Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Four is a pig, I have poured it to the king level
Following Chen Lingyu all the way forward, Chen Ming asked, "What did you prepare for your master? It's so mysterious."
Chen Lingyu involved Chen Ming forward, "Master, you will know when you arrive."
It seemed that he had come to a loft. Chen Lingyu took off the white cloth on Chen Ming's eyes. Chen Ming opened his eyes and looked around. In his eyes, there were more than ten thousand scriptures!
Ancient bronze lamps are dotted among them, and tens of thousands of scriptures are quietly lying on the bookshelf.
Chen Ming walked into it, with a radius of hundreds of feet, and the scriptures directly surrounded him. The number of this collection was even greater than that of Iron Niu Valley.
"How do you know that teachers like all kinds of scriptures?"
Chen Lingyu covered his mouth and chuckled, "Master, up and down Yanshan Mountain, who doesn't know that you like all kinds of scriptures. These are the spoils found when the registered disciples and senior sister went to war. They built a Sutra Pavilion for you."
Chen Ming looked at the Sutra Pavilion in front of him with satisfaction. Sure enough, these leeks were already ripe and knew how to cut themselves.
"I like it very much. I tell Yanshan's registered disciples that as long as the scriptures are not in this scripture pavilion, I will try my best to bring it back. Since a scripture pavilion has been built, a scripture pavilion that contains all the scriptures in the world will be built."
Chen Lingyu took the order and conveyed Chen Ming's words so that all Yanshan disciples could know.
Chen Ming also knew that Zhuo Qingyao, Ling Xian and Li Suyi were on the battlefield of immortals and demons. With Zhuo Qingyao, it should be nothing big. Zhuo Qingyao still knows the importance of his own people.
Chen Ming held a bronze lamp and walked in the open corridor. Around him were a scroll of scriptures.
I don’t know if my body is considered to be a body raising the hundred scriptures? No, right? There are too few hundred scriptures. I can be considered to be a body raising the ten thousand scriptures.
What kind of strange physique is this Wuliang Dao Body? It actually takes three thousand Taoist seeds to be initially cultivated. Chen Ming estimated that after the Wuliang Dao Body was initially cultivated, he could even kill the immortals. This was just a start, and he had just stepped to the starting point.
The road to immortality is long!
Chen Ming was watching the scriptures with a lamp in it. Generally, those who have always guarded places like the Sutra Pavilion are usually old monsters. I wonder if there will be the identity of the guardian and what kind of halo will this identity carry?
Those who sweep the floor and guard the Sutra Pavilion are definitely masters!
Unexpectedly, I became one of the old monsters.
The days that followed became dull, and Chen Ming slowly comprehended many scriptures. Not all of them are understood by Master’s Ethics, which would be a loss.
What he is doing now is to take a look and be able to understand and understand. Then he doesn’t spend his teacher ethics. If he doesn’t understand, then the teacher ethics that should be spent will still be blooming.
When Chen Ming returned to Yanshan, he also began to work on his old karma and began to preach to his disciples. Entering the Taoist realm was simply too simple for Chen Ming. He had practiced more than 200 times, and basically he had practiced all the skills he practiced by his disciples. If he had not practiced, it would be better. Take it and take it to see it and another Taoist seed!
Yanshan's immortal arts have also been added after Chen Ming's return this time, most of which were obtained from the Dragon Treasure Land.
Chen Ming didn't believe it anymore. These registered disciples who entered the Taoist realm, all of them were as good as the king level in terms of wealth. In terms of martial arts and magic, what Yanshan could learn, and those who were practicing the great king level, they were all practicing, and they could not reach the king level!
Even if it is a pig, I also use elixirs to become king-level.
However, when Chen Ming really started preaching, he found that basically half of the Yanshan lords had already rushed back. It seems that these disciples still valued me very much.
Moreover, when seeing many Yanshan lords sitting on the cushion with golden swords, Chen Ming also felt a little different. After all, after experiencing the washing of blood and fire, he had already undergone transformation.
The Lord of Yanshan is not as naughty as before. He should have felt the feeling of separation from life and death and death being close at hand, and has undergone a new transformation.
Although the teacher ethics in a month are one thousand more, it is still too slow for Chen Ming. It seems that he has to find a way to trick him, so as to promote the practice of these registered disciples.
The personal disciples don’t have to worry about it, they are fighting now.
The idea I thought about before was that Yanshan did not serve food and could only take elixirs. So how could I do it this time?
Chen Ming decided to learn about these registered disciples first. Chen Ming walked on the mountain where the registered disciples lived, but few registered disciples greeted him, and they were all practicing cross-legged. "I feel that the spiritual energy of Yanshan seems to be several times more intense!"
"It's even more comfortable than lying in a spirit stone to practice!"
"Open your mouth and suck it, it's full of spiritual energy!"
Chen Ming took a look and found that these registered disciples still like to practice very much, and he was very pleased to be his teacher.
"The eldest sister and the second brother have made a lot of money on the battlefields of the kings, but we have suffered. Anyone from the ancient immortal sect will have to discuss with us!"
"Who said no? They are from the Guxian Sect after all. Why do the geniuses in their sects are not as good as the eldest sister and the second brother, and they insist on finding the place in us!"
"That's right, one and two are both king-level, bullying us into the Taoist realm, and they don't even want to see each other. Why are the elder sister and second brother so powerful? It turns out that everyone else is a waste!"
"Yes, I also said that we can practice immortal arts under the master's disciples, but we can't compare to them. It's simply tolerant!"
"They wait for me. When I reach the king level, I must let them see how powerful we, the Yanshan registered disciples are again!"
Chen Ming immediately had nothing to say. Although he looked down on Yanshan’s registered disciples and looked down on Yanshan’s registered disciples, the result was good. At least they all worked hard to practice, right?
It seems that there is no need to cheat them anymore. Just a shot of chicken blood is enough. A new rule has appeared on the Yanshan signboard. All registered disciples in Yanshan are ranked to the ranking of the floors that have passed the trial tower. The same floors are ranked according to the length of time.
At the end of every two months, you can climb Yanshan and ask for a day under the mountain master.
Anyway, the opportunity to enlighten me every two months is not in vain. It cannot be wasted on the four personal disciples. We must share the same rain and dew.
This news was posted, and Chen Ming estimated that with his current reputation, he could set off a wave of cultivation.
Of course, if you want to quickly get the teacher's ethics, you have to start with the personal disciple. Zhuo Qingyao and Ling Xian are not at home, and Li Suyi runs away from home and can only find Chen Lingyu. Moreover, how can this little girl be the personal disciple? Look at the other three, they are all the leaders of the kings. This little girl is still in the Taoist realm, and it is embarrassing to say it out.
Chen Ming walked to Chen Lingyu's alchemy room and saw Chen Lingyu's little face leaning against the mouth of the elixir. Chen Lingyu's face was blushing when the flames lit up. Chen Ming glanced at the sun, it was wrong, it was night.
Then he saw Chen Yu, who was covered in ash on his face, kicked at the alchemy furnace, "Refining alchemy, you will know how to refine elixirs in one day. What's the point of refining this elixir? Chen Ling'er, it's not me that I'm talking about you, if you keep going like you, there's no help!"
Chapter completed!