Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

As soon as the old Master Chunyang finished speaking, his inner world was like a thunder pool with countless thunder exploding. Then he found that the Taoist injuries that had been entangled in his body disappeared without a trace.

He was even surprised to find out.

In the location of his inner sea of ​​consciousness, there are a few drops of crystal clear liquid.

“This, this, this…”

"Could it be...could it be the legendary thunder pool liquid?"

The Thunder Pool Liquid produced in the Thunder Pool has the effect of promoting the strengthening and tempering of the body and enhancing the breakthrough realm, which makes the old headmaster puzzled.

"A special compensation after the warning?"

"Who is Li Chunyang and why..."

"Boom!!!"

The old master was so scared that he immediately covered his mouth, and even slapped himself in the face and cursed in his heart, "Look at my mouth."

But he did remember the name Li Chunyang.

This person should have been his disciple, but he could not bear the consequences of his actions.

.......

The old master dared not spread the things happening here, and kept them in his heart.

Because he knew that once this matter got out, it might cause an uproar.

So he chose to remain silent and buried the secret deep in his heart.

The Thunder Pool Liquid that he had suddenly obtained by surprise also began to take effect in his body, repairing his hidden dangers and strengthening and tempering his body.

This made the old headmaster Chunyang very excited. He felt an unprecedented force surging in his body, as if it was about to break free from the shackles and break out of the cocoon.

In order to avoid any accidents, he specially asked for leave from his boss, who was the previous previous head of their Chunyang Sect and also his master's master.

He hopes to devote himself to cultivation wholeheartedly without being disturbed by the outside world, so as to improve his strength as quickly as possible.

After all, in this heavenly palace, only strength is the most reliable guarantee.

Each sect has its own power in the Heavenly Palace. In order to avoid accidents, all disciples who ascend to heaven will be assigned to the same lineage.

In this way, these disciples can be better protected and trained, allowing them to adapt to the environment of heaven more quickly and improve their strength.

Of course, there were also some sects that fell due to lack of strength and the fact that they were forced to go out to slay demons and monsters while the Heavenly Court was out, leaving the sects below without support.

Although this situation is relatively rare, it does exist. In this world where the strong prey on the weak, everything is full of variables.

.........

Ziwei Palace.

A small and exquisite Zen room appeared out of nowhere at the place where Yuan Hong was in seclusion.

Nuwa, the goddess who was hanging in the air above the Chaos Bell, woke up from her nap at this time.

"Feel the aura of Lingzhu'er?"

Nuwa raised her hand, and the Chaos Bell hanging above her head immediately fell into her hand. She looked at the Chaos Bell in front of her carefully.

After a long while, he spoke: "Although the power of the Chaos Bell is still there, the true soul configuration of the Chaos Bell is gone. If we only rely on the power of the Chaos Bell without the help of the Chaos Bell's original soul to deduce, it seems that we will not be able to get a limited result."

"But why do you suddenly feel something today?"

The Chaos Clock jumped on Nuwa's fingertips and she continued to communicate and deduce.

However, what Nuwa Niangniang deduced was not with the help of the Way of Heaven. Instead, she took advantage of this period of time to learn from Fuxi and tried to communicate with the Great Dao for deduction.

She already understands.

If she wants to find out the news that is covered up by the Heavenly Dao, she can only use a more powerful avenue than it, so that she can get what she wants.

........

.........

"This time, the leaders of each peak must accept one person."

Master Chunyang reiterated his request and glanced at the masters of each peak.

Then it fell on Master Jianmu.

Zhenren Jianmu was dressed in a black robe, with his long hair simply tied up with a hair tie, but his face looked like that of a middle-aged man. His eyes were lazy and lacked fighting spirit, and there was no fear at all when he looked at the headmaster.

He crossed his arms over his chest and raised his chin slightly, as if to express his attitude to the headmaster.

——I won’t compromise easily.

The headmaster frowned and sighed inwardly.

This junior brother Jianmu is always so stubborn and never listens to his senior brother.

But as the head master, he cannot let this situation continue. He must complete his master's mission and make Jianmu accept him as a disciple this time.

So, the headmaster withdrew his gaze and turned to the other peak masters: "Peak masters, do you have any disciples that you are optimistic about?"

