I'm the Master of the Yellow Springs

All the major sects in Jingzhou, and the sects large and small that were assigned to manage him immediately began to look for a scholar.

Many middle and low-end sects don’t know what happened.

"Looking for a mortal scholar?"

"You also don't explain your appearance, temperament, height, and body shape?"

"How to find this??"

One by one, lower-level sects received summonses from higher-level sects, and many people found it baffling.

This is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

"It's too vague. The cultivation level is probably between the Qi Refining Stage and the Foundation Building Stage? Does it have the temperament of a saint or a great Confucian? Is it related to the Mountain Spirit?"

"Age between twenty-five and seventy?"

"What secret does this person have?"

All the major sects in Jingzhou were shocked and in an uproar.

The demon clan in the Yunmist Abyss attacked. The various human sects and immortal sects sent their disciples to the front lines to fight against the vast demonic disaster. They were already very agitated. Who knew that those big sects would have such strange requirements for them?

"Is it possible that this mortal scholar has earth-shattering qualifications and that various sects want to accept him as a disciple?"

"But this is too ridiculous. No matter how qualified you are, you are faced with a formidable enemy. Demonic disasters are coming, and all living beings are in ruins. You cannot convert your combat power!"

"It's confusing! It's really confusing!"

And all the leaders of the Jingzhou sect, even in the face of the demonic disaster, still issued this summons.

They are not stupid, but smart enough.

After all, it’s shocking, isn’t it? A mortal scholar and great Confucian can overthrow the existing spiritual root system and evolve a new practice system.

Even if this path of cultivation for mortals is flawed and is a prototype, it is impossible to popularize it to mortals. It is even surprising that it is only at a low level in the Qi refining stage, especially if it can be used against mountain spirits.

They can already see the future.

Everyone wants to find the scholar, control him, and even want to seize control of his mountain spirit and become the king of this clan. Perhaps using this power, they can unify the entire Jingzhou.

Suddenly, the entire Jingzhou began to take action, unprecedentedly searching for a low-level Qi Refining Stage or even Foundation Establishment Stage monk.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night in Jingzhou.

"It's a cool autumn day."

Wu Lang sat on the mountain peak and drank tea calmly, "It has been a few months since we got to the bottom of the mountain, and the weather has started to get cold."

After Xing Hanhan told him that he could no longer block the news and it reached Jingzhou, he had a hunch that in Jingzhou now, all the major immortal sects and all the cities in the world should be covered with wanted posters for him!

The whole Jingzhou is looking for him.

The evil cultivator with malicious intentions wants to imprison himself as a slave, hollow himself out, and then parade him through the streets.

A virtuous immortal cultivator may invest in himself, find himself to hide himself, help him hide and grow, marry his daughter, and give away resources.

"They are starting to look for me. The demonic disaster is attacking, the enemy is in front of them, and they are still busy fighting among themselves. They are looking for me to parade on the street. It is worthy of them."

"Desire for profit!"

"such a pity."

In the deserted mountain cave, Wu Lang shook his head and said: "Opportunities, beauties, and wealth are all coming to me like a rainstorm, but it's a pity that I have escaped them all."

Hey.

Can they find me?

Can you beat me to it?

"I do not believe."

At this time, Wu Lang's temperament was completely different.

At this time, he showed the characteristics of a demon. On top of his handsome seven or eight-year-old face, he had double threaded horns, blood-red wings on his back, and there was slowly lingering clouds and mist.

He had heavy dark circles under his eyes and looked lethargic.

Like a master who stayed up all night for three days and three nights in an Internet cafe.

He has reached the Great Consummation stage of Qi refining. In the past few days, he has relaxed his hands and started to study the three major areas of tattoos, array diagrams, and acupuncture like crazy. He works overtime like crazy and looks quite tired.

And working overtime like this like crazy has also made my social life character grow. This final sprint has brought me very close to the true concentration of Dharma.

"Master has changed his appearance. He is worthy of being Master."

Xu Xinying, who was practicing at the foot of the mountain, looked up at the heights and began to brag about her master again, admiring her very much:

"Who can find you with such a disguise?"

"Age? Not right!"

"Race? Not right!"

"The temperament is even worse. There is still a faint demonic aura lingering around the body. Who would have thought that he is a sage and scholar with a human identity?"

These are two completely opposite people.

She felt that her master was well disguised, even if there were no outsiders, he began to hide himself.

Only Wu Lang knew that this decadent, dark-eyed, working-class worker with a "spiritual outlook" was his true self.

