The Strongest Sect Master In Cultivation World

There was a look of fear on the faces of the people.

They watched the black dragon pull the chariot of the great Emperor Ming Jun and lead the ghost soldiers to slowly disappear into the bronze gate.

Finally, the bronze gate dissipated into the sky, and everything around it returned to calm.

But!

The scene in front of me was deeply engraved in my mind by the audience of more than 70 million.

Even if you die, you won't forget!

The huge waves in everyone's heart directly overturned them on the ground!

Now, there is no text on the water mirror.

All immersed in great shock.

Even forgot the "ability" to button the keyboard.

After a while.

The barrage above these water mirrors began to emerge gradually.

"Wogou wogou! The elder martial brother Gu Lang said is Emperor Ming!!!"

"The Heavenly God sect is really worthy of its name! Master is the ancestor of Shinto, and the disciple is emperor Mingjun. An immortal God in the sect is walking all over the ground!"

"Young Xia Gu, it's really low-key! It's admirable that there is such a powerful senior brother who is still trying to cultivate!"

"I want to worship the Heavenly God sect! It doesn't matter if I'm not a disciple. I mainly want to experience the feeling of ordering ghosts and gods."

"You can pull it down! The Tiansheng sect must be very strict in accepting disciples. You see, Gu Lang's temperament, talent, life style, cultivation and so on are all first-class! Just you people, who are on the table and sell by catty, no one wants it!"

"Isn't it? The price of pork has fallen recently. It's hard to sell."

"It doesn't matter that the Heavenly God sect doesn't accept disciples... Young Xia Gu, do you lack a servant who can cook, warm the quilt and give you spirit stone flowers?"

“……”

For a moment, many barrages directly filled the whole water mirror.

People are dazzled!

But they are all the admiration of the Heavenly God sect, the fear of the great Emperor Ming Jun, and the flattery of Gu Lang.

Birth, old age and death, even monks can't avoid.

If we have a relationship with Gu Lang today, we can't "become an immortal" in the future. We can also ask Emperor Ming to open the "convenient door".

Su Wanyun saw many praise points above and checked her points again.

It soared by more than 300000!

With such a large amount of points, you can buy several powerful eighth order magic tools!

Eighth order magic weapon!!

With it, it's nothing to burn the sky and cook the sea!

Su Wanyun was so excited that her pretty face was full of smiles.

"I never thought that the Heavenly God sect is not a small sect, but an ancient sect that can't be seen in the world!"

"Emperor Mingjun is just one of the disciples! How powerful this sect is!"

With the idea of making friends.

Su Wanyun plans to go forward and talk to Gu Lang, and wants to know more about Emperor Ming.

But,

She soon remembered that she didn't give others a good face and made bad words.

Now, Su Wanyun is embarrassed and even regrets.

If there were not so many doubts just now, it would be better to speak with a better attitude.

Master always taught himself to be humble. I forgot.

She was annoyed and stood where she was. She didn't know whether it was better to come forward or leave.

At this time.

"Ha ha! Gu Xiaoyou, you are here!"

A hearty laugh came from behind.

An old man with crane hair and young face, wearing a Confucian robe and exuding an old pedantic temperament, walked quickly from another place.

Followed by hundreds of disciples of Yuelu Imperial College.

"Taizu teacher!" Su Wanyun quickly saluted when she saw Lin Hongwen coming.

Lin Hongwen didn't have time to pay attention to her.

With one arrow step, he rushed to Gu Lang's face.

Gu Lang unconsciously stepped back three steps in a row in the face of the smiling old man.

Lin Hongwen has a thick skin, as if he didn't see Gu Lang's dislike.

"I'm not here to let Xiaoyou join Yuelu Taixue University."

Gu Lang's alert color relaxed a little when he heard this sentence.

"Old man, if you have anything to say, I'll listen."

Lin Hongwen smiled when he heard Gu Lang say so.

"Hey, hey, I just want to know if Mingjun still needs a civil servant. I think I can be a judge."

He looked expectantly at Gu Lang.

"Sorry, you are too old to bear the intensity of 007's work all year round." Gu Lang waved his hand.

"It doesn't matter if I can't. I have tens of thousands of disciples and grandchildren. How about you choose one who closes his eyes and let him be a judge?"

Lin Hongwen changed his routine.

Gu Lang certainly refused.

Elder martial brother was so kind to him that he came to meet him in person across two realms.

I still have so many requests. Isn't this a shameless face?

Gu Lang admires elder martial brother very much.

In addition, he is an orphan and attaches great importance to the friendship of the school.

He also wants to make a good impression on his senior brothers.

"Life is a hero, and death is a ghost hero."

"Admire, admire!" Lin Hongwen could see Gu Lang's refusal, so he praised Ming Jun and didn't mention it again.

"Actually..."

Gu Lang scratched his head.

"My elder martial brother is not dead."

"What?" Lin Hongwen suddenly turned his head and his face was full of shock.

"Is this true???" His voice was distorted in shock and looked sharp and thin.

Gu Lang nodded: "my elder martial brother is a hundred year old locust tree. He is an adult instructed by his master. He has been in the imperial realm for six years."

"Now it is logical to enter the world of the dead, clean up other ghost kings and formulate a new order. It is estimated that we will soon enter the Qianyuan realm of Taiqing."

Gu Lang's tone was light and floating, as if he didn't have any weight.

But what you say is like a bomb.

Hong Wen, Su Wanyun, many disciples of Yuelu University, and many spectators in front of the water mirror were all dazed.

"My God! Practice for 6 years and live to worship God!!!"

After hearing Gu Lang's description, they only left such a sentence in their mind.

You know, even the Reiki concentration of Ziyuan is far higher than that of Cang.

However, in six years, no ordinary friar can break through the Shentai realm!

This is so special. Others have become gods and become the ruler of the world.

How can this be compared!

Oh, and this one in front of me, who is only 16 years old and has practiced for less than half a year, is already the cultivation of Hualong territory.

The disciple of the Heavenly God sect,

Is each a monster??

The degree of such a monster, put in the past, but we don't even dare to think about it!

"Cough..." Lin Hongwen was shocked by Gu Lang's words and coughed.

He remembered that he was 4700 years old and was still the cultivation of emperor Zunjing.

This made him feel like a dog all his life.

Then Lin Hongwen raised his head and showed a bright smile on his old face.

"Hahaha, are you married?"

"Are your senior brothers married?"

"There are many female disciples in Yuelu Imperial College..."

"I tell you, they are young and beautiful, reasonable, gentle, good temperament, proficient in poetry, calligraphy, piano and painting, and they are all young girls who have not come out of the cabinet."

"Why don't you think about it?"