Whether Zhou Sheng is the protagonist or not, in fact, Wang Xu doesn't care very much.

Having experienced so many worlds and so many accumulations, now he has long since fledgled his wings.

The protagonist is not allowed to cultivate step by step.

Zhou Sheng's talent is not high, and by the time he cultivates the Dao Golden Immortal Realm, Wang Xu will already be a quasi-saint or a saint.

Forget it, no matter what he does, it's better to leave it to Yang Chan as a whetstone.

As for whether he will raise tigers for trouble, Wang Xu is not worried at all, because Yang Jian's growth trajectory can be regarded as a miracle in the flood and famine.

Born with a third-order, ten years to the sixth-order, down the mountain to seal the gods to bless luck, and come back to cultivate again is the power of the golden immortal.

What the real Yang Jian is like, Wang Xu doesn't dare to guarantee, but he dares to say that after becoming a god, he has a great possibility of directly achieving the Golden Immortal.

When the time comes, not to mention the third generation of disciples, even among the second generation of disciples, there are very few people who can defeat him.

He is the protagonist of the first calamity after the great prosperity of humanity, even if Zhou Sheng is a quasi-saint returning, he dare not say that he can cultivate faster than him.

What's more, the first time they looked at each other, Zhou Sheng subconsciously dodged, which was a sign of lack of confidence.

Wang Xu has reason to believe that no matter whether Zhou Sheng is the reincarnation of an ancient power, a foreign soul relinquishing, or returning from rebirth in the future, he is afraid of him, and no matter how strong he is, he can't hide his external strength.

In the next time, Wang Xu was still stubborn, pretending to be kind to others.

Yang Chan relapsed again, using her revolutionary capital to deceive spells from a group of brothers and sisters.

Zhou Sheng, it's a bit interesting, he actually took advantage of being an old disciple and organized his own small group by teaching supernatural spells.

Not to mention, it really made him win over a group of people, a bit of a leading brother.

Affected by this, Yang Chan was not to be outdone and began to form her own flower protection team.

The two of them tossed and tossed, except for some disciples who were dedicated to penance and were not moved by external objects, the registered disciples living on Yuquan Mountain were basically headed by the two of them.

Wang Xu didn't participate in it, and even after noticing Zhou Sheng's movements, he had a lower opinion of him.

Only jackals will gather, tigers will always be alone, and the desolate world is a world where strength is respected, Zhou Sheng sacrificed his time to guide his younger brothers and sisters, so as to maintain the normal operation of the small group.

The strong do not worry about no one to take refuge, and the weak team built up with friendship, family affection, and love is of no use in the face of the strong.

Obviously, Zhou Sheng can't be called a strong man, and such an eye-catching and low-handed behavior is no different from a fool in Wang Xu's eyes.

As for Yang Chan's side, Wang Xu already knew that she didn't have the potential to enlighten the Golden Immortal, so she could play as she wanted.

With him as a backer, Yang Chan's future may have twists and turns, but no matter how big the twists and turns are, the ending will be happy after all, whether she works hard or not is not important in Wang Xu's eyes, the difference is just a matter of worrying more and worrying less.

On Yuquan Mountain, two small people with low vision are fighting openly and secretly, managing their own small forces, and they are happy with each other.

Wang Xu was like an outsider, watching all this coldly, letting time pass by in a hurry.

In the blink of an eye, it was another few months.

On this day, Wang Xu had been on Yuquan Mountain for nine months.

According to the previous statement, Yuding Zhenren will also accept him as an apprentice and teach him the eight or nine Xuangong he dreamed of.

Knock, knock, knock...

Early in the morning, the ancient bell rang twelve times in a row, indicating that today's unrest is not peaceful.

Wang Xu bathed and changed clothes, today will be the day when he was officially included in the door wall by Yuding Zhenren, and became the first disciple of the third generation of Taoism and the first disciple of the second generation of Taoism.

"Senior brother, the master asked you to go to the Dharma platform."

Wang Xu had just finished bathing, and a boy came to report outside the door.

He nodded slightly, straightened his clothes, and whispered, "Lead the way ahead..."

The Crane Daotong walked in front to lead the way, and Wang Xuhu followed behind with vigor, all the way to the Dharma platform.

The Dharma platform is the place where all the registered disciples use it to comprehend the star map on weekdays.

Fundamentally speaking, Taoism is not yet prosperous at the moment, and the three generations of disciples under the second generation of disciples are only three or two big cats and small cats.

If it reaches its heyday, it develops four generations, five generations, and even sixth, seventh, and eighth generations of disciples.

I am afraid that the important place of the Dharma lecture has long been overcrowded, and the non-core lineages will not be opened, and the registered disciples are not even qualified to approach.

