strictlysupreme Chapter 659: The Combined Sect (There is one more update, 1pm, please get up tomorrow morning to rea
Chapter 659: The Combined Sect (There is one more update, 1pm, please get up tomorrow morning to rea
Chapter 659: He X Zong (There is one more update, a little later, everyone should get up tomorrow morning to read it)
"Master, don't worry. I often eat and drink with the big guys. Just follow me. It's just a matter of having an extra pair of chopsticks."
Zhang Chulan patted his chest, followed by the impatient Feng Baobao and the old Taoist priest who seemed to be worried.
"Chu Lan." Zhang Zhiwei said slowly, "I've long seen that you are a child who can do great things, but can we discuss something?"
"What's the matter? Master, we are friends, so please don't be polite." Zhang Chulan said, holding the cross-border talisman.
The old Taoist priest said, "It's meaningless to swallow our world, why don't we keep it for you?"
Zhang Chulan paused, scratched the back of his head helplessly, and felt a toothache:
"Master, why are you still bringing this up? It's a movie."
"The Grandmaster has become so possessed by the devil, do you think I'm blind?"
Zhang Zhiwei sighed softly: "Just follow what is written on the Universal Identification Talisman. Just tell it that if anything happens, you can help me open a back door."
"Ha ha."
A few years ago, even if Zhang Chulan was beaten to death, he would never have thought that one day he would hear the old master asking him to open a back door.
But how come there is no vanity or sense of arrogance at all? What is this faint sadness and melancholy?
"Zhang Chulan, is the origin of the universe delicious?" Feng Baobao peered from behind him, drooling, and said, "Give me some to taste."
Obviously, she only appeared a few times during the filming of the movie, but she was analyzed frame by frame by the "swallowing scholars" and "reversed scholars" on some forum and dug out.
There were even servants from Chaldea who revealed on the forum that it was this person who opened the altar and summoned the Great Celestial Lord from the fairyland.
Zhang Chulan, who thought he was low-key enough, is now stamped with the label of a villain.
It's just terrible
"Go away, I didn't get any at all, and I even gave some away to repay a favor."
Zhang Chulan pushed Feng Baobao away, then said with a flattering smile: "Master, please believe me. No matter what, I can't harm my own family, right?"
He used the cross-border symbol and took the first step forward.
"Look at the style of painting here."
Zhang Chulan turned around and said something, then walked in: "How could it be some evil villain?"
pat!
A drop of scalding liquid hit Zhang Chulan. The moment he slowly turned his head, his eyes were red.
Countless blood splatters were all over the sky, falling like raindrops, mixed with the wails of collapse.
“It hurts, it hurts, it hurts—!”
Song Shuhang's body suddenly cracked open one after another. Each of the cracks was more than an inch deep, and countless liquefied "blood" spurted out from the wounds.
Tears kept falling from Song Shuhang's eyes, and then he fell in front of Zhang Chulan with lifeless eyes.
"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid and made a mess."
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Zhang Chulan's eyelids twitched, but then a scream like ghosts howling was heard.
"I really don't know anything!" Kuang Dao Sanlang was tied to the table. A handsome young man with a feminine face was standing beside him, holding a plate of beautifully presented roast chicken, with a hesitant expression on his face.
"I am a staunch supporter of the Devourer of All Worlds! There must be a bug in the program simulating the universe!" Mad Blade Sanlang twisted his body like a caterpillar:
"I really don't know why the Confucian saint I summoned would do such a thing. It was not my intention!"
"Dear Ru Sanshenglang, there are no outsiders here." Su Lin took the dish from Huai Shi and walked to Kuang Dao Sanlang, who was trembling all over but with excitement in his eyes.
"No way, you don't really think that we forgot about you because we didn't look for you these days, do you?"
"You are the main contributor to this film shooting project. How could we forget you?"
“So, come and enjoy it.”
It was as if tangible malice was spreading wantonly, and fear was so thick that it condensed into liquid, mixed with black pepper sauce and fell on the "lamb".
Winter was approaching, and the chill was sweeping across the land. Mad Blade Sanlang was truly unable to make a sound. He could only watch as the tender meat filled with malice was picked up by the fork and fed to his lips by Su Lin himself.
"Eat, Sanlang, this is your fate."
Su Lin held the other person's chin, helped him to close it up and down, and let him chew for a few times.
Then he took out a goblet filled with bubbling black liquid and gulped it down for the other person.
Desperate wailing and sobbing, black particle mist, and the extremely gloomy malicious trend, after everything here has subsided.
Su Lin nodded with satisfaction: "Thank you for the hard work in the secondary processing."
"Nothing." Huai Shi glanced at the takeaway paper bag of the 'Pen Laise' meal and said, "Is there any deep hatred?"
If Shirou Emiya's path to becoming a god of cooking is to create bright cuisine that brings happiness and satisfaction to everyone, then the path of the devil of cooking that Huai Shi takes is from the preparation of poisons to the smelting of dark essence, and then to dark cuisine that is almost alchemy.
