Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 232

Seeing this, Yue Ling stepped forward, half squatted and said:

"Don't be nervous, just drink it, it's delicious."

After saying that, he took out a cup of "Ziliu" and started drinking.

Several children also started drinking.

The five people's originally tense emotions calmed down in an instant.

The little girl then spoke:

"Senior, my name is Zhang Xinlan, and I'm seven years old."

Hearing this, Han Changkong nodded.

This girl is only seven years old, which is the right age for education.

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

The five children's eyes lit up.

Especially this girl named Zhang Xinlan.

Then he asked cautiously:

"Can I drink this sweet soup every day if I become your disciple?"

Damn, why is this girl so silly and cute?

Then nodded:

"Of course, you can have as much as you want. This thing is called milk tea. We can go to the Daoist Exchange Pavilion to buy it."

Hearing this, Zhang Xinlan ran directly to Han Changkong.

'puff'

He knelt directly on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Disciple Zhang Xinlan pays homage to Master."

See the scene in front of you.

Han Changkong thought again of the scene when he became a disciple.

"Disciple Han Changkong pays homage to Master"

"Changkong, you will be my fifth direct disciple, Meng Keling, from now on."

"Thank you, Master."

At this time, Zhong Wan saw Han Changkong in a daze.

This brat.

"Changkong, what are you standing there for? Give me a meeting gift!"

Hearing Zhong Wan's roar, Han Changkong finally came back to his senses.

Meeting gift?

Then he searched his body for a long time.

Damn, I seem a little poor.

My storage ring is full of food, drinks and daily necessities.

No magic weapons or elixirs?

No spirit stones either?

Then he said awkwardly:

"Master, can you lend me some spirit stones, or some elixirs or something?"

Zhong Wan looked curious.

"Are you so poor?"

"yes"

Han Changkong suddenly thought, damn, I still have a salary.

So he quickly asked:

"Master, I'm a dignified sect leader, don't I have a monthly salary?"

"How much?"

I really don't know how much my salary is.

All these years of work have been in vain.

"The Sect Master has 10,000 mid-grade spirit stones per year."

Holy shit, ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones?

That is one million low-grade spirit stones.

It turns out that the sect leader earns a million dollars a year.

Then he quickly said:

"Yueling, quickly go find Youye and get back my salary from the past few years. No, my salary."

Then he helped Zhang Xinlan up.

"Xinlan, I'm short of money right now, so take this bottle of medicine."

Then he took out a bottle of spiritual power beads.

"Thank you, Master!"

Now Zhang Xinlan is still in the early stage of Qi training.

It's time to polish the foundation.

It is not a good thing to break through your cultivation too quickly.

Because she is different from me, I am a systematic person.

You can take any pills you want.

Immediately he said:

"Xinlan, you can only take one of these pills a day, and you must meditate for four hours every day. Do you understand?"

Then he began to explain the process of cultivation to Zhang Xinlan.

All of this was achieved bit by bit by the former 'Han Changkong'.

And at this time, Han Changkong became more and more excited as he spoke.

Zhong Wan saw Han Changkong begin to teach his disciples how to practice.

So I took the other four children to the next stop.

Ask Wu Fengjiang Shou if he succeeded in accepting a disciple.

Wang Yiting of Wenjian Peak successfully accepted a disciple.

Wenqi Peak's Guo Sisi successfully accepted a disciple.

Ask Danfeng Shangguan Xue if he succeeded in recruiting a disciple.

Wendao Peak is the main peak of the sect, and Han Changkong successfully accepted a disciple.

That day, Han Changkong looked at Zhang Xinlan meditating under a tree with a kind face.

Someone came to find me.

"Changkong, I brought you something good."

Wang Dong sat down on the chair.

He picked up the tea on the table and started drinking.

Han Changkong looked confused.

"What good stuff?"

Wang Dong directly took out a large piece of meat from the storage bag.

This meat has a rosy color and delicate texture, as if it contains mysterious power.

Han Changkong looked confused?

"What kind of meat is this?"

Wang Dong said with a smug look on his face:

Dragon Meat

Han Changkong jumped up from his chair with a thud.

Then he looked at the dragon meat carefully.

By the way, he had seen a dragon before, but this was the first time he had seen real dragon meat.