The ancestor of talismans

"Go!"

Xuan Yang waved his hand with his back to Xu Changshou, feeling mixed emotions.

To be honest, he liked Xu Changshou, but what if he liked him? He was the head of the Green Immortal Sect and could not act based on his personal preferences.

As the head of the Green Immortal Sect, he had to do everything from the perspective of the sect's interests.

The highest interests of the sect should be given priority in everything.

It is true that Xu Changshou could draw talismans, and many of them were very useful to the sect.

However, no matter how good the talismans were, they were not as good as a Yuanying cultivator.

This was the foundation of the sect.

If he had not cultivated a Yuanying cultivator by the time he died, then the Green Immortal Sect would only be destroyed.

If Leng Mei was compared with Huang Tianlang or Li Ling'er, he would definitely choose the latter.

But compared with Xu Changshou, Leng Mei was obviously more valuable.

Although Leng Mei was narrow-minded.

But Xuan Yang did not train her as a head, and neither Huang Tianlang nor Li Ling'er was more suitable than her.

At that time, Leng Mei can assist them.

If Huang Tianlang and Li Ling'er are not talented, and only Leng Mei has formed a Nascent Soul, then there is no choice but to let Leng Mei be the head of the sect.

As long as Leng Mei can form a Nascent Soul, it doesn't matter whether she is the head of the sect or not. One more Nascent Soul cultivator will be a deterrent to other sects.

No one person or resource is more important than a Nascent Soul cultivator.

So, although Leng Mei only has the possibility of forming a Nascent Soul, and although Xuan Yang doesn't like Leng Mei very much, he will still choose Leng Mei if he has to choose between the two.

There is no personal emotion, and everything is considered in the highest interests of the sect.

This is the thinking of the strong.

"Uncle Xuan Yang, Senior Sister Leng Mei has been here, right?"

After hearing Xu Changshou's words, Xuan Yang's heart was a little rippled.

He smiled bitterly. After all, he was too emotional and was seen through by Xu Changshou. As a strong man, he should not have emotions.

"Yes!"

Xuan Yang's mind moved, and he became expressionless, turning to look at Xu Changshou.

"Leng Mei suddenly came to me today and said that you have become her inner demon. If she doesn't kill you, she won't be able to make it."

"So, what is your choice?" Xu Changshou looked at Xuan Yang seriously, looking at him with a faint gaze.

Xuan Yang had no expression on his face, and his eyes were emotionless: "I choose Leng Mei to live and let you die."

Xu Changshou frowned: "If that's the case, why did you still give me a defensive magic weapon?"

"I hope you survive."

"I understand."

Xu Changshou nodded slightly, and couldn't help but admire Xuan Yang secretly.

Although Xuan Yang's choice was to let him die, he didn't hate Xuan Yang at all.

He knew that facing Leng Mei's forcing him to abdicate, Xuan Yang had no other choice.

If he didn't die, Leng Mei's heart would be hard to get rid of, and she couldn't have a baby.

But in fact, in terms of personal feelings, Xuan Yang didn't want to die, and hoped that he would survive.

This seems contradictory, but it is not contradictory in reality.

Xuan Yang chose Leng Mei not because he liked her, but because he thought Leng Mei was more useful than him for the benefit of the sect, so he chose Leng Mei.

Everyone has a time to choose between benefits and preferences.

When making a choice, some people will pursue benefits, and some people will choose what they like.

But Xuan Yang is the ancestor of the Green Immortal Sect and the head of the Green Immortal Sect. He can't make a choice according to his temper, and can only choose to start from the interests of the sect.

Thinking of this, Xu Changshou suddenly felt that Xuan Yang was also quite pitiful.

In the Green Immortal Sect, although he was above ten thousand people, he also lost a lot of things because of this.

"Uncle Xuan Yang, thank you!" Xu Changshou smiled.

Hearing this, Xuan Yang said expressionlessly: "Boy, I am going to kill you, and you still want to thank me. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Xu Changshou continued to laugh: "But I know that Uncle Xuan Yang has not really given up on me."

"You..."

Xu Yang paused slightly, turned his back to Xu Changshou again, and waved to him: "Go!"

"Uncle Xuan Yang, what will you do if I kill Leng Mei?" Xu Changshou said calmly.

A gleam of light flashed in Xuan Yang's eyes: "It's your legitimate defense."

Xu Changshou smiled even more brilliantly: "Senior Sister Leng is your direct disciple. If I kill her, will you not feel distressed and will you not take revenge?"

Xu Yang said expressionlessly: "I never care about feelings when I act, and I always put the interests of the sect first."

"Farewell, disciple!"

Xu Changshou clasped his fists slightly and floated away.

"Xu boy, I hope you can create miracles again."

Watching Xu Changshou leave, Xuan Yang sighed slightly.

He is still quite sentimental, even though he has always used the method of raising Gu to train his disciples.

Let the disciples have conflicts and struggles with each other to maintain their fighting spirit.

However, this is not the real raising of Gu.

The real raising of Gu is to put all the Gu worm larvae together, watch them kill each other and devour each other, and the last remaining Gu worm must be the strongest.

Many emperors in the world will use this cruel method to cultivate the next generation, so that the offspring cultivated in this way can shoulder the heavy responsibility of the country.

Although cruel, it is very effective.

Xuan Yang suddenly felt that next, he should raise Leng Mei and Xu Changshou as Gu worms.

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"Ling'er, come!"

Xuan Yang's voice sounded faintly in Li Ling'er's ears.

"Respect the law!"

After a while, Li Ling'er flew to the Taoist temple of Xuan Yang Patriarch.

"Hehe, Master, do you have something to ask me?"

Li Linger ran over and poured tea for Xuan Yang with a smile on his face.

Xuan Yang smiled, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "How is your practice recently?"

Li Linger smiled and said: "Everything is going well."

Really?

Xuan Yang touched Li Linger's wrist, and his face sank: "Linger, you have been a little slack in practice recently. I heard that you have broken through the middle stage of Jindan for more than a month, and your spiritual energy has increased so slowly. Are you lazy?"

Li Linger shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, I am not lazy. I am now in the middle stage of Jindan, so my practice progress is naturally very slow. Moreover, I will definitely take up some time to participate in the Dandao Ceremony."

"Really?"

Xuan Yang was unhappy: "But I heard from Tianlang that you sneaked out of the sect three days ago. What did you do?"

"Disciple, disciple, disciple went to Pingyang Market to buy some jewelry, and came back soon. I didn't delay outside."

Li Linger gritted her teeth and secretly blamed Huang Tianlang for complaining.

Bang!

Xuan Yang slammed the table and said angrily: "Nonsense, I have told you so many times that you are not allowed to go out."

"Disciple knows that I was wrong!" Li Ling'er lowered her head.

"From now on, you will be punished to face the wall and reflect on your mistakes. You are not allowed to leave my dojo until you have cultivated the sixth Danwen."

"Ah!"

Li Ling'er panicked.

She has only cultivated the fifth Danwen. It will take at least twenty years to cultivate the sixth.

She never thought that she would be punished so severely for just sneaking out once.

Huang Tianlang, I hate you so much.

"What? Do you have any objection?"

"No objection, disciple has no objection!"