Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Mo Fan finally chose Situ Yunzhen and bowed to him on one knee.

"Disciple Zheng Dao, hello to Master!"

"Hahahahaha...!"

"it is good!"

Situ Yunzhen's face lit up when he heard this, and he laughed loudly, "Zheng Dao, don't worry, you will never regret your choice today!"

After saying that, he waved his hand casually, and a powerful force instantly lifted Mo Fan, who was kneeling on one knee, up from the ground.

At this time, the old man Yunshang sighed helplessly, then smiled at Mo Fan and said, "Since you have made your choice, it only means that you and I are not destined to be master and disciple. I hope you can improve under the guidance of Brother Situ. I look forward to seeing the sixth Nascent Soul cultivator appear in the Holy Land in the near future!"

"Disciple will definitely try his best to live up to the great expectations of the ancestor!"

Mo Fan bowed to Patriarch Yunshang, who nodded and then disappeared in a flash.

When Yun Chang reappeared, she was already in the middle of the air, and then she said, "This ancestor declares that this sect competition is over!"

"At the same time, I have something else to announce!"

"From today on, Zheng Dao will be removed from the Heavenly Ranking and promoted to the third direct disciple of our Tianlu Holy Land!"

Yunchang's voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the Tianlu Dojo.

With a flash of light, Mo Fan disappeared from the spot.

When his group of grass-protecting messengers arrived, they had already lost any trace of Mo Fan.

Among the girls, Lu Qianqian stared at the place where Mo Fan disappeared for a long time, and murmured: "Senior Brother Zheng Dao, I should have blessed you, but why can't I say it...Rather than you becoming a direct disciple, I would rather you still be the number one on the Heavenly Ranking, so that there will be no distance between us..."

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Lu Qianqian and sighed, "Girl, don't stand there like an idiot. Come back with Grandpa!"

"Grandpa, I have clearly tried very hard to get closer to Senior Brother Zheng Dao, and I have successfully squeezed into the Heavenly Ranking, but why am I still so far away from him that I can't even say goodbye..."

Lu Qianqian turned around and looked at her grandfather with a sad face.

"Girl, the fate of all of us has actually been predetermined. Some people are born as eagles flying in the sky, while others are born destined to sink and float in the mire for the rest of their lives.

Zheng Dao is just a guy who was teased by fate for a while. He seems to be born in a quagmire, but in fact he will rise to the top sooner or later!

Ever since those two Nascent Soul ancestors set their sights on him, you and he have been from different worlds!"

"Grandpa, I'm so tired. Do you think Senior Brother Zheng Dao will remember me?"

"But it doesn't matter. Being a direct disciple is much better than being a core disciple. I should be happy for Senior Brother Zheng Dao!"

Lu Qianqian smiled bitterly with a lonely look.

Seeing his granddaughter's expression, Lu Yao shook his head and said meaningfully: "Sometimes progressing too fast is not necessarily a good thing. Although everyone aspires to be a direct disciple, huge risks are also hidden in the huge benefits!"

"However, since we started our cultivation journey, we are destined to go against the will of heaven. Our lives will never be peaceful!"

……

Mo Fan naturally didn't understand how many women's hearts were hurt by his sudden departure.

He was caught and taken away by Situ Yunzhen. During this process, Mo Fan was very nervous, fearing that his false identity would be discovered by Situ Yunzhen.

Fortunately, Liu Zhengde's secret art of painting skin was so extraordinary that it did not arouse Situ Yunzhen's suspicion at all.

After flying in the clouds, Mo Fan and Situ Yunzhen arrived at the top of a high mountain.

The name of the mountain is Yunwu Peak, and it is also the place where Situ Yunzhen practices.

As soon as he arrived at Yunwu Peak, Mo Fan saw countless figures sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain practicing, breathing out clouds and mist to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

"The thing that I like to do most in my life is to teach and impart knowledge, so as you can see, all the monks on this mountain are my disciples!"

Situ Yunzhen pointed at the figures practicing below, but the words he spoke shocked Mo Fan so much that his mouth opened wide.

In Mo Fan's opinion, this is a bit exaggerated.

You said that you are a big shot at the Nascent Soul stage, so it is understandable that you teach and impart knowledge, but having hundreds of disciples all over the mountain is a bit too much, isn’t it?

Of course, Mo Fan didn't dare to say what was in his mind at this time.

Perhaps he saw what Mo Fan was thinking, Situ Yunzhen smiled and said: "Of course, they are different from you, they are just nominal disciples of the master, but you are the fifth disciple of the master, and also the only one in existence!

So your status is far higher than theirs.”

After Situ Yunzhen said this, Mo Fan felt much better. Otherwise, he would have fought so hard and desperately only to be treated the same as hundreds of other cultivators. This would have been a little hard for him to accept.

But soon he frowned again. Situ Yunzhen's words revealed a lot of information. He immediately asked, "Master, are the four brothers who ranked before me dead?"

"Yeah, they're all dead!"

Situ Yunzhen sighed helplessly, which made Mo Fan feel a little uneasy.

Being your disciple will mean your life will be short!

"These are all sad things for the master, so I won't mention them any more. But don't worry, I will definitely let you inherit my legacy in the future!"

Situ Yunzhen smiled slightly, and then introduced Mo Fan to the registered disciples below.

"Greetings, Senior Brother!!"

All the disciples opened their eyes, then stood up and bowed respectfully to Mo Fan.

Although Mo Fan was only Situ Yunzhen's fifth direct disciple, since the previous four had died, he naturally became the eldest senior brother of this group of registered disciples.

"No need to be polite!"

Mo Fan quickly waved his hands, signaling the monks to continue their cultivation.

Situ Yunzhen smiled when he saw this, and then explained to Mo Fan a lot of things he needed to pay attention to as his disciple, as well as the benefits, etc...

After a long time, he gave Mo Fan a token and said with a smile: "This is a personal order. With this order, you can go to the Holy Land Library to read the martial arts that suit you!

At the same time, you can also use this order to go to the Merit Tower to receive the corresponding cultivation resources! "

Mo Fan was immediately delighted when he heard this, this is a good thing!

After he took the token, he asked tentatively: "Master, is there any Tianlu Yanshen Jue in the library?"

"The Tianlu Divine Art is one of the three great martial arts of our Tianlu Holy Land. The library naturally does not have it. Even as your master, I cannot teach it to you alone. Instead, you must go to the forbidden land to find the Wuji Patriarch to give it to you."

After Situ Yunzhen finished speaking, he smiled and explained, "This is because of the rules of the Holy Land. In order to prevent the three major techniques from being leaked out, any disciple who wants to practice the three complete techniques must go to the forbidden area. Not only does he need to let the Wuji Patriarch teach him the techniques, but he also needs to set up a mental restriction to prevent the techniques from being leaked out.

So if you want to learn, I will go and apply to Wuji Patriarch for this matter later. After Wuji Patriarch agrees, I can really take you there."

Mo Fan nodded upon hearing this, and then quickly bowed to Situ Yunzhen: "Thank you for troubling me, Master!"

"It's okay. You are my disciple, so I will naturally help you. But before that, I suggest you go to the library to see if there is any technique that suits you."

"Yes!"

The next day.

Mo Fan left Yunwu Peak early in the morning and headed for the library.

Situ Yunzhen stood on the top of the mountain, looking at Mo Fan's receding back. His originally gentle eyes gradually became cold, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly.