My Whole Sect Transmigrated to The Interstellar World

Zhang Wushuang looked at the material in his hand with bright eyes, and he felt that he had been opened to a new world.

He has always said that he wants to break the rut of making mechas, but since the development of mechas, there has been a set of fixed inheritance. How difficult is it to rely on him alone? Even he himself will habitually use the old routine, because he also came out of this system.

But now, with Song Ningfeng, he saw a new possibility.

"Master, I'm hungry, I want to learn too."

It doesn't matter to Zhang Wushuang if you don't have face. If you can learn something by losing your face, then losing your face is too valuable.

Song Ningfeng didn't expect him to be such a person, so he couldn't help rubbing the goosebumps on his arm, "Our sect doesn't teach mecha, it may not be what you want."

Zhang Wushuang pulled Song Ningfeng and said, "It doesn't matter! You already said that mechas are just a small path. I can learn from your unscientific ones first, and then I'll be able to master the mechas by the way!"

Song Ningfeng pulled his hand, but didn't move. These mechas are soaked in the laboratory all day, and their bodies look fragile, but they can show super "combat effectiveness" in the things they care about.

"But didn't you say that you have a mentor? Our sect can only worship one master. You can have many teachers here, but a mentor should be almost like a master."

A teacher is just a person who teaches you and others, but a tutor is different. He only takes a few students and will teach you what he has learned throughout his life. Zhang Wushuang's mentor has taught countless people for the New Year, and his ideas have also influenced countless mecha masters, but not everyone can say that they came out of the school of the New Year.

Zhang Wushuang said, "I have been expelled from the division, so it's no problem to worship another division again!"

Song Ningfeng was expressionless: "You didn't tell me that before."

In order to let Song Ningfeng learn from him, Zhang Wushuang made a lot of noise, and now he has become the one who was kicked out by the New Year?

Zhang Wushuang was a little embarrassed, "I just did a little bit of spring and autumn brushwork, but I did study with the people who studied in the New Year, and I do have Li Lin's contact information."

It's just someone I haven't contacted for decades, and I don't know if he deleted him.

Zhang Wushuang silently added in his heart.

At that time, he stubbornly wanted to practice his own ideas, and acted against his mentor's concept of the New Year. He Nian was already seriously ill, and he had to worry about him, "Why can't you take it step by step? Your idea is really naive!"

Later, Zhang Wushuang also felt that the ideas he once had were indeed very immature, but he didn't think so at the time, "Be down-to-earth? Do you just follow the rules you set? Teacher, do you think you are great? Actually You are a sinner. Because of your existence, there is no innovation in mecha, and the development of mecha has stagnated!"

He Nian was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood, "Get out! Get out of here! Don't say that you came out of my door in the future!"

"Okay, I'll get out, and I'll come to see you when I realize my idea."

After Zhang Wushuang left, he really didn't go back. Including the New Year's funeral, he only dared to look at it from a distance. Otherwise, do you want to appear as a loser? No, he hasn't lost yet. As long as he is alive, there is the possibility of realizing his ideas.

Zhang Wushuang shrugged, "That's what happened in the past. I didn't plan to mention those two at first. It's just that you young people are too realistic. You have to pull the banner of those two before you are willing to follow me."

Song Ningfeng: Do you blame me?

Song Ningfeng said, "But not everyone can learn this..."

As he spoke, Song Ningfeng subconsciously used his spiritual power to probe Zhang Wushuang's body, and then showed shock, "Single Linggen, the best lightning attribute? You are actually a genius?"

Song Ningfeng himself is a top-grade Shan Linggen with the thunder attribute. Although he has never been proud of his aptitude, he also knows that this is the aptitude that has been robbed by major sects. Moreover, the spiritual root of the thunder attribute has a natural advantage in refining.

When is this kind of spiritual root like Chinese cabbage, you can pick one up casually?

