Wu Lang suddenly felt that something was going to happen.
He originally wanted to be more diligent and practice at the mountain gate for a few more days.
This world of immortality is dangerous, with demons and ghosts rampant, and mortals worse than pigs and dogs. The survival of the monks at the bottom depends mostly on their luck.
If a powerful person passes by, he will trample you to death as casually as wild flowers and weeds. Even destroying a small town is a piece of cake.
Wu Lang himself is not a protagonist with destiny, he is just a migrant worker. He is very realistic, but he does not believe that he will not encounter low-probability events.
Besides, Po Meng suddenly enforced the law so impartially?
Po Meng is so partial to herself.
If you are an ordinary peak master who fishes on the seventh peak every day, it is indeed time to go down the mountain, but you can make an exception.
"So early?"
Wu Liang cupped his hands and clasped his fists, and said: "I wanted to take a little more time to prepare. It is said that it is dangerous down the mountain. I have only practiced Qi on the third level. Even my apprentice on the fifth level of Qi training has encountered many things. I am a little worried."
"You were originally a mortal, and you have just entered the path of cultivating immortality. It is normal to be worried, but I will not harm you."
Po Meng floated over slowly, made a gentle face, but it looked very unconventional, and whispered: "Your apprentice is your apprentice, and you are you... He is alone, has no background, and was reincarnated."
The earth is most likely the home of mortals, and you need a higher level of cultivation to be able to protect yourself when going down the mountain."
"But you are different. The place where you are going to be reincarnated will not be an ordinary place. There is a descendant of a big family with divine blood and ancient physique. In that kind of place, if your cultivation level is higher or lower, it will have no impact... If they can't keep it
Your Qi refining period is useless."
She paused and her voice was extremely organized:
"Besides, you are practicing at the third level of Qi right now, which is just right."
"Generally, with a tyrannical racial constitution, the true spirit of a newborn has the strength of about three levels of Qi training."
"If your cultivation level is high, as soon as you are born, the powerful people in the clan will notice that your soul is huge and terrifying, and they will have doubts and cause some trouble."
...
Wu Lang understood what Po Meng meant.
She made herself go down the mountain early.
Instead of enforcing the law impartially, we are setting ourselves up for trouble again.
You are indeed yours, Po Meng, my hero! When you see me come down from the mountain and be reincarnated into a mortal family, you directly backhand and give me a higher treatment. What ancient race can you choose?
If Xing Hanhan were here, he would definitely be stunned again.
This treatment is simply inhumane!
The birth of a monk greatly affects a person's life. If she had such a high starting point when she was born, she would have taken off long ago.
At the same time, the cost of this loss is not small.
The current [Six Paths of Reincarnation] is in an ownerless state and has its own rules for running the cycle of life and death. Even if Meng Po, as a weapon spirit, wants to forcefully interfere and help break through the authority of reincarnation, it will cost a lot of money.
It can be said that Po Meng was cruel this time.
"After all, he has no qualifications for practicing fighting. If we don't help him, he may die very quickly after coming down the mountain." Po Meng's heart was cold and she had already made a calculation. She said very proudly: "I, the Huangquan Sect, can't do anything less.
He is a good person from the ninth generation who has learned this kind of self-strategy and agrees with the spirit of our sect."
If he was born into a rich and noble family.
Even if he does not have strong cultivation qualifications, he will not be worried about his life. On the contrary, with his academic talents, he may be able to get a management position.
Even in the world of cultivating immortals, if you can get the name of "Bai Xiaosheng", have a righteous character and great ambitions, other great masters will look at it and admire and respect him...
The master of our Huangquan Sect? That is the ninth generation saint!
Thus...
hey-hey!
Ha ha ha ha!
Po Meng smiled sinisterly, as if she had thought of something interesting, and laughed heartily.
"..."
Wu Lang was a little confused looking at her lewd smile.
Her wrinkled and arrogant old face smiled like those triumphant villains before they died.
Grandma Meng, something is wrong with you!
By doing this, she obviously wanted to become a second-generation immortal and become a Mission Impossible from birth?
It is really dangerous in this Demon Sect!
Wu Lang felt numb in his heart: "I originally wanted to live it up and not follow the Huangquan Sect's traditional skills to avoid being beaten to death, but unfortunately...she seems to have given too much!"
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Birth, gender, wealth, race...
Unprecedented treatment.
This has already taken off in an instant, and it is still the kind of flying into the sky.
If the Huangquan Sect had not been attacked and turned into dilapidated ruins, no one in the sect would have been able to withstand the heavy responsibility at this time.... In addition, Wu Lang had a sage destiny and knew the inside story of the Huangquan Sect to write a diary....
With all the favorable circumstances, favorable circumstances, and favorable conditions, it was absolutely impossible for Wu Lang to enjoy this kind of treatment.
It can be said that he appeared at a suitable historical time period and had a suitable identity.
However, Wu Lang was a little worried and said: "Senior, since we are a powerful clan, some powerful people might notice the anomaly in my birth? Can I really hide it?"
Meng Po laughed, but said proudly: "You underestimate our Huangquan Holy Sect too much. The Six Paths of Reincarnation is the most powerful magic weapon that we have spent countless years building with all the resources of the sect."
"The natal immortal weapon of the previous generation of Huangquan Cult Master can even interfere with the rules of life and death... How can ordinary people notice it?"
"Unless that person is close to the level of the leader, he can realize that such a being has the ability to forcibly crush the true spirit, prevent the distant six paths of reincarnation, and instantly save people from across the air."
Wu Lang understood what she meant.
How could he be reincarnated by himself, so how could he happen to have such a big boss around him and notice something unusual?
Moreover, this ancient secluded place, the great sect, and the Huangquan Sect will definitely turn that area into a forbidden area, a forbidden area that the Six Paths of Samsara cannot reach.
Who dares to go there to steal people and cut their waists?
Suddenly Wu Lang felt stable.
There is no life safety, so I practice during the day, and at night a trace of true spirit communicates with the underworld, and I return to the Seventh Peak to continue building the sect.
There is no need to worry about the actual food, rice, oil and salt. There is not much difference between going down the mountain and not going down the mountain.
This treatment is so cool!
But even with this exaggerated level of soft rice, he did not back down.
A man born between heaven and earth, how can he bow his head and stoop to eat?
His character remained the same, Wu Lang maintained an attitude of neither being humble nor arrogant, and was very tough. He cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Senior Po Meng, for your kindness. In that case, I will go back to the mountain to prepare for two days, then return to the Huangquan Road and reincarnate."
"That's good." Po Meng's figure gradually disappeared.