However, I didn't expect that Ping An bluntly did this almost impossible task in just half a year, I don't know what method he used to do it, but he must have suffered a lot during the period.

"You did this?"

Looking at the peaceful life in front of him, who was like a child showing off his achievements to his elders, Yang Ning asked in disbelief.

"Uh-huh, it did! Elder Yang, I really did it! ”

Ping An Sheng said excitedly and expectantly while controlling the spiritual fire to disappear around him.

"Good! From today onwards, you will be my Yang Ning's founding disciple! ”

The words he said were like water spilled out, and since he stepped into the path of cultivation, Yang Ning never skimped on the promises he had made. Besides, Ping'ansheng's nature is pure and good, and he has never had any crooked thoughts.

Cultivation is poorly talented, and in front of the Mixed Yuan Soul Swallowing Technique, all this is a joke. As long as he cultivates the Mixed Yuan Soul Swallowing Technique, his cultivation can only move forward rapidly, and their father and son are role models.

As for the forging tool, with his persistent belief, even if the progress is a little slow, he can continue to improve.

"Master!"

"Bang ......"

Hearing Yang Ning nod in agreement, Ping'an Sheng was overjoyed, pushed the golden mountain and poured the jade pillar, his knees suddenly fell to the ground, and he bowed three times and bowed nine times to bow to the teacher.

"Get up! There are not so many rules in my country, as long as I do not violate my conscience and morality in the future, my heart is sincere. You should know that I have a son, and in the future, you two will be called brothers. ”

Yang Ning lightly touched the Buddha with one hand, and an invisible force lifted Ping An Sheng up, and said to Ping An Sheng with a serious expression.

"Yes. The disciple must follow the master's teachings, and will never do anything that hurts the heavens and the reason, but the thing comes! ”

Standing with his back straight, staring at Yang Ning, Ping An Sheng replied in a sonorous tone very seriously.

"Well, good! I hope you will always remember what you promised today. No matter how powerful you will become in the future, if you dare to do something unreasonable against your conscience, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, I will definitely find you and abolish you! ”

Staring at Ping An Sheng's eyes, Yang Ning's tone was very heavy and serious.

"I swear by my Dao heart in peace, and I will never do anything that hurts nature and exterminates humanity in this life, otherwise I will never recover and my soul will be scattered!"

Yang Ning said cautiously, and Ping'an Sheng swore by his own Dao heart.

This is a vow, and it is also the most terrifying oath of monks, and if a monk violates it, it will be fulfilled in the dark.

"Alright. Since you worship me as a teacher, move to my house and live with me from today, and I will teach you carefully, and tomorrow I will report to the church. ”

After Yang Ning finished speaking, he walked towards his residence, and Ping An Sheng respectfully followed him and left together.

The news of Ping'an Sheng's worship of Yang Ning as a teacher spread throughout the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall in just three days, and some people were envious and some people were jealous.

Most of the elders and deacons in the outer and inner gates of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall even regarded this as a joke, and ridiculed Yang Ning for accepting an outer disciple who was like a waste as a disciple. Tang Xiong angrily ran to Yang Ning as soon as he knew about it, and asked him why he had made such a reckless decision.

Facing Tang Xiong's puzzled, regretful, and somewhat sad look at his decision, Yang Ning smiled slightly, understanding that this was his friend worrying about him.

"Hehe, Brother Tang, you have known me for many years, have you ever seen me such a reckless person? This kid is good, and he will definitely have a future success! ”

didn't explain the reason to Tang Xiong, Yang Ning just smiled and let Tang Xiong feel at ease.

"You're still going to play dumb riddles with me. You think you're a god! That kid is a well-known waste, and you dare to accept him as an apprentice! ”

Tang Xiong was very dissatisfied with Yang Ning's explanation, as if he was perfunctory.

Don't look at Tang Xiong, who usually doesn't seem to be very reliable, and he is not very sad about the cause of the sect, but he is recognized as a brother, and Yang Ning's affairs are still very concerned.