The other elders shook their heads, saying that they needed to observe for a while. They knew that this time, recruiting disciples was of vital importance to the sect, and they couldn't make a hasty decision.

The headmaster nodded, and then instructed the deacon disciple beside him: "Bring up the disciples who performed the best in this test."

As the headmaster finished speaking, a deacon disciple immediately took the order and left.

About half a while later, rows of disciples who had passed the test followed the law enforcement disciples into the hall and stood in rows.

Each of these disciples looked nervous but full of anticipation as they looked ahead.

They all hope to be chosen by a peak master and become a formal disciple.

The disciples were arranged in order according to their test scores.

They knew that the next moments would determine their future fate.

"Headmaster."

The deacon disciple pointed to the two rows in front and spoke first, "These are the top ten in this assessment. They are all monks with mortal martial arts and some magical powers."

“The talents are all excellent.”

"Here are their assessment results and their detailed information."

As the law enforcement disciple spoke, he used the projection spirit stone to project the most recent information into the hall, allowing the many elders to see it clearly.

The most outstanding ones among them are three, namely Ao Xin, who ranks first but has some dragon blood, and the human genius, Ling Qiangu and Mo Shanshan, who rank second and third.

As for other talents and potentials, they are much worse than these three.

But he also stood out among many disciples.

"I didn't expect that the bloodline of the dragon clan also wanted to worship me, Chunyang."

An elder started to discuss.

In the ancient concept of dragons, they all have their own inherited skills and will not easily join human sects.

Even if they are half-dragons with only partial dragon blood.

But this time, there was obviously something wrong with Ao Xin.

"According to the previous rules, those who pass the disciple assessment and the competition have the power to choose their master. So, Junior Brother Ao Xin, you can choose one of the senior uncles and aunts above as your master. Of course, there is no possibility of being rejected."

The deacon disciple spoke in friendship.

"Thank you, senior brother."

Ao Xin bowed to the deacon disciple, then glanced at the elders above.

same......

Behind each elder there was a different light shining, which represented the mountain or palace they belonged to, like bright stars dotted in the sky.

Ao Xin's eyes naturally fell on the headmaster. He was looking forward to becoming a disciple of this powerful figure. The headmaster was of course the strongest one in the Chunyang Sect. However, the headmaster of Chunyang Sect quickly said, "I already have a disciple. I have no plans to accept a disciple this time."

The headmaster said, his eyes fell on Jianmu. In fact, the headmaster did not have any disciples, but he raised Long Liyi as his own daughter, and at the same time he had to worry about Li Chunyang's affairs, so he really did not have more energy to take care of other disciples.

therefore……

However, facing the gaze of the headmaster, Master Jianmu decisively chose to ignore it.

"This……"

Ao Xin never expected that she would be rejected before she even opened her mouth, and she felt a little disappointed. She had no choice but to turn her attention to the other elders, hoping to get their approval.

"Besides me, Ao Xin, you can choose any one of the elders as your master."

The headmaster advised patiently and glanced at Jianmu intentionally or unintentionally.

This was of course noticed by Ao Xin, but he didn't understand why the headmaster recommended him so much, and the other elders didn't seem to want to speak up, as if everyone thought they should be chosen.

“This real person…”

"I am currently teaching my junior apprentice Li Chunyang and junior apprentice Long Liyi. I really cannot spare the time to teach other disciples. Ao Xin, you should choose another elder as your master."

Ao Xin was rejected by Master Jianmu before he could finish his words, which made him feel really uncomfortable.

As for Jianmu, he actually wanted to accept a disciple, but he didn't seem to have a very friendly impression of the dragon clan. Although he had no grudges against the dragon clan, he just didn't like them. It was probably instinct.

Jianmu Zhenren glanced at Ao Xin and sighed inwardly. It was not that he did not want to accept a disciple, but he always had an indescribable feeling towards the dragon clan.

The dragon race might be gifted with great talents, but Jianmu just instinctively disliked the dragon race. This inexplicable feeling made it impossible for Jianmu to accept them as his apprentice.

"Ah? Brother, are you taking care of me?"

