Chapter 3054

He Jian was more satisfied with Shen Lang and said, "little friend, would you like to join me?"

"Master, don't you have to go through any process to accept apprentices? Are you so easy to accept younger people as apprentices?"

Shen Lang couldn't help asking.

All this was too smooth, which made Shen Lang feel unreal and even doubted whether he Jian had any purpose. He Jian frowned and hastened to add: "little friend, I am the elder of the Deacon Hall of the ancient ware gate. Among all the elders, I have a greater authority. I usually have a lot of affairs, and I have never accepted any apprentices. If you come into my school, you will be my close disciple! In the future, you will inherit the mantle of my husband. "

He Jian misunderstood the meaning of Shen Lang and thought that Shen Lang thought highly of himself and wanted to choose the best from all sides.

After all, Shen Lang is such a talented and talented young man. Other elders are afraid to take him as his apprentice.

Hearing what he Jian said, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment and said in embarrassment: "this Not so good? "

"What's wrong? Other elders all have many disciples. You can't get more benefits if you are their apprentice. If I accept you as a close disciple, I'm sure it will do you no harm. "

He Jian frowned and teased his eyes. He was afraid that Shen Lang would not agree with him. He simply put forward some real benefits.

Shen Lang's heart was full of joy. He clasped his fist and said, "the elder has misunderstood me. I'm just a nameless monk. Thanks for your respect for me, I'm willing to learn from you!"

The real fairyland is so difficult to get along with. It is almost impossible for Shen Lang to go out on his own. Only by taking the sect as a springboard and strengthening his own strength can he have the opportunity to climb step by step.

He Jian doesn't seem to be a big traitor and villain. His attitude towards Lu Peng is also very clear. Shen Lang is willing to take him as his teacher.

For Shen Lang, it is not a disgrace to learn from his teacher. He Jian is a master in the middle period of human immortality. He Jian is also enough to be his master.

I just stepped into the fairyland soon. I need a master to take me with me.

"Ha ha, good! In this case, you can follow me to the master worship ceremony. " He Jian Fu Xu Long smile, can't wait to say.

"Yes."

Shen Lang nodded solemnly.

He Jian immediately sent a note to the Deacon hall, asking them to tell the sect that he had accepted a disciple named Shen Lang.

If he is a normal worshiper, Shen Lang still needs to start from the lowest level of disciples.

Now he is directly transformed into a disciple of elder He Jian. His status and status will soon be different, and he will be respected by ordinary disciples in the sect.

He Jian gave Shen Lang a lot of red tape to worship the ancient ware gate, and directly took him to the zongmen ancestral hall.

All new disciples must pay homage to the masters and ancestors of the ancient ware sect.

The ancestral hall of the ancient artifacts gate is shaped like a pagoda palace. It is solemn and solemn. There is a burning candle inside and a strong smell of burning incense. In the center of the hall, there is a statue of Erlang, a real king who shows up as a saint. It is lifelike and similar to a real person.

The real name of Erlang Zhenjun is Yang Jian. He has a white face. He is wearing battle armor, wearing a gold crown and holding a three pointed two blade sword. He is very powerful and heroic.

Yang Jian is a famous ancient god of Meishan, and also the patron saint of Meishan. He is widely believed and worshipped by the monks in Meishan area. There are statues of Erlang Zhenjun in all major sects.

After paying homage to Erlang Zhenjun with He Jian, Shen Lang enters the back hall, where there are incense, candles and hundreds of memorial tablets.

Here are the leaders of the ancient ware sect and some elders who have made great contributions to the sect. They even record the lives of these leaders and elders.

Shen Lang glanced at the tablet of the first generation leader at the top of his eyes.

The first leader of the ancient ware sect was a Dixian, a great power in the later period. He was the descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

The ancient ware sect was established after the end of the world. Up to now, there are more than sixty generations of leaders. The cultivation of each generation is not as good as that of one generation. Up to now, the leader of the ancient ware sect only has the highest cultivation of human immortals.

There is only one Dixian in the seven immortal sects, that is, the current patriarch of Zhaoyang sect.

It can be seen that the fairyland has been in decline since the end of the world.

Shen Lang was more or less hit by some attacks, his ambition is high, but the decline of the fairyland into such. He Jian knelt down on the Futan with a solemn expression and said in a low voice: "all the ancestors, the disciple He Jian is mediocre and does nothing. He has done nothing in his own school, and he has failed in his teachings. Today, I want to take Shen Lang as a disciple. I will teach him carefully and let him live up to the reputation of our school!

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SHEN Lang was infected by He Jian's sincerity. He Jian was really a man of three outlooks, which made Shen Lang a little awed.

"Disciple Shen Lang accepted them from the Mongolian art school. He will devote himself to practice and repay the great kindness of the sect in the future." Shen Lang also knelt down on the futon and said solemnly.

After the sacrifice, Shen Lang made a simple salute to He Jian: "disciple Shen Lang, please see Master.""Please rise, disciple."

He Jian's mouth showed a faint smile, and hastily helped Shen Lang up. He said earnestly: "in the future, you don't have to be polite to your teacher."

"Good." Shen Lang nodded slightly.

After the ceremony, the two left the ancestral hall. Shen Lang followed He Jian to a mountain in the eastern part of cangluan called Guangyun peak.

Generally, the elders of the ancient ware gate can enjoy a mountain peak alone, which can be regarded as a high-end residence. Cangluan is rich in chaotic spiritual power in the eastern part of cangluan. If you practice here, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Guangyunfeng is a place for teachers to practice. There is a cave on the top of the mountain. You can practice here, disciple." He Jian said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang scratched his head and said, "how can I take advantage of your cave, master?"

He Jian shook his head and said, "it's all right. I'm busy in my daily life, and I don't have time to come to the cave to practice. You can only regard this as your own cave, and I won't disturb your cultivation."

"Thank you very much, master."

Shen Lang was deeply moved.

He had doubted he Jian's motives before. Now he is ashamed to think about it. He Jian did not regard himself as an outsider. Shen Lang was glad that he had worshipped such a master.

After a while, He Jian led Shen Lang into the cave.

The furnishings in the cave are very simple. In addition to the necessary tables and chairs and a jade bed, there are only two puppets guarding the cave. They look like children.

He Jian sits down at the jade table. A puppet boy concocted the spirit tea and brings it to him.

"Disciple Shen Lang, your accomplishments are much better than before. I don't know what kind of mind skills you practiced before?" He Jian took a sip of Lingcha and asked curiously.

Two years ago, Shen Lang had just entered the Banxian, and his chaotic spiritual power was disordered and complicated. Now, the boy's cultivation has been significantly improved, his breath has become more staring, and his chaotic spiritual power is more pure. He Jian is a bit strange to be able to progress to this level in two years. Even if Shen Lang is a blood spirit immortal, his cultivation speed can't be as fast as this.

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