I am the leader of Huangquan

But when the player heard it, he was not happy on the spot. You want to affect my upgrade speed?He directly shouted: "Don't persuade me, I have made up my mind, I have long wanted to try this exciting game!"

Knife up and down.

Very decisive.

He even wrote a diary on the forum, serializing his daily life, as the lowest level of beasts, in order to survive and become stronger, and the story of working hard to become stronger.

The name is "Undercover Brothers Survival: Those Years I Was a Goblin"

According to informed sources.

At that time, among some special player groups, they were very envious after seeing him, and because of this, this kind of trendy gameplay was raised. They all tried it and felt that the experience was good. It was a surprising early adopter experience.

And this exercise was naturally spread on the forum and became widely known.

Now, Wu Lang had some thoughts.

"Mountain spirit, such a disgusting and lustful beast, can also practice and develop exercises?"

Xu Xinying couldn't help but said angrily: "Master, are you some kind of evil cultivator? You want to teach these disgusting things, practice? Set foot on the road of longevity? Wouldn't that be even more harmful!"

She was very dissatisfied, even angry.

These things just now killed their entire team, and even killed her. The obscene look in their eyes is still unforgettable.

"To stop killing by killing, why do you want to do it all?"

Wu Lang suddenly asked back.

His desolate young scholar's face, under the sunlight, makes it hard to move your eyes away.

"Then what do you think should be done? Master, you know that you have read poetry and books at a glance. Is there a solution?" She couldn't help asking, the mountain spirit disaster is a local problem that has lasted for an extremely long time.

Answer?

Of course there are.

But people in this era don't understand this, and they can't think of it.

Mosquitoes in later generations will not be killed no matter how they are killed.

So from another perspective, scientists have developed a sterile male mosquito. When the male mosquitoes are mixed in, the offspring will be sterile mosquitoes, so as to exterminate the mosquitoes...

Now, his path is the same.

"With one thought of killing, the doors of millions of karma will be opened."

"Kill, it is impossible to cut off their population."

Wu Lang shook his head, gently stroked the face of a goblin, and said softly: "Beast nature is obscene, but to educate them, guide them, and let yourself take the initiative to cut off their troubles, understand who I am, and know who I am. ... is king."

"Don't underestimate that one too. This is a monster king of mountain spirits. His opportunities and life are unprecedented."

Wu Lang walked back and forth, surrounded the dozen or so goblins, and said:

"It is a mutation, born with wisdom, deeply aware of the inadequacy of its own race, brutal and bloodthirsty, sinking into its own desires, and staying in the sea of ​​​​suffering forever, so he walked out of the mountains, read poetry and books, and asked all kinds of learned people, I want to change my life against the sky."

"Change fate against the sky?" Xu Xinying opened her mouth, a little surprised.

Wu Lang cast her a glance: "You need to know that his way is also our way. My school is to cultivate fate, know fate and cultivate fate! Break your fate and be free! You have no cultivation qualifications, you are a mortal, You have to break your own boundaries before you can set foot in longevity."

She moved.

I finally knew why Master said this to me and told me this story.

This is a warning for getting started.

At the same time, tell him the philosophy and spirit of this line!

The way of the demon king is also our way.

She can't cultivate, but the master said that she can cultivate, I'm afraid it's a similar path.

To listen to other people's stories is to learn from them.

Wu Lang continued to tell the story: "It flipped through various ancient books, poems, and volumes, eager to change the fate of the race, seeking a change, and finally flipped through an ancient book, "Guan Canghai"."

Looking at the sea?

she pondered.

Just by listening to the name, there is a sense of majesty and domineering.

"At this moment, his hands trembled, as if he had found a treasure, he kept flipping through it, and saw the true meaning of life comprehension by this ancient hero Cao Cao, who was incomparably romantic by nature.

"He trembled, and read the overlord "Gui Shi Shou", "Winter October" and "Different Soil", all of which had this feeling, so he completely realized it! He devoted himself to the great cause of race, for the sake of race Rise up and fight, and do your best for peace with the human race."

Wu Lang kept briefly telling the life story of this person.

After that, he talked about some ways to grow up, as well as the glorious record, the means to become the demon king.

She opened her mouth: "Then what is his final result? Did the Jedi Knights succeed?"

She has brought herself into the story, experienced some of the grief and emotion, and even longed for a happy ending.

"died."

"He drowned with a dream in his arms. There are some things that he cannot change by himself." Wu Lang said. After all, the result was miserable, and he was finally arrested by the Zhengdao League and paraded through the streets.

died?

how come?

She seemed to have seen this kind of beast, the great sage who was extremely weak rose up in order to seek the way of his own family, went through ups and downs, cut off all the thorns, passed through the long and dark tunnel, and stepped on the bloody and sad place. The canyon, enduring loneliness and cold, led the weakest race to become stronger step by step, and finally fell on the road without facing the dangers of the world.

"He doesn't believe in fate, he only believes in fighting with his hands!" This sentence suddenly popped up in her heart, and she began to feel the heinousness of this family. They are beasts with primitive desires, and she began to have some special feelings.

Master told this story: There is a creature with enlightened wisdom, who wants to change his own family. Is this breaking his life and changing his life?

