Ghost Emperor Becomes God

Huang You felt relieved after the pain in his flesh. He finally succeeded in creating the first Dantian he designed. He cheered in his heart, I'm going to find Cen Silun to drink, not only to drink, but also to blackmail them.

Looking at Cen Gan who was obediently "listening to his teachings" beside him, Huang You took out a precious robe and handed it to him, saying: "Disciple, I am not saying anything bad about you, but even if you are a man, you should keep yourself clean and know what shame is!"

Only then did Cen Gan realize that he was still naked, and he took Huang You's precious clothes.

"Ah, bang!" Cen Gan was pressed to the ground by the clothes.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my dear disciple. I forgot to tell you to recognize the master first." Huang You quickly picked up his clothes and helped Cen Gan up.

Cen Gan glared at Huang You and was about to ask him how to recognize his master when Huang You put the clothes on him again.

"Bang!" Cen Gan fell to the ground again.

Huang You laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, "Haha, haha, silly boy, hurry up and recognize your master."

Cen Gan lay on the ground, his face almost deformed by the pressure: "How can I recognize my master? I don't know how."

"Haha!" Huang You finally stopped laughing and said, "Just wrap it with your spiritual consciousness, establish a connection with it, and then let it change to the color and style you like."

After a moment, Cen Gan got up from the ground and said angrily: "You only know how to bully me." Before, as the Ghost Emperor, Cen Gan's clothes were whatever he wanted. After he became an adult, Yunniang let him wear ordinary people's clothes. He almost forgot that in addition to weapons, clothes can also recognize their owners.

Huang You said with a smile: "How could that be? Master likes you so much." Then he took a look at Cen Gan's clothes, and there was another commotion.

"My dear, you can't wear this!"

Cen Gan asked in confusion: "Why? Doesn't it look good?" He changed it to the style that Ghost Emperor usually liked the most, deep black, nine-clawed golden dragon, and gold embroidery...

Huang You thought for a moment, organized his words and said, "It's not that it doesn't look good. It's just that what you're wearing should be the burial clothes of the emperor. Logically, the specifications and grades are very high, but as you can see, we are a small place here, you should wear something more down to earth, yes, down to earth. Think about it, how do children who are the same age as you usually wear it?"

Cen Gan thought about it and changed into the clothes that Xiaofeng usually liked to wear.

"Ahem." Huang You staggered. "How can you be so serious and tease your teacher? This is the clothes for girls. There are differences between men and women. Do you know that? You looked good in that dress when you came here. Why don't you dress according to that dress?"

"That was something Yunniang forced me to wear. It's not something I like." Cen Gan answered truthfully.

"Hey, I really admire you, Old Six. Come, look!" Huang You waved his hand and a picture appeared in front of the two of them. "These are the clothes that normal boys should wear."

This is a picture of the children in the academy attending class, and a group of boys are practicing boxing in the playground.

Cen Gan looked carefully and chose the one he liked best. It was a black robe with patches scattered all over it. Cen Gan liked the style, so he replaced the patches with the ones he liked.

Huang You was speechless. He really didn't know how to discuss the issue of clothing with this child. He suppressed his laughter, gave Cen Gan a thumbs up, and said, "You are awesome! Let's skip the part about clothing. I have something else to do, so you can practice and study with these children from now on. I will call you over when I am free in a few days."

Cen Gan also thought his clothes looked good, and he didn't study Huang You's expression carefully. When Huang You said that he could practice with other children, he was a little excited.

Huang You thought about it, and then said to Cen Gan: "Your body is different from that of ordinary people. After wearing this dress, few people can see your immortal body. You should not fight with others easily in the academy. Unless it is a life-and-death struggle, you should not kill others." Then he paused and added: "If others bully you, you don't need to tolerate it, but you can't take the initiative to bully others. Do you remember?"

"Yes, I'll remember it." Cen Gan said honestly.

Huang You led Cen Ganfei to the playground and said to the instructor who was teaching students boxing, "Old man Xiao, I, your disciple, will follow you for a while."

Then he said to Cen Gan: "Okay, go and practice! Remember what your master said."

The instructor nodded to Huang You, looked at Cen Gan's outfit, held back his laughter, and asked him to stand next to a boy who was also wearing a patched gown. Cen Gan's clothes were transformed based on this boy's outfit.

The two boys standing together in similar patched clothes looked a bit coordinated and a bit funny.

The boy looked at Cen Gan and his face turned red. The other children also laughed foolishly.

"Okay, kids, let me show you the introductory punch again. Watch carefully." The instructor showed you the punch again for Cen Gan's sake. "You must punch quickly, hard, and accurately, and you must close your fist evenly..."

