The barefoot old ghost enveloped Yan Lan and the others, and after a while, he arrived at the Gangtian Gate.

After Yan Lan landed, he looked around and saw the Taoist courtyard of the barefoot old ghost, dilapidated and shabby, and the Taoist temple was also short and rustic.

Yan Lan originally thought that Gangtianmen was so prestigious, and the geography of the sect should be majestic, splendid, beautiful, and tiger-like, but now that he sees it in person, it is even not as imposing as the Tiangangmen in the frost country.

Especially before landing just now, Yan Lan found that this Gangtianmen was actually a sect composed of various mountains, and there was not even a gate, if it wasn't for the barefoot old ghost who brought him here, and he walked here alone, he would never think that this was the famous Gangtianmen.

Yan Lan coughed dryly, and found that Xichen, Moli and other senior brothers and sisters were also surprised, obviously no different from what he thought in his heart.

Zhao Qing also looked puzzled, he couldn't believe that this was one of the three major forces in the million-mile territory of Mingzhen-Gangtianmen.

Seeing Yan Lan's puzzled looks, the barefoot old ghost patted his head and grinned: "Little guys, the old ghost is a little simple here, but it's not simple at all. The territory here, but you have to have strength to occupy it. Otherwise, your territory will be favored by other old guys, and you will have to move elsewhere. ”

"Ahem, we are all monks, practicing the Great Dao of Creation, we should spend all our efforts on understanding the way of heaven and man, how can we be in the mood to build a magnificent mountain gate. With the mountain gate, there will be worries in the heart, the Dao heart will be burdened, and the cultivation will not be so focused. ”

At this time, the barefoot old ghost seemed to be quite proud. Raising his eyebrows, he continued, "It's not nice to say. In the future, if you encounter an irresistible disaster, put on your shoes and run. Where is it necessary to risk one's life for some buildings, resulting in countless deaths and injuries, that is really extremely ignorant......"

"Ancestor, you...... You don't wear shoes, do you just want to run faster than others?"

Xi Chen stared at the feet of the barefoot old ghost, suddenly interrupted the words of the barefoot old ghost, and said thoughtfully.

The barefoot old ghost was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously lowered his head. Looking at his black feet, he scratched his hair, and some shredded blades of grass fell from his fingertips.

After hesitating for a moment, the barefoot old ghost looked at Xichen and said with interest: "Good boy, you are not small, you dare to make fun of the old ghost." Hehe, old ghost, I have a big heart, so I don't care about you. Tell you the truth. The way of the old ghost's cultivation and enlightenment has a lot to do with this earth. When you wear shoes, you can't feel the earth with the soles of your feet. You're too young to understand, and you don't understand what you've said. ”

Yan Lan smiled slyly. Bent down slightly, staring at the thick black mud on the soles of the barefoot old ghost. Eyebrows condensed and said: "Ancestor, if you feel the earth with the soles of your feet. Doesn't this thick layer of black mud hinder your perception?"

The barefoot old ghost glared, and with the crooked wooden stick in his hand, he knocked on the black mud on the soles of his feet and said, "They all say that you are still young, and you can't understand what you say." What kind of black mud is this, this is clearly the mud of the Tao, and the mud of the Tao is extraordinary. Hehe, this is the essence of the old ghost I feel the earth, come on, come on, old ghost, I will be generous once today, and give you some as a meeting gift. ”

As soon as the barefoot old ghost's fingers moved, nine black pill-like things immediately detached from the soles of his feet and floated towards the nine Yanlan people.

"You're welcome, everyone, take it quickly, in the future, if you meet someone who can't beat it, take out this clay, inject some spiritual power, and then throw it at the other party, you can protect you once." ”

The barefoot old ghost recommended it vigorously.

Mo Li shrugged his eyebrows, and said with disgust: "Ancestor, did this Dao mud smoke away the opponent by smell after it exploded?"

Yan Lan, Xichen and the others all grinned.

Even Wu Se, Shi Xu, Beifeng and others were smiling.

The barefoot old ghost pursed his lips and pretended to be displeased: "Little girl, what can retreat from the enemy is a treasure." Put it away quickly, or I will change my mind, old ghost, if you want it, you won't be able to. ”

Yan Lan stared at the Dao mud suspended in front of him, and didn't notice anything unusual, since the barefoot old ghost was so sincere, he didn't want to dislike it openly, so he flicked it lightly and put it into the storage ring.

Zhao Qing was also fortunate to get one, he was stunned, and when he saw Yan Lan put it away, it was difficult to shirk it, so he had to put it away too.

Love Sword Impermanence's eyes flickered slightly, although his cultivation was not as good as before, and he couldn't see through the Dao mud in front of him, whether it was really as the barefoot old ghost said, but he faintly noticed that this Dao mud was indeed a little different from ordinary mud.

