I am the leader of Huangquan

Chapter 8 The eldest disciple of the seventh peak

"Master, I have understood."

Liu Ping said that he already understood the core of this exercise.

This honest and honest man is very reserved and nervous now. He knows how great this opportunity is and cherishes it better than anyone else.

Even if he was learning ordinary body-building martial arts, he spent two years as a sandbag in the bodyguard bureau and was beaten for two years, and served tea and water for another year before he started to teach some basic martial arts.

And the martial arts of mortals are all like this.

Unique knowledge should not be passed on lightly, not to mention the legendary fairy gate.

Moreover, he has already understood that this should be one of the most powerful skills in cultivating immortals in the world, and he has opened up a brand new path. Even if his knowledge is superficial, he still understands how many people covet him.

This is an unprecedented opportunity.

"You understand, then that's good."

Wu Lang nodded, his face was serious and cold, he sat on the chair with the appearance of a master of Taoism, looked at the good disciple below, and said in his heart: "This has finally passed the introduction of this exercise!"

Wu Lang was puzzled:

"The ghost knows how the sand-sculpting bull in the past carried forward the genre he developed? Why is he so thick-skinned? How can he talk nonsense in a serious manner?"

He couldn't help complaining, "God man!"

"It is worthy of being an expert in favorability strategies in this field. Players are the No. 1 soft meal, dog-licking skills, crazy NPCs to increase favorability, this mouth-dun cultivation, I have to learn!"

admire.

I really admire it.

In the words of this boss, the skill he developed is the exclusive skill of the protagonist. Only the protagonist who is a waste material can practice the Destiny Kungfu, which is not too sour.

It can be seen that this big brother was deeply poisoned by novels, so he can research this kind of unrivaled method.

In fact, he also wrote about his life in his diary.

Although he is formidable, but he has a bit of a sand sculpture temperament of a player, he crazily changes his appearance to do things, and the whole family becomes the son-in-law.

At first it was a vicious family in the world, then it was the resignation of the noble daughter of the country, and then to the unruly woman who married the fairy gate. In short, she was beaten up by the vicious woman and her parents-in-law and bullied in various ways. The entire dragon king force came to the enemy's fairy gate, "welcome the return of the dragon king", which shocked the father-in-law and wife's slap in the face.

He has practiced all the way, so what should he say about his reputation? ?
Hearing this person, the whole practice world was shocked by him: The world is so big, how can this devil still practice like this?
It's incredible!

They had seen too many monsters before.

What kind of cauldron, massacres, sacrifices, all kinds of evil ways, all kinds of strange things, but this magic skill once again refreshed their understanding of magic skills.

But no one could have imagined that this magical mudslide that overturned the world was just the beginning after this group of human beings from other civilizations began to cultivate immortality.

The world has never changed, and ordinary people can practice it!

And Wu Lang could more or less imagine that if he brought this ghost thing here, the innovations of later generations of sand sculpture players coming to this world, and the spread of scientific wisdom crystallization of immortal cultivation would cause a storm of mortal cultivating immortals here.

But he really has no choice, it's all because the Demon Sect wants to cut my waist now!
It's all the fault of these bad guys, so don't blame me for not teaching traditional martial arts and cultivating immortals, and raising a protagonist who abuses the mainstream.

Wu Lang felt helpless.

"Cough, cough, get up."

Wu Lang's voice was calm, and he said seriously: "You take a Bianhua flower, this flower is also called the oath Bianhua, one of its functions is to supply the Holy Sect of the Underworld, to collect dead men and errands, and let people make a big oath of evil spirits and go down the mountain to carry out it. Task, you swear by this flower, promise to take me as your teacher, never pass on your unique knowledge and never betray, and I will pass on your things."

"Yes, Master."

Liu Ping knelt on the ground, knocked his head hard a few times, then got up, stumbled and ran out the door quickly, and after a while, picked back a Bana flower.

Bang bang bang.

He slammed his head a few more times, blushing with excitement, "Master is here."

He felt emotional, excited and curious.

I don't know what kind of person the master is?
It is said that the new disciple of Master Ji Yun has a deeper secret in all likelihood.

There is also this kind of mysterious emperor as a "friend".

It must be a truly unfathomable expert. Even the cold and vicious old hag who guards the mountain gate can't see through his true face, and was played by the master, thinking that he is a mediocre mortal.

"Pour tea." Wu Lang sat on the chair.

"Yes."

Liu Ping serving tea.

There are strict rules in this world. In the world of cultivating immortals, the relationship between the master is even stronger than that of the parents, so the etiquette must be sufficient.

"From today onwards, you will join my Huangquan sect and worship me as your teacher."

Wu Lang drank his tea, and also made a grandmaster's bearing, an unfathomable gesture, and said lightly:

"I accept you as a registered disciple now. You are honest and sincere, and you don't fight or grab. You are suitable to be a big disciple of my lineage at the seventh peak of the Netherworld Sacred Sect, as a model for a big brother."

"At the same time, since you have cultivated, you should also have a title. The Taoist name is Dragon King."

"Dragon King, can a trapped dragon ascend to heaven? Turn into a dragon when it encounters a storm? Master, what a name!" Liu Ping was overjoyed. He cupped his fists and bowed, completely feeling a sense of belonging, and said loudly: "This is my home, I will definitely Be a qualified and steady senior brother and set an example for future juniors!"

Wu Lang nodded.

Although he is a weak mortal who has just crossed over, but he also looks like a teacher.

Liu Ping's character is honest and hardworking, without any viciousness or flirtatiousness. Naturally, he is the most suitable example to be a big brother. His fair and hardworking character can also convince the latecomers.

Meng Po, that old hag, even though she was being roasted on the fire to become the acting peak master, it was still a kind of opportunity.

I traveled to this world of "Huangquan Ghost Escort" and knew many secrets.

At the very least, before the cheap master that I have never seen before comes back, I am the master of this branch, so I can take the opportunity to develop.

It's okay if the dove occupies the magpie's nest.

According to the information in the diary, that cheap master, Ji Yun, was seriously injured to the extreme, and his remnant soul hid in a place to cultivate, and he couldn't even return to the sect.

I am currently pretending to be a tiger, and I am not cowardly at all.

Wu Lang said again: "Remember, you are a disciple of the seventh peak of the Huangquan Sect. You have already heard from Po Meng that Ji Yun is my master, that is, your ancestor."

"If you go down the mountain in the future, if you make a name for yourself, don't report my name, and don't say that I taught you the unique knowledge. If you must ask about the inheritance of magic skills, you can report the name of Ji Yun's ancestor and say that you inherited Ji Yun. Senior, Grandmaster must be proud of you!"

"Yes."

Liu Ping's heart was turbulent, and he said quickly: "I will report the name of our ancestor! To win glory for Master Ji Yun, take pride in me!"

Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

Anyway, it can't be said that I taught it, and I can't afford to lose face.

However, Liu Ping didn't know these methods, so he became excited, "Master! This peerless magic skill is tailor-made for me. In the future of this practice world, I might have a place in it!!"

At this moment, he was completely convinced and full of pride.

Master's temperament is really calm, like a high-ranking fairy descending to earth, always calm and indifferent, it is the same for Meng Po, and it is also the same in front of you!
Regardless of fame and fame, he hides from the world!

You don't even want your reputation!
How much love and righteousness is it to give everything to the master?
In the future, I must become a person like my master and the god of war he worships.

(End of this chapter)