Long Liyi immediately felt something was wrong, so she lowered her voice and asked Master Jianmu.

The sound was very small, but those present were all people with cultivation, so they could naturally hear it clearly. This made Ao Xin's face look even uglier. What did he do wrong today?

Why am I humiliated again and again?

"Jianmu!" Master Chunyang glared at him and said sternly, "Have you forgotten what Master has entrusted to you? Don't let Master down again."

"Senior brother..."

Jianmu frowned, and secretly complained in his heart. This master teacher really showed no mercy, leaving no way for him to survive. He secretly muttered in his heart that this child didn't look very smart. If he really accepted a disciple, he would only want a female disciple, not a male disciple.

"Since you say so, senior brother, then I will accept it..." Jianmu sighed helplessly, thinking that he couldn't escape it anyway, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

As he spoke, Jianmu Zhenren's eyes swept back and forth among the disciples present, as if he was selecting the right candidate. However, his actions made the elders on the side nervous, and they all started to persuade him.

"Junior Brother Jianmu, you can't be so willful. Master has already said that you must accept a disciple this time."

"Yes, yes... Junior Brother, you can't act recklessly just because you have the strongest cultivation."

"That's right, Li Yi and Chun Yang have grown up. You don't need to worry about taking care of them anymore."

The elders talked one after another, which made the disciples who passed the test present understand that Zhenren Jianmu was actually the strongest one in Chunyang Sect.

Ao Xin also suddenly realized that the headmaster was not targeting him.

But the headmaster really wants him to become a disciple of the strongest person, and it seems that he also intends to form a strong alliance.

And these are the Li Yi and Chun Yang they mentioned?

Was he adopted by Master Jianmu?

Listening to the tones of the elders, it seemed that these two people had a special status in Chunyang Sect, and they seemed to be very popular among the elders.

"Long Liyi......."

"Cough cough cough......"

The head master felt very upset. It was obviously him who took care of the little junior sister and brought her up... Jianmu had always been taking care of her. No, no, no, this guy didn't do that at all. This guy had always been lazy and slacking off.

He also took care of Chunyang.

Can't these guys see it?

Open your eyes and talk nonsense!

Secretly taking note of these elders who could not see the situation clearly, Sect Leader Chunyang decided to withhold resources from them and settle accounts with them one by one later.

"Okay, okay, okay."

Jianmu glared impatiently at the group of elders who were talking at once and making as much noise as a vegetable market.

"Since you must accept a disciple, then I will accept Mo Shanshan."

Jianmu finally made a choice and chose Mo Shanshan, who was in the top three.

"Go, go, go!"

"This is really great."

"Hurry up and have the disciples set off the fireworks. Junior Brother Jianmu has already recruited disciples..."

"This is a big day, celebrate it."

When the elders heard that Jianmu was willing to accept Mo Shanshan as his disciple, they were so excited.

Among so many elders of Chunyang Sect, only Jianmu has no disciples.

Not even the registered disciples.

"Mo Shanshan, are you willing to become Jianmu Zhenren's disciple?" Although the headmaster was very happy in his heart, he still decided to ask the other party according to the procedure, "The Jianmu Zhenren in front of you is the strongest person in our Chunyang Sect. Moreover, Jianmu is also a sword-wielding elder and my junior brother. He has been recognized by many of our elders."

"you shut up!"

The headmaster wanted to say something, but Jianmu shut him up in one breath.

"Ah this..."

Sect Leader Chunyang was speechless for the moment, mainly because his junior fellow disciple's aura was a bit too strong at the moment.

"My daughter is willing to take Jianmu Zhenren as her master."

Mo Shanshan and others also realized that among the elders in front of them, even the head sect master had to give way to Master Jianmu. Master Jianmu obviously had the highest status in Chunyang Sect. Didn't they see that at this time, Master Jianmu didn't even give the head sect any face.

"Good good."

The headmaster was so happy to hear this that he personally cast a spell to send Mo Shanshan behind Master Jianmu, and at the same time gave Qingfeng, a fifth-rank long sword magic weapon.

"This is for you, my little nephew."

Long Liyi took out a gourd and gave it to Mo Shanshan. "This is the elixir I got from the alchemy elder. I'll give it all to you this time."