When the other people saw Yan Lan put away the mud, they put it away one after another, but they just placed it at random, and they did not treasure it as a treasure.

Just when Yan Lan was talking and laughing, in the Taoist temple next to him, Gao Gao and the little madman were still diligently repairing the Taoist temple.

The Taoist courtyard of the bare-chested old Taoist and the barefoot old ghost, although they are close to each other, are actually forbidden and isolated from each other, after all, these two weird old guys are not only unaccustomed to being looked down upon by others, but they are also not used to each other.

This isolation prohibition not only isolates the breath, but also the sound.

The barefoot old ghost came back with Yan Lan and the others, but he restrained his breath, and with the cultivation of Gao Gao and the little madman, coupled with the prohibition and isolation, it was naturally difficult to detect.

Suddenly, the little madman slapped his head and said to Gao: "Oops, we only care about decorating and cleaning your master's monastery, but we forgot that it was my master who recruited disciples, and we should go to that monastery." Oops, I think I'm a brilliant little madman who made such a low-level mistake. Well, a wise man must make a mistake in a thousand thoughts, it should be this truth. ”

Gao Gao glared at the little madman, shook his head angrily and said, "Alas, narcissistic guy. Okay, okay, my master and your master are so close, of course we have to clean up together. Let's go, let's go, first clean up your master's Taoist temple, his Taoist temple, tsk, is a hundred times sloppy than my master. ”

The little madman stood up straight, revealing his majestic temperament, wiped a handful of hair on his forehead, and said, "My master, that's casual." But my room is very clean and tidy, why don't we come to my room together in a while, and we talk about it?"

Gao Gao waved his hand and said, "Your shabby house, let's leave it to your next junior brother to enter, my sister is not interested." Let's go, don't rub it off, if the barefoot ancestor comes back and sees my master's Taoist temple neat and tidy, and his Taoist temple is in chaos, he will definitely be dissatisfied with you. ”

The little madman nodded, jumped up, and fell into the barefoot old ghost's monastery with Gao Gao.

The little madman and Gao Gao carried an exempt jade slip, and this prohibition did not hinder the two of them, but it was just used to isolate the sight and sound of the barefoot old ghost and the bare-chested old man.

As soon as the little madman landed, he saw the people in the courtyard, and immediately said, "Master, you are back, he ...... Are they all my juniors?"

The barefoot old ghost was just about to shake his head and deny it, Yan Lan walked up to the barefoot old ghost and grinned: "Exactly, senior brother and sister, I have met the master and the new senior brother quickly." ”

The five people of Xichen, Moli, Shi Xu, Beifeng, and Tongxin immediately comprehended, and at the same time arched their hands and said: "The disciple has met the master and met the senior brother. ”

When the barefoot old ghost heard this, he seemed to have been struck by thunder, jumped three feet high, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Yan ...... Yan Lan, old ghost me...... I only said that I would accept you as a disciple, and this time, people ...... There are so many people......"

The barefoot old ghost didn't even speak so neatly, but he smiled bitterly in his heart: "It's okay now, if I accept so many disciples, their talent is not as good as Yan Lan, in case it drags the back of Gangtianmen, those old guys will have to laugh off their big teeth." ”

In fact, Gangtianmen recruits disciples very strictly, and every disciple represents the dignity of the teacher, so those ancestors will never accept disciples easily.

In other words, to become a disciple of Gangtianmen, he must undergo extremely harsh screening, and only one of the hundreds of millions of people in China will have this opportunity.

Therefore, in this millions of miles of territory, the Tianjiao of countless families are all very honored to be able to enter the Gangtian Gate.

At this time, if the barefoot ancestor accepted Yan Lan and other six people as disciples, if the other ancestors of the sect knew about it, they would definitely become a laughing stock.

Unless, all these disciples are existences comparable to Tianjiao, and their cultivation is enough to shake those top disciples in the Gangtian Sect.

However, Tianjiao is not grass on the ground, how can it be so easy to find.

Just when the barefoot old ghost had a headache, several figures floated in the sky, and these figures were talking nonsense.

One of the voices, quite loud, came from afar: "Haha, I heard that the barefoot old ghost is going to accept disciples again, and the old man came to see what the new disciples have three heads and six arms...... Yo, accept six disciples at once, barefoot old ghost, don't you want to accept disciples and want to go crazy, what turtle king eight are recruiting subordinates, losing your face is a trivial matter, ruining the name of our Gangtianmen, that's a big deal!" (To be continued......)

PS: In the past few days, the fairy starting point account has been stolen, and the loss is huge, and it has been broken for a few days, so I'm very sorry.