A young girl swung her sleeves, rolled up a fragrance, stepped on the carriage and left sullenly.
"No, it's obviously your own poor quality that doesn't meet the entry standard of our immortal sect. How come I'm still sick? "
Wen Ping helplessly spread his hands and looked at the people around him, hoping to find a person who agreed with him.
But it's not the egg!
None of them.
Instead, everyone around him looked at him with a strange look, like a fool.
"Master Wen, your immortal sect is not even the one star sect, and you are still delusional?"
"At the age of 15, he has refined his body five times. The three-star sect of this kind of genius will be scrambling for it. Which round will he get your immortal sect?"
"I think you are stupid."
"Immortality, we'll go to another place." A seven-year-old boy biting the sugar gourd gave Wen Ping a look of disdain.
Whoosh!
I sucked the clear nose that was almost to my mouth.
After a few words of discussion, the crowd dispersed.
"That child, you come here, I promise not to kill you! If you are weaned, you dare to laugh at me! "
Wen Ping stood in the same place, looking a little ugly.
When everyone at the registration office left, Wen Ping could only look up at Tiantian and sigh.
Oh, my God!
Is there a system I can't stand up?
System, you are a pit, why set this kind of standard?
The beginning of practice is physical training. One can be achieved at the age of 10, but it takes at least 10 years for ordinary people to reach five levels. Except for a few talents, they are destined to set foot on the road of practice.
To reach the quintuple realm of physical training at the age of 15 is definitely a doomed genius.
Whenever his reputation spread, 2-star and 3-star sect would visit him.
And why does a small sect, which can't even be regarded as a one star sect, have such a high entry standard?
It had to start from the afternoon a week ago!
……
As usual, Wen Ping stood at the stone steps at the foot of the mountain, waving his hand and staring at the other end of the street.
Behind him is the sword stele of immortal sect. It is made of vajrayate. It is five meters high and one meter wide. It points straight to the sky like a sword and engraves three words immortal sect.
The three characters of immortal clan were written by Wen Ping's wife and grandfather with their fingers. If you can leave traces on Vajrayana, you must go beyond the realm of refining. Even the 13th highest realm of refining can't hurt Vajrayana at all.
All the people in this realm are the overlord of this land.
Immortal sect, only three words, although few words, but the momentum is magnificent, penetrating. At that time, even the Lord of Cangwu city at the foot of the mountain came to bow to it. There were more than ten thousand people passing under it every day.
Now, Wen Ping can only stand in front of it and say goodbye to others.
"Goodbye!"
With a good-bye, I sent away the last 10 disciples of immortal sect.
From today on.
An immortal sect in nuota, once known as the 2-star sect, is the overlord standing hundreds of miles around. Now only his 18-year-old clan leader, the old man Wang Bo and his mountain dog are left. Ha ha.
The immortal sect is officially dead in name.
Just then, a voice came from my ear.
"Activating Super portal system. "
Sound is that kind of electronic sound, no emotion.
Wen Ping was surprised and turned to look at the grass beside him.
"Come out!"
"Who's there?"
"Host, don't look. I'm in your brain. Unless you want to cut it open, you can't find me even if you find death."
"Who are you?"
"I'm not human, and I have no life, but I'm your fateful partner - Super clan system."
"Super clan system?"
"Yes."
Then a pop-up window jumped out.
Wen Ping
gender: male
realm: 7-fold training
sect Star: none
[super sect system: building a sect needs powerful tutors, excellent disciples, and more importantly, resources to cultivate students and attract teachers. This system is dedicated to provide this unique resource for the host, from dumbbell down to space transmission array, everything, just to create a unique super clan. 】
Wen Ping didn't look at his information carefully, but focused on the explanation of zongmen system.
Can it help you stand up?
Can we bring immortal sect back from the dead?
Before Wen Ping spoke again, the voice of the system arrived as scheduled. "Considering the current situation of the host, it's too difficult to revive the immortal sect, so the first welfare task was issued."[main task: rebuilding the main hall]
[as a sign face of the clan gate and a high-rise office space, the main hall should not be too shabby. It needs to shock people to show the clan gate's bearing. 】
[the first transformation is free, and the transformation time is 10 hours. 】
[reward for completion: 3 times gravity field]
Free renovation of the main hall, not bad welfare.
Wen Ping hasn't been there for a long time since the hall was knocked down by a strong man from outside a year ago, but he still vaguely remembers the ruins. The elder of zongmen often asked him to renovate the main hall, but he refused.
Nothing else, just because there's no money.
Since his father's death and lack of money, he has never thought about reviving the immortal clan.
However, since God has given us a super sect system, it is imperative to revive the immortal sect. Not for the sake of being able to look up in front of others and be upright; not for the sake of being able to eat well and sleep soundly, but for the sake of being addicted to being the leader.
At the beginning of his father's words, tens of thousands of people followed him. No matter where they went, everyone called Lord Wen, and some clan leaders took the initiative to give him their beautiful daughters as apprentices
I think it's beautiful.
"Go, go home!"
Looking at the last 10 people have gone down Yunlan mountain, Wen Ping turns and goes to the top of the stone steps.
Half way through, he saw Uncle Wang with a wrinkled face running towards him, running down the steps carefully, with a broom in his hand, and a mountain dog half a person tall beside him. Ha ha.
Uncle Wang yelled: "master, something's wrong. Just now, the main hall was wrapped in a white fog, and there were many strange sounds coming from inside! It's very possible that a demon has broken into our immortal clan. "
Wen pingleng for a while, and then hurriedly toward the main hall.
Demon?
No, how could immortal come?
On the square, overlooking the main hall a hundred meters away, I saw the white fog wrapped in the main hall, which was extraordinary.
Fog is not fog, because his perception can not penetrate.
However, after walking in, Wen Ping was relieved, and a particularly conspicuous hint appeared in the white fog.
[remaining time: 9 hours and 55 minutes. 】
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