I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

"I am indeed the disciple who was accepted."

Wu Lang said.

Po Meng nodded, not looking 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 just one sentence?

Wu Lang breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Sure enough, a certain emperor's dog-licking diary did not lie. This sentence concealed some kind of secret, and it was easy to believe it. The specific reason was unknown.

But Po Meng 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 accepts you as a disciple from outside?"

"The three birthstones just now can't reveal your life, only your destiny. It turns out that Ji Yun is related to you, so it deceives the secret of heaven."

Po Meng also believed a little bit in her heart and said again:

"I am the guardian spirit of Huangquan Sect. I coexist with the sect's land, so I can survive that disaster and guard the old place."

Po Meng looked up and down and shook her head:

"Your destiny is double purple, which is indeed the standard for accepting a disciple. Unfortunately, both of your destiny are useless, and it is absolutely impossible to accept you as a disciple. I am afraid that she has reached the end of her rope, so she accepts a guy like you. .”

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

Po Meng weighed it in her mind.

Although this person has very poor qualifications, he has a humble destiny of working hard.

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

Po Meng relaxed a little: "There is almost no one in the Huangquan Sect now. It's a bit lively since you came. Go to the back."

Po Meng thought for a moment and pointed to the seventh mountain peak behind her.

"There are only two inner disciples now. They saved one life after the turmoil and returned to the sect some time ago. You are the third living person in the sect."

"Since you are a disciple accepted by the Seventh Hall, you should go to the Seventh Peak and settle down there. Then come to see me. I will teach you the spirit-binding method of the Huangquan Sect. From now on, you will be a ghost servant, going down the mountain to capture the souls and send them to the Huangquan Road. , work hard to achieve population performance and revitalize the sect!"

These words were like going up the mountain and entering a bandit's den. The bandit leader told him to be prepared, go down the mountain to rob the road, and send people to the road of hell to make achievements.

But Wu Lang was not in a hurry to leave. He glanced at Liu Ping who was shivering, clasped his fists and said, "Mr. Meng Po, the master once told me something about the sect. Direct disciples can get small life wheels. I don't know how. When will it be distributed?”

"My direct disciple's natal magic weapon, the small life wheel, will be given to you." Po Meng gave Wu Lang a deep look.

He was neither humble nor arrogant, and looked prepared. He added: "My direct disciple seems to be able to accept servants. Can I take someone away now?"

This guy knows a lot.

Knowing the entry-level matters of the sect, I am afraid that Ji Yun really values ​​her.

"You want him?"

Po Meng looked coldly at the screaming man Liu Ping beside her, nodded and said, "That's okay."

How noble is a direct disciple of the Huangquan Holy Sect?

A few wandering souls naturally don't care.

Wu Lang was indeed kind and wanted to save the life of this honest and hard-working man who had lived a miserable life, but saving people was secondary.

The key is

He now lacks a licking dog, which is the fate of a rotten peach blossom.

After all, the diary of a certain supreme emperor who came from the future to enlightenment contains the secrets that can only be used with the "Rotten Peach Blossom" destiny. It is a good choice to save the person.

Po Meng said again: "You go ahead, by the way. I'm ashamed to say that the flowers on the other side that your master and I 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, it will be easy to take care of her. Since you are her new disciple, the secret of growing flowers will naturally be left to you."

Wu Lang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly said: "This is natural."

No wonder he let himself in so easily.

It turns out that not only was the password correct, but the flowers were also lacking care.

If you are a direct disciple, there will be no problem, but if you pretend to be a disciple and don't know how to grow flowers, your flaws will soon be revealed.

Before leaving, Wu Lang bowed and said very formally: "Then I'll go down."

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

Po Meng looked at her back and continued feeding soup, thinking:

"Whether his identity is true or not, you will know by looking at how the flowers are grown. If you don't know how to grow flowers, you are cheating. Just throw them away as flower fertilizer."

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