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Chapter 232 Leng Yan accepts a disciple

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Some people didn't believe it. After going in, more than half of them never came back, and those who came back were all crazy.

Soon after, word spread that the little devil had become an immortal. At the same time, there was also a legend that Wanzhu Valley was the place where the little devil had become an immortal and that it was a forbidden area. Nine out of ten intruders would die, or one would go crazy.

Becoming an immortal, no matter what era it is, is something that people desire very much. From the powerful to the common people, from poultry, beasts to wild animals, all birds are looking for a way to become immortals.

When I heard the news, I had already returned to Donghua College. I regretted coming back so early, otherwise I could have seen the little devil becoming an immortal. I was also a little anxious, wondering if there would be a thunder tribulation when the little devil became an immortal, and if my Wanzhu Valley would be in trouble. Later, I thought that my poison was not so easy to cure, so I did not go back.

I returned to the valley, opened the time and space gate, and returned to Donghua College with Mo Shangxun.

"Master, wu, wu, wu, wu, wu, I miss you, Master." Yuting flew over crying. When I was about to hug her, I was hugged by Mo Shangxun and dodged. Yuting's hug was in vain. If Yu Yuntian hadn't come in and supported her, I'm afraid she would have fallen flat on her face.

"You are going too far. She is also our master," Yu Yuntian said.

"That's right, he is my brother Xiaoluo, and also my master," Yuting finished her words.

I was taken away by Mo Shangxun, who left a message: "She is mine, no one else can take her away."

"you,"

"Humph, stingy,"

"With our master here, we can go ahead without worry." Hua Jianxian's words immediately caused public outrage, and he was chased and beaten by Yu Yuntian, Yu Ting and the silent Sun Xiaowu.

"Ah, ah, stop hitting me, I beg for mercy, ah, ah, ah," Hua Jianxian shouted as he ran away.

There was a young man holding a needle and thread and making clothes with Leng Yan. This was the scene I saw when I arrived at Leng Yan's place.

The last time I went to the city, Leng Yan asked me to buy some cloth, saying it was to kill time, but how come there is another young man making clothes with me now?

"Well, you can make clothes?" Mo Shangxun asked in surprise.

"I will," he said coldly.

"Brother, yes, he can. In the first two years when I first started learning, he made all my clothes and shoes for me," I said excitedly.

But I didn't see Mo Shangxun's dark face. Leng Yan smiled softly. "You, by the way, Junior Sister, I remember you said, what is the name of the martial art that can use this needle?"

I looked at him strangely and said, "Yes, it is, and it is very powerful, but, but the requirements are too high."

"What do you want? Tell me about it." Leng Yan asked in confusion. He thought to himself, "You sound very mysterious."

"If you want to learn this skill, you must castrate yourself first," I said slowly.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough.” Leng Yan coughed so hard that he almost passed out.

"Ah, hiss," the needle in the boy's hand pierced into his hand.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph, hmph," Mo Shangxun almost fell down and quickly stood up before humming, "Hmph, hmph, Luo Luo, you'd better not say some nonsense."

I responded by saying, "Haha, I'm just kidding. I do have a set of acupuncture techniques. They are my silver needles, and the acupuncture techniques are modified." I had no choice but to say this. Otherwise, the three of them would think I was a slut.

"call"

"Huh, Junior Sister, you have become bad."

"Huh, Luoluo, don't do this next time."

"Junior sister, this is my apprentice, Wang Meng." Leng Yan changed the subject.

"Wang Meng, greetings to my uncle-master, greetings to Master Mo." Wang Meng responded with a salute.

"Well, okay, okay, my senior brother met with trouble before and has not been back for long. He doesn't have any gift for becoming a disciple, so I will give you an iron plate on behalf of my senior brother." After saying that, I took out an iron plate and handed it over.

But I keenly noticed that Wang Meng was eager for this iron plate, but I ignored him. As long as he didn't do anything to hurt his master or Leng Yan, I wouldn't care.