Mozun just wants to steal the teacher

Mozun, he just wants to steal the teacher

Text/Mountain and River Tireless

During the Ching Ming Festival, the thin rain is like smoke, and the pure aura lingers around Yueling Mountain. The thick and long bells come from the top of the mountain, clearing away the clouds and mist, and resounding through the sky.

Today, Yueling Mountain is very lively.

It coincided with the five-yearly disciple-selection ceremony of the Lingling Sect. The Supreme Immortal had broken through the realm of transformation a few days ago and announced to the outside world that he would recruit a disciple in this ceremony to teach the method of cultivation in person.

The news spread throughout the cultivation world, and countless young talents rushed to Yueling Mountain, hoping to become the disciple of the Supreme Immortal.

On the top of the mountain, the dojo has already been set up, and at a glance, there are crowds of people, even the steps up the mountain are full of people, and the clouds are overwhelming, like locusts passing through.

The suzerain of Yuelingzong sat at the main seat, and the other elders had also taken their seats, except for the first seat on the left.

The auspicious time is approaching, when the apprentice selection ceremony is about to start, a cyan streamer comes from a distance at a high speed, stirs the clouds and mist, and rushes towards the high platform due north of the dojo.

Everyone in the audience raised their necks and looked around, only to see a piece of fluttering clothes corners, like autumn butterflies flying, leaping lightly into the vacant position.

"Hey, who is that?"

"The apprentice selection ceremony is about to begin. The suzerain and the elders are all here, but he has just arrived. With such a status in the Lingling sect, he should be the supreme immortal."

"The Supreme Immortal Venerable has a high level of cultivation. I have admired him for a long time. I came here to worship him as my teacher."

"Who isn't?"

Yan Huiqing's sleeves were wide, and he glanced up and down the stage, a little carelessly: "I'm late."

Master Master Fengchun said with a smile: "Not too late, not too late, the auspicious time has not yet arrived, and you came at just the right time."

Others echoed, jokingly said: "The Supreme Immortal came here in a hurry, is it because he forgets himself because of cultivation, and doesn't remember other things?"

Everyone in the world knows that the Supreme Immortal is obsessed with cultivation, often retreating for dozens of years, and does not take mundane things to heart.

Yan Huiqing didn't speak, Shi Shiran took his seat, the others were not surprised, as if he was used to it.

Spiritual tea was brewed on the table, and a faint golden light radiated from the smoked white steam, showing the richness of spiritual energy.

The taste of spiritual tea is much better than ordinary tea, Yan Hui has a green mouth and drank two more sips.

"Lao Shizi's practice is simply oversleeping."

"I'm going to sleep, is it hindering you?"

"You almost delayed the apprentice selection ceremony! If the protagonist changes his mind and asks someone else to be his teacher, the task will not be completed!"

The system's cold electronic voice wanted to express anger and deliberately emphasized the tone, but it was self-defeating, with an inexplicable sense of humor.

Yan Huiqing's eyelids drooped, and he said slightly: "If you are taken away by others, take it away, what does it have to do with me."

The communication with the system is carried out in the mind, and others will not notice it.

"It doesn't matter, as long as you help the protagonist become No. 1 in the world, you can make a wish at will, and you can make a profit without losing money."

Yan Huiqing leaned back in his chair lazily: "If I don't help, will I be punished?"

The system racked its brains to threaten: "There is no punishment, but you can only stay here forever, you cannot return to the original world, and you cannot see your relatives and friends."

Yan Huiqing sincerely said: "It's great not to be able to see relatives and friends. My father's cheating caused my mother to commit suicide, and my mistress came in to do her best. In my dreams, I want to stay away from them."

"The Supreme Immortal Venerable has a high level of cultivation and a noble status. Dressed to make him live a lifetime without worrying about food and clothing, and be respected by others, I dare not even dream of such a good thing. Thank you."

With such a host on the stand, the system bit the handkerchief aggrieved: "...What about Tang Juan?"

"Who is Tang Juan?"

Yan Huiqing thought for a while: "Oh, the protagonist, let him go to hell."

System: QAQ

Yan Huiqing accidentally read an upgrade-style cultivation novel on the Internet. The male protagonist Tang Juan is a demon king who is dedicated to cultivation.

Tang Juan has attracted a large number of followers with his outstanding personality charm. All the men are his younger brothers, and all the women have entered his harem.

At the end of the story, Tang Juan became the Supreme Being in the realm of comprehension by virtue of his profound cultivation.

Proper Long Aotian's script, the golden fingers are frighteningly thick, it can be called a humanoid cheat.

Just today, the male protagonist Tang Juan will worship the Supreme Immortal Venerable he wears as his teacher, and start the road to become king in the world.