Zhang Wushuang didn't know what Linggen was, but he could understand the praise of "genius". He immediately floated away, wiped his gray hair proudly, and said, "That's a must. When I was young, Li Lin asked me questions. These geniuses now? Hehe."

Song Ningfeng looked at his fluttering appearance, and was very resistant in his heart, because looking at him like this, he inexplicably thought of Xie Rong. It is enough for the sect to have one person without AC count, and if you add another one, you will be afraid of jumping around.

However, he was also very emotional, this world is so rich in spiritual energy, but the people here don't even know how to cultivate! Song Ningfeng couldn't bear to waste such a great talent.

Song Ningfeng reminded him, "Think about it again, what we need to learn may subvert your cognition, because this is not a system with science, it only exists in your film and television legends. And although your qualifications are good, you are old. It's not easy to do something from scratch."

The road to immortal cultivation is full of difficulties and obstacles, and even the best spiritual roots can’t guarantee a smooth journey. Are there still few geniuses who went crazy and fell inexplicably in history? This has always been a boring or even hopeless road. If you go up without preparation, it will be a waste of everyone's time.

Zhang Wushuang said sternly: "I believe in this sentence, existence is reasonable. If there is something that can subvert my cognition, it means that my previous cognition is too shallow. As for starting from scratch at an age, there is nothing to be afraid of. , the difficulty is difficult, isn't what I am doing now difficult?"

He looked at Song Ningfeng frankly.

Song Ningfeng suddenly realized that although Zhang Wushuang was a little old and looked a little unreliable, he did have a firm mind. His way is not to become an immortal, but to develop the system of mechas and develop mechas. As long as his pursuit is still there, his Dao Heart is very stable.

Song Ningfeng had never accepted apprentices before, because he didn't have that heart, but now that he saw the firm Zhang Wushuang, he had a little heart to accept apprentices.

"Okay. I'll tell you about our sect's situation and rules when I go back. In fact, our sect has a simple relationship. It's just that some bottom-line things can't be done, and there's nothing else."

"Yes, Master!" Zhang Wushuang responded decisively.

After chatting with Zhang Wushuang, Song Ningfeng opened his brain and received news like Xie Rong and Sa Sa bombarded. Xie Rong's news was all information for help, while Sa Sa told him the good things that Xie Rong had done.

Song Ningfeng: …

The thing he regrets the most is to believe in Xie Rong's evil and take him out of the sect! The second thing I regret is that I didn't bring Xie Rong with me all the time and let him go out and let himself go.

The sense of responsibility as a senior brother made him feel guilty: I'm sorry for Master's entrustment, I didn't take good care of others!

Otherwise, before Master starts, should Xie Rong be cleaned up first?

Song Ningfeng glanced at Zhang Wushuang again, and suddenly felt a little regret for his hasty behavior in accepting an apprentice: Being a master has too many things to worry about. .

Why didn't he hold back if he didn't accept his apprentices to keep him safe?

No, in the future, he has to watch Zhang Wushuang carefully, and he can't be the kind of guy Xie Rong who lets go of himself.

Zhang Wushuang didn't know yet that the third uncle, whom he had never met, had already tricked him invisibly. He just saw that Song Ningfeng's expression seemed a little wrong, and couldn't help but ask, "Master, what's wrong?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that your third uncle is causing trouble again. Let's go, let's meet the people from our sect in the capital star first."

Zhang Wushuang called Master Song Ningfeng no pressure, because Song Ningfeng showed a calm and dependable age that did not match his age, and he really had a lot of things to learn from Song Ningfeng. Even seeing the particularly tender-faced Sa Sa, that little uncle was not unable to shout out. But when he saw Xie Rong with a hippy smiling face, the third uncle choked in his throat, making him want to say directly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry to disturb you."

At this moment, he finally understood Song Ningfeng's haggardness when he mentioned Xie Rong: If this was his junior, he would definitely break his legs.

But this is not his junior, but his "elder".