At present, the importance of the Dharma platform has not yet been highlighted in the hearts of everyone, and it is a person who can go up and sit down.

As a result, the easier it is to get, the less it will be cherished, and these people do not cherish this opportunity, but are busy forming gangs, which is ridiculous for you to say.

"Senior brother, the Dharma podium has arrived."

There are not many disciples, and the Yuquan Mountain, which has not yet been expanded, is not big, and after only walking for a while, Wang Xu came to the front of the Dharma platform.

In front of the eyes, hundreds of registered disciples were scattered and sat around.

On the podium, the real person of Yuding stood proudly, his eyes were at a forty-five degree angle, as if he was looking into the distance.

Under the gaze of everyone, Wang Xu walked up to the lecture platform and bowed his head slightly to the real person of Yuding: "Master..."

"Hmm..."

Yuding Zhenren responded, and then spoke: "Under my disciple, you should be the first disciple of the first generation, you should be the first disciple of the second generation of the sect, and you should be the first disciple of the third generation of Taoism." You apprentice, but it can't be simple, and you have to invite all teachers to watch the ceremony. ”

"Yes, Master."

Wang Xu stepped aside and waited with Yuding Zhenren.

All the registered disciples under the podium didn't know what was going on, and they turned their heads and said, "What's the matter, why did Master Venerable come out today, and it seems that something big is about to happen." ”

"yes, does anyone know the news?"

Everyone turned their heads to each other, and no one knew what was going on.

In the crowd, Yang Chan smiled at the corner of her mouth, she liked to see everyone at a loss, but she looked like she knew.

But she just didn't say it, but she wanted to look at this group of people who had been messing around all day long, thinking that the second brother was also a registered disciple, and suddenly found out what the expression of a prince was hiding in the crowd.

Thinking like this, Yang Chan felt secretly refreshed, and glanced at everyone's expressions.

When she saw Zhou Sheng, the former follower, the big fool in her mind, and the current number one enemy, she found that Zhou Sheng's eyes were full of envy, desire, and ambition, but she was not confused.

Could it be that he also knows what is going on?

Yang Chan thought a little angrily, since this period of time, Zhou Sheng has changed like a person, giving her too many surprises.

In the past, Zhou Sheng was obedient to her and had no words, but now Zhou Sheng is kind to her on the surface, but in fact he is secretly estranged, and even mixed with hatred.

Yang Chan couldn't imagine how the big fool in the past could change so much, but in her mind, Zhou Sheng had indeed become mysterious.

For example, he suddenly knew a lot of spells, although he himself said that they were all realized from the star chart these days, but Yang Chan didn't believe a word.

If the supernatural magic is so easy to comprehend, how can he not be as powerful as before.

is greasy, Zhou Sheng definitely has a big secret.

"This enchantress..."

Sensing Yang Chan's gaze, Zhou Sheng pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact, he wanted to eat his flesh and eat his blood.

It's just that he knows that he can't do anything, especially on Yuquan Mountain, and he can't show any flaws.

"Yang Jian!"

Retracting his thoughts, Zhou Sheng looked at Wang Xu standing on the high platform, and had mixed feelings for a while.

Another memory told him that today would be the day when Yang Jian soared into the sky.

He will be the first disciple of the three generations of Taoism under the watchful eye of the public, and he will be invincible in the world from now on.

It's a pity that at this moment, Zhou Sheng can't do anything.

Even, after a while, he had to force a smile and praise him to the fullest, so as not to be targeted by the senior brother among the three generations of disciples.

"The world is out of my generation, and the years of entering the rivers and lakes are urging..."

Looking at the many eyes below, Wang Xu knew that today would be his turning point.

From now on, in the world of immortals, he is a well-deserved legend.

As long as it is a world dedicated to Hongjun as a Taoist patriarch, or a world where there are Sanqing and ancient myths, he is one of the cores of mythology.

It's not a joke, it's a fact.

In terms of generation, Hongjun is the patriarch of Taoism, the saints of the Sanqing Dynasty are the first generation of disciples, the saint's personal disciples are the second generation of disciples, and he, the disciple of the saint's disciples, is the first disciple of the third generation of Taoism.

If you want to say noble, the only one who can be more noble than him in Taoism is to teach Xuandu Shibo, explain the twelve golden immortals, and intercept the eight relatives.

Further down, there are Taishi Wen Zhong, Jiang Ziya, the Four Sages of Jiulong Island, and the Ten Heavenly Monarchs of Jinao Island, these second-generation disciples who are not passed on by their relatives are not as high as Wang Xu, the first disciple of the third generation.

Even, even among the second-generation disciples, Huanglong Zhenren, who is also the Twelve Golden Immortals, is afraid that the low-ranking disciples of Liusun will be difficult for him to look at.