Super Sect System

Chapter 148 The Transformation of Heaven and Earth Completed! (34)

After a stick of incense, Huancheng stood at the top of the city, watching Mo Lin and Jiang Yueye leave the city. Mo Lin looked up at him, Huancheng also looked down at Mo Lin, the two looked at each other for a long time before Mo Lin turned and left, disappearing into the forest road.

When Mo Lin left, Huancheng turned around and shouted at the people surrounded by the people in the city: "Everyone go back."

"Let's all go."

The soldiers below the city also began to disperse the people.

Seeing the people gradually dispersing, Mo Lin said to himself expressionlessly, "My Cangwu City is probably the only city without an alliance of hundreds of sects. It's hard to say whether it's a blessing or a curse."

Huanshan on the side said, "Father, the Demon King has died in the Immortal Sect, what else do you arrange? By the way, Father, I have something I want to discuss with you."

"Speak directly."

"I... want to join the Immortal Sect."

"Oh, I see."

Hearing Huancheng's answer, Huanshan froze for a moment, then couldn't believe the fact, and raised his head to look at his father in surprise.

Ever since he could remember, his father had been conveying the idea of ​​wanting him to be a castellan, and had been training him to be an excellent castellan. He had spent a lot of effort in cultivating him over the years. From Huanshan's point of view, if he gave up being the city lord, it would be tantamount to letting his father's efforts go to waste. It should be impossible for his father to let him join the Immortal Sect.

Unexpectedly, my father nodded.

At this time, Huanshan heard another sentence.

"Say goodbye to your mother today, and send you up the mountain for my father tomorrow morning!"

"Thank you father."

Huan Shan nodded happily.

In the morning of the next day, Huancheng rode a horse and led Huanshan to the Immortal Sect, and let Huanshan carry a lot of things in his hands, giving him the impression of going to pay New Year's greetings. Wen Ping also happened to come out of the ten-story pagoda at this meeting, and the two met in the square, Huancheng smiled and said: "Good boy, you have become the patron saint of Cangwu City now, and your reputation is overshadowed." Pass me, the city lord."

"Uncle, didn't you come up the mountain just to talk about this?"

When you start boasting, the person who praises you feels uneasy.

Huancheng smiled and said, "Almost. But today's main purpose is to put my son here with you."

"Have you decided not to be the city lord?"

Wen Ping glanced at Huan Shan, who nodded hastily.

Wen Ping went on to say: "Okay, let's do it like this. Uncle, you can trust your son to the Immortal Sect, and I promise to beat you down in a few years. But please pay the entrance fee first."

Huancheng originally thought that Wen Ping's jokes were quite funny, but when he heard that he had to pay the entrance fee, he immediately looked at Wen Ping in astonishment, "Boy, are you still doing this with me?"

Wen Ping responded, "Uncle, if you don't pay the entrance fee, I won't be able to accept the ring mountain. It has nothing to do with the distance of the relationship. The entrance fee is 1,000 gold coins, which is the rule of the Immortal Sect."

"You boy, my money is all cheated."

Huancheng awkwardly took out a money bag, took out a thousand gold ticket from it, handed it to Wen Ping, and snatched the gift box from Huanshan.

Huanshan hurriedly shouted: "Father, this is not..."

Huancheng responded immediately, "I bought this for my father to eat."

After hearing this, Huanshan smiled helplessly, and immediately shrugged helplessly at Wen Ping.

Now that the golden ticket is in hand, Wen Ping doesn't care whether the gift brought by Huancheng is for him, or whether he should take it back and eat it himself, and then said: "Huanshan, in the future, you will be a registered disciple of my Immortal Sect."

Huancheng turned his head and questioned Wen Ping, "Boy, I have spent thousands of dollars, why is my son a registered disciple?"

There is an unwritten rule in the sect for registered disciples.

Do not pass on orthodoxy, do not pass on essential skills.

Don't give pointers, it's all up to you.

No one would be willing to be a registered disciple if it wasn't for being desperate.

Wen Ping naturally knew this too, but he didn't explain it. He just said: "The standard for the disciples of the Immortal Sect is the fifth level of physical training at the age of fifteen. Uncle, I have already made an exception for taking Huanshan Mountain."

"Hey, you still dislike my son's poor qualifications."

Seeing that his father was about to argue with Wen Ping, Huanshan reluctantly accepted the words, and then began to push and walk down the city, "Dad, it's okay, do you think Wen Ping will still treat me badly and abuse me?" No? Let’s go, go home, walk slowly, don’t send me off, safe journey..."

After sending Huancheng away, the Immortal Sect finally returned to calm.

It was at this time that the transformation of the Immortal Sect's world was finally completed, and a coolness instantly permeated the top of Yunlan Mountain under the scorching summer.

Although the heat is nothing to a body cultivator, who wouldn't want to cool off in this scorching sun?

He wanted to take Huanshan directly to the dormitory area to settle down, but when he passed the kitchen, Wen Ping remembered that there was a well in the kitchen, and the water from the well was the water they drank every day.

With curiosity about spiritual water, Wen Ping first came to the ancient well.

Lost the bucket!

Snapped!

Seeing the end, Wen Ping quickly lifted it up, and brought up half a bucket of well water.

At first glance, the well water does not look any different, it is just ordinary well water. Wen Ping immediately scooped some up with a ladle, brought it to his mouth and took a sip, the special sweetness swirled in his mouth instantly. The well water used to be sweet, but not as sweet as it is now, which makes people feel comfortable.

Wen Ping quickly took a big gulp, feeling the cool well water entering his belly, his whole body was jolted up, feeling as if he had been thirsty for a long time and got water to drink.

When the sweet feeling passes through the mouth, the feeling is even more intoxicating.

Makes people want to drink the second sip after the first sip.

After drinking all the water in the ladle, Wen Ping couldn't help sighing, "Good water!"

At this time, the voice of the system came quietly, "Master, you can only drink three scoops of this spiritual water a day, two scoops for elders, and one scoop for disciples."

"No, you have to set a rule for drinking water?"

"For the sake of the host, if people drink it unscrupulously, it will become ordinary well water. The taste may not change, but no one will cherish it."

"Fine."

Wen Ping nodded, understanding the original intention of the system.

Yes, this guy has a desire to control!

A system with a desire to control is terrible!

At this time, Huanshan smiled from the side: "Sovereign, you are exaggerating. You have been drinking this water for 18 years, and today you think it is good water?"

"Do you want some?"

"Well, I happen to be thirsty too."

Wen Ping scooped out a ladle of water from the bucket and handed it to Huanshan.

Huanshan immediately lifted it up and drank it in one gulp the way a bold man drank water. After taking two sips, he froze there with wide-eyed eyes.

"It's really good water."

"Hehe." Wen Ping smiled, and then took the water ladle from his hand.

"This is sweeter and more refreshing than the water from the ancient spring I found in the depths of the forest. Then what, have another scoop, this water is really good."

"Gone."

"I just called you suzerain, why didn't you take care of me, kid, and didn't let me drink water."

"The rules of the Immortal Sect, disciples can only drink one scoop of water a day."

"There is still this rule?"

"There are too many rules, and you will understand after you stay in the Immortal Sect for a long time." After finishing speaking, Wen Ping picked up the water ladle again, took a scoop, and poured it into his stomach.

"Why are you still drinking?"

"I am the suzerain."

Surrounded by mountains, there is no language.

Dragon Boat Festival, have you eaten zongzi? What stuffing did you eat, please leave a message in this chapter, and I will randomly select a lucky reader to give a ladle of well water from the Immortal Sect!