I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

The next few days.

Wu Lang walked around these goblins and took a look.

They even took blood samples to study their habits, check their cultivation, and explore their souls, preparing to use them as temporary agents to see if they could take advantage of the opportunity to fish.

The soul of Xu Xinying has been floating beside her, watching this handsome young master with a scholarly temperament walking back and forth.

But after a few days, she finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Master, what are you going to do to catch these bad things?"

Xu Xinying asked in a low voice, obviously disgusted, "Is it possible that your purpose of hiding here is for these things?"

Her eyes looked at these tied up mountain spirit beasts with great hatred and murderous intent.

After all, he died because of this, and this hatred is irreconcilable.

As long as this thing is human, it will have terrifying and murderous intentions.

Every state has its own troubles.

There are so many mountain spirits in Jingzhou, all over the mountains and fields, that they are the biggest threat to mortals here.

These mountain spirits will even attack human villages in groups armed with big sticks, and do very evil things to human women.

In the entire Jingzhou, there is no mortal who does not hate this kind of creature. Compared with those high-ranking and mysterious demon cultivators, the destructiveness of these low-level beasts is more intuitive.

She is even more so!

In fact, her parents were killed by these things!

In her opinion, it would be best to kill him. She couldn't imagine what the new master would do.

He is obviously a terrifying monk, but why is he living in seclusion in this wild mountain that has no aura at first sight?

Or even study these disgusting low-level beasts?

Wu Lang's memory started to wander a bit, and he seemed to see the doubts of her new disciple, and said to her: "This thing is the descendant of the ancient mountain spirit. His bloodline is extremely thin and he has turned into a beast. There are many special things about him." place."

"What's so special?" she asked.

"Although it is weak, it has two great potentials."

"One."

"In the history that I know, there was the Beast Race Emperor Bei Feng, a strong man who was close to the emperor from a long time ago. He opened up a dark restricted area, which contained countless strange beasts, which was frightening."

"This is a very rigorous being. He is good at special skills. He transformed this mountain spirit into a terrifying monster using hybrid techniques!"

The Namekians in "Dragon Ball" were hybridized and transformed, and their fates were upgraded to purple. They had terrifying super-fast regeneration, and could vomit eggs to reproduce.

Wu Lang added: "He has done many incredible feats for the beasts. Some people in later generations even said that there was no beast race in this world. With the presence of the Beifeng Emperor, there was the beast race."

When Xu Xinying next to her heard this, she always felt that it seemed very powerful, but she lacked knowledge and did not understand how terrifying the emperor was.

It wasn't until she looked back on this scene after many years of practice that she realized how terrifying it was.

Transform creatures and races!

This is an unimaginable method.

"It turns out they were transformed by immortals." Xu Xinying saw that the master seemed to be easy to talk to, so she couldn't help but ask: "Then master, do you want to transform these disgusting things?"

Wu Lang shook his head.

"Second, the inheritance of the peerless warrior."

"It is said that it was opened by an ancient mountain spirit half-emperor."

As Wu Lang spoke, he had some memories.

This person had an accident when he was reincarnated and became a goblin.

But that big boss forced himself on the Goblin, developed a suitable technique, survived in the wilderness, and became the Goblin Demon King.

At that time, when he was deducing the technique, the first person, Emperor Tiangou, gave him some advice: "This thing has a lewd character. During the practice, the true energy leaks out, causing them to not become stronger no matter how they practice. If they are from the palace, they will become A body with pure Yang and no leakage is not without some achievements."

"However, if you don't practice self-gong, you can still succeed, but the speed of practice may be a bit slow."

But when the player heard this, he was unhappy on the spot. You actually want to affect my upgrade speed? He just shouted: "Don't try to persuade me, I have already made up my mind. I have long wanted to try this exciting gameplay!"

The knife fell from the hand.

Very decisive.

He even writes a diary on the forum, serializing his daily life. As the lowest level beast, he works hard to survive and become stronger.

The name is "Survival: My Years as a Goblin"

According to people familiar with the matter.

At that time, some special groups of players were very envious after seeing him, and this kind of popular gameplay became popular. They all tried it and found it good. It was an early adopter experience that surprised men.

Naturally, this technique was circulated on the forum and became widely known.

Wu Lang now also has some thoughts.

"Shan Jing, such a disgusting and lewd beast can also practice and develop techniques?"

Xu Xinying couldn't help but said angrily: "Master, are you some kind of evil cultivator? Do you want to teach these disgusting things, practice? Set foot on the road to immortality? Wouldn't that be even more harmful to others!"

She was dissatisfied, even angry.

