Super Sect System

"Like Grandpa?"

Hanako Xun was stunned and didn't quite understand what Wen Ping meant.

Wen Ping went on to say: "Because only grandpa can be so meticulous, and even feel a little verbose. If you are a father, you usually give your children more freedom. For example, choices."

Hearing the word choice, Huazixun was stunned.

He doesn't want to argue with Wen Ping. In his opinion, Wen Ping is not too old. Without a child, he would not feel how he feels now, nor would he understand why he did it. In the past few days, he has considered repeatedly and has been choosing between the two. The Immortal Sect is generous, and it is undeniable that the Immortal Sect is really good.

However, Mi Tianzong has a profound background, and the cultivation experience and combat experience accumulated over thousands of years and generations are not comparable to the emerging sects.

"Sect Master Wen, I understand what you mean. But there are some things that can't be done by the Xinxing Sect. For example, take cultivation as an example. What kind of path a person is suitable for, what kind of exercises are suitable for practice, these require experience To judge, high realm and strong strength does not mean that he can become a good teacher."

Wen Ping asked, "Patriarch Hua, do you still want your daughter to go to Mitianzong?"

"I have this idea, but it's not very clear. I don't understand the Immortal Sect. The standard of entry is so high, and you need to pay to enter the sect... I have never seen this kind of sect."

"See you now?"

"Let’s open your eyes, but let’s go back to the question just now. What is suitable and not suitable? If this path is chosen wrong, then the future path will follow the wrong path. The old man chose the wrong path at the beginning, so it has been I can’t break through to the upper realm of the Profound Profound Realm, but my seniors and brothers have already reached the upper realm of the Profound Profound Realm, half a step in the Profound Profound Realm.”

Wen Ping laughed at what Huazixun said.

This old man is interesting.

Is this indirectly saying that he can't teach people?

Immediately, Wen Ping's single eyes were golden.

Jin Bu's eyes are open!

Staring at Huazixun with Jinbu eyes, Huazixun's exercises can be seen at a glance.

"Yellow Grade Middle Grade-Tyrant Body Jue." Wen Ping said silently in his heart.

According to this method, Huazixun's practice of the stick method is not a problem. Both are closely related in strength. However, when Wen Ping looked down again, the Huang-level mid-range Tyrant Body Jue immediately exposed a lot of problems, and the total number of bits and pieces was nearly 20.

Most of them are deficiencies in the exercise method, so let it be only a yellow-level middle-grade exercise method.

When she continued to look at her, Hua Zixun spoke, "Sect Master Wen, you..."

The golden eyes shocked him.

This Immortal Sect Master is actually the offspring of monsters and humans?

Multiplying between people, there will be no eyesight. If your eyes are brown, then the offspring can only say brown. But if combined with a monster, the monster is red eyes, and your offspring must have double eyes, that is, one red and one brown.

Wen Ping ignored Hua Zixun’s inquiry and said, “Clan leader Hua, in fact, why the Xinxing Sect suddenly rises depends on its rich background. For example, you, I have never seen you make a move, but I can still judge your cultivation. It’s the Overlord Body Art, and the quality should be around the yellow grade middle grade. If it’s a low grade... with your qualifications, you won’t be able to pass the Profound Realm in your entire life, and it’s useless to work hard. Only middle grade, plus your acquired Only with the hard work can we achieve today’s achievements."

"Huh?" Huazixun said suspiciously.

Before he could speak, Wen Ping continued: "However, it gave you something and made you lose more...because it is simply incomplete."

Humph!

Hanako Xun's eyes shot out.

Looking at Wen Ping, the heart beat faster.

The Tyrant Jue—the artifact of the Hua family’s town clan, only the patriarchs of the past know that it is actually a fragmented scroll!

But Wen Ping could say it casually.

...

Xingyuecheng.

"roll!"

Yun Liao stared coldly at the group of people standing outside the city-they were all members of the Hundred Sect Alliance.

Since the president. After the death of the vice president and various high-level officials, they were all found out by Yun Liao. Yun Liao was very straightforward. He did what the Sect Master had let the Hundred Sect Alliance get out. Before leaving, none of those people dared to turn their heads and fled in all directions, lest they would be killed after a step.

This time they left, it was time for Yun Liao to return to Cangwu City.

Yun Liao gave his parents a long hug.

"Father, mother, take care of yourself."

Father Yun answered, "The Yun family is proud of you."

Following the words of Father Yun, most of the people in Xingyue City who came here to see him off looked at Yun Liao in admiration.

Because Yun Liao is the first Profound Realm in Xingyue City!

Yun Liao nodded, leaving a smile, then turned around and walked away.

Murongxi followed behind, and marched forward with a motorcade full of food that could not be seen at a glance.

The sound of axles keeps talking.

At this moment, everyone is happy, because the food can be solved, and they have reached a long-term cooperation plan with the Yun family. In the future, there is no need to rely on Heiyan City. Cangwu City can continue to feed the livestock without cutting down the forest and planting rice. .

They all thought about it. As long as their relatives feed the livestock, they must tell them never to sell things to them in Black Rock City.

Let them eat rice every day.

There are not a few people who feed livestock on a large scale in Heiyan City. If they go hunting, they will definitely enter the Demon King's territory.

That Demon King is not like the Demon King of Cangwu City.

In this way, time passed, and Cangwu City gradually approached.

Suddenly, someone exclaimed.

"Look at the back!"

Following his exclaiming, Yun Liao and Murongxi turned to look at the sky behind them.

At this look, the mighty giant group of monsters immediately changed Yun Liao's expression. Even if it was a few kilometers away, the oppressive aura from the giant monster still shocked him. And the motorcade behind him became turbulent because of the approach of the giant monster group. Yun Liao quickly turned around and saw that the horses pulling the cart were all neighing with fright.

There are many who have to break free of the reins and escape.

This feeling is like the herd feels that disaster is coming.

"Stop Mala!"

Murongxi shouted quickly.

The horse ran away, then how to transport the grain back to Cangwu City?

This is a ration for 100,000 people. It is moved by manpower. I don't know when and when it will be moved.

"Cangwu city man, use your strength, if you can't hold the horse, we are in trouble."

Hearing Murongxi's shout~www.ltnovel.com~ Yun Liao quickly got off his horse, raised his hand, grabbed the four running horses beside him, and pressed it directly on the spot.

Giant monsters are demons to such ordinary animals, and it is normal for them to escape-he still understands this.

It was at this moment that the giant group of monsters that looked like a dark cloud above their heads approached, and Yun Liao said quickly: "Hold the horse, they will fly over soon."

As soon as the voice fell, the giant demon suddenly stopped on top of his head.

Standing behind the giant demon, Nan Hao looked at the long motorcade below, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's a coincidence that I encountered the grain transport team in Cangwu City... detain them!"

Nanhao's voice fell, and hundreds of people jumped from behind several giant monsters.

boom!

boom!

The sound of landing is endless.

After landing, the hundred people who came down showed their murderous weapons at the same time, and surrounded the food transport team into caged beasts.