A Splatoon meal is then processed again by the Kitchen Devil, and you can imagine what happens next.
Huang Shan, Venerable Henghuo and others who were waiting to collect the bodies refuted one after another.
"My friend, this is wrong!"
"Don't sympathize with him!"
"We can't let the reputation of Confucianism be tarnished any longer!"
Huai Shi didn't quite understand, but was greatly shocked.
How serious must the sin be to cause such public outrage?
Su Lin returned the concave-bottomed porcelain plate in his hand to Huai Shi, and as he turned around, he said, "Chu Lan, why are you just standing there? Take the old Taoist priest to find a seat."
I don’t know why Zhang Chulan and Zhang Zhiwei over there seemed to be shrouded in shadow, standing there motionless.
"I told you not to perform, but you didn't listen, ah."
He pulled the Azure Jade Sword away from the arms of Song Shuhang, who was performing the secret identification technique, and then returned to his seat to continue the previous topic with Xiao Yan.
"To be fair, I have the teaching check-in records of each of you last year." Su Lin took out a form and spread it on the table:
"Elder Zhongli 83 times, Elder Wei Gong 0 times, Elder Ye Fan asked Yu Feng to go out as a thug and lost 1 time, Elder Han Li 65 times, Xiao Yan's fighting spirit was at the third stage, sorry, 3 times."
"A sect of cultivating immortals is like a school. Although our Tianyi Sect is small, it has everything."
"Practice, skills, refining, alchemy, talismans, fighting skills, everyone has their own responsibilities, but why do some teachers take sick leave every day?"
"This is clearly what I, a physical education teacher, should do!"
Especially Xiao Yan, during these three times it was basically the substitute Yao Lao who helped to teach and was taught together with the disciples.
"Aren't you the principal?" Meng Qi complained.
"You have no right to speak!" Su Lin said bluntly, "According to your cultivation level, you are the vice-president, and Lu Mingfei over there is still the acting principal. Neither of you has ever attended class!"
Everyone fell silent upon hearing this.
Indeed, although the establishment of the sect was a spur of the moment idea, everyone except Zhongli and Han Li had to take some responsibility for the teaching of the disciples.
"In Xuanzhou Continent, it is a taboo for sect disciples to change sects at will."
Yan Sen thought for a moment and smiled, "Although it is easy to enter the Tianshen Sect, it is not good to change sects at will. Fellow Daoist Xiao Yan can think it over before contacting me."
Xiao Yan nodded, supporting his chin with some confusion as he fell into thought.
Yang Jian and Fang Zheng, who had been watching the show on the sidelines, suddenly felt that something was wrong.
"A school where God is the principal and Sanqing is the vice-principal?"
“Isn’t this quite impressive?”
This is also what gives Xiao Yan a headache.
I don’t care about it, but Xiao Xiao’s future cannot be taken lightly.
If all these guys could behave themselves, the future potential of Tianyi Sect would definitely be the best in the world and would definitely not be worse than Tianshen Sect!
The premise is that these people
There are two words: serious.
Besides, sending Xiao Xiao to the Tianshen Sect like this would indeed damage the reputation of the sect and other people.
"I will strive to become the Dou Di tomorrow, and then we will have classes every day in the future. Will you also have classes every day?" Xiao Yan looked at everyone with suspicion.
Su Lin opened his mouth and said in confusion: "Ah?"
Meng Qi came back to his senses: "Huh?"
Shirou Emiya was exhausted and forced a smile: "Ah, another job?"
"." Xiao Yan knew that he shouldn't have any expectations for this group of guys: "I'll leave it to you, Teacher Yansen"
Seeing Xiao Yan make the decision, Yan Sen raised his teacup with both hands and saluted with a smile.
"I will definitely teach you well."
"Take the trouble."
Xiao Yan raised his glass in response with a relaxed smile.
Su Lin also raised his glass: "Thank you, Yufeng and Cong Niang."
puff--!
Xiao Yan covered his chest with his hands, obviously choking on the tea.
"." Yansen's movements were also a little stiff. He put down the teacup and looked at Su Lin with a confused look.
If other sects in Xuanzhou Continent secretly placed their disciples in Tianshen Sect, Yan Sen might still suspect that someone was plotting to take over the inheritance of Tianshen Sect, but he could place it in Su Lin's hands.
Iwamori actually felt that this person was serious.
"If that's the case, wouldn't Fellow Daoist Su's sect be left without disciples?" Yan Sen's expression suddenly became strange: "Is your sect really willing to part with these two talented disciples?"
Su Lin waved his hand generously and said firmly:
“A wise bird chooses a tree to inhabit. In ancient times, the phoenix would not inhabit anything but the Chinese parasol tree. If you cannot build a nest to attract the phoenix, then you should seek innovation and change, and let the phoenix fly to the sky and find another place.”
“Only in this way can running water remain undisturbed and open up new horizons.”
