Eternal First Immortal Sect

If someone asks Huang Quan, what is he most want to do now?

Then he will answer without a doubt: Quickly improve his cultivation.

"Oh my God, what did I just do? That's a 30-fold gradual speed bonus!" Huang Quan felt a dull pain in his heart, and his whole spirit was wilted.

An impulse emerged in Huang Quan's heart. He wanted to run back to the Zongmen Hall, and then begged Chen Xi to accept him as a disciple again.

But after all, he is the Huangquan Devil Emperor who crosses the world, and he can never do such a humiliating thing.

So, five minutes later.

"Head, are you still there?" Huang Quan flushed as he stood outside the Zongmen Hall, and then asked in a low voice.

"Come in." Chen Xi's very majestic voice slowly spread from the sect hall.

Huang Quan hurried forward two steps, and quickly stepped into the hall of the sect.

"Disciple Huang Quan, pay homage to the head!" Huang Quan let out a deep breath, and then bent forward slightly, he bowed and said.

"Why are you back?" Chen Xi looked at Huang Quan with some confusion, wondering what kind of medicine this guy sold in the gourd.

"Master, I used to be a ghost, I was blinded by lard. Ahem, if you are willing to be my master, I guess you will wake up in your dreams, so..." Huang Quan's face was a bit awkward, but to speed up his practice. Speed, he still said shyly.

"Oh? Are you repenting? You want to be a disciple of this seat again?" Chen Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then said with interest.

"Master, please be respected by the disciple!" Huang Quan didn't want to talk too much nonsense, but saw his face serious, and then knelt in front of Chen Xi with a plop.

This guy's movements were so great that Chen Xi was shocked.

"Do you really think about it this time?" Chen Xi groaned, then asked solemnly.

"Think about it!" Huang Quan nodded his head, he said without hesitation.

"No more regrets?" Chen Xi smiled, then said softly.

"Never go back!" Huang Quan's face was solemn and solemn, and that posture was almost swearing to heaven.

"Very well, then you will be the third disciple of the teacher from now on." Chen Xi nodded lightly, and then said without hesitation.

Although it is not clear why Huang Quan suddenly changed his mind, since he was willing to be his disciple, there was no reason to refuse.

"Disciple Huang Quan, knock on Master!" Huang Quan knelt on his knees, and then slammed his head at Chen Xi.

"From today, you will move to the dormitory of the direct disciple. If you have time, you can choose the secrets and practice in the Scripture Pavilion at will. There are also alchemy pills, if you need it, you can use it at will. Report to the teacher." Chen Xi nodded lightly, and then explained to Huang Quan.

"Thank you, Master!" Huang Quan's face was filled with joy, and after he once again knocked on Chen Xi, he turned and left.

Chen Xi looked at Huang Quan's back, a faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

What's the amazing identity of this new disciple he has acquired? Chen Xi was very curious about this.

This Huang Quan is different from Chu Yun and Lin Qianxue, his secrets are bigger, and his potential is extremely terrifying.

After so many days of getting along, Chen Xi has gradually figured out something.

Chu Yun, his second disciple, should be the son of destiny, or the person of heaven.

He is extremely lucky, and he carries his grandfather with him, which is a proper protagonist template.

And Lin Qianxue? Probably it should be the identity of a certain protagonist's confidante.

Chen Xi didn't really care about these things. After all, he was also a traverser, and carrying the system with him should be considered the protagonist.

"Huang Quan, Huang Quan, are you reincarnated with great power? Or is it the rebirth of the strong?" Chen Xi clearly felt that Huang Quan had a mature age far beyond his age.

Those are a pair of ruthless and resolute eyes, generally speaking, only the elderly who have experienced countless vicissitudes of life will have them.

"I hope you can bring me a different surprise." Chen Xi slowly closed his eyes, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and then muttered to herself.

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On the other side, Huang Quan came to the dormitory of the direct disciple with great joy.

He couldn't wait to experience what it's like to practice 30 times the speed, so he directly sat down with his legs crossed and began to practice with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the Celestial Sect had once again exploded the pot, and the head had actually recruited a new disciple, the Huangquan who had passed the Hell difficulty of the Body Refining Pavilion.

Many disciples are curious and envious of Huang Quan.

After all, it is such a great honor to be Chen Xi's personal disciple, it is almost their biggest dream.

"Next time I see him, is it possible that I have to call senior brother?" At this moment, a person's facial expression is very wonderful, that is, the core disciple Li Cheng, his face is tangled.

A new handyman disciple who joined the sect became a direct disciple of the head in a blink of an eye, which caused a great shock to Li Cheng's heart.

And the saddest thing is that the handyman disciple was brought out by himself.

Obviously in the morning, he still had to call himself senior, but in the afternoon, the form was completely reversed.

"Blame me, it's okay to ask him to challenge the physical training pavilion for what to do. This time it's fine, and one more senior came out." Li Cheng's expression of chagrin made him really depressed.

Chu Yun and Lin Qianxue were the first to learn about this news. They were very curious about themselves, the young junior brother who suddenly appeared.

So that, as soon as the two talents finished their cultivation, they came to Huang Quan's door in a pitiful way.

Huang Quan was practicing cross-legged in the room, and he didn't know the outside voice.

The 30-fold increase in cultivation speed made him feel like he was in heaven.

"If I keep practicing like this, maybe in less than ten thousand years, I will be able to return to the top." Huang Quan squeezed his fist tightly, with a faint smile on his mouth.

"After so long, I don't know if my former subordinates are still there, and how many of them can still be used?" Huang Quan muttered to himself, full of vicissitudes of life. sense.

In this blink of an eye, one hundred thousand years passed by.

In the vicissitudes of life, things are different, so that Huang Quan's Dao Xin has some loosening.

He sometimes gets very confused. What is the purpose of practicing for so many years?

Are you on the top? But he was already on the top, but he was not defeated by the stronger Biluo Immortal Emperor.

Tens of thousands of years of cultivation have come to nothing, and everything has to be started from scratch.

"Does there really exist invincible people in this world?" Huang Quan murmured to himself, his face full of arrogance actually brought a touch of melancholy.

There is no end to practice all the way.

The spiritual practitioners never move forward.