As the thickest of the golden fingers, Yan Huiqing said: Dabaa.

Is it a good fairy, isn't it fragrant? I have to be a tool man.

The apprentice selection ceremony has already begun, and the monks who came from all over the world are testing their spiritual power.

The Lingling Sect only accepts foundation-building disciples, and only those whose spiritual power reaches a certain standard will have the opportunity to join the sect.

Yan Huiqing refused to enter, and refused to let go of the plot, the system was depressed, and ran to the corner to grow mushrooms.

The ears were clean, Yan Huiqing drank the spiritual tea happily.

The crowd in the audience is full of people, and I don't know when to detect it.

According to the plot, Tang Juan will show off at the apprentice selection ceremony, be favored by the Supreme Immortal Venerable, and be accepted as an apprentice.

But what does it matter to Yan Huiqing that the Supreme Immortal Venerable accepts his disciples?

Now that he has this shell, he can do whatever he wants.

A sentence came to mind: Your toolman recharge has not arrived, and will never arrive.

Yan Huiqing almost made himself laugh.

He closed his eyes, his mind moved slightly, and his consciousness broke away from his body, and walked down the mountain leisurely through the crowd.

The system couldn't hold back anymore and asked for something to say: "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by sneaking out?"

"Don't be afraid, I am the Supreme Immortal Venerable now, even if they are discovered, they will not dare to do anything to me."

Yan Huiqing paused for a moment: "What's more, they probably think I'm practicing."

system:"……"

This is true.

At the foot of Yueling Mountain is Changzhao City, which ranks in the middle of the thirteen cities in Kyushu, and a hundred miles to the north is Liuhe Ghost Mountain. It is said that a thousand-year-old puppet corpse with explosive combat power was raised in it.

If you want to ask where you got the news, it is naturally the original text of the novel.

Yan Huiqing looked to the north, and through layers of mist, he could see the faint outline of the mountain.

The book spent a lot of ink and ink describing the process of Tang Juan subduing the puppet corpse, and later lived up to expectations, and the puppet corpse became his number one younger brother.

Killed countless enemies for him, and even blocked a thunder for him.

【Tang Juan didn't kill him, he was merciful in the final blow, and even ran all over Liuhe Ghost Mountain to save his bones.

The puppet corpse was shocked, such a chivalrous demon king is rare in the world, and he couldn't help but give birth to the desire to follow him.

After some trials, the puppet corpse finally decided to bow its head and become a minister, respect Tang Juan as the master, and follow him to fight in all directions. 】

Yan Huiqing didn't even bother to complain.

As a Demon Lord, with the benevolence of a woman, his subordinates are merciful, but he still has the heart to run around looking for bones. It is purely because he is full.

Let him be a demon king, and his custody is more qualified than Tang Juan.

"Host, what bad things are you thinking?"

"Ok?"

The system plausibly said: "I can see your emotional value. Whenever you are holding back bad feelings, your emotions will fluctuate, so don't try to hide it from me."

Yan Huiqing asked curiously: "Then will you know how to look at the face, and help me look at the life span and luck."

The system is righteous: "Believe in science."

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while, and sincerely persuaded: "That's very good, don't say it next time."

Take me through the book, it is really unbelievable for your system to say this.

"Host, where are you going?"

"shop."

In this world, ooc will be punished, depending on the degree, the punishment is divided into different pain levels.

Yan Huiqing is not afraid of people or ghosts, but most afraid of pain.

He has been sensitive to pain since he was born, and most people would make two "hissing" noises when his skin is broken. If his skin was broken a little, his face would turn pale from the pain, and he would faint from the pain if he bleeds.

Breaking through the Transformation Realm will suffer thunder calamity, Yan Huiqing is extremely thankful that he passed through after the Supreme Immortal Venerable suffered the thunder calamity.

Otherwise, if he was struck by lightning, he might roll all over the floor and die.

It has been a month since I came to this world, and in order to maintain the personality of the Supreme Immortal, Yan Huiqing was bored on the mountain all day and couldn't come out.

After finally coming out to let the wind go, I must have a stroll.

Yan Huiqing was about to go crazy: "Didn't you say that someone has set up an OOC adjustment mode, which can make others ignore the difference between me and the Supreme Immortal, when will it be able to be turned on?"

The system is straightforward: "This mode needs to be exchanged with achievement points before it can be activated."

Yan Huiqing smiled dryly: "Will you tell me next time that the achievement value needs to be obtained through the plot."

"Congratulations to the host, the answer is correct."

"Thank you, fuck you."

Yan Huiqing was swearing while drifting down the mountain: "Just force me to help Tang Juan. If you help him, you will be OOC. If you don't help him, you will be an old-fashioned old man."

The system corrected: "It's the Supreme Immortal Venerable, not the old-fashioned one."

