"There is no ...... in the name of self in the world"

Chen Fusheng heard the male ghost predecessor say this, but he didn't hear any regret or melancholy.

It seems that this male ghost senior is just worried about his memory loss, and he doesn't care much about who he is.

"Do seniors often lose their memories? You said earlier that if it weren't for this sword, you would even forget me and Zhu Yan?"

"That's true......"

The male ghost who occupied Zhu Yan's body said, "In my spiritual consciousness, it seems that a curse or prohibition has been planted. I often forget many things, even the people I meet, I forget ......"

As he spoke, he waved his hand again:

"Don't call me senior, maybe I'm still very young...... Well, I once heard this fox girl call me a male ghost, then I will take the surname 'Lan', and you will call me Lan Gongzi in the future. ”

"Blue, male...... Zi ......" Chen Fusheng was stunned for a moment, but then smiled, "Okay, since the seniors ...... Lan Gongzi doesn't mind the rudeness of the juniors, so I will naturally obey my fate. ”

Lan Gongzi nodded slightly, looked at Chen Fusheng and said:

"What's your name?"

"The younger generation's surname is Chen, and his name is Fusheng. ”

"Fusheng, well, not bad! Good name, with the artistic conception of a fairy family. ”

Lan Gongzi asked again: "Is your master a member of the Dao Sect?"

"The first teacher is the orthodoxy of the Taoist sect Penglai. ”

"Ancestor?"

"My master passed away a year ago. ”

"Oh, he's gone, isn't there no Master now?"

Chen Fusheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and immediately nodded and said, "The junior is now practicing alone now, and there is indeed no master. ”

"Then do you have any fellow disciples?" Lan Gongzi continued to ask with interest.

"No, the ancestor only accepted me as a disciple and raised me since I was a child. Chen Fusheng said this, remembering his master, he couldn't help but feel a little sour in his heart.

Lan Gongzi seemed very happy and muttered:

"No master, no peers, no worries, a good seedling......"

Chen Fusheng didn't hear it clearly, and couldn't help but wonder: "What does Lan Gongzi want to say?"

"Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Lan Gongzi suddenly said seriously.

"Huh?"

Chen Fusheng was stunned again.

Lan Gongzi waved his hand, and said indifferently:

"I don't need you to fulfill any responsibilities as a master and apprentice, what I want is a disciple like you. Well, besides, you're to my liking. I want to take you as a registered disciple, would you like to?"

Chen Fusheng's heart suddenly fluctuated.

Regardless of whether this Lan Gongzi is evil or not, what the details are.

The mere fact that he had left a spark mark before him frightened Tuoba Swallowing Tiger. passed on another trick "Thunder Chaos Style" and killed He Shouweng.

With two kindnesses, Chen Fusheng already felt that he could not reciprocate.

Listening to him at this moment, Chen Fusheng has no reason to be unwilling.

"The disciple is willing!"

Chen Fusheng was solemn and upright and respectfully saluted.

"Hahaha...... I can't imagine that I, a lonely ghost, can actually accept an apprentice who suits my heart!"

Lan Gongzi nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Fusheng immediately knelt on the ground, bowed his head, and said sincerely:

"Disciple Chen Fusheng, meet the teacher!"

Lan Gongzi stretched out his hand and said with a smile:

"Get up, I don't love these etiquettes either. From now on, you will be my registered disciple, and you can still call me Lan Gongzi. If you call Master and call me old, I'm not happy......"

Chen Fusheng nodded yes, still bowed to the worship, and then got up.

Lan Gongzi smiled and said:

"It's a pity that you entered the Dao Gate, and some rules are not easy to violate. With your qualifications and understanding, it is best to cultivate the martial arts of the military and practice the sword. ”

Chen Fusheng just smiled slightly, and it was not easy to take on this topic.

"Fusheng, I see that you are already the second realm law. When you come to this Baoqi Town, why don't you create a temple and compete for the master of the spirit kiln? Didn't your previous master say that?"

Chen Fusheng was suddenly ashamed and said:

"The disciples came to Baoqi Town to bring the remains of the ancestor back to their hometown and put them in the ground. The ancestor died early, and he didn't mention ......"

"Moreover, although the disciple is a Daomen, it is difficult to get the support of the Daomen...... The ancestor was expelled from Penglai before, so I didn't create a temple ......."

"Hahaha......"

Lan Gongzi laughed out loud, laughing very heartily:

"Wonderful! There is no master and no fellow sect, and the inherited Dao Sect has also been banished, and there is really no concern! Fusheng, I was worried about your Dao Sect background before, but now it seems that God really helps me......

Chen Fusheng didn't know what he meant, so he had to be silent and wait for the following.

After Lan Gongzi laughed, he said seriously:

"I'll help you create a temple, would you like to?"

