The God of All Realms

Chapter 114 This Young Master Is The Genius You Are Looking For

Chapter 114 Wisdom to know genius (four more voices)

Chapter 114 Wisdom to know genius (four more voices)

Wind blowing!

Even if Linghu Hai was in vain, he was still the cultivation base of the rank one Spirit Sect, which was not something that Long Han could resist at the moment.

“Wah, how do you want to die?” Linghuhai's eyes exploded into a ferocious light.

Long Han turned around, without even looking at Linghu Hai, he walked towards the place where Sanjie Village was next to him.

"What does this man want to do?"

"Could it be that he felt Linghuhai would not dare to kill him when he went to Sanjie Zhuang."

"Although Linghuhai was the outer sect elder of the Ten Thousand Year Sect, he was indeed a direct descendant of the Linghu family, and his identity was not simple."

The people around looked at Long Han's back and wanted to see what medicine was being sold in Long Han's gourd.

Linghuhai's eyes were even more grim. He was in no hurry to shoot. Nothing could stop the person Linghuhai wanted to kill.

"Stuck up!"

Long Han came to the plaque in Sanjie Zhuang and slapped the dusty table, causing the surrounding soldiers to widen their eyes.

Looking at Long Han with some pity, if Linghuhai had a domineering and perverted personality, he would have to become a spiritual king in order to be qualified to join the Ten Thousand Year Sect.

Then, this old man from Sanjie Village was even more like a monster.

He sat here recruiting disciples for Sanjiezhuang, with only one request, which was not to disturb his sleep.

But, Nima didn't disturb your sleep, how could anyone else register?

That was why, there were some people who stood rarely in front of Sanjie Village, all standing there awkwardly, they seemed to be waiting for the old man to open his eyes and recover from his sleep.

“That little bastard, you don't want to live anymore, dare to disturb this old man's beautiful dream!” The old man roared, the corner of his mouth drooling, his eyes sleepy, like a wretched look .

Despite the old man's scolding, Long Han sat on the table in front of the old man, "Old ghost, someone wants to kill your disciple in Sanjie Village?"

"What's? If you can't fight the heavens, who would dare to kill my disciple Sanjie Zhuang, list, and the old man tore his hair." .

"This Long Han dared to pretend to be Sanjie Zhuang's disciple, it was just seeking death."

"If old ghost Wen finds out that he has been played by Long Han later, I don't know if he will be angry."

"I'm sure this kid is playing with fire and setting himself on fire, all the while offending the elders of the two powers."

The surrounding youths all looked at Long Han, and started discussing one by one.

With a mocking expression on his face, Wang Xiong whispered, "You really don't know how to live or die. You dare to play the old ghost of Wen."

Wang Xiong knew very well that old ghost Wen was very powerful. It is said that old ghost Wen has a unique personality. It was said that he was a very strong man in Sanjie Village.

At first, many people were very excited. They felt that Sanjiezhuang sent such a powerful person to recruit disciples. Must be very important. How could they know that this old ghost had come to Flying Dragon City for half a year and had only received a few disciples .

Over time, many people lost hope in Sanjie Village, thinking that Sanjie Village should be destroyed now.

“Oh, it's an old dog there!” Long Han pouted at the old ghost in front of him, and extended his hand to Linghuhai who was filled with an angry face not far away, “Old ghost, he wants to eliminate you Sanjie. . First genius Zhuang Weiwei, if you don't teach him a lesson, I'm afraid you'll lose your reputation."

Hearing Long Han's words, Linghu Hai cursed inwardly, he knew very well the strength of these old ghosts, and he was no match for the ten of them.

If old ghost Wen really shot him, he would have completely lost his reputation today.

Needing to attack first, Linghu Hai said with a smile: "Old ghost Wen, this boy is playing with you, all I want to kill is him, just a piece of trash, can you see him?"

Only Linghuhai knew that the reason why Sanjiezhuang sent Old Ghost Wen to recruit disciples was to recruit true geniuses.

A genius who can turn the tide, can fly into the sky at Tianhuayu, and recover Sanjiezhuang's decline. But the eighth grade spiritual teacher in Xufeng District, old ghost Wen has such high vision, how could he possibly see it?

Old ghost Wen turned his head, and then began to see Long Han, the spirit of the emperor's body naturally flowed, and many of the surrounding warriors retreated a few steps.

Long Han sat on the table with a calm face and smiled: "Old ghost, put away your momentum, this young master is the genius you are looking to turn things around."

"Hahaha. I laugh out loud ..." Linghuhai stood not far away and heard Long Han's voice, which made him laugh out loud, pointed at Long Han, and said, "A rank eight spiritual master. Even if you dare to call yourself a genius, where are you a villager?"

“Wah, what's your name, this old man is a little interested in you.” Old Gui Wen held back his aura, sat down on the chair again, and looked at Long Han, “If as you say, if you are a genius.who can turn things around, I will help you. How about you teach that old dog you said a lesson?"

“Junior Long Han, meet senior!” Long Han stepped back from the table this time, bowed to Old Ghost Wen, and said, “I don't know how senior I want to prove it?”

