In the yard, Liu Ping was still posing in a strange breath-taking posture. This was the most basic "Spirit-Absorbing Technique" in practicing, which was regarded as the basic breath-taking technique.
"Okay."
Wu Lang sat on the rocking chair at the door and didn't pay much attention to his affairs.
With his character, I didn't even suspect that he would be lazy. I gave him a few perfunctory words, silently opened the page, opened the friend column, and quietly checked the favorability score.
【Name】:Meng Po
[Template]:NPC
[Race]: Wandering Soul
[Sect]: Huangquan
【Fate】:???
【Cultivation】:???
Current favorability: 13
"so many?"
Wu Lang was stunned on the spot and did not react for several seconds.
What happened to Po Meng?
Didn't she just read the diary?
This is simply an explosion of growth!
"I just wrote a diary with an attitude of trying it out. I really have talent. I can even increase my favorability while standing." He was slightly surprised.
Look at Liu Ping, the way people will live in the future.
And what about yourself?
"You are worthy of being a teacher!" Wu Lang smiled.
Don't blame him for being so complacent.
You know, it is quite difficult to increase your favorability.
The older the monks are, the more indifferent their personalities are and the more defensive they are against other people. Few people can get into their hearts over the long years.
At the same time, the favorability level went from -23 to 13 in one breath, a total of 36 points. I'm afraid it was all because of three times the experience of liking the opposite sex. Otherwise, this wave of diaries would probably increase the favorability point by 12 points, which is probably still a negative number!
The good guy card is simply an incredible talent, and its advantages are very obvious.
"At least, life in the bandit demon sect that eats and steals people everywhere is now safe!"
Wu Lang thought for a while and finally felt that he could breathe a sigh of relief: "I will go on, don't be afraid of being picked on, and study my Bianhua flower planting technology."
What's more, this wave of diaries also took advantage of the situation to write a clean life story for himself: he was a scholar with great character and great ambitions during his lifetime, and he mistakenly entered the Underworld Demon Sect, thinking that they were good people.
At the same time, Wu Lang also tried to change the sect style of Huangquan Demon Sect.
Now that I have joined this demon sect, it is not good to be a scum all the time.
Although Wu Lang was not a saint, he was also an ordinary person who only wanted to have a clear conscience. He thought about the mature and advanced thinking and concepts of the Huangquan Holy Sect in future generations, and proposed cultural reforms and reincarnation. Thinking about it now, Meng Po's reaction
Seems extremely good.
The present is a period of destruction and restoration, which is exactly the right time to change ideas and rise from the ashes.
Judging from the feedback on her favorability, Po Meng has already considered changing from a bandit demon sect who only robbed and trafficked people... to a bandit demon sect who knows how to set up memorial arches and says that he only robs and traffics people for the sake of the world.
There seems to be no difference in essence, they are all stealing people like crazy.
But in Wu Lang's mind, there is still a difference.
This kind of Underworld Demon Sect may have truly begun to enter the "Underworld of Underworld" in Chinese mythology, and may become legalized in the eyes of the world just like in Chinese mythology - the underworld sect's stealing is not called stealing.
It is called the underworld sending souls to the underworld, which is officially certified and part of the management of heaven and earth.
In this case.
Even if he is as ambitious as ever, so what?
This is at least a good start. Change does not happen overnight.
"In order to prevent me from being assimilated by them, I have to assimilate them first and use my truth, kindness and beauty to influence the bandits of this sect!"
"No matter what, this way, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief for a short time."
To be honest, now that I have been born in two lifetimes, I have also experienced severe beatings from society, and I understand the dangers and horrors of this world better.
He thought a lot.
This diary is already an extremely big adventure for him!
If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way, not to attack Po Meng would be suicide, and he wouldn't take such a risk, even though the immediate result would be good.
But Wu Lang no longer wanted to experience it a second time.
He also knows that he is a social animal whose destiny is to work as a worker, and he is just a stinky worker... He is not destined to be the chosen one as a boss at all, and he has no intention of being a prostitute.
At this time, he only wanted to develop quietly and hide away as long as possible.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Lang looked at Liu Ping in front of him and said, "Good disciple, you have to practice hard these days. Time waits for no one!"
He added silently: "My master's hard work in writing a diary has helped us delay time at the Seventh Peak. If you don't practice some skills in this ancestral scripture, it will be difficult for my master to learn from you."
