The Demonic Sect Ancestor Can Time Travel

Chapter 122 A New Beginning

The long white clouds and the white snow also symbolize the two pure beauties, but they are so close to each other in Kunyu Mountain, as if they can be embraced by just one possession and one wave of hand.

After finishing the secret meeting in the meeting hall, Wang Yuan came to his own mountain. Standing on the top of the mountain, he gazed into the distance and quietly enjoyed the rare beauty.

Of course, together with Wang Yuan, there are 35 disciples under his sect, but they don't seem to be as relaxed and relaxed as their masters, on the contrary they seem a little nervous.

"Master, the old man won't be angry, right?" Lu Qingzhi, who was standing not far behind Wang Yuan, secretly glanced at his master's back, and then carefully transmitted voice to the other two disciples who entered the room.

"I can't say for sure, but compared with the progress of other mountain peaks, we are indeed lagging behind." Tang Zhong looked at the white snow and rocks under his feet, and then at the green bamboos and mountain streams near the peaks, not sure. The voice transmission replied.

"Without Master's decision, what we do will be wrong. Even if we are punished, it is better than acting recklessly." Chang Wu touched his belt and waist, which contained shredded tobacco, and smacked his lips before saying it through voice transmission. own opinion.

"What are you muttering about there?" Wang Yuan could naturally detect the voice transmission of his disciples, but he has been the ancestor of the demon sect for a long time, and the habit of "peeping" has become more and more restrained. Now he prefers to "clear". ask out.

Confidently enjoy your majesty and authority.

"Master, please make amends!" Looking at each other for a moment, the three intruder disciples headed by Tang Zhong pleaded in unison, and the more than 30 registered disciples who followed them, although not as tacit as they were, hurriedly followed suit .

Out of the instinctive habits of the ancestor of the Demon Sect, Wang Yuan frowned unconsciously when he saw his disciples united in one mind, but his brows soon relaxed again when he thought of his various plans and assumptions for the future. open.

Although Wang Yuan's expression changed quickly, he still fell into the eyes of Tang Zhong and the others without intentionally covering it up. Just when they felt that something was wrong and their bodies began to tremble slightly, they heard a sound so indifferent that it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. Emotions, to their ears, sounded like a question from heaven, pulling them out of fear.

"What are you guilty of?"

"Report to Master! Due to the improper leadership of the disciples, the progress of the layout of this peak is far behind the other six peaks..." Tang Zhong, who was slightly relieved when he heard Wang Yuan's question, hurriedly came out to answer as a representative of the disciples.

But before his "review" was halfway through, he was interrupted by Wang Yuan waving his hand. Wang Yuan was noncommittal to his answer, but asked an unexpected question: "Have you named this mountain yet?"

"No!" Tang Zhong replied subconsciously. After finishing speaking, he reacted, and hurriedly added: "I dare not, everything is determined by the master."

"Everything is determined by the master!" The other disciples also echoed.

Ignoring the submissive performance of his disciples, Wang Yuan said to himself: "Tongxin Peak has such an uninspired name, and I just recognize it as a teacher just to make it better. Let's look at the name they gave their own mountain. Huaiyan Peak, Asking Sword Peak, Cuixi Peak, Wensheng Peak, and Yaoyuan Peak are really one-by-one! How can they support the majesty of the Demon Sect!"

While saying the name, Wang Yuan pointed to the corresponding mountain peak, as if intending to let his disciples complain along with him.

Just when Tang Zhong and the others were hesitating whether to follow the "meaning" of their master, Wang Yuan waved his hand again, as if he had made some great decision, and said, "I have decided, this mountain that belongs to us It’s called Huamo Peak!”

At this time on the peak, no one dared to complain about Wang Yuan's naming aesthetics. Amidst the echoes, the poor mountain under their feet was named after that.

The name of Huamo Peak was not a temporary idea of ​​Wang Yuan, but it was closely related to his next actions.

"You have followed my teacher since Huangying Mountain. You are all people who are not afraid of hardships and have worked hard. Now that the Six Demon Sect's Huamo Peak has just established, your immortal journey should also be bright!" Wang Yuan said as he spoke. Flipping his palms, he took out 35 blank jade slips, entered all the contents of the "Sutra of Cursing Demons", and distributed them to each disciple.

"This is the "Sutra of Cursing Demons", which records the methods of cultivating and controlling all kinds of demons, gods and demons. It is also the foundation of the exercises for the master. I hope you can study it!" After finishing speaking, Wang Yuan will Looking at his three disciples who entered the room, he turned his palm again and took out three blank jade slips.

He appropriately deleted some contents and added some contents of the "Truth of Transforming Demons" that he had edited, and entered them into the three jade slips, and distributed them to Tang Zhong and the others.

"This is the method cultivated by the master, practice diligently, and you can expect true immortals!"

"Thank you, Master, for bestowing the Dharma!" Many disciples, headed by Tang Zhong and the others, suppressed their excitement and paid homage to Wang Yuan together.

After accepting the thanks from the disciples with peace of mind, Wang Yuan looked at the registered disciples who showed envy, and continued: "You should work hard to practice, as long as your cultivation reaches the state of refining gods and returning to the void, you will also be able to become a teacher. Bestow the method of ascension to immortality!"

"Thank you, Master!" A louder voice echoed on the snow-capped Huamo Peak.

Looking at the disciples full of fighting spirit, Wang Yuan couldn't help but nodded with a smile. In his plans and visions for the future, these disciples are needed in many places. It would be great if they can have a good mental state.

When the disciples under the sect returned to calm, Wang Yuan turned his attention back to the three disciples who entered the house.

"Tang Zhong, Lu Qingzhi!"

"The disciple is here!"

"The teacher is going to leave the mountain to find the gate of another world, you go with the teacher!"

"Yes, follow the teacher's orders!"

"Chang Wu, you will stay at Huamo Peak and preside over the construction of facilities and other affairs in the peak."

"Yes, follow the teacher's orders!"

Wang Yuan nodded, looked around the scenery of the peak before continuing: "Master, I think this snow scene is good, and we are all practitioners, cold and heat are difficult to invade, so there is no need to arrange a magic circle to adjust the climate!"

"Yes, follow the teacher's orders!"

"On the top of the peak, I can build a palace with black stones for my master, and the shape should be according to this!" Wang Yuan continued to say to Chang Wu, and at the same time he took out a jade slip and handed it to him.

"As for the student's residence and other facilities, you can figure it out. As long as the appearance is harmonious, there is no objection as a teacher."

"Yes, follow the teacher's orders!"

After explaining everything that needs to be explained, Wang Yuan couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Looking at this piece of land that might accompany him for thousands of years, he couldn't help feeling an unspeakable sense of steadfastness in his heart.Even if he was about to face a year of endless hustle and bustle, he didn't feel the slightest sense of burnout.

"This is a stable foundation, the power it brings to people!"

　This is Chapter 121, my hand is disabled.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)