After Cen Gan took a look at it once, he played it quite well, and the instructor showed a satisfied look.

After the boxing match, Master Xiao waved to Cen Gan and said, "New disciple, come here and introduce yourself to everyone so that everyone can get to know you."

Cen Gan walked to the front calmly and said, "My name is Xiao Gan." Then he looked at Teacher Xiao without saying anything.

"Then what?" Teacher Xiao asked, "Is it all over?"

Cen Gan nodded, and the children below all laughed softly.

"Where are you from?" Teacher Xiao asked kindly, trying to guide Cen Gan.

"In the mountains!"

"Which mountain? Where is it? What's the scenery like?" Teacher Xiao continued to ask.

“Very far!”

The children in the class couldn't help but burst into laughter. Teacher Xiao gave up on saving Cen Gan's self-introduction. He looked at the time and said, "Today's class ends here. Zhang Ergou, Cen Gan will live in the same dormitory with you from now on. You can introduce him to everyone."

"Yes!" the boy in patched clothes responded quickly.

Zhang Ergou, Cen Gan silently remembered this name.

After Teacher Xiao left, Zhang Ergou walked up to Cen Gan, stretched out his hand to hold Cen Gan's, and said with a red face: "Xiao Gan, let me take you to the cafeteria for dinner first." The children around them all laughed.

Cen Gan heard a few children whispering there, "They are going to eat, haha."

"Zhang Ergou has found a dining companion. He won't be lonely when eating. Haha!"

"Ha ha!"

……

"Ergou, is eating funny?" Cen Gan dodged Zhang Ergou's little hand and asked seriously, "Don't they want to eat?"

Zhang Ergou rubbed his hands nervously and said, "They all eat spirit stones or magic stones, not rice."

"Then why don't you eat spirit stones or magic stones?" Cen Gan continued to ask.

Zhang Ergou opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Brother, is there any need to answer such a simple question? Of course not!

However, Zhang Ergou still blushed and lowered his head and said, "I, I didn't!"

Cen Gan and Yun Niang lived together in the mountains and had never eaten a meal. The vegetables they had were basically given to their neighbors. They usually ate some fruits and herbs, and occasionally went to the village to eat some animal meat.

"Take me to dinner, and after dinner I will give you spirit stones, or magic stones will also be fine!" Cen Gan said to Zhang Ergou.

"Really?" Zhang Ergou asked in surprise, "Do you have it?"

Cen Gan took out a lowest-level spirit stone and a lowest-level magic stone from his storage ring, shook them in front of Zhang Ergou, and said, "Isn't this it?"

"Wow!" Not only did Zhang Ergou shout, but the children nearby who were ready to watch the fun also shouted.

"Oh my God, this is a high-level spirit stone! Xiaogan, come, I'll take you to eat!" A tall boy ran over and said enthusiastically.

"Xiao Gan, give me this high-level magic stone, I will take you to eat and feed you!" A strong boy pushed the tall boy away.

"Boy, give me the two stones in your hand, or I'll beat you up!" A boy in gorgeous clothes came over with two followers. The two boys hurriedly stepped aside, it seemed that this kid had a very high status.

Cen Gan put the two stones away and said angrily, "I won't give it to you. Come and hit me if you dare!"

Zhang Ergou pulled Cen Gan and wanted to say "forget it", but he thought that the stone belonged to Cen Gan, and it was such a high-level stone, so he had no right to speak, but he was worried that Cen Gan would be beaten. So he did not speak.

"At worst, I can just take a few hits for him," Zhang Ergou thought.

Seeing how tough Cen Gan was, the boy in fancy clothes immediately got angry: "Come on, beat him up, beat him hard! Whoever can beat him until he cries, I'll give him a low-level stone, no, ten!"

Some children immediately got excited, but some clever children just watched coldly. The exchange rate of stones was 100, and the two stones in Cen Gan's hand were equivalent to 10,000 low-level spirit stones plus 10,000 low-level magic stones. He wanted to send people away with only 10 stones. Who were you looking down on?

Seeing that the kids around him were not taking any action, the boy in fancy clothes could no longer hold back and kicked Cen Gan directly. His two followers also attacked and punched Cen Gan.

"Ouch!" As soon as the three men touched Cen Gan, they screamed like pigs being slaughtered, and then rolled on the ground in pain.

"Haha." Cen Gan laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward, "Come and hit me!"

Cen Gan smiled and looked at the clouds above his head. It felt as if Yunniang was by his side. He said silently to the clouds: I can finally practice. It turns out that practicing is so wonderful. Even getting beaten is wonderful. No wonder the master doesn't let me fight back.