After hearing what Shen Lang said, most of Tianying's ancestor's anger disappeared, and Shen Lang became more and more pleasing to his eyes.
He is worthy of being the one who saved the world from disaster. This boy is different from ordinary monks. He does have the air of a strong man. A remote place like Meishan should not restrict his steps.
"Boy, I didn't say that I would lock you in the Seven Sacred Palaces and not leave. If you become my disciple, I will definitely not restrict where you can go. When you are successful in your cultivation, you can leave.
Meishan, I will never say another word!"
"In addition, you can inherit my mantle, and everything I own can be given to you. To tell you the truth, my life is running out."
Ancestor Tianying said earnestly.
"this……"
Upon hearing this, Yang He and several other elders from the Seven Sacred Palaces were extremely shocked.
Ancestor Tianying actually really wants to accept this kid as his disciple! And that's not the point. The point is that Ancestor Tianying will pass on his mantle, it's like a one-stop service.
All the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces showed envy and jealousy, wondering why they couldn't get such a good thing!
Especially Yuan Fei, his heart was already roaring.
Being beaten up by Shen Lang originally made him very broken, and his heart was extremely unbalanced. Now the ancestor of Tianying actually asked Shen Lang to accept him as his disciple, and Yuan Fei wanted to peel off Shen Lang's skin!
"Grandpa, are you crazy! This bastard is obviously just an outsider, how can he get your inheritance? Grandpa, if you really want to choose an inheritor, you should choose within the Seven Sacred Palaces. Why choose an outsider?
Fei'er refuses to accept it!"
Yuan Fei roared angrily.
"My ancestor needs a piece of trash like you to take care of his work?"
Ancestor Tianying was too lazy to talk nonsense, turned his hand and raised a golden wind, hitting Yuan Fei with lightning speed.
Yuan Fei was caught off guard, and his body was torn by the strong wind with countless blood marks. His whole body was thrown away, dripping with blood.
"puff!"
Yuan Fei spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
"Get this unimproved piece of trash out of here quickly and don't let him appear in front of me again!" Ancestor Tianying shouted angrily at Yang He.
"yes!"
Yang He hurriedly responded, and then ordered two monks to carry Yuan Fei down, who was covered in scars.
"Shen Lang, you loser, wait for me! One day, this young master will make you look good!" Yuan Fei was so angry that he let out waves of shouts.
The sound gradually faded away, and soon Yuan Fei was carried down the Holy Spirit Mountain Range, and Shen Lang's ears were finally clear.
"Boy, if my Meishan ancestor had not made a will long ago, no matter how talented you are, I would not bother to accept you as my disciple. Now I will ask you for the last time, do you want to become my disciple?"
Patriarch Ying asked Shen Lang.
Shen Lang's heart was moved. He had really not considered agreeing to the request of ancestor Tianying to become a disciple. However, when the other party mentioned the will of ancestor Meishan, he couldn't help but ask: "Before agreeing to senior Tianying, can I ask first?"
Ask, what is the will made by the ancestors of Meishan?"
Patriarch Tianying endured the last trace of temper and sent a message to Shen Lang: "Bastard boy, it's not all because you are the savior who broke the tribulation!"
As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang was greatly shocked. He finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Lang kowtowed to the ancestor of Tianying in the sky, becoming his disciple on the spot.
"Okay, okay! You finally have your wits about you. If you accept this ancestor as your teacher, you will never regret it in the future!" Ancestor Tianying was in a good mood and laughed.
Shen Lang actually didn't want to be the apprentice of Patriarch Tianying, mainly because he was not familiar with Patriarch Tianying, but considering his future relationship with the Meishan Seven Saints, he could only agree.
Since the ancestor of Tianying knows that he is the savior of the disaster, and he still acts according to the will of the ancestor of Meishan, he should not embarrass himself.
"Of course I have no regrets. Being accepted as a disciple by a heavenly monk like Master is a great opportunity for me." Shen Lang said neither humble nor arrogant.
Ancestor Tianying was very satisfied with Shen Lang's humble attitude, and then shouted to Yang He and other elders of the Seven Saints Palace: "From now on, everyone in the Seven Saints Palace will be informed that Shen Lang is the only one of our ancestors.
As a direct disciple, he was directly promoted to the elder of the Seven Sacred Palaces!"
As soon as the shouts ended, all the Seven Saint Palace monks couldn't help but look at Shen Lang a few more times.
Yang He and other elders from the Seven Sacred Palaces looked at each other in disbelief. Wasn't this kid's status upgraded too quickly? I really don't know what medicine my ancestor took today, so he thought so highly of an outsider.
Shen Lang was startled and hurriedly said: "Master, I have become an elder of the Seven Sacred Palaces before I have officially started. Isn't it a bit of a violation of the rules?"
Ancestor Tianying said dissatisfied: "Even if you are my disciple, why are you still so polite? I said you are an elder, you are the elder, and I am the rule! You can rest assured, little one, I will give you the authority of the elders.
It’s just a name, you don’t have to worry about anything!”
"That's...okay." Shen Lang agreed. There was no reason not to agree to this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing.
Although Xia Shan'er didn't understand why the ancestor of Tianying had to accept Shen Lang as his disciple, she knew that it was definitely a good thing and she was happy for Shen Lang in her heart.
Bai Weiwei's head was a little dizzy, thinking that Shen Lang's luck was too unnatural.
"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you hurry up and meet the new elders of the Seven Saints Palace!" Ancestor Tianying glanced at the bustling Seven Saints Palace monks and shouted in shock.
"Disciple has met Elder Shen!"
The monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces did not dare to disobey, and they all clasped their fists and saluted Shen Lang, shouting in unison.
The ancestor of Tianying said that it was certainly not a joke. He said that Shen Lang was an elder, and Shen Lang would really be an elder of the Seven Saints Palace from now on.
"Ahem, congratulations to Fellow Daoist Shen for being promoted to the position of elder!"
Yang He changed his gloomy expression, squeezed out a smile on his face, and congratulated Shen Lang with cupped fists.
Shen Lang had goosebumps all over his body and could only smile and salute with his fists clasped.
I have to say that Yang He is quite thick-skinned. He looked down on Shen Lang before, but now that he saw that Shen Lang has become the disciple of the ancestor of Tianying, his attitude suddenly changed 180 degrees.
"Congratulations to Elder Shen!"
"Haha, congratulations!"
Several elders from the Seven Sacred Palaces also greeted Shen Lang warmly, like good brothers they hadn't seen for many years.
Shen Lang has been in the world of cultivation for so long, so he is already a veteran. He can handle this kind of situation. He became quite familiar with Yang He and other elders, and easily resolved the rift they just had.
If you take the initiative to show your kindness, you will also prevent the other party from gossiping in front of outsiders in the future.
"Congratulations to Elder Shen!" Bai Weiwei also stepped forward and saluted Shen Lang with a smile.
Although Shen Lang still didn't like women like Bai Weiwei very much, but when he thought about how this woman had been desperately defending himself, his attitude toward her also changed.
Shen Lang clasped his fists in return and said to Bai Weiwei: "Woman, let's discuss the matter. Thank you for protecting me earlier. I owe you a favor."
"Don't mention favors, that's just what I want to do. Also, this girl is not called a woman..."
Bai Weiwei pursed her mouth, showing a hint of dissatisfaction.
In fact, Shen Lang was able to take the initiative to talk to her, which made her feel a little happy.