Chapter 3059

The more He Jian saw the waves, the more satisfied he was with them. He said, "little friend, would you like to join me?"

"Master, don't you have to go through any process to accept the younger generation as an apprentice

Shen Lang couldn't help asking.

All these things went smoothly, which made Shen Lang feel unreal. He even doubted whether he Jian had any purpose.

He Jian frowned and hastily added: "little friend, I'm the elder of the Deacon Hall of the ancient vessel gate. I'm still in a position of great authority among the elders. I have many affairs in my daily life, and I have never accepted any apprentices. If you come into my door, you will be my close disciple! In the future, you will inherit my legacy. "

He Jian misunderstands the meaning of Shen Lang and thinks that Shen Lang thinks highly of himself and wants to choose from the best.

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

When he Jian said this, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly: "this Isn't that good? "

"What's wrong? Other elders have many apprentices. As their apprentice, you can't get more benefits from being my apprentice. I'll take you as my close disciple. It's certainly good for you, but not bad for you. "

He Jian frowned and said that he was afraid that Shen Lang would not agree with him. He simply said some real benefits.

Shen Lang's heart was full of joy, and he said excitedly: "the elder misunderstood, the younger is just a nameless Yexiu. Thanks to the elder's respect for the younger, the younger is naturally willing to worship the elder as a teacher!"

It's impossible for Shen Lang to get out of the fairyland alone. Only by taking the sect as a springboard and strengthening his own strength can he have a chance to rise step by step.

He Jian doesn't seem to be a big traitor and villain. He had a clear and righteous attitude towards Lu Peng before, and Shen Lang was willing to recognize him as a teacher in his heart.

For Shen Lang, it's not a shame to pay homage to his teacher. He Jian, as a master in the middle of human immortality, is enough to be his own master.

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

"Ha ha, good! In that case, please follow me to the teacher worship ceremony. " He Jian Fu must 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 a disciple named Shen Lang.

If it's a normal way to worship ancient vessels, Shen Lang needs to start from the lowest level disciples.

Now he has changed into elder He Jian's disciple. His status will be different. He will be respected by ordinary disciples in the sect.

He Jian took Shen Lang to the ancestral hall of zongmen without the formality of worshiping ancient vessels.

All new disciples have to pay homage to the ancient masters and ancestors.

The ancestral hall of the ancestral hall is like a pagoda palace. It is solemn and solemn. It is full of fire and incense. In the center of the hall, there is a vivid statue of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, which is similar to a real person.

His real name is Yang Jian. He has a white face and no need. He is wearing armor and a golden crown. He is holding a three pointed and two edged sword. He is powerful and heroic.

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

Shen Lang and He Jian worship Erlang Zhenjun, and then walk into the back hall. The hall is filled with incense and candles, offering hundreds of memorial tablets.

It is dedicated to the ancient headmasters and some elders who have made great contributions to the sect, and even records the lives of these headmasters and elders.

Shen Lang glanced at the first leader's memorial tablet at the top and took a look.

The first leader of this ancient utensil gate was a great power in the later period of the earth immortal. He was the descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

Guqimen was established after the World War II. Up to now, there are more than sixty generations of headmasters. The accomplishments of each generation are not as good as that of the next. Today, the headmaster of guqimen only has the highest accomplishments of Renxian.

Among the seven immortals, there is only one earth immortal, the current leader of Zhaoyang sect.

It can be seen that since the end of the world, zhenxianjie has been weakening.

Shen Lang was more or less hit. He was ambitious, but the fairyland was so weak.

He Jian knelt down on the putuan with a solemn look and whispered: "you grandmasters, He Jian's disciple is mediocre and does nothing. He has no contribution to his sect. He owes his grandmaster's instruction. Today, I want to accept Shen Lang as my disciple. I will teach him carefully and let him live up to the reputation of my sect! "

Shen Lang is infected by He Jian's sincerity. He Jian is really a person with three views, which makes Shen Lang feel a little awed.

"Disciple Shen Langcheng, who was accepted by the Mongolian instrument sect, must devote himself to cultivation and repay the great kindness of the sect in the future." Shen Lang also knelt down on the futon and said solemnly.

After the worship, Shen Lang made a simple salute to He Jian: "disciple Shen Lang, see your master."

"Apprentice, please get up!"He Jian showed a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and quickly helped Shen Lang up. He said earnestly, "in the future, I don't have to be polite to my teacher."

"Good." Shen Lang nodded slightly.

After the ceremony, they left the ancestral hall. Shen Lang followed He Jian to a mountain named Guangyun peak in the east of cangluan.

Generally speaking, the elder of the ancient Qimen can enjoy a mountain peak alone, which can be regarded as a high-end residence. The eastern part of cangluan is full of chaotic spiritual power. If you practice here, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

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

Shen Lang scratched his head and said, "how can I occupy master's cave?"

He Jian shook his head and said, "it's OK. I'm busy in my daily life, and I don't have time to come to the cave to practice. You just think this is your own cave, and I won't disturb you when I'm a teacher."

"Thank you, master!"

Shen Lang was deeply moved.

He had doubted he Jian's motive before, but now he is ashamed. He Jian really didn't treat himself as an outsider. Shen Lang was glad that he had worshipped such a master.

Soon, He Jian led the waves into the cave.

The furnishings in the cave are very simple. Apart from the necessary tables and chairs and a jade bed, there are only two puppets guarding the cave, who look like children.

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

"Shen Lang, your cultivation is much more advanced than before. I don't know what kind of mental Dharma you used to cultivate?" He Jian took a sip of spirit tea and asked curiously.

Two years ago, Shen Lang Mingming first entered Banxian, and his chaotic spiritual power was disordered and complicated. Now his cultivation has improved significantly, his breath has become more staring, and his chaotic spiritual power is more pure.

Even if Shen Lang is a blood spirit immortal, his cultivation speed can't be as fast as this.

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