These things just killed their entire team and even killed her. That obscene look is still unforgettable.

"Kill to stop killing, why end it?"

Wu Lang suddenly asked back.

His cold young scholar face, illuminated by the sun, made it difficult to look away.

"Then what should we do? Master, you can tell at a glance that you have read poetry and books. Is there any solution?" She couldn't help but ask, the mountain spirit disaster is a local problem that has lasted for an extremely long time.

Answer?

Of course there is.

But people of this era don’t understand this and can’t think of it.

No matter how hard you try, you won’t be able to kill all the mosquitoes in future generations.

So from another perspective, scientists developed a sterilized male mosquito, mixed them in, and gave birth to offspring that were all sterilized mosquitoes, in order to eliminate mosquitoes.

Now, his path is the same.

"With one thought of murder, millions of karma doors will be opened."

"Killing, it's impossible to cut off their population."

Wu Lang shook his head, gently stroked the face of a goblin, and said softly: "Beast nature is inherently lustful, but we need to educate them, guide them, and let myself take the initiative to cut off their evil, understand my true self, and know who I am. .is the kingly way.”

"Don't underestimate that one. This is a demon king of mountain spirits. His opportunities and life are unprecedented."

Wu Lang walked back and forth around the dozen goblins and said:

"It is a mutation, born with wisdom. It is deeply aware of the shortcomings of its own race. It is savage and bloodthirsty, sinks into its original desires, and stays in the sea of ​​suffering forever. So he walked out of the mountains, read poetry and books, and consulted various knowledgeable people. I want to change my destiny against the will of heaven.”

"Changing fate against heaven?" Xu Xinying opened her mouth, a little surprised.

Wu Lang glanced at her: "You need to know that his path is also our path. My sect is to cultivate one's destiny, know one's destiny and cultivate one's destiny! Break one's destiny and gain freedom! You have no qualifications for cultivation and are a mortal. You have to break through your own boundaries before you can embark on eternal life."

There was something in her heart.

I finally know why Master said these words to me and told me this story.

This is a warning to get started.

At the same time, tell him the philosophy and spirit of this lineage!

The path of that demon king is also our path.

She can't practice, but Master said that she can practice, if it's a similar righteous path.

Listening to other people's stories is to learn from them.

Wu Lang continued to tell the story: "It looked through various ancient books, poems, books, and official documents, eager to change the fate of the race, seeking a change, and finally read a volume of ancient books, "Guan Cang Hai"."

Watching the sea?

she pondered.

Just hearing the name gives off a majestic and majestic feeling.

"At this moment, his hands were trembling, as if he had found a treasure. He kept flipping through it and saw the true meaning of life understood by Cao Cao, an ancient hero with extremely romantic nature. The last sentence was: Excessive sexual nature brings disaster, and cutting it off can cure it forever."

"He trembled and read through this overlord's "Turtles Live Longevity", "Winter October" and "Different Soils". They all had this sentiment. At this point, he completely realized it! He devoted himself to the great racial cause and for the sake of the race Rise up and fight, and do your best for peace with the human race.”

Wu Lang kept briefly telling this man's life story.

After that, he talked about some growth paths, glorious achievements, and methods to become the Demon King.

She opened her mouth: "What about his final result? Did the Jedi lineage succeed?"

She has been involved in the story, experienced some of the grief, anger and emotions, and even longed for a good ending.

"died."

"He drowned with a dream in mind. There are some things that he cannot change by himself." Wu Lang said, after all, the result was tragic, and he was eventually arrested and paraded through the streets by the Righteous Alliance.

died?

how come?

She seemed to have seen a variant of this beast. In order to pursue the path of his own clan, the great sage rose from humble beginnings. He went through ups and downs, cut through thorns, walked through the long and dark tunnel, and stepped onto the bloody and sad road. The canyon endured loneliness and coldness, and gradually led the weakest race to become stronger. In the end, it was defeated by the dangers of the world and fell on the road.

"He doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in fighting with his hands!" This sentence suddenly appeared in her mind, and she began to hate this clan. They are beasts with primitive desires, and she began to feel something special.

This story told by the Master: There is a creature that has enlightened wisdom and wants to change its own clan. Is this the case of changing one's destiny at the expense of one's own destiny?

There was a buzz in her mind.

I think this mythical story about the mountain spirit is very touching. It turns out that the world of spiritual practice is so wonderful.

"Master, why did you come to this mountain?" she said softly.

In front of the cave, Wu Lang patted the dust on his body and stood up from studying the goblins. The color of the sun shone on the side of his face, and there seemed to be a special golden light shining:

"Come to preach his word."

It's the next day, I secretly posted an early update