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Chapter 472 Approval

"It's outrageous. How dare the Chan Cult do this!"

Mount Emei, today's Mount Emei is not the unique Emei in Shushan in later generations. The most famous one is not a sect, but Zhao Gongming from Luofu Cave, a disciple of Jie Sect, and Daluo's cultivation.

Wen Zhong found Zhao Gongming and confided, and Zhao Gongming immediately became angry.

The Jie Sect only went to a few outer disciples, and you said that the Shan Sect also went to a few outer disciples, or even one or two twelve golden immortals.

After all, they know that the Anhui Sect and the Jie Sect are different, and there are not so many people.

However, the twelve golden immortals came out together, and the older generation masters like Ran Deng were simply too much of a bully.

Zhao Gongming immediately expressed his intention to go down the mountain to support Wen Zhong, so as not to think that there was no one in the Jie Sect.

A mistake turns into eternal regret, and it has been a hundred years since I looked back.

What Zhao Gongming didn't know was that he would be unable to turn back when he came out of the mountain. Not only did he die and be restrained by others, but he also implicated his three sisters in the footsteps. He even led to the final battle between the Jieshi and the Ansect.

......

"Junior brother, the teacher lets you in."

Da Chitian, Xuandu Cave.

Xuandu's voice came from the cave. When he walked out, he happened to see Fang Qingshan feeling relieved. He asked in surprise.

"Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

After the incident returned to Xuandu entered the cave.

Golden Horns and silver Horns greet Fang Qingshan.

"Senior Brother Fang, how did you become a disciple by the teacher?"

"I'm not recognized by the teacher yet!"

"Why did the elder brother ask us to call you elder brother?"

"Is it because the senior brother is also lying and lying?"

"We must hide it from the teacher."

"Yes, otherwise the senior brother would probably be punished by the teacher."

Looking at the two people who were serious, saying everything, three black lines emerged from Fang Qingshan's forehead.

"Senior brother, where are you from?"

"Is the world fun?"

"Senior brother, would you please take us to play?"

"Senior brother, why are your cultivation so low?"

......

Fang Qingshan was going crazy by two naughty children.

After being enlightened by me, Jinjiao and Yinjiao stayed in the Great Chitian, and their hearts were also maintained as a boy, so simple and cute. Otherwise, they would not have been beaten by Sun Wuzi during Journey to the West.

The two of them are just 100,000 living reasons, curious about everything and want to ask everything.

Fang Qingshan answered seriously at first, but later he was overwhelmed. It was not until Xuan Du called him that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Without caring about it, he quickly avoided Jinjiao and Yinjiao, and crawled into Xuandu Cave as if he was escaping.

Xuandu Cave, my home.

Fang Qingshan thought it was so gorgeous and shocking, with spiritual energy like rain and purple air.

But when I really saw him, I was a little disappointed, and I didn’t say it was a big disappointment, at least it was different from what I imagined.

Because, this is really a cave, a quaint cave.

However, no one dared to underestimate him.

Mountains are not high, and there are immortals, and there are names. Water is not deep, and there are dragons, and there are spirits.

"Fang Qingshan pays homage to Taiqing Daode Heavenly Lord."

Looking at the middle of the cave, a young man with a long hair and a childish face sitting high on the cloud bed, his eyes slightly closed and expressionless face, although ordinary, like an old man next door, no one dared to underestimate him at all. Fang Qingshan even bowed respectfully.

He did not recognize his disciple because Xuandu had already said that he was a direct disciple. In order to protect Xuandu's face, I would pinch my nose and recognize him, but would recognize him as a disciple.

After Fang Qingshan's prayer continued, I seemed to fall asleep, as if I didn't hear it, and was completely indifferent.

In this regard, Fang Qingshan had already been mentally prepared, not impatient or impatient, and just kept a polite attitude.

A quarter of an hour, an hour, a half day, a day...

Without moving or shaking, without eating or drinking, the two of them seemed to be being used to stop time and space, but it must have been a month.

Fortunately, it was Fang Qingshan, and fortunately, it was me.

"Good concentration!"

It was as if I had woken up from a big dream. I opened my eyes, without any joy, no praise, no other expressions, only the supreme love and transcendence of things.

"Get up!"

"Thank you, Tianzun!"

Fang Qingshan breathed a sigh of relief in secret.

"I already know your affairs."

I said slowly,

"You can obtain the magical power of transforming into three pure qi, and come here, you will be destined to be. Since Xuandu has recognized your identity as a direct disciple, you will be the direct master of my sect in the future."

I didn't drag it out, and said straight to the point,

"However, your cultivation is a little bit worse. You must have practiced the Golden Immortal, so you should not be arrogant."

"Yes, disciple, follow the teacher's order."

Although I had expected it, Fang Qingshan couldn't help but be excited at this moment.

This is my disciple, the direct inheritance of the People's Cult, Pangu is authentic. It is a true golden thigh. Its gold content is even higher than that of the Academic Sect and the Jie Sect.

What surprised Fang Qingshan the most was that as he expected, after I recognized him, a wave of overwhelming force came to him instantly.

Luck, endless luck, unprecedented luck.

Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!

But the chessboards of the heavens in the body were also jubilant, and innate restrictions extended at a speed visible to the naked eye.

One, two, three, four...

In an instant, the chessboard of the heavens actually changed from a low-grade innate spiritual treasure to a medium-grade and high-grade one with eight innate restrictions.

The reason why it has such a good effect is entirely because the people's education is full of luck, the Great Treasures suppression, and the number of people is also scarce.

You should know that I am first of all Pangu’s Three Pure Land, so I enjoy a Pangu fortune.

Secondly, he is Hongjun's first disciple, the senior brother of Xuanmen. He is born to be in charge of Xuanmen, so he enjoys the luck of Xuanmen.

Then, the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth. He established the human education and achieved enlightenment, and was born with the human education and had a fortune.

I won’t talk about the others. Just this three-point luck has already made him rest assured and can watch the flowers bloom and fall in front of the courtyard, and follow the clouds rolling in the sky.

In addition, he has the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda of Heaven and Earth and the Tai Chi Diagram to suppress his luck, so he is not worried about his luck.

I just took over a direct inheritance from Xuandu, so I don’t worry about my luck.

People all have more monks and fewer meat, but they are completely full of meat and fewer monks. This is why Fang Qingshan only gained such a great harvest even though he only got a little bit of it.

But before Fang Qingshan's joy fell, even greater surprise came again.

"Since you are my disciple, you can't be too shabby."

I didn't seem to feel the changes in Fang Qingshan's body, and still said slowly,

"Since you have practiced the Five Elements, you will give these Five Spirits Pearls to you!"

As he said that, I waved it lightly, but saw a string of colorful spirit beads falling into Fang Qingshan's hands.

"Thank you, my teacher."

Fang Qingshan took it with a happy look on his face. Although he didn't know the grade of the Five Spirits Pearl, he must be a top-notch product when I took action.
Chapter completed!
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