Exclusive destiny skills, sooner or later the two of us will be exposed and killed by this capital demon sect!
Next, Wu Lang began to continue farming.
I have been hiding on the seventh peak like a dead house, unable to come down from the mountain.
In order to improve the version of the cultivation technology of the Biangan flower, he experimented with various soul muds. After all, if he came up with an advanced version, he would definitely be suspected by Po Meng again.
It is naturally good to be low-key in life.
"Master, what are you doing?"
At this time, Liu Ping watched Wu Lang wearing a pair of black gloves and playing with some strange black rough soil, as if he was playing with mud.
"Don't touch it. This is soul mud. It's very vicious. Have you seen the twisted and painful faces floating on the black mud?"
Wu Lang glanced at him and kneaded it in the basin like dough, like a pastry chef, "This soil is for cultivating the other side flower. When the other side flower is cultivated, you should stay away from the flower field."
Liu Ping seemed to understand a little, and stood by to watch, "This is the secret recipe for cultivating Bianhua flowers. It turns out that it is in the kneaded soil!"
"right."
Wu Lang kneaded the mixed soil in his hands and explained: "Soul mud is the sweat mud from the souls of cultivators when they practice."
"The soul can also sweat?" Liu Ping was surprised.
Wu Lang glanced at him, "After all, you can sweat and expel blood and flesh dirt when you practice physical cultivation. Why can't you sweat and expel soul impurities when you practice soul cultivation?"
He paused and smiled softly:
"These soul sludge contains all kinds of stinky and dark thoughts expelled by the soul. It will pollute people's souls and bad people's cultivation. You have to be careful."
Each monk has a different fate, different soul skills, and different soul mud.
There are hundreds and thousands of types of dirt.
And the flower of the other shore is the soul flower that grew up in the dark dirt of evil and filth and turned waste into treasure.
Bianhuahua is the spiritual root of the Huangquan Demon Sect and a specialty of the sect.
The Huangquan Sect also has no shortage of soul mud to cultivate.
I took a look and saw that there were a lot of warehouse reserves in the backyard of Seventh Peak.
After all, during the peak period, the amount of demonic cultivation of the underworld in the top ten mountain peaks and the amount of energy discharged by the powerful practitioners every day has always been an astronomical figure.
"Master, can I learn?" Liu Ping was curious.
"Learn your skills well and chew off more than you can chew." Wu Lang was speechless.
"The matching of soul mud is an important knowledge in cultivating the other side flower."
Wu Lang took a deep breath. He must master this thing thoroughly. The secret recipe is in hand, and it will be his capital in the future.
I have to say that the help of the Great Emperor's Inherited Diary is far from that great.
I can't directly copy his strategy footsteps, but the knowledge of the game in my previous life, and the knowledge of soul mud, may be the capital for my steady rise in this dangerous world of immortals!
Three days passed without incident.
Wu Lang understood the essence of Gou Dao, but he would not even go out, not even to the seventh peak of the Huangquan Sect, nor to look at the various facilities of the sect, let alone leave the sect and go down the mountain.
In the past few days, Wu Lang kept trying to reduce the material ratio of [Soul Mud], and finally made several castrated versions.
"We can try to start planting one type, seven control groups, and conduct experiments."
He knocked the formed seven kinds of soul mud into nutritious mud bricks and buried them in the soil respectively. After a few days, he would see how the seven kinds of soul mud formulas would produce the seven other shore flowers.
In the next few days, he continued to explore, until one day, a voice suddenly came from the foot of the seventh peak, shouting:
"New junior brother, are you in there?"
Wu Lang was stunned.
Although he hid from Po Meng, he could not avoid the visits from the other two acting peak masters.
He thought for a while, called Liu Ping, and hurried down the mountain to greet the visitors.
After all, there is no way to avoid what is coming.
Taking a step back, I have temporarily gained Po Meng's favor and solved the biggest difficulty. The other two nominal acting peak masters have the same status as myself, so there is no need to be too timid.
After walking down the mountain, Wu Lang saw two women in white sitting on the tea pavilion at the foot of the mountain. The leading woman was petite and had a pretty and cute appearance, giving people a very lively feeling.
oh?
Are they two women?
Stable!
Wu Lang felt more and more confident, and it was time for my good guy card to come into play.
