I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"I thought the dharma name was ugly, so I chose it myself," the young man said with a smirk on his face. "If you think the dharma name is ugly, you can choose one yourself. I think Wangcai is very good and suitable for you."

Ye Nan rolled his eyes and said, "Your dharma name is too complicated. Since you think Wangcai is good, I'll use it for you. I'll get another one."

Unexpectedly, the young man flicked his sleeves and said generously: "Why are you being polite, since you don't want to use Wangcai, then you should choose a better dharma name, so as not to go out and make people laugh."

Ye Nan thought for a while, and said, "Since your name is Aixinjueluo Shuaika, then I will call you Amoxicillin Clavulanate Potassium, how about it?"

Hmph, more complex than high-end, right?I can't beat you!
Hearing the words, the young man was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's your name, and it's so complicated?"

"How? Is there a high-end feeling?"

"High-end is high-end, but it is too complicated, not as simple as Wangcai."

"Cough, cough, cough..." The old monk with white eyebrows coughed at this time, "Aixinjueluo, I advise you to pay attention, and if you have nothing to do, hurry up and practice Vajra Fist."

The young man's attitude immediately became respectful.

"Yes, Holy Master."

After saying that, he turned and left.

Ye Nan asked: "Holy Master, who is this person? Why does he look sick in his head?"

The old monk with white eyebrows let out a long sigh and said, "We call him Wangcai in private."

"Oh?" Ye Nan couldn't help laughing, "What's going on?"

The old monk Baimei didn't want to talk too much, and advised: "You still don't want to inquire about this person. You just need to know that he is a lay disciple like you. That's enough. Inquiring too much is not good for you."

When he said this, Ye Nan immediately became very interested in this person.

However, he complied with the words of the old monk Baimei, and did not ask again, but changed his mouth and said: "Then what is your name, Holy Master?"

"My surname is Hong, my name is Hong Tai, and my dharma name is Wuxiang."

Ye Nan nodded, and reported his family name: "My name is Nan Ye, so there is no need to use the dharma name. I will call it Nan Ye from now on."

"Okay, you are very talented, I will remember you."

Wu Xiang took back Ye Nan's number plate, changed the word "Wu Bei" to "Nan Ye" on it, and then gave it back to him.

"By the way, your accent doesn't look like someone from the East China Sea. You come from five continents, right?"

In this regard, Ye Nan did not hide it.

"To be honest, I'm from the Eastern Wasteland."

"Donghuang, that place is too desolate," Wuxiang shook his head, "The spiritual energy was sealed by the Central Plains Dynasty, and the monks can only step into the half-step Martial King at most. It's a pity."

Speaking of this, he suddenly said: "No wonder your cultivation base is so low, but fortunately, you are very talented. You should go to the back mountain to find a training room to practice, and strive to raise your cultivation base to the Martial King Realm as soon as possible."

Ye Nan smiled faintly, "Okay."

Immediately, Wu Xiang ordered a little monk to come over and lead Ye Nan to the practice room.

This little novice was only in his early ten years old, and he was a little bit unfamiliar when he met Ye Nan, and he was ignorant.

"Brother, please follow me."

Seeing that Ye Nan was older than himself, the little novice called him that.

Ye Nan nodded in agreement: "Okay, I'm going to thank you, Junior Brother."

The two said goodbye without seeing each other, and walked towards a towering mountain range in the back of the holy land.

The mountains are like waves, with undulating waves and lush trees.

"Brother, is the Eastern Wasteland fun? Is it vast and boundless, with vast land and abundant resources? Also, are there monks there? Do monks often study Buddhism?"

Along the way, the little monk was full of curiosity and asked questions.

Ye Nan knocked sideways and said: "The Eastern Wilderness is very big. Although the aura is not as good as here, the monks are all competitive and often fight, which is not fun. By the way, there is also the Mausoleum of Houyi. The tomb is very interesting."

Hearing about the tomb, the little novice curiously asked: "Houyi's tomb? I heard senior brother Wu Neng mention that there seems to be a tomb of Houyi in our East China Sea Holy Land, but it's not fun at all. Some seniors sneaked in and ended up When they came out, they were all mummies."

Ye Nan's eyes narrowed.

It came out so quickly.

It is really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

"Mummy? What's going on?"

"Brother, you don't know something. There seems to be a terrifying sword master from ancient times sitting in Houyi's tomb. The blood-drinking sword in his hand is tyrannical and impermanent, and can suck human blood."

Speaking of this, the little novice suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and a look of fear flashed across his face, "If you don't say anything, I'm afraid senior brother Wu Neng will beat me again."

Ye Nan calmly advised, "Who is Wu Neng? Why did he beat you?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, he won't let me say it. Senior brother Aixinjueluo asked me this when he visited the Holy Land before. I didn't think too much, so I told the truth. In the end, Senior Brother Wu Neng gave me a good meal. , look, my shoulder is still wounded."

As the little novice said, he wiped off his shirt.

Ye Nan took a closer look.

His skin was bluish red, covered with blood marks, and he could clearly feel the cruelty of the attacker.

"It's okay, if he hits you again in the future, you can come to me, and senior brother will protect you."

Ye Nan patted his head, caring.

"Hey, senior brother, you are joking. You only have the cultivation base of the Condensed Origin Realm. How can you protect me? It's all because I talk too much, alas!"

The little novice sighed.

Ye Nan didn't say anything.

The two walked for a while, and came to a practice room.

"Senior brother, you can practice here. After three months, your cultivation should be able to be promoted to King Wu. You hold this scripture. After your cultivation level improves, you will immediately comprehend this scripture."

The little novice took out a copy of the "Great Day Diamond Sutra" and handed it to Ye Nan.

Ye Nan took it, thanked him, and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother, no one will dare to bully you in the future."

"Senior brother is joking again."

The little monk left a word and left.

When he was far away, Ye Nan opened the door and went into the practice room.

This is a wooden house.

As soon as you enter, you will be greeted by the rich aura of heaven and earth.

Ye Nan reluctantly took a breath, and immediately raised his apparent cultivation level to the first level of King Wu.

……

It was dark in a blink of an eye.

at this time.

In a temple inside the Holy Land.

Wuxiang was meditating, when suddenly his heart moved, and he felt something.

"Zhe Shi, you're back."

creak-

Monk Zhe Shi pushed the door open and said happily, "Holy Master, today's harvest is quite fruitful. When I passed by a big family, I successfully begged for 5 yuan of spiritual stones!"

Wuxiang showed a satisfied smile, and said: "That's right, one trip for you is worth two trips for others, it's been hard work."

"It's not hard work, it's all for the sake of the Holy Land."

Monk Zhe Shi smiled, and suddenly sensed a strange aura, and asked, "Why does Houshan have a strange aura of King Wu?"

"Wu Wang?"

Wuxiang raised his eyelids.

Only then did he realize that Nan Ye, who had worshiped at his family's Holy Land in the morning, broke through from Yuan Condensing Realm to Martial King Realm in one day.

The Martial Lord Realm in the middle has been directly crossed?