Cultivation of disciples and disciples to become gods

"Sheng Lang, wake up, the exam starts in half an hour!"

He opened his eyes in a daze, and saw a boy with black-rimmed glasses standing in front of his bed: "Are you awake? Get up soon to take the exam."

His mind was in chaos, and he asked, "Exam?"

"Yes," the boy with black-rimmed glasses looked at him suspiciously, "the final exam."

"Hey, you don't know how to make exams stupid, do you?"

Ah, yes, there are exams!

He got out of bed quickly, packed his things and followed his roommate.

On the way, he turned on and locked the screen of his phone repeatedly, and his roommate said, "Don't panic, there are still 15 minutes, there is still time."

He shook his head.

He didn't look at the time, he always felt like he forgot something...

The roommate called him: "Sheng Lang, don't be in a daze, hurry up, the elevator is coming soon!"

He quickly responded: "Okay."

He ran a few steps to catch up with his roommate, then stopped suddenly.

"Hey, what's the matter?" The roommate looked at him suspiciously: "Let's go."

He stood up straight, pursed his lips, and asked, "What did you call me just now?"

The roommate got a little impatient: "What is your name, of course it is your name."

He asked again, "What's my name?"

"I said you..." The roommate was anxious, and stepped forward to grab his arm: "Sheng Lang, did you sleep stupidly today?"

wrong.

He shook off his roommate's arm.

No, neither.

His name is not Sheng Lang, he is not Sheng Lang...

The sword light suddenly appeared, cutting through the scene in front of him.

Xiao Jianyuan held Tianshu, leaned against the wall of the cave, panting heavily.

He just...was in Wuganfu.

Xiao Jianyuan recalled that when he just heard the words of the disciples of Yuqiong Sect, he was startled and subconsciously turned his head to look at Sun Qingchong.

And Sun Qingchong who was behind them seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and he forgot everything when he was thrown over by Wuganfu.

Beware all the way, I didn't expect that in the end...

With a splitting headache, he leaned on the sky and slowly squatted down.

By the way, what about Fu Yaoye and the others?

He opened his eyes and looked around, and actually saw a person here who shouldn't be here:

"Dustless?!"

The monk who was meditating cross-legged opened his eyes, and his usual calm tone was somewhat surprised: "You have come out?"

Xiao Jianyuan walked over and asked, "Have you ever met my brothers and sisters?"

Wuchen closed his eyes, stood up slowly and replied, "They should still be in Wuganfu."

Xiao Jianyuan was taken aback for a moment, and after scanning around, he finally saw a scroll on the ground.

He was at a loss for a while, and suddenly thought of something, turned his head and looked at Wu Chen suspiciously: "Who are you?"

Xiao Jianyuan said calmly: "I remember that no Buddhist cultivators participated in the realm of Yundu."

Wuchen was startled, and then explained: "You don't need to panic, Fellow Daoist Sheng, the poor monk is indeed Wuchen, a disciple of Xuanzhen Temple."

He counted down the details of his previous encounter with Xiao Jianyuan in Nanyou City, and finally dispelled Xiao Jianyuan's suspicion.

Xiao Jianyuan scratched his hair, a little embarrassed: "I misunderstood the master, I was cautious for a while, and suspected that the master was also pretending..."

Wu Chen was not angry, turned the beads in his hand, and said indifferently: "Fellow Daoist Sheng just came out of Wuganfu, it's normal to be more careful and suspicious."

Xiao Jianyuan asked again: "But why are you here?"

Wuchen sighed the Buddha's name, and said: "I'm ashamed, the poor monk did enter this secret realm at the same time as you."

He pointed to the scroll at Xiao Jianyuan's feet with one hand, and said, "It's just that I'm in Wuganfu."

Xiao Jianyuan was startled, and couldn't help but said: "Then you stayed in Wugan Fu for more than half a month?"

Wuchen put his hands together, narrowed his eyes and said: "Exactly."

"The interior of the Guangcheng Pavilion has long been decayed, and the poor monk was ordered to track it down. After investigating, he unexpectedly fell into the trick of the demon cultivator and was pulled into Wugan Fu."

His expression was complicated: "I just escaped the day before yesterday. I didn't expect you, Daoist Sheng, to come out in only two hours."

Xiao Jianyuan was speechless for a while recalling the illusion just now.

Wugan Fu can indeed arouse the emotions and desires in the bottom of the heart, and his purpose at the beginning was indeed to return to reality...

But it got the identity wrong, he was not Sheng Lang.

He is a reader who comes to twist the plot.

But from this point of view, the plot line of Wuganfu can be matched.

Wuchen was first involved in Wugan Fu, and after escaping, he learned of its dangers, and Xuanzhen Temple wanted to suppress this deceptive magic weapon.

Xiao Jianyuan asked, "Where's Sun Qingchong?"

"I have already saved him." Wuchen said: "He was devoured by the demonic energy, there is no flesh and blood left, only a pair of dry bones... almost no bones left, no reincarnation."

Xiao Jianyuan lowered his head to look at the scroll, the magic weapon lost its owner and became dim and ordinary like a scroll.

Xiao Jianyuan asked: "Then my senior brothers and sisters, how can they get out?"

Wu Chen shook his head and said: "I can only get rid of the emptiness by myself, and get rid of it by myself."

