"I can't say that I will have to ask my Taoist friend to take care of me when the time comes."

At the end of the story, Chen Dongxing also showed a smile.

What's the use of thinking about this so early?

He would be very happy if he could change his destiny against the will of heaven and extend his life by three hundred years.

As for the patriarchal inheritance?

This thing depends on fate!

It has to be said that Chen Dongxing can make a decision that makes people feel very helpless at any time.

What's this?

This is the great filial piety.

Such a filial son must have been passed down from generation to generation in the Wumagguan lineage.

Wei Yi now understands.

People are willing to fight and suffer.

Maybe the ancestors of the Five Rams lineage are still happy with it.

With such a filial grandson, they will never have any indifferent thoughts.

Seeing that the topic was about to go astray, Chen Dongxing quickly changed the topic:

"Stop discussing anything else, how about taking a look at the children of our lineage first?"

"Is there anyone who will achieve great success in the future?"

"Fellow Taoist, you have the ability, and we believe in you. Whoever you say can do it will be the leader of the five rampages in the future."

Although the two people have been chatting here and talking so much, the group of people below have never noticed it.

After all, they occupy the highest position.

It's like sitting in the highest auditorium watching the stadium.

People who play football generally can't see it.

Besides, Chen Dongxing's loud shout just now was deliberately not heard by them.

After all, being able to cut through space and enter the Five Rampant Temples is definitely a fetal heart supernatural power.

These rookies definitely can't do it.

If that's the case, it's better to let them go on ignorantly.

The enemy died instantly.

It's quite pleasant and there's no pain.

If they weren't enemies, there would be no harm, and there would be no need to let them know.

This time it was Wei Yi who came, so he was naturally invited in to see the crooked melons and jujubes underneath him.

It’s true that the dwarfs are trying to recruit generals. Let’s see if there are any little country bumpkins that can be easily recruited…

Glancing down, Wei Yi felt that Chen Dongxing seemed a little normal among so many people after seeing everyone's performance:

"Your dharma lineage is really unique."

"If nothing else, at least it should be very cool in the summer, and when you scold others, they shouldn't dare to talk back."

What kind of monsters are these?

Originally, he thought that among the people he knew, Chen Dongxing already belonged to the sinister type.

It's good now.

Each of the one hundred and eighty people in the field had a serious ghostly aura about them.

If that's all it is.

But more than 80% of those people were wearing black robes, and their faces looked as if they had stayed up for ten days.

Those who are alive are evil spirits.

If children saw it, it would scare them to tears.

If it's 80% like this, it's still okay.

After all, there is something human about him.

The remaining 20% ​​can be said to have any appearance, it is completely up to one's own whim:

As skinny as firewood.

Red wedding dress.

Black and white are impermanent.

Bull head and horse noodles.

Dog-headed Taoist soldiers.

The ear-reporting boy.

Demonic Great Immortal.

…

Each one is less human than the other, and each one is more outrageous than the last one.

The most outrageous thing is that Wei Yi suddenly saw a man with three heads.

If he hadn't felt the traces of magical powers on his body, he would have thought that this guy had inherited the magical powers of gods and demons from the Five Rams Patriarch.

Those people just looked like ghosts.

This is good, the rest of these things are just ghosts like them.

If you touch a ghost, you will be scared to tears.

It’s really outrageous to the extreme!

Seeing these people, Wei Yi didn't know how to evaluate them. He was silent for a long time, and then said:

"Why don't you, fellow Taoist, accept a disciple?"

"Anyway, Taoist friends can live for more than three hundred years, which is enough to train the next generation of young people in the Dharma lineage."

It’s impossible to say that everyone under you is useless, right?

Although this is true.

But it doesn't sound good to say it in front of his ancestor.

Moreover.

Who knows how long it will take before he goes out to fight, and I don’t know how long this trip will last.

If you become comrades-in-arms with your ancestor, would you say it would be embarrassing?

As if he also understood that his crooked melon was useless, Chen Dongxing waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Forget it, let's talk about it in a few years."

"There is no hope for these poor people."

When he said this, Chen Dongxing couldn't help but reveal a hint of a bad smile:

"But Pindao still has to keep these younger ones."

"After all, the inspiration has been revived now. This is a general trend in the world. In the golden age, all the dharma lines have been revived. It is the time to show the majesty of the dharma lineage."

"Although they don't look very good, if they really participate in a fight, they still have two tools."

"Besides, without them as a foil, how would we be able to highlight the talent of Zongheng?"

"Perhaps when the Patriarch returns, not only will he not scold Pindao, but he will reward Pindao greatly."

"Besides, the reason why they are practicing like this is because of the inheritance left by the old man."

"If it weren't for the deep Yin Qi that He created with all the Dharma and magical powers, how could he have allowed the disciples and disciples below to become like this?"

"The reason why the Five Rampant Dharma Lineage has declined to this day is entirely the fault of the old man and has nothing to do with Pindao."

Seeing how generous this guy is, I didn't expect that he is actually quite smart.

This wave of foil is well done.

If he were the Patriarch, it would make Da Ya laugh out loud if there could be such a magical seedling among these crooked melons and cracked jujubes.

When he said this, Chen Dongxing seemed to smile helplessly:

"To be honest, it's not that I don't work hard, it's that these guys are too opinionated."

"If they don't change no matter how hard I teach them, how can I still hold a knife to their necks?"

"I don't know if the old man will do anything big when he comes back. If we give him this opportunity, doesn't it show our filial piety?"
Chapter completed!