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but look at this named master in a daze, and after a while, he hesitated and said:

"Disciple...... The disciple has already accepted the Chaochun Tower and took over the responsibility of the watchman of the Chaochun Tower Temple......"

The voice did not fall.

Lan Gongzi waved his hand when he heard this, and said indifferently:

"You create your own temple, why don't you need to look at the faces of others, just push it. ”

Chen Fusheng hesitated suddenly, but still shook his head:

"The eldest husband has a promise of a thousand gold, how can he push it off. ”

Lan Gongzi frowned slightly:

"What's the matter, you don't want to create a temple by yourself and be the master of the spirit kiln by yourself?"

Chen Fusheng's face was calm, and he said:

"It's not that the disciples don't know how to lift. It was the Jiang Ni girl in Chaochun Tower, who was kind to me and the master, and paid a great price to help me bury the master. I will repay my kindness and righteousness. Since you have promised her, you must not be ungrateful. ”

Lan Gongzi looked at Chen Fusheng and nodded slowly:

"Yes, man's husband, how can you be ungrateful! You stupid boy is right, I don't know what you are doing. ”

Chen Fusheng breathed a sigh of relief and hugged his fists in thanks.

Lan Gongzi still said with a smile:

"Although you are a watchman, it is not that you cannot create a temple by yourself. At best, it's hard work, and there's no conflict. ”

"Huh?"

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but be surprised.

Lan Gongzi sat on the ground, motioned for Chen Fusheng to sit down, and said indifferently:

"Since the opening of chaos and the beginning of heaven and earth, there have been cultivators in the world. Create a temple view, build a spiritual kiln, rejuvenate the spirit mountain, and make a blessed land, and from then on refine all kinds of avenues, create a cave sky, and achieve the fruit of heavenly immortals!"

"For tens of thousands of years, the matter of cultivation has gone through many complicated and treacherous changes. Just creating a temple, building a spiritual kiln, and ascending from the three realms to the four realms of the grandmaster, there are countless tricks in this process, and it is not as stubborn and inflexible as you think. ”

Chen Fusheng listened and said respectfully: "Disciple listen to the advice!"

Lan Gongzi asked, "What do you know about the Achievement Spirit Kiln?"

Chen Fusheng thought about it for a while, and slowly said the brief knowledge he had obtained:

"The disciple only knows that first of all, in the place that conforms to the foundation of Xiushan, Living Water, the Hundred-Year-old Wang Clan, and the Thousand Households, relying on the support of the faction, and cultivating the qi machine with a large array, the goblins and ghosts are born......

Then the cultivator enters the demon subjugation and destroys the ghosts, gains merit and people's hearts, and then builds a temple and altar with the help of geographical luck. Then it is to continue to subdue demons and destroy ghosts, and vigorously accumulate luck. Until the prototype of the spirit kiln is reached, it can break through in one fell swoop and be promoted to the master of the spirit kiln. ”

Lan Gongzi nodded and said:

"Yes, everyone in the cultivation world knows this. What if there is not just one temple built in a rural town, but many practitioners intervene?"

Chen Fusheng said according to his own understanding:

"That's naturally a multi-party competition, whoever reaches the spirit kiln first will be the first to win. ”

"How do you compete?" Lan Gongzi asked with a smile.

"The disciple heard that it was to fight for the subjugation of demons and the destruction of ghosts, to maintain the altar, to sacrifice the demons to the underworld, and to seize the favor of geographical luck. Chen Fusheng said slowly.

"If one family wins, and the spirit kiln is successfully built!, what about the other families?" Lan Gongzi continued to laugh.

Chen Fusheng was stunned, he really didn't know, so he had to shake his head.

Lan Gongzi said with a smile:

"The end is – winner takes all!"

"The first to succeed will be the master of the spirit kiln. Then the luck of this place will come together. The unfinished temples of the other families all surrendered and merged into the spiritual kiln. ”

Chen Fusheng couldn't help but think of a word, frowned and said:

"Then if the other family fails, won't they make a wedding dress for the winner?!"

Lan Gongzi smiled:

"In the ancient world, it was so cruel. The winner takes all, and the loser has worked hard for several years and exhausted his efforts, but he is making a wedding dress for others!"

Chen Fusheng was suddenly silent.

Such an ending is indeed cruel......

But then his heart moved, since Lan Gongzi said that he could not only create his own temple, but also continue to be a watchman, wouldn't it be a contradiction?

Lan Gongzi saw Chen Fusheng's doubts and said with a smile:

"Because of this cruelty, in the ancient world, the cultivation world was bloody and deceitful, and there was no moment of peace. ”

"The ten ancient sages of the Ten Sects united and jointly established a rule. Leave this brutal and bloody competition a room for relaxation. ”

"What rules?" Chen Fusheng couldn't help but ask curiously.