"Alright, alright. Just wait and see, you won't be disappointed. Then you will know that what I say does not work. ”

Yang Ning also knew that this was Tang Xiong's concern for him, but there were some secrets that could not be told. If you let Wan Bing Tang know that his Yang Ning's cultivation techniques can transform a person's cultivation talent, then you must not confine the strong man of Wan Bing Tang to study and force him to confess all his secrets.

This kind of creation against the sky, there is a sect that does not want to have. As long as you have this kind of exercise, this sect can't be strong if you want to.

"You, hey......"

Tang Xiong had nothing to say.

"Ansheng, come here. Meet you, Uncle Tang! ”

Yang Ning waved his hand and beckoned Ping'an Sheng in the house to meet Tang Xiong.

"Uncle Tang, hello! Nephew Ansheng to meet you. ”

Hearing the summons of the master, Ping An Sheng walked out of the house quickly and bowed deeply to Tang Xiong.

"Humph! Boy, I don't know why Brother Yang wants to take you as an apprentice, but you kid can remember it for me, practice hard, make a little good results, and don't fall into the name of Brother Yang's genius. Otherwise, Lao Tzu will tear you alive! ”

After Ping'ansheng finished saluting, Tang Xiong's half-step Venerable's domineering momentum was in vain, and the surrounding air was suppressed and stopped flowing, and Ping'an Sheng felt like a thousand-foot giant mountain pressing down on his head.

In this year, Tang Xiong refined the reward given to him by the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, and his cultivation increased greatly, and he had broken through to the realm of the half-step Venerable, and began to comprehend the mysterious aura that the Venerable had to comprehend. With his burly size, it looks very majestic.

Under Tang Xiong's coercion, Ping An Sheng's fists were clenched tightly, and his body trembled violently, but his spine was straight, his eyes were full of fearlessness, and he used all his strength to resist Tang Xiong's coercion.

"Okay, it's okay to blow up any coercion, don't scare him, he's still young. Is this fun? Is. ”

Yang Ning raised his hand to dissipate Tang Xiong's coercion and glanced at him.

"I'm going to do it! He's still young, huh? Xiao An is younger than him, but Xiuwei is about to catch up with me. ”

Put away the momentum that was dispersed by Yang Ning, and the majesty was gone. Hearing Yang Ning's words, Tang Xiong couldn't help but roll his eyes and complain.

However, Yang Ning insisted on this, and Tang Xiong couldn't persuade him.

In this way, Ping An was born in Yang Ning and began the cultivation that changed his life. However, the exercises he had cultivated before were too rubbish, and the spiritual energy he had refined was also mixed and impure. Now that Yang Ning has taught him the practice of Mixed Yuan Soul Swallowing Technique, he needs to give up all the spiritual energy he had refined before and cultivate anew, which is equivalent to re-cultivating his scattered skills.

Ping'ansheng's will is also strong enough, and when he says that he will scatter his work, he will scatter his skills, give up the cultivation he has gained bit by bit of hard cultivation over the years, turn into an ordinary mortal, and try to draw qi into the body again.

However, Ping An Sheng's cultivation talent was really not flattering, and after a year of hard cultivation, he couldn't even sense the sense of qi, but he was extremely skilled in exploring the running route of the Mixed Yuan Soul Swallowing Technique.

Even so, Ping Ansheng's physique has changed a lot, and it is nearly twice as strong as before Sangong.

Another year has passed in a hurry, and Ping An Sheng still hasn't been able to draw qi into his body, but his physique has become stronger. Cultivation is boring, and when I am safe and free, I will walk around the outer gate of the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall for a while, buffering my anxious mood.

Sangong, like a mortal, rebuilt, for two years without any progress. Many people in the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall, especially the disciples who worship Yang Ning, have gone from envy to admiration for his courage to now becoming disdainful, and the title of "waste" has slowly spread throughout the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall.

The disciples I met on the inner road of the sect, everyone looked at Ping'an Sheng with a strange gaze. Feeling all these visions, Ping'an Sheng cultivated even harder, and almost even spent his rest time on cultivation.