The barefoot old ghost snorted and said proudly: "Why don't you dare? Old ghost, I will accept these six as my disciples. ∈♀, could it be that if those old guys are allowed to recruit disciples aggressively, my Taoist temple will be deserted?

?”

After saying that, the barefoot old ghost turned around and said with a serious face: "Yan Lan, and the five of you, we will officially become our disciples now. If I don't accept the old ghost as a disciple, I will accept him as a disciple."

Yan Lan was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately knelt down to the barefoot old ghost along with the other five people, took the apprenticeship wine from the barefoot old ghost, and drank it in one gulp.

From the beginning to the end, Yan Lan could not see through the cultivation level of the barefoot old ghost.

Although Yan Lan possesses all kinds of rare treasures in his body, during his cultivation journey, he is boundless and has countless creations. It is not just by simply absorbing all kinds of spiritual energy that he can ascend to heaven and attain enlightenment.

For example, when Yan Lan preached to the head of Qinghong, mysterious changes occurred in the world, which he still cannot fully understand.

This kind of magical power that can change the color of the world without exerting a trace of spiritual power, Yan Lan thinks, must be related to understanding the great way of creation.

However, although the Holy Art of Pregnant Spirit Ji Dao provides him with enlightenment, he still has a partial understanding of many aspects of cultivation. This requires the guidance of predecessors, and more importantly, the personal guidance of experts, rather than working behind closed doors.

As for the five Xichens, Yan Lan was able to successfully bring them under the old ghost barefoot, which was a big deal in his heart.

Kuang Yuanwu looked at the very proud old barefoot ghost. Although he was embarrassed and harbored anger, he didn't dare to show it. He could only sneer and said: "The ancestor is so courageous. He accepted six disciples in one go, even five.

It doesn't meet the Gangtian Sect's standards for accepting disciples at all. I want to see how the ancestor will convince the public from now on!"

The barefoot old ghost raised his brows and said: "Of course I convince everyone with my strength. Xiao Kuang, old ghost, it's my business. You don't have to worry about it. If you are fine, just leave quickly. Old ghost, my Taoist temple is too small."

, it’s too crowded for you to stay here.”

"Xiao Kuang?"

Everyone silently recited this name at this moment, and all kinds of emotions suddenly filled everyone's hearts.

Everyone on Yanlan's side naturally found it funny. This barefoot old ghost is really an interesting and unruly person.

Kuang Yuanwu looked ashamed and angry. Although he was not as senior as the barefoot old ghost, his cultivation was not weak. He felt superior in front of the new disciples. Even his master, the old guy, wanted to call him "Yuanwu"

". The title "Xiao Kuang" is simply an insult to him.

Several people behind Kuang Yuanwu also found it funny, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud because of Kuang Yuanwu.

But they knew that with Kuang Yuanwu's arrogant temperament, this resentment would definitely be hidden in his heart and he would choose the opportunity to take revenge.

Even if you can't defeat the barefoot old ghost, you still have to torment the old ghost's disciples.

Kuang Yuanwu's eyes slashed at Yan Lan and the others. He turned around and said, "Ancestor, please take care of yourself. They can become disciples of Ancestor, but they may not be able to become my official disciples of Gangtian Clan. Let's go!"

Just when Kuang Yuanwu was about to leave, the disciple who was in the early stage of the Three-Evolution Infant Transformation took a step forward, looked at Yan Lan coldly and said: "Junior Brother Yan, I want to learn a lesson..."

"Walk!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kuang Yuanwu's loud shout.

The disciple smiled awkwardly and said to Yan Lan: "Junior Brother Yan, practice more and you will come to ask for advice in the future. Don't let me down."

Kuang Yuanwu's body was like lightning and he disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant. He was not sure whether that disciple could defeat Yan Lan. Even if he did win, it would still be a weak victory. If he lost again, he would probably lose face again in the future.

Talked to the old barefoot ghost.

Yan Lan sighed lightly, this kind of dispute where the old person stepped on the new person was really not uncommon anywhere.

