Godly Dragon Guard

The more He Jian looked at Shen Lang, the more satisfied he became, and he said with joy, "My little friend, would you like to become my disciple?"

"Senior, don't you need to go through any procedures to accept a disciple? You accept a junior as a disciple so easily?"

Shen Lang couldn't help but ask.

All of this was so smooth that Shen Lang felt unreal and even wondered if He Jian had any purpose.

He Jian frowned and quickly added: "My dear friend, I am the elder of the Deacon Hall of the Ancient Artifact Sect. Among the many elders, I am relatively powerful. I usually have a lot of affairs and have never accepted a disciple. If you If you join my sect, you will be my close disciple! From now on, you will naturally inherit my mantle."

He Jian misunderstood Shen Lang's meaning and thought that Shen Lang had high self-esteem and wanted to choose the best from many sources.

After all, for a junior like Shen Lang who is so talented and talented, other elders are afraid that they will all rush to accept this kid as their disciple.

Hearing what He Jian said, Shen Lang was stunned for a moment and said awkwardly: "Isn't this not good?"

"What's wrong? The other elders have many apprentices. You won't get as much benefit from being their apprentice as I do from being my apprentice. If I accept you as a close disciple, it will definitely benefit you without any harm. .”

He Jian winked and said, he was afraid that Shen Lang would not agree to him, so he simply stated some tangible benefits frankly.

Shen Lang was filled with joy, and he clasped his fists emotionally and said: "Senior, I have misunderstood. I am just an unknown wild cultivator. Thanks to my senior, I think highly of my junior, so I am naturally willing to accept my senior as my teacher!"

The world of true immortals is so difficult to get into. It is almost impossible for Shen Lang to get ahead on his own. Only by using the sect as a springboard to strengthen his own strength can he have a chance to climb up step by step.

He Jian does not seem to be a treacherous or evil person, and his previous attitude towards Lu Peng was also clear and righteous, and Shen Lang was willing to recognize him as his teacher.

For Shen Lang, becoming a disciple is not a shameful thing. As a master in the middle stage of human immortality, He Jian is enough to be his master.

Not long after he entered the true immortal world, he needed a master to guide him.

"Haha, very good! In that case, you can follow me to the apprenticeship ceremony." He Jian said impatiently, stroking his beard and smiling.

"yes."

Shen Lang nodded solemnly.

He Jian immediately sent a transmission note to the Deacon Hall, asking them to inform the sect that he had accepted a direct disciple named Shen Lang.

If he were to join the Ancient Artifact Sect normally, Shen Lang would have to start from the lowest level of disciples.

Now he has transformed into a direct disciple of Elder He Jian. His status will be different immediately, and he will be respected by ordinary disciples in the sect.

He Jian exempted Shen Lang from the many red tapes of worshiping at the Ancient Artifact Sect and took him directly to the sect's ancestral hall.

All new disciples must pay homage to the ancient heads and ancestors of the Ancient Artifact Sect.

The ancestral hall of Guqimen is shaped like a pagoda palace, solemn and solemn. Inside, the candles are burning high and the fragrance is rich. In the center of the hall is a statue of Erlang Xianshengzhenjun, which is lifelike and almost like a real person.

The real name of Erlang Zhenjun is Yang Jian. He has a white face and no beard. He wears a battle armor, a golden crown on his head, and holds a three-pointed two-edged sword. He is majestic and heroic.

Yang Jian is the most famous ancient god in Meishan and the patron saint of Meishan. He is widely believed and worshiped by monks in Meishan area. All sects have statues of Erlang Zhenjun.

After Shen Lang followed He Jian to pay homage to Lord Erlang, he walked into the back hall, where incense was burning, candles were lit, and hundreds of tablets were enshrined.

Here, the past heads of the Ancient Artifact Sect and some of the elders who have made great contributions to the sect are enshrined. The lives of these heads and elders are even recorded.

Shen Lang glanced around, his eyes locked on the top tablet of the first generation head, and took a brief look.

The first head of this Ancient Artifact Sect was a powerful person in the late Earth Immortal period and a descendant of the Seven Saints of Meishan.

The Ancient Artifact Sect was established after the World Destruction War, and now there are more than sixty generations of heads. Each generation's cultivation level is not as good as the last. To this day, the head of the Ancient Artifact Sect only has the cultivation level of a human-immortal peak.

In the entire seven immortal sects, there is only one earthly immortal, who is the current leader of the Zhaoyang Sect.

It can be seen that since the World Destruction War, the True Immortal World has been declining.

Shen Lang also suffered some blows. He had great ambitions, but the fairy world was so weak.

He Jian knelt down on the futon, with a solemn expression, and whispered: "Masters, disciple He Jian is mediocre and incompetent. He has no merit in this sect and has failed to teach him. Today, I want to accept Shen Lang as my disciple. I will teach him carefully and I will let him Live up to our reputation!”

Shen Lang was infected by He Jian's sincerity. He Jian was indeed a man with extremely upright views, which made Shen Lang a little awe-struck.

"Disciple Shen Lang accepts the support of Mongolian Qi Sect. He will devote himself to cultivation and repay the sect's great kindness in the future." Shen Lang also knelt down on the futon and said solemnly.

After the worship, Shen Lang performed a simple apprenticeship ceremony towards He Jian: "Disciple Shen Lang, pay your respects to the master."

"Disciple, please wake up!"

A faint smile appeared at the corner of He Jian's mouth, and he quickly helped Shen Lang up and said seriously: "From now on, there is no need to be polite to my teacher."

"Okay." Shen Lang nodded slightly.

After the apprenticeship ceremony ended, the two left the sect's ancestral hall. Shen Lang followed He Jian to a peak called "Guangyun Peak" in the eastern part of Cangluan Mountain.

The elders of the Ancient Artifact Sect usually have a mountain peak to themselves, which is considered a high-end residence. The chaotic spiritual power in the eastern part of Cangluan Mountain is rich. If you practice here, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

"Guangyun Peak is the place for my master's training. There is a cave at the top of the mountain. Disciple, you can just practice here." He Jian said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang scratched his head and said, "How come I have the nerve to occupy your cave, Master?"

He Jian shook his head and said: "It doesn't matter. I am usually busy with my affairs and have no time to come to the cave to practice. You can just treat this cave as your own. I will not disturb your practice as a teacher."

"Thank you Master!"

Shen Lang was quite moved.

He had doubted He Jian's motives for recruiting disciples before, but now he felt really ashamed when he thought about it. He Jian did not regard himself as an outsider, and Shen Lang was glad that he had such a master.

Not long after, He Jian led Shen Lang into the cave.

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

He Jian sat down at the jade table, and a puppet boy prepared spiritual tea and served it to him.

"Disciple Shen Lang, your cultivation has improved greatly compared to before. I wonder what kind of mental and magical powers you cultivated before?" He Jian took a sip of spiritual tea and asked curiously.

Two years ago, Shen Lang clearly became a semi-immortal for the first time, and the chaotic spiritual power in his body was chaotic and mixed. Now, this boy's cultivation has been significantly improved, his aura has become more intense, and the chaotic spiritual power in his body has become purer.

He Jian was a bit unbelievable that he could progress to this level in two years. Even if Shen Lang had a blood spirit immortal body, his cultivation speed would not be as fast as this.