These remarks left others stunned, especially Xiao Yan. He didn't expect that this guy was so talented when he got serious.
"It would be great if you could be so broad-minded every day." Xiao Yan wiped his sweat.
The only time he can muster up energy is when he's trying to shirk responsibility and slack off. This guy's talent is definitely misplaced.
"Sect Master Su Lin." This was the first time Yan Sen had encountered such a situation in his two thousand years of life.
"If Sect Master Yan Sen wants to refuse, then I have another proposal." Su Lin came to Yan Sen with great sincerity, waved his hand to summon a bunch of light balls to float above his head, and said with a smile:
"I sincerely invite Sect Master Yansen to be a substitute teacher in my sect. I will reward you with the inner privileges of the Tiandao Library."
It's true that he wants to slack off, but it's not impossible if he can find a good teacher for that kid and give him some of his collected knowledge as a reward.
Iwamori frowned, was silent for a while, then started laughing:
"Please forgive me for refusing. Since the establishment of Tianshen Sect, there has never been a situation where the Sect Master served as an elder in another sect. Even if it is just a substitute teaching, the sect's internal skills cannot be easily passed on to outsiders."
"Oh, you can be the sect leader." Su Lin said.
Iwamori: “.”
this person.
The impression of their first meeting was being refreshed rapidly in Iwamori's mind. He covered his forehead with his hands as if he had a headache, wondering if he had heard something wrong.
"You can be the leader, too?"
Is he serious?!
"But after all, Tianyi Sect is not Tianshen Sect."
"It's not impossible to change the name to Tianshen Sect now."
Su Lin thought about it and asked Medicine Venerable: "When we were naming it, we should have considered the name Tianshen Sect."
Yao Lao was silent for a moment, then nodded.
"." The corner of Yansen's mouth twitched, as if he had never expected this situation.
As an unfathomable powerful person, such a big sect just handed over the position of the leader to someone else.
Something's wrong?
No matter how you think about it, it seems a little wrong, right?
In a trance, Yan Sen saw the unreliable shadow of his master, that old man, in Su Lin, but that old man attached more importance to the sect.
Yan Sen sighed, he looked at the balls of light above his head, and suddenly smiled and said, "Since Daoist Su Lin has invited me so kindly, I have a suggestion."
"Please speak." Su Lin took out a pot of Immortal Drunken Wine, poured it into the cup, and said, "For the future of my disciples, I, the sect leader, will do anything."
"Fellow Daoists, please join our Tianshen Sect as guest elders and teach our disciples different systems of knowledge and skills. I will also join your sect. In this way, our two sects will become one family."
Iwamori raised his finger and spoke eloquently.
Generally speaking, this kind of attempt to maintain the face of both sects, promote mutual exchanges, and bring benefits to the disciples of both sides is impossible to achieve, but the other sect does not have many people, and is not as bound by formalities as traditional sects.
Firstly, if he could obtain the other party's sect's secret manual that contained the Taoist canon of all realms, Yan Sen felt that he would owe a great favor; secondly, since the other party had intended to name it Tianshen Sect when he mentioned it, this might not be a kind of fate. People who practice immortal cultivation also pay attention to the word "fate".
"While strengthening the Tianshen Sect, Fellow Daoist Su Lin can serve as my deputy sect leader. We can mutually benefit each other. Fellow Daoist Su Lin?"
Iwamori kindly reminded: "Your wine is full."
The Drunken Immortal Wine trickled out from the wine jug, spreading all over the table, the floor, and everywhere. As the aroma of the wine filled the air, the rich immortal power spread in all directions.
Su Lin looked at the other person blankly, totally not understanding why there was such a "good person".
"If that's okay, we can sign a contract."
Iwamori took out a contract:
“In this way, I don’t have to bring Miss Xiao Xiao to the Tianshen Sect in another world. Fellow Daoist Xiao Yan can meet his daughter at any time.”
"There are differences between immortals and mortals, but we are all cultivators. It is also a blessing for relatives to be able to walk together on the path of cultivation."
"Fellow Daoist Su Lin, what do you think?"
Su Lin felt that all eyes were focused on him. He dodged and looked to the side, his chin resting on his right hand as if he was thinking deeply.
"Um"
"I am just the sect master. As for this matter, every elder in our sect is independent. The new era is not defined, and their opinions are equally important."
Su Lin put away the wine jug and sat down. He was trying to read the random reply, but he saw Xiao Yan standing in front of Yan Sen and pressing his handprint.
"Okay, that'll do."
With a gleam in his eyes, Xiao Yan turned around and rushed straight towards Su Lin, grabbed the other's hand and tried to hold the other's thumb.
"Da Silly Yan! What are you doing?!" Su Lin scolded.
"I will do anything for Xiao Xiao."
Xiao Yan tried his best to fight against God with his mortal body:
"You said you were willing to do anything for your disciple's future. Press it!"
(End of this chapter)