Wu Lang rarely lay down on the chair, "Even in a sense, I have to thank those people who wanted me and allowed me to disguise myself as my original self."

At the same time, he was speechless: had he finally embarked on the road of being paraded through the streets?

at this time.

With the crazy self-expansion, Wu Lang is sitting in the cave, watching his six paths of reincarnation, and receiving various prompts and feedbacks to govern these evil things.

Ding!

[Your mountain elf population has exceeded 173,000 and has expanded to a radius of 300 miles. 】

Ding!

[Your mountain elf died 300 times and was attacked by the Yamashita Demonic Disaster Team. Both sides suffered damage to each other and gained several green lives. 】

Ding!

[Your mountain elf team encountered a foundation-building monster and was completely wiped out. 】

Ding!

[Your team of mountain spirits discovered a mutated mountain spirit during the missionary process. It has strong qualifications and unlimited potential. It has successfully opened up its wisdom. The moment it succeeded in practice, it broke through to the fifth level of Qi training. It is extremely intelligent and is very useful to you. This legendary holy master was curious. 】

Ding!

[An old mountain spirit is enlightened and suddenly sheds tears. It kneels down and worships you with great respect, its anthropomorphic movements are like those of a yellow-skinned spirit! 】

Looking at the system prompts for expanding the map one by one, Wu Lang felt that he was playing the construction stream and the farming stream. He was worthy of being the peak master of the seventh peak of the Huangquan Sect. In the blink of an eye, there were so many disciples. Already?

But at this speed, Wu Lang always felt like he was playing games such as "StarCraft" and "Red Alert".

Unstoppable.

After all, the explosive speed is too fast.

If it continues like this, it will definitely lead to an uncontrollable exponential explosion.

"It's only been a month, and there are more than 100,000 of them, covering dozens of mountains. It's time to sort out the tribe and tell some rules for the rising new mountain spirit demon clan." Wu Lang whispered.

"In the future, if the Shanjing clan wants to develop, I will definitely not be able to come forward. I will only be responsible for teaching the skills, and I will not care about anything else. They will develop on their own and fight underground in Jingzhou to avoid encirclement and suppression by the major sects."

"They bloom everywhere in the dark and turn into stars. Eventually, they will sweep through and gain recognition from other races, becoming a brand new race of demons. They will occupy an area and establish a race, and will be recognized by all races!"

Wu Lang thought about it.

I didn't intend to interfere too much with the development of the mountain spirit clan.

We have helped them gain wisdom, so how can we not rely on our own efforts?

Now that you have a brain, you are already a mature subordinate. You have to find a way to make your own race rise!

I am a newbie myself, and I am busy breaking through the foundation building stage. How can I have time to care about them so much?

I'll pass on the master's skills to you and figure it out for yourself!

Stock up!

Must be stocked!

"I can't control this quantity, let them manage it themselves." Wu Lang thought for a few seconds and laid down a policy.

"Then, let's hold a meeting with some civilized mountain spirits and let them make their own decisions about their future."

"Um."

"It's time to tell them to know their destiny and cultivate it, and to change their own destiny." Wu Lang said that this is definitely not because he is lazy and fishes out and doesn't want to care about them.

He asked several mountain spirits from Tailand to serve as messengers and send messages in all directions.

[I have been wandering here for some time, teaching wisdom to the mountain spirits. Before I leave, I should open a forum on the mountain to preach, to teach the beastly nature and awaken the spirit for the last time. 】

Wu Lang took a few glances and passed on the message.

So, one day later, many of the entire mountain elf clan heard the message.

"Gululu?"

Most of the mountain elves did not understand what was going on, but a few of the mountain elves with outstanding qualifications and extremely high intelligence trembled all over.

"Holy Mountain?"

"My king is actually calling us!"

Some leaders of the mountain elf tribes in major mountain ranges looked up at the barren mountain where Wu Lang lived, as if they saw a savior-like figure.

They were previously ignorant and were famous mountain beasts. In front of their compatriots who came to their side, they held themselves down and forcibly cut them with a knife. They also practiced strange and strange methods, and suddenly they became wise and even clear.

These days, I suddenly understand a lot of things.

With such a wonderful development, it is natural to know that there is a mysterious existence helping them.

"The sages who passed down our techniques must be from our own clan, otherwise, it would be impossible for them to be proficient in our structure and have such a method."

"What kind of immortals live in that mountain? It's amazing!"

"Go! Go!"

Many mountain spirits carried carrying poles and luggage and started heading towards that mountain peak.