The barefoot old ghost raised his eyebrows and said: "Okay, haha, it's really satisfying to be so arrogant and disgraced. Good people are bullied, and good horses are ridiculed. Those guys really treat me as a softie, so they dare to be arrogant."

Domineering. From now on, we will have strength in numbers, and we will not be afraid of anyone coming to pick a fight. You five, please introduce each other, and I will become your master, old ghost, and I don’t even know your names!"

The five Xichens immediately introduced themselves, and the barefoot old ghost nodded repeatedly.

"Well, that's right. As long as you are ambitious and with my personal guidance from the old ghost, you will not be worse than those geniuses. Yan Lan, these people should be your companions. You should introduce them."

The old barefoot ghost always had a smile on his face.

Yan Lan smiled slightly, pointed at Qing Jian Wuchang and said: "These seniors are called Wuchang, and they are spiritual bodies, entrusted to a puppet. They are kind to me, but have no place to go for the time being, so they follow me and go forward.

Come here.”

Then, Yan Lan pointed at Wuse and said: "This young monk, whose name is Wuse, is my disciple's best friend. If it hadn't been for him, we probably wouldn't be able to stand here today."

Finally, Yan Lan looked at Zhao Qing and said: "This person is from the Beast Taming Alliance, his name is Zhao Qing. Thanks to his help along the way, we were able to get here safely."

The barefoot old ghost knew that Yan Lan had something to hide in his introduction, so he didn't care and said with a smile: "Welcome, welcome. As a teacher, old ghost, I would like to express my gratitude to you on behalf of my disciples. Old ghost, my Taoist temple is quite simple.

, if you don’t mind it, you can stay as long as you want. I don’t have so many cumbersome rules here, it’s very free, and everyone can do whatever they want.”

Qing Jian Wuchang cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much, ancestor, then I'll be welcome."

Wu Se shouted the Buddha's name and glanced at Yan Lan enviously. Yan Lan had so many good brothers and sisters. From the beginning to the end, Wu Se practiced alone. In comparison, he felt quite deserted.

However, when I thought about it, the journey of cultivating Buddhism, which was originally the ancient Buddha of Qingdeng, sitting alone in meditation and in a lively place, may not be suitable for him.

Zhao Qing bowed respectfully to the barefoot old ghost. He could not see through the barefoot old ghost's cultivation. He even felt that the strength of the barefoot old ghost was not weak compared to some strong men in the intermediate beast taming alliance.

Yan Lan let out a long sigh of relief. The long journey of a million miles finally came to an end. Next, it was time to concentrate on cultivation.

After all, fighting and killing all the way is exhausting both physically and mentally.

At this time, a loud voice rang out from the Taoist temple next door: "Barefoot old ghost, you, the young disciple of Yanlan, have indeed done well. Since you have so many disciples now, why not give him to me, the old Taoist, as a gift?"

Make up for the care I have given you over the years."

Yan Lan heard the news and went out, only to see an old man dressed as a Taoist priest rising slowly from the Taoist courtyard next door, standing in the air, smiling, with his breasts exposed, staring straight at him, with twinkling eyes.

Strange light.

The barefoot old ghost immediately hugged Yan Lan to his side as if he were protecting a treasure, shook his head vigorously and said: "Top-chested old man, aren't you trying to kill me? However, we have always been very caring about each other, why?

Who took care of whom?"

Gao Gao smiled slyly and said with a pout: "Oh, you two ancestors have lived together for hundreds of years, and I have long said that you should be together. You see, my master and other elders have taken the initiative to hint,

Barefoot Patriarch, why don’t you just obey!”

The barefoot old ghost trembled all over, and hummed softly: "You weird girl, the topless old man pampers you so much that in the entire Gangtian Sect, you are the only one who dares to make this joke with me, old ghost."

As he said this, the old barefoot ghost said in his heart: "Little girl, just wait until my little lunatic kidnaps you."
Chapter completed!