Old Ghost Wen looked at where Wang Xiong was and pointed to Wang Xiong, "What do you want the old man to give you in these three days? If you can defeat him in three days, I will let you join Sanjie Zhuang and help you. How about teaching that old dog Linghuhai a lesson?"

"it's good!"

Long Han agreed.

He originally wanted to join the Wannian Sect, but now, he felt that joining Sanjie Zhuang was also a good choice.

Sanjiezhuang lost because of him, and now will rise because of him.

“But ugly words are ahead. If you can't even beat that kind of trash, the old man won't be polite.” Seeing Long Han's determination, Old Gui Wen was also a little curious.

“Don't worry, I want to become a Spiritual God. Killing him is easy.” Long Han's current strength could kill Wang Xiong.

His cultivation base was still too weak right now, and he could not resist when he met a truly strong man. When his cultivation base entered the Spirit Sect, he would dare to be immoral at that time.

A lot of people around rolled their eyes, this was the first time I met such a narcissist. Was he the only one who dared to think of becoming a spiritual god?

In the entire Spirit God Continent, there were not many Spirit God Cultivators.

"Haha ... It's kind of interesting, I haven't seen such an interesting young man in a long time." Wen Laogui laughed and glanced at Linghuhai not far away, saying: "Linghu Laogou, this child is considered a man. the past three days. My disciple Sanjiezhuang, if you dare to touch him, this old man will kill you in a matter of seconds."

After all, Linghuhai was also a powerful Lingzong cultivation practitioner, and a member of the Linghu family.

First, he was summoned by old dog Long Han, and now he was summoned by Wen Laogui again, but he did not dare to speak, The gap between his strength and Wen Laogui is too great.

"Old Ghost Wen, if this child is defeated by Wang Xiong in three days, I hope you don't continue to defend him, or my Linghu family won't give up." Linghuhai's eyes were gloomy.

His strength was indeed not as good as Old Ghost Wen, but he moved away from the Linghu family.

Old Ghost Wen did not even bother to pay attention to Linghu Hai, and raised his head to look at the dozen people lined up in front of him, "You ten people have been queuing for three days. This old man is in a good mood today, so I will allow you to join Sanjie Village."

"Ah .. thanks, senior!"

A dozen people were all spiritual teachers, and they had yet to step into the cultivation of the spiritual king, otherwise, they would not have come to Sanjie Zhuang to march.

At first, I thought that if old ghost Wen ignored them, they would leave, and I didn't want to waste time, either, but I don't think that the arrival of Long Han will make them actually become Sanjiezhuang's disciples.

Everyone said that the skinny dead camel was bigger than a horse, and even if Sanjiezhuang was lonely, its overall strength was still far greater than the strength of a second-rate.

Being able to worship Sanjie Zhuang was at least much better than worshipping that second-rate power.

...

nightly.

He took the medicinal pills he requested from Old Ghost Wen.These medicinal pills were all fourth or fifth grade medicinal pills, including for cultivation, to increase their cultivation, and to train their bodies.

After all, for a spiritual emperor like Old Ghost Wen, the most necessary thing was a gold coin. What Old Ghost Wen had said for the past three days, he would give her whatever she wanted, and not want it in vain.

There's no gain, except brain-dead.

Moreover, he had been following Old Ghost Wen for the past three days, so he did not have to go to the inn in Feilong City, otherwise, he might not be able to bear these gold coins.

Long Han was full and returned to the room Old Ghost Wen had found for him.

Sanjiezhuang also has a large courtyard in Feilong City.There are many properties in Sanjiezhuang, and many deacons are responsible for managing the affairs of Sanjiezhuang in Feilongcheng.

"I only used these medicinal pills to increase the cultivation base to ninth grade spiritual teachers, and then prepared to refine medicinal pills to attack tenth grade spiritual teachers." Long Han grabbed the medicinal pill in his hand, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to operate." Chaos Promise Art" practices, and the body's breath operates on a regular basis.

“Sturdy base, the strength of this child may not be weaker than the third rank Spirit King.” After Long Han entered the meditation practice, Wen Laogui's old eyes exploded into bursts of light.

A rank eight spiritual master was comparable to a third rank spirit king, who was a five star genius.

Sanjie Zhuang had not recruited a five-star genius for a while.

Old Gui Wen frowned, but he always felt that Long Han's strength was not simple, and he did not know what was wrong.

Over the past three days, Long Han did not bother going to where the disciples were recruited with Old Ghost Wen, so he buried himself in cultivation in his room.

Under Old Ghost Wen's orders, one would be responsible for delivering three times a day. And what kind of medicine she needed, basically, someone would find her for her soon.

"If you want to get into a tenth grade spiritual master, you need to refine a fourth grade high grade herb, spirit storage pill!" Long Han was very clear that he was now in a sea of rage, breaking through to a tenth-grade spiritual master, and the spiritual power required was immense, even if he were to run the "Chaos Promise Art", he could not bear it at all, and he had to use medicinal pills.

“I happened to use Old Ghost Wen to help me collect the ingredients.” He now had over 20,000 gold coins in his body, and there was not enough money for the ingredients of a fourth grade medicinal pill.

When the idea came to Wen's old ghost, he took out a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone and started writing.