"Shut up, I am the supreme immortal now."

"One last reminder, host, what you said just now is ooc."

"It's okay, no one heard anyway."

"Someone's in the woods."

Those who went to visit Lingshan today were all monks who came to participate in the disciple selection ceremony. The people in this forest must not be ordinary people.

It is said that partitions have ears, but I didn't expect that there are ears across the woods.

Thinking of the punishment after OOC, Yan Huiqing's eyes narrowed, and he glanced at the nearby woods: "What is the other party's cultivation level, can I kill him to silence him?"

The system directly ignored the question that could not be answered: "Except for the main characters related to the plot, you can act according to your own mind if you are not OOC."

Yueling Mountain is full of aura, and the forest on the mountainside grows the best, with luxuriant branches and leaves. When the wind blows through the treetops, there is a sound of swaying leaves.

The forest was filled with the fresh smell of grass and trees, Yan Huiqing took a deep breath, and felt that his consciousness was clearer.

"You are a system, you should know all the people in the book, right?"

"My cognitive perspective is connected to you, the host. To prevent confusion in the plot, I can only read their identity information if the host knows the names of the characters in the book."

Yan Huiqing was silent for a while: "If I know their names, do I still need you to identify them?"

System: "Theoretically speaking, it is unnecessary."

Don't kill people, kill the system.

This retarded thing.

Xu Shi felt his killing intent, and the system justified in a low voice: "Because the host has finished reading the novel, this function seems useless. Normally, I should appear when you finish reading Chapter 1."

"Then why are you late?"

"I... overcharged."

Yan Huiqing tapped the system: "If I remember correctly, this novel has a total of 99 chapters, and it's [-] chapters late. You are not only overcharging, you are going to overfill yourself."

"I... I... didn't fully charge... Host, please... don't worry... beep——"

Yan Huiqing waited for a while, but still hadn't heard anything, and said with a headache: "Is your computer dead?"

The old system is in disrepair, and it will crash. Shouldn't it be leaking electricity?

No wonder it can fill nine hundred and ninety-nine chapters.

Yan Huiqing's spiritual consciousness is out of the body, and will not be seen by others.

The power on his body was too strong, just walking through the forest, the birds fluttered and fled in fright.

Probably the first time it crashed, the system rebooted quickly.

Yan Huiqing was afraid of irritating it, so he changed the subject thoughtfully: "Then how do I know if they are related to the plot?"

The system was moved: "There will be a graphic logo above the head of the character related to the plot. The darker the color, the more important his identity in the book is."

There was the breath of a living person in front of him, Yan Huiqing's expression froze, and he floated over vigilantly.

As he approached, a red light began to flicker in the woods ahead, and the closer he got, the brighter the red light became.

At this moment, Yan Huiqing suddenly realized.

He and the system have been communicating in his mind, it is impossible to be heard by others, and it is impossible to OOC.

But it's all here, the red light in front doesn't look simple, so it doesn't hurt to go and have a look.

Yan Huiqing recited "curiosity killed the cat" in his heart, closed his eyes and plunged into the red light.

There was a "sizzling" electric sound in his mind, and Yan Huiqing's first reaction was that the system was leaking.

Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, if the system leaks, it will leak, so don't shock him.

After an unknown amount of time, the rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other sounded, and Yan Huiqing tentatively opened his eyes.

The red light has disappeared, and there is a river winding down from the top of the mountain in front of it, and a red dress is placed beside the river.

The clothes are exquisitely crafted and made of high-quality materials, with dark patterns embroidered on the cuffs and collar.

Feather crowns, girdles, storage bags and other things were randomly piled aside.

The sun shines down from the clouds and mist, passes through the gaps in the leaves, and falls into the river, creating sparkling waves.

The system is silent.

Yan Huiqing had no time to care about him, and looked at the clothes on the ground with great interest.

The clothes are worn by men, with narrow sleeves, wide shoulders, wide waist and thin waist. A man who can wear this dress should have a very good figure.

Yan Huiqing is gay by nature, and is a straight man, but because of too high demands, he has been living a life of asceticism.

"Appreciation" is a very common thing for him.

The pure white waves of the river surged up, and when illuminated by the sun, they showed a jade-like color.

In the clear river water, a cold white wrist suddenly protruded, it was sickly white, three points heavier than the waves.

Just like the cold moon and frost.

Shattered into a thin handful of snow.

Followed by arms, shoulders... Yan Huiqing was sitting next to his clothes, when suddenly water splashed, he raised his head, and was caught off guard by a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes.

It's just that the eyes are extremely cold, and there is no trace of affection in the eyes that should be affectionate.

There was only one thought in Yan Huiqing's mind: Oh, the face is even better!

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