don't know how to grow flowers, you will soon show your flaws.

Before leaving, Wu Lang bent down and bowed, and said very formally: "Wu Lang has been wandering for half his life, and only regrets not meeting the Ming Lord. If you don't give up, I am willing to worship into the mountain gate."

"It's polite, let's go."

Meng Po laughed.

"Yes, the master has not returned, I am the seventh-generation peak master, and I will definitely strengthen the sect."

Wu Lang nodded.

Looking at her back, Po Meng continued to feed the soup, thinking:

"Whether his identity is true or not, you can tell by seeing how the flowers grow. If you don't know how to grow flowers, it's a fake, and you can throw it away as flower fertilizer."

Her voice was cold and heartless, she didn't think too much, and diligently poured soup on the wandering souls one by one.

(End of this chapter)