Xiao Jianyuan was a little anxious when he heard the words: "Even Master, you who are meditating and cultivating Buddhism, stayed for half a month before getting out. How long will they wait?"

Wuchen asked back: "But fellow Taoist Sheng came out in just half a day?"

Xiao Jianyuan sighed, and muttered to himself: "I'm different, I'm lucky..."

In fact, he is a bug in this world, Wu Ganfu doesn't know his identity, that's why he wakes up so quickly...

Xiao Jianyuan said irritably, "Is there really no other way?"

Wuchen hesitated for a moment before slowly saying: "Maybe we can try to enter the picture scroll again and wake them up."

"It's just that," Wuchen said seriously, "you will have to go through the illusion again, if you can't wake up..."

"Then you can't come out."

Xiao Jianyuan didn't hesitate at all: "Okay, I'll go in."

Wuchen was a little surprised, but quickly realized: "In that case, the poor monk will be with you."

Unfolding Wuganfu was actually a blank piece of paper. After experiencing the illusion again, Xiao Jianyuan soon came to his senses.

Xiao Jianyuan opened his eyes, pale as a mist.He was not in a stable state of mind just after leaving the illusion, so he was not in a hurry to go out. After he stabilized his mind, he began to grope forward.

He was the first to discover Wuchen, presumably because the two of them entered Wuganfu at the same time, so they were not far apart.

The monk in the plain robe was unconscious, Xiao Jianyuan shook him and called a few times to wake him up.

When Wu Chen opened his eyes, he was still hazy, but he soon woke up.

Xiao Jianyuan asked him: "There is no direction here, how can we find it?"

After Wuchen closed his eyes and listened for a while, he pointed to their side with certainty and put it to the right: "There is the sound of breathing over there."

The white mist blocked his sight, Xiao Jianyuan ran for an unknown amount of time, and finally saw Su Baimu.

"Su Baimu?" He shook Su Baimu's body vigorously, then patted his face again: "Wake up!"

Su Baimu opened his eyes in bewilderment, Xiao Jianyuan was pleasantly surprised, before he had time to talk to him, he suddenly disappeared.

Wuchen said: "Don't panic, he just woke up and returned to the present world."

What a waste of emotion...

Xiao Jianyuan stood up with black hair, and saw Lu Ziyuan and Jin Chuliu not far away.

Jin Chuliu became sober very quickly, and after clarifying what happened, Xiao Jianyuan asked him to go out to meet Su Baimu.

Lu Ziyuan was quite lively in the past, but now she frowned and looked at the pain, Xiao Jianyuan didn't want to be violent to her junior sister, so she had to call her loudly: "Junior sister? Lu junior sister? Lu Ziyuan—"

"Daddy..."

Lu Ziyuan suddenly opened her eyes, and after seeing the people beside her clearly, she tightly grasped Xiao Jianyuan's sleeve, and asked, "Senior Brother Sheng, are we still in the realm of Yundu?"

Xiao Jianyuan comforted her: "Well, we're in Wuganfu, we'll be out soon, don't worry."

Lu Ziyuan was panicked, grabbed him again and asked, "Then, that junior brother..."

The girl had tears in her eyes: "I saw him..."

"It's okay, I'm going to find him." Xiao Jianyuan patted her head, "Don't worry."

He turned to look at Wuchen: "Master Wuchen, please take care of my junior sister, I will go find my junior brother."

Wu Chen asked: "Fellow Daoist Sheng, are you looking for that sword repairer named 'Fu Yaoye'?"

Xiao Jianyuan nodded: "Yes."

Wuchen said: "Okay, fellow Daoist Sheng, take care."

He watched Xiao Jianyuan's figure being engulfed by the white mist, and then asked the girl calmly, "Friend Lu, you are in the illusion, but what did you see?"

Xiao Jianyuan didn't know how long he had been walking, how many directions he had changed, and finally saw Fu Yaoye's figure.

"Oh, this white dress is really hard to find..."

Xiao Jianyuan squatted down and gently shook Fu Yaoye's body: "Fu Yaoye? Wake up..."

Before he could shout a few times, his hand was suddenly held.

Xiao Jianyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You wake up soon...Okay, let's go—"

A hoarse voice called softly, "Brother?"

Xiao Jianyuan suddenly felt something was wrong, and when he was about to retreat, he was suddenly pressed against his neck by the cool hilt of his sword.

Xiao Jianyuan's throat slipped, and he called calmly: "Fu Yaoye."

Fu Yaoye sat up, he waved his backhand, and Hai Jing suddenly put it on Xiao Jianyuan's neck.

"when--"

The two swords collided and there was a sound, Xiao Jianyuan retreated extremely quickly, and Fu Yaoye was no slower than him, and suddenly flashed behind him.

Xiao Jianyuan broke out in a cold sweat, dodged Hai Jing's sword, and shouted at him angrily: "Fu Yaoye!"

When he turned around, he saw Fu Yaoye's dark eyes, as dark as if they were stained black with thick ink.

Xiao Jianyuan was flustered, only thinking that he was disturbed by the illusion, so he had to call his name loudly.

But Fu Yaoye didn't hear it at all, holding the hilt of the sword alone, and adjusted a fighting posture.