I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

He couldn't laugh or cry now.

"I'm trapped in a demonic disaster. There happens to be a mountain spirit nearby. I want to pick up some salted fish. I just use the exercises I've read on this forum to raise some Yinzai and touch the fish by the way!"

"I almost got tricked by these people."

Suddenly, Wu Lang felt a little scared.

I just copied the exercises and almost caused problems.

As expected of those sand sculpture players who are making crazy troubles, it would be a shame if they were not paraded on the streets for their level of mischief!

At this time, Wu Lang actually felt a sense of accomplishment.

I gradually unearthed the mystery behind the popular post on the forum [Survival of a Survival], but I didn't expect that there was such a terrifying hidden truth behind it.

"However, after they failed, it was only logical to post this technique on the forum."

After all, it was useless by then.

After understanding the whole incident, the causes and consequences, Wu Lang thought about it and realized that the mountain spirit was a very deep pool, and he obviously couldn't control it.

This is not as simple as a sand sculpture technique.

This is obviously an attempt by that great emperor. He opened up the second ancestral scripture for the world to practice. Next, he wanted to deal with a beast disaster for the people of the world. He used this ancestral scripture to enlighten the wise clan and help those who cannot practice. They open fairy doors and incorporate them into their own door walls.

This kind of handwriting and layout can be said to be earth-shattering!

The enemies he wants to fight against and break the class monopoly must be some unimaginably terrifying ancient beings.

And I am just a new monk in the Qi refining period, who has just entered the world of immortality. How can I imitate him and commit suicide like this?

There are currently two options.

1. Give up the Mountain Spirit lineage.

To prevent others from discovering the secrets of this clan and being killed by unknown terrorist bosses, they would be arrested and paraded on the streets.

2. Continue to preach.

This lineage of mountain elves, after practicing their skills, has much greater potential than I imagined. If I control the rise of this lineage, their future achievements will not be able to surpass that of the human protagonists, but their ability to reproduce is definitely not weak.

This is a huge race.

Otherwise, I will do that too.

Little Tathagata?

Make a khaki little Leiyin Temple lineage?

As soon as this idea came to mind, Wu Lang suddenly felt that his idea was terrible. Was he assimilated by them who wanted to die?

This is the time to be paraded through the streets!

What's more, they have all confirmed with their own experiences that this path is a failure.

After thinking about it to this extent, if you are a truly stubborn person, I am afraid that you will give up this technique immediately and protect yourself wisely.

But Wu Lang is the kind of person who on the surface says all day long that I want to be a slut, that I want to be obscene, and that I don't like to go out to play, but he is very honest about his body.

I can't help but seize opportunities when I see them.

Seeing money falling from the sky, I couldn't help but pick it up to make a fortune.

He is a very pragmatic person and always feels that only fools will see the peerless skills and give up the huge opportunity because they are afraid of all kinds of consequences.

If you don't fight for opportunities, don't snatch them, and are greedy for life and afraid of death, then you are just a ghost!

Isn’t there that saying that people often say when cultivating immortality?

If you obey, you will become a mortal, if you rebel, you will become an immortal.

The cowardly style he has always shown is just because he is too lazy to cause trouble because of insufficient benefits, and develops silently.

He is a little excited now.

It would be very uncomfortable to let yourself give up directly.

"They failed. I have learned from their past mistakes and learned from their various failures. I can take precautions before they happen and I will not necessarily lose."

"Besides, they are too wild, their personalities are too flamboyant, and they are not calm. They are not as stable as me. They are crazy about accumulating information. When they are discovered, they will develop a group of strong mountain spirit monks and they will not be unable to resist."

"One more thing, even if you are discovered, you will at most fail in your efforts. It's not like you can't escape. With Sister Meng Po as your backing, can you come to the Underworld Sect to kill me?"

He kept organizing his thoughts.

Although he does not have the ambition of that big boss to develop various techniques, but since he has brought his hard work and traveled to this era, he can try to help without causing harm to himself. A bunch of suffering people in this world.

"Let's take a look first."

"As for the lofty remarks about saving the common people, I, a social creature who has been working for so many years and has been severely beaten and polished by society, really don't feel anything about it."

He thought about it in his mind, but still hadn't made up his mind. After all, he was really not a reckless man. "But anyway, let's raise a group of mountain elves first, and let Xu Xinying, a guy who is full of fighting spirit, continue to fight in small ways and conquer the surrounding mountain elves tribes. Then we can do it again." Look at the specifics.”

He didn't think much more about it.

In the cave, he continued to practice cross-legged and checked his cultivation in the two months since his reincarnation.

Five levels of Qi training.

The speed can only be said to be average.

Even slower, slower than the cultivation speed of his two disciples.

This is because he is [double-minded] and practices two side professions at the same time. Who makes his skills belong to the late stage? If you have to learn one sub-profession after another, it is impossible to achieve it quickly. It is a unique method that requires accumulation of knowledge.

In the past few days, he has been studying formations and tattoo techniques. In these two fields, he can be regarded as the very top among the monks in the Qi refining period.

One night of practice, the next morning.

Wu Lang was woken up very early by his good disciple.

"Power is fist power!!"

That passionate slogan resounded through half of the mountain forest.

She began to purify and meditate early in the morning, recited the general outline of martial arts, and accepted the punishment from her master.

"It seems that with this level of enthusiasm, in order to save the common people and deal with the mountain spirit disaster, he is really active." Wu Lang couldn't help but laugh.

Wu Lang thought for a while and suddenly couldn't help but said: "Disciple, I want to go down the mountain for a walk and visit the nearby city. Do you want to come?"

"Ah? Master, let me lead the way." She said quickly.

Wu Lang nodded slowly.

In the past month, Xu Xinying went down the mountain several times to replenish various resources in the city, and also took the prescriptions from the old Chinese doctor. Naturally, she noticed it.

From her perspective, she saw that there were fewer and fewer monks, and even fewer and fewer mortals. All the rich and powerful people began to flee to the rear.

But with fewer monks, Wu Lang became bolder.

After all, it is lonely in the mountains.

When I came to this world, I really had no contact with any mortal society.

Going down the mountain to investigate the real customs and customs of this world. The various views on mountain elves, even demons, and monks in this distant era are also a supply of information to facilitate your decision-making on the development of Jedi Knights.

Soon, the two packed their bags and went down the mountain.

In the cave, a demon child blinked and watched "himself" and Xu Xinying go down the mountain and continue to practice cross-legged.

"The Fujiang clay doll is only the size of a child. It is filled with wood. It fits my body shape and can be manipulated to move around."

Even if there are fewer monks, he has no intention of going down the mountain.

Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the eventuality.

I am a demon cub, and I don't like either of them. I wander around the city, and a passing monk discovers the demon's aura. I narrowly escape death.