"Senior brother, why did you accept an apprentice to play like Sa Sa? Isn't accepting an apprentice very interesting, then I'll try it next time."

Song Ningfeng gritted his teeth and brought out his long sword, "Let's talk about it when you can live until you accept your apprentices."

Xie Rong turned around and ran, "Senior brother, let's talk about it, Sa Sa, save you, your third brother and me!"

Sa Sa thought she couldn't hear her, she turned her head to Zhang Wushuang and said, "Come here, let's have some tea."

Zhang Wushuang is also very calm, this is because his identity does not allow, otherwise he would like to get started.

But Li Chengyu, the honest man, was a little worried, "Master, nothing will happen, right?"

Song Ningfeng's sword was cold, looking like a big killer. Although he also felt that it was a bit embarrassing to recognize this third uncle, but it really wouldn't kill him.

"Don't worry about him, he just takes a bite while Master is away, and he'll be fine. If he's about to die, he'll still have a life-sustaining pill, or just throw it in the medical cabin." Sa Sa felt like he didn't help the big man The senior brother handed over the sword, which is already a very brother-sister relationship.

After a while, Xie Rong with a blue nose and a swollen face came back.

Song Ningfeng was behind him, and said in a deep voice, "I haven't tried it for a while, but your cultivation has not improved by an inch. You won't be able to pass the test in front of Master, so you should ask for more blessings."

In fact, with Xie Rong's cultivation base, it was easy to erase the ordinary wounds on his body, but these wounds were left by Song Ningfeng on his face.

Xie Rong cared about his face, with a pig-headed face, he would not go out to attract bees and butterflies.

Xie Rong wanted to cry but had no tears. He ran fast enough, but Song Ningfeng was more than a realm higher than him. He couldn't fight and he couldn't run, what could he do?

He could only mumble and say, "You don't need to tell me, I have to cultivate well too. Isn't it because my cultivation is higher than mine, and when I surpass you, I will also clean up you."

How could Song Ningfeng not hear what he said? He glanced at Xie Rong lightly and said, "I'm waiting for that day."

He cleaned up his own people and joked, but Song Ningfeng didn't really send Xie Rong to join the family. He let Xie Rong stay honest for the past two days, and he took care of the rest.

How could Xie Rong not be honest? With his current face, he doesn't even want to open the live broadcast.

After tidying up Xie Rong, Song Ningfeng remembered the business, he took out the mecha he just made and said, "Sa Sa, this is the mecha I just made, try it out, if you have any problems, I will come back and change it for you. change."

The time was limited, Song Ningfeng was concerned about the performance of the mecha, and didn't have time to fix so many bells and whistles. The teachers at the school said that Sa Sa should have her own mecha earlier.

So Song Ningfeng felt that the performance was good, so he brought it to Sa Sa first. It can be improved further in the future.

Sa Sa is not the kind of person who pays attention to gorgeous appearance, what is ugly! She knows the level of the senior brother, and he can get the mecha, so he can't go wrong!

She rushed over immediately and said with a smile, "I'm going to the training ground to try."

Song Ningfeng looked back at Li Chengyu and said, "Sorry, I didn't know that Sa Sa had an apprentice before. You are a major with her, and you also need a mecha. I will design one for you in two days."

Li Chengyu shook his head in a panic: "No no no, no need."

That gray mecha, with a weird shape, looks like it has been patched, even the primary mecha is not so ugly. Of course, Li Chengyu is not the kind of person who looks at the appearance of mechas, but the performance of mechas is related to the shape, which he has never seen before.

It doesn't look like a serious mecha!

He was very worried that Sa Sa would have an accident such as a mecha explosion during training. He was thinking about how to persuade Sa Sa without hurting Song Ningfeng. He didn't expect that Song Ningfeng would be generous enough to give him one.

"Don't be polite to me, it's all my own."

Li Chengyu couldn't help but ponder: If the mecha explodes, can his small body withstand it?