The thousand-fold power transmission, all the disciples ascended

Emperor Immortal Sect, the main hall of the sect.

"Master, Master!!!"

Looking at the old man who was about to die, Su Ming screamed miserably!

"Master, don't die!"

The old man coughed up blood and looked at the apprentice who cared about him with a kind smile.

"Xiao Ming, my master... I have to go first. You have to take good care of... my little junior sister."

As he spoke, the old man tilted his head, kicked off his legs, and passed away.

"No!"

Su Ming was about to collapse.

Old man, you will die, but will you pass on your Yijiazi skills to me? !

Otherwise, how can I take care of my little junior sister?

How to spread the branches and leaves of the sect? !

Su Ming wanted to cry but had no tears.

He traveled to this fantasy world three months ago.

This fantasy world is a little different from the one in the novel.

Due to their physical constitution, all monks on the continent, including other living beings, can accept others to teach them skills and gain soaring power.

"Return to the Emperor Immortal Sect, return to the Hidden World Sect, nothing!"

"Other people's old men passed on a thousand years of kung fu before they died, and became saints and ancestors. I, after five years of cultivation, am still at the seventh level of Qi refining..."

Su Ming looked at the old man's body, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother, don't cry!"

Zhou Ziruo, wearing a purple skirt, trotted over, her pretty face full of comfort for her senior brother.

"Senior brother, there's me too!" Zhou Ziruo hugged Su Ming distressedly.

yes!

And little junior sister!

I still have to raise a junior sister, why is it so difficult for me!

When Su Ming saw his little junior sister, he cried even more sadly!

"Hey..." Zhou Ziruo sighed.

It seems that the death of master has hurt senior brother a lot!

Senior brother, he is a person who values ​​friendship!

"Brother, the fact that Master has passed away cannot be changed. Now, we must quickly find a geomantic treasure place to bury Master."

"Moreover, I just saw that the Holy Son of the Black Mountain Sect came to the foot of the mountain with a group of people. He may have some evil intentions..." Zhou Ziruo said with a worried look.

Black Mountain Sect?

Su Ming was stunned.

These guys have long wanted to annex the Emperor Immortal Sect. Now that the master is dead and the Emperor Immortal Sect has no Golden Core cultivators, how can it compete with them?

Su Ming's face was full of sorrow, so he had to suppress his thoughts and said to his junior sister: "Junior sister, you go and sort out Master's belongings first, and we will think of a solution later..."

"Okay, senior brother. People can't be resurrected after death, senior brother, don't be too sad." The little junior sister comforted the senior brother with concern.

He patted Su Ming gently with his little hand.

Ever since she joined the Emperor Immortal Sect, her senior brother Su Ming has been taking care of her.

Therefore, she is closer to Su Ming.

Zhou Ziruo left reluctantly.

[Ding, the transfer of power and repair is enabled in the system and bound to the host. 】

After Zhou Ziruo left, a cold mechanical sound suddenly sounded in Su Ming's mind.

[Ding, binding successful! 】

With the cold mechanical sound.

Such information appeared in Su Ming's mind.

[Host: Su Ming]

[Age: 20 years old]

[Cultivation: Seventh Level of Qi Refining]

[Identity: Disciple of the Emperor Immortal Sect]

[Talent and Qualification: If you practice honestly, you will never be able to attain the Great Dao in your lifetime]

Su Ming looked at the data on his personal panel and his face darkened.

Is this system so tactless?

It has been twenty years since he traveled back in time, and he has only reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, and he knows that he is a novice.

And the little junior sister who just joined the Emperor Immortal Sect has cultivated to the fifth level of Qi Refining in one or two years.

This is the talent gap!

But don’t tell the truth when you see through it, and don’t tear it apart when people are in trouble.

Su Ming adjusted his mind and focused on the system.

After a little research, Su Ming finally figured out the purpose of the system for transferring skills and returning to cultivation.

As long as he teaches his skills to others, he can get rewards.

The rewards are mainly for cultivation, and occasionally come with some other things.

The reward is returned as a multiple of the cultivation base and is randomly selected. The minimum is ten times and the maximum is a thousand times.

Su Ming became excited, this system looked very serious!

As long as he can always find people to teach his skills, will the Immortal Emperor be far behind?

Thinking of this, Su Ming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

A gentle smile appeared on his already handsome face.

"Brother, aren't you sad?" Zhou Ziruo was standing nearby with a bag in his hand.

It is probably a relic of the master.

Su Ming looked sad just now, but now he has a smile on his face.

Zhou Ziruo's heart calmed down.

The senior brother is her backbone!

Although he is a loser in cultivation, he is kind-hearted and handsome.

Even if the eldest brother couldn't break through the foundation building stage in his lifetime, she didn't care.

I support him!

Zhou Ziruo secretly made up his mind.

Senior brother has the most beautiful smile.

"Well, yes. Although Master is dead, days will still pass."

"Junior sister, we must cheer up, carry forward the Emperor Immortal Sect, and continue to spread its branches. In the future, the Emperor Immortal Sect will definitely become the top sect on this land!"

Su Ming said loudly, I have a system, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Zhou Ziruo looked at the confident Su Ming and fell into a trance.

She only heard the words "broad branches and scattered leaves" in the entire sentence.

I don't know what I thought of, and my face turned red with embarrassment.

Boom!

Suddenly there was a loud noise.

"People of the Emperor Immortal Sect, listen, you have been surrounded."

"Surrender obediently and I will spare your life!"

A rough voice came from outside the mountain gate.

This is the voice of the Holy Son of Black Mountain Sect - Black Bear.

Black Mountain Sect and Emperor Immortal Sect are both ninth-grade sects, and the two sects have been fighting openly and secretly.

But unlike the strict recruitment of disciples by Emperor Immortal Sect, Black Mountain Sect recruits disciples widely.

Although the disciples are of varying quality, it is also a large sect with hundreds of people.

Although the old sect master of Emperor Immortal Sect is a golden elixir cultivator, he has only two disciples, and the sect's power is limited to this broken mountain.

Even the relic is only that broken bag.

"Humph, come at the right time!"

Su Ming was delighted, just in time to test the power of the system.

He touched the head of his junior sister Zhou Ziruo, indicating that she didn't need to worry.

Everything is up to his senior brother.

"Black Bear, who gave you the guts to provoke our Emperor Immortal Sect?" Su Ming cursed back directly.

"Get out of here if you don't want to die!"

The voice spread far away.

It kept echoing in the mountains.

Roll~roll~roll~roll.

At the foot of the mountain.

A tall and strong man was surrounded by many people.

Black Bear listened to the word "roll" echoing continuously, and his face changed with anger.

The originally dark face turned purple and black.

"Su Ming! Your master is dead."

"Without your master's protection, today is your death!"

"Come on, break the Emperor Xian Sect's mountain protection formation with all your strength!"

Black Bear cursed back directly, and countless Black Mountain Sect disciples attacked the Emperor Xian Sect's mountain protection formation.

The whole formation kept shaking.

"Brother, the mountain protection formation will be broken in half an hour at most."

Zhou Ziruo looked at the crumbling formation with worry.