Unlike Yang Pan, who was confused and almost dead, Kun Wu took a sip of tea very leisurely.

"Guess what, why do I think you're just like me?" Kun Wu continued to pluck his tea.

Yang Pan felt that he was thinking about it and might become the first traverser to become mentally ill in another world, he quickly collected his thoughts and thought about Kun Wu's question, after knowing that Kun Wu was the same traverser as himself, Yang Pan faintly had a guess: "Supreme Immortal Mansion?"

Kun Wu nodded, "Sort of." But it's not this that really makes me sure, it's the 'guide'. ”

"Guidelines?" Yang Pan twitched, feeling that it was a little weird for the two big men to discuss what kind of guidance.

"Well, I don't know what you call it, but it does guide to me. ”

Yang Pan was stunned, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind: "You mean the system?"

Kun Wu nodded: "You call it a system, well, it should be like this." ”

Yang Pan realized that this senior was indeed in this world he came to six years ago, and naturally he didn't understand this kind of thing that was already strange in later novels and even directly opened up a genre.

However, Kun Wu obviously didn't want to delve into this, and he paused, "Do you know why I want to leave you at the top peak to be my personal disciple?"

Yang Pan thought for a while: "...... I am a traverser, my luck should be bad, and I carry a system with me, there is no shortage of resources or anything, and I am a single earth spiritual root, with excellent qualifications, combined with the above, it is not normal not to accept me as a personal disciple......

"......" Kun Wu was speechless for a while, and knocked him on the head with the teapot, "Although you are indeed very reasonable, I don't know why I am so similar to beating you......"

Yang Pan made a gesture of holding his head and begging for mercy and shouted: "I was wrong...... No, it's the eternal great, bright and correct master, I was wrong......"

Kun Wu accepted the teapot and said, "The head of Kunlun only accepts one personal disciple in his life, and this disciple is destined to be the next head. ”

Yang Pan waited for a while and didn't see the teapot fall, then he poked his head out: "...... Can I refuse?"

Kun Wu's face was bruised, and he raised the teapot with a gesture, and Yang Pan hurriedly stuffed his head back again.

"Forget it, I don't blame you, in fact, I didn't do it authentically, originally these words should have been told to you first, and then let you choose whether to be the head of the family or not, the main thing is that Kunlun really can't wait......"

Yang Pan subconsciously continued: "Could it be that the heavens and the earth are in turmoil, and Kunlun will not be able to hold on? Or is Kunlun finally causing public anger and will be destroyed? Is it too late for me to quit the sect?"

Kun Wuxiao couldn't see his expression: "Good apprentice, come here, I promise I won't kill you......"

“......”

Kun Wu finally said quietly: "There is indeed a turbulent image in heaven and earth, and there are many people in Kyushu who are dissatisfied with Kunlun's dominance, but these Kunlun have also experienced a lot, for Kunlun, it is nothing, the disaster of Kunlun that I said is actually due to Kunlun's own ......."

"Kunlun ......"

"No money......"

Yang Pan looked at him stunned: "I'm covered with a quilt, and you're going to tell me this?"

Kun Wu continued: "I think you should have noticed that in fact, among the twelve peaks of Kunlun, my strength is not the strongest, and there is nothing like a killer weapon that I can handle, and the reason why I can sit in this position is because I will make money." ”

Yang Pan muttered: "...... Although I didn't think that Kunlun was a glamorous person on the outside and poor on the inside, I really didn't expect that even the head of Kunlun was selected for such a realistic reason......"

"Reality? At the beginning, when my master left Kunlun to me when he was dying, he only said one sentence, 'No, don't forget tomorrow's Kunlun disciples' level assessment ceremony', and Kunlun at that time only had a total of 1,000 fourth-grade spirit stones and 300 eight-grade spirit stones. ”

"I'm so violent?

"Later......" Kun Wu spat out a mouthful of tea leaves, "Later, as soon as that frantic guy saw me nodding, he walked around the world with his private money, hehe, it's better not to let me see him again......"

"300,000 top-grade spirit stones, Lao Tzu has worked hard for fifty years!

Yang Pan: "In fifty years, I have saved 300,000 top-grade spirit stones...... I admire ...... too."

Kun Wu turned around again: "Don't worry, that old boy is unreliable, I'm not like him......"

Yang Pan: "Do you think I believe it or not?"

“...... So I'll make things clear to you now, explain the matter of Kunlun's succession, and give you time to think about it, and then decide whether you are willing to take over or not. ”

"Then Lao Jia asked, how long can I think about it? In other words, how long can Kunlun last?"

Kun Wu pinched his fingers and calculated, and his face gradually became serious, "I seem to have miscalculated, the expenses of this apprenticeship ceremony have increased a lot, Apan, Kunlun's time is running out......"

Yang Pan subconsciously swallowed his saliva: "...... How long exactly?"

Kun Wu put down his fingers, his face disappeared from his usual smiling image, and was replaced by a rare heaviness, and those who knew him knew that whenever he showed this expression, it meant that Kun Wu was indeed in trouble.

He spoke slowly: "...... It will probably last for 200 years. ”

Yang Pan: "......" I have a sentence about MMP, I don't know whether to say it or not.

Kun Wu was still sighing: "Eh, if you have less than three hundred spiritual veins in your hand, you have no bottom in your heart......"

A spiritual vein can probably mine millions of top-grade spirit stones, and some top-grade spirit veins can even be exchanged for hundreds of thousands of top-grade spirit stones, three hundred spirit veins, hehe, even if it claims to be one of the three major sects under Kunlun, the Zhiqing Palace can't make up the power of the whole faction.

Yang Pan silently walked to the door and opened the door: "Hello local tyrants, goodbye local tyrants, local tyrants go slowly, local tyrants don't send ......"

Kun Wu smiled, took another sip of tea, and spit out the tea leaves with a "phew": "I know you think I'm making a big fuss, in fact, my juniors and disciples also think I'm worrying about nothing, but, the data I just gave, but in the absence of war......"

Yang Pan paused: "You mean, there will be a big battle in Kunlun?"

Yang Pan is also a person who has received advanced education in the 21st century, so he naturally knows that no matter what time it is, war is a bottomless pit that can never be filled.

He paused and said, "So, it's really going to be a war, is it too late for me to quit the sect?"

Kun has no mouthful of tea in his mouth, and he is not spit in his mouth, nor is he swallowed.

Yang Pan finally couldn't help but complain: "I especially want to know what is the meaning of you carrying a pot of tea now? You have spit out several sips of tea......

Kun Wu heran: "Don't you think that in the first half of the month, it is particularly interesting to raise a drink to meet friends?"

Yang Pan: "I don't think it has anything to do with tea......

Kun Wu: "Didn't I pour it in one gulp? So I'm using tea instead of wine......

Yang Panmu grimaced: "But I've been watching you spit out tea all night, so there's no artistic conception at all, okay?"

"Hehe," Kun Wu tossed the teapot away, "You think so, I also think that this tea is bitter and not good at all." ”

Yang Pan: "Now I believe it." ”

Kun Wuqi said, "What do you believe?"

"Believe you're a grocer. ”