Her heart was buzzing.

I feel that this mythical story about the mountain spirit is very touching. It turns out that the spiritual world is so wonderful.

"Then Master, why did you come to this mountain?" She asked softly.

In front of the cave, Wu Lang patted the dust on his body, stood up from studying the movements of the goblin, the color of the sun sprinkled on his side face, and there seemed to be a special golden light shining:

"Come to preach his word."

Chapter 57 Teaching

Wu Lang was indeed brought to this world of cultivating immortals in order to pass on his Tao.

But that dog-licking inheritance from before is nothing more...

No matter how things go wrong with the good boy, even if he is chased and killed by countless immortal sects because of his good-looking smile, or even becomes the public enemy of the entire Liangzhou cultivating world, it will definitely not affect me here across thousands of rivers and mountains.

But what about this?

He was really afraid of himself, if he messed with the Jedi knights now, he would be caught and paraded in the streets, and he would end up like this.

"I'm at such a risk!"

He looked a little melancholy, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became.

But he really felt that the days were over, so he took out this special skill of pressing the bottom of the box and used it on goblins.

He sees his situation clearly:

The evil disaster broke out, and I was only in the early stage of Qi training. I became a wild mixed-blood monster with no background, and avoided wars on the mountain. .

Wu Lang continued to study the goblins, ignoring their screams of panic, and muttered, "Cleaning, I don't really think about such things..."

"Although when I was young, I watched the process of the uncle's capon next door in the countryside, but still..."

"However, their intelligence is very low. They only have the IQ of a Teddy dog ​​equivalent to a five or six-year-old child. Let me see if I can find a way to fool them into using their arrears of IQ to make myself come..."

After all, they do it themselves and have ample food and clothing.

But this time.

"Pass down the lost orthodox tradition of the overlord to this world?"

Xu Xinying was in a daze when he heard this.

She began to savor these words, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably when she saw the master who was constantly studying the mountain spirit.

When she was a teenager, her parents were killed by mountain spirits, and she hid in the closet and watched the cruel and bloody scene in horror. That kind of hatred made her start practicing martial arts, entered the bodyguard bureau, guarded various caravans, and accompanied them on mountain roads. In order to kill the mountain spirits intercepted on the road.

Day after day, year after year, she mechanically killed nothing but hatred. Her hands were stained with blood, but she was angry that she could not kill these monsters. After dissecting, chasing, and researching, she discovered that their fertility and reproduction ability were fundamental. It's not that you can kill them all by yourself.

It was this kind of instinctive killing that allowed her to survive the encirclement and suppression of more than a dozen goblins at the third level of qi training, fighting back and forth.

The disaster that erupted from the goblins was a common problem in Jingzhou.

Countless immortals and monks can't solve it, can't kill them all, can't kill them all, just like those ants, but they can't think of such a way.

Killing is not the best policy.

——Stop war with benevolence, and love non-aggression.

Let them change by themselves.

Hold up the torch of civilization, bring them hope, teach them etiquette and shame, and let them avoid the root of their troubles instead of using brute force.

She felt it was destiny!

Allowing myself to meet my own master, allowing myself to truly face this hatred directly.

Seeing the figure of this handsome young man under the sun, there is a feeling that the years are quiet and he can't bear to disturb him any more.

This leisurely scene, like a fairyland, suddenly feels so beautiful!

Xu Xinying favorability +3

Xu Xinying favorability +3

...

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Wu Lang cast a glance at her.

Still, the favorability of female disciples is easy to brush.

Wu Lang still didn't care too much, and comforted himself: "I shouldn't be so unlucky, let them go out to seduce souls, as long as they are not too sloppy, they should not be discovered."

From the outside, it looks like an ordinary goblin.

Apart from having special hobbies, who would take off goblin pants for a normal monk! !

He sighed, and began to concentrate on his work, focusing his eyes on the experiment in front of him, and said in his heart: "Remember the Jedi Knights, the operation path of the exercises, and the formula of the medicinal bath, and the spiritual materials, respectively. ..”

For the next few days.

Wu Lang started to work overtime.

While cultivating, while studying new errands, I even found time to go back to the Seventh Peak at night to have a look.

Of course, he also brought this cheap new disciple back to the Seventh Peak, ordered some things, and left her alone.

Her qualifications are not good.

At the very least, none of the various exercises I know is very suitable for her, and her two fates are not compatible.

Accepting her is a real shortage of people, so we can only temporarily recruit strong men.

I need a person to mix into various cities to help me find out the news and know the current outbreak of the war in the catastrophe.

After all, with my appearance, if I went to a human city and met a monk, I would be courting death!

"Here is... is this the Immortal Gate?" At this time, it was this disciple who came to the sect with him and looked at everything about the Netherworld Sect, becoming more and more frightened.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Wu Lang continued to hide in a cave on a barren mountain, keeping himself safe.

Occasionally, a monk flew with his sword in the sky, as if he was rushing to a war somewhere.

And Wu Lang was originally in the Qi refining stage, and with the Qi Condensation Formation, no one could find himself.

This area is full of goblins, and his aura is not much stronger than that of goblins, so he is a ghost if he can find himself.

Concentrate on practicing!

Concentrate on practicing!