Chapter 350: Accepting Wang Lin as a disciple! Lu Mo appears!

"My name is Wang Lin, I am honored to meet all the senior immortals!"

Plop! Wang Lin bent his knees and immediately knelt down on one knee, bowing his hands in greeting.

His face, which was originally full of joy, suddenly turned pale again, sweat continued to seep out of his forehead, and he was extremely nervous.

He couldn't help but think to himself that it was not good. He had suddenly climbed up Ziwei Mountain in the middle of the night. He was afraid that these immortals would think that he was a thief who was trying to do something illegal. Now, let alone becoming a disciple of Ziwei Mountain, he was afraid that he would lose his life.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart. Why did God tease him like this? Every time he gave him a little hope, he would trample him into the abyss? For a moment, Wang Lin's mind kept turning rapidly, and he sighed in his heart.

However.

Just when he thought he was about to face severe punishment and even prepare for death.

"Your Highness, please get up quickly!"

"Your Highness, what are you doing?"

"Hahaha, Your Highness, don't be alarmed. We are all waiting for you here!"

I saw that those people who usually looked high and mighty, like gods from heaven, now came forward, helped him up with a friendly look, with kind smiles on their faces.

"ah?"

Wang Lin opened his mouth wide, his expression suddenly dull.

"Your Highness? Where did Your Highness come from?"

Wang Lin looked confused, and quickly looked at the empty cliff behind him. Then he quickly stood aside and asked nervously:

"My dear Immortals, have you recognized the wrong person? I am just a farmer outside Lin'an City, of humble status. How can I be called the Holy Son?"

Upon seeing this, all the peak masters and elders looked at each other and laughed.

Elder Zhaoguang laughed and said:

"You are the patriarch of our Ziwei Chen family, and the eldest disciple personally appointed by him. If you are not His Royal Highness the Holy Son, then who is His Royal Highness the Holy Son?"

Elder Guichen also nodded and smiled, "Humble status? You are the first disciple of my Purple Star Master. In terms of status, there are only a few people with your status in the entire Eastern Xuan Region. Who dares to say that you are humble?"

Wang Lin was completely dumbfounded. He just stood there in a daze, feeling a little dizzy.

If such enormous wealth had fallen on someone else's head, they would have been ecstatic. However, after Wang Lin reacted, he felt a pang in his heart and became very anxious.

"My dear seniors, I was born in a humble family, and my life is like an ant. How could I know a legendary figure like the Lord of Ziwei? I really made a mistake! To be honest with you, my seniors, I do know a white-haired immortal from the Chen family of Ziwei. That immortal did promise me that as long as I climbed to the top of this mountain, he would accept me as his disciple, but he was not the head of the family."

“He really has a sincere heart.” Seeing this, the elders nodded slightly in their hearts.

Just as Wang Lin was explaining hurriedly.

"What? Is being my disciple, Chen Zhixing, wronging you, Wang Lin?"

A voice that sounded like a smile came.

"White-haired Immortal?!"

When Wang Lin heard this familiar voice, a look of great joy suddenly appeared on his face. He quickly pushed through the swarm of peak masters and elders to find the white-haired immortal.

"White-haired Immortal, you are finally here. Please tell them that I am not a saint."

He stopped talking halfway through.

Wang Lin widened his eyes and looked at the young figure in front of him, wearing a white shirt as white as snow, with a head full of white hair and an unparalleled handsome face.

Under the full moon, this white-haired and white-shirted figure sat cross-legged, with the bright and crystal moonlight spreading on his face. He was so handsome that he looked like a banished immortal from the world, more like a god than a human.

This kind of handsomeness is not the feminine handsomeness of boys with feminine features, but the kind of handsomeness that reaches the extreme and is impeccable, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and angular faces that seem to be carved.

Perhaps it was because his facial features were too three-dimensional, the whole person looked quite majestic and had a sharp aggressiveness.

Especially those narrow eyes, which seemed to be flashing with brilliant fairy light, more like a god than a human, making people dare not look directly at them.

Plop! "Boy Wang Lin, meet the Master of Ziwei!"

In an instant, Wang Lin knelt down and bowed deeply.

He secretly glanced at Chen Zhixing in front of him from the corner of his eye, and saw that the face of the white-haired old man before was constantly overlapping with the Lord of Ziwei in front of him, and finally completely turned into one figure.

"Boy, why don't you call me master?" Chen Tianchen knocked on Wang Lin's head.

Wang Lin shuddered all over and secretly glanced at Chen Zhixing again. When he saw Chen Zhixing smiling, he immediately realized what was going on and said in great joy:

"Disciple Wang Lin, meet the Master!!!"

"Good." Chen Zhixing smiled slightly.

at the same time.

[Ding! You have accepted the protagonist of destiny as your apprentice, and you will gain some of his luck and innate abilities! ]

[Your initial luck value is 2500%, increased by 500%! The total luck value is 3000%! ]

[Your title: A myriad of creations! ]

[Your Pure Land Dojo Level: lv.2]

[You have obtained: Causal Avenue Seed! (Activate?)]

A series of system prompt sounds suddenly rang in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"He is indeed one of the protagonists of destiny! Moreover, just by accepting a disciple, he has obtained 500 luck points. I am afraid that Wang Lin's luck points are not less than those of a little guy!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Chen Zhixing's eyes suddenly flashed with a gleam of light. Wang Lin has not yet practiced, so why did he get the seeds of the causal road? Facing so many destiny protagonists, he has roughly figured out the so-called "reward".

As for general rewards, they are randomly drawn from what the destined protagonist currently owns.

For example, the sword talent when killing Ye Chen, the unparalleled magical power when killing Lin Feng, the Thunder Prison in the palm, the book of life when killing Ning Changyu, and so on.

But Wang Lin has not yet practiced, so how can he trigger the seed of cause and effect as a reward?

You know, the causal path is one of the top laws among the three thousand paths, and it is not inferior to the life and death path that Chen Zhixing comprehended! For a moment, Chen Zhixing frowned slightly.

"Book of Destiny." Chen Zhixing muttered silently in his heart.

In an instant.

In the depths of Chen Zhixing's pupils, a simple golden ancient book suddenly appeared.

Chen Zhixing looked down at Wang Lin, and the book of fate also turned a page.

【Wang Lin.】

[Xuanhui Fate: Ordinary Qualities]

[Fiery Gold Fate: A Man of Great Perseverance]

Apart from these two items, there is nothing else.

"Hmm? How can the destiny of the protagonist be so ordinary?"

Just as Chen Zhixing's eyes gradually narrowed and he became a little confused.

Boom——!!! Deep in his sea of ​​consciousness, the pages of the Book of Fate turned suddenly like never before!

On that page, there appeared a figure in black clothes and black hair sitting cross-legged.

This figure sat cross-legged in the depths of the starry sky. Countless stars around him were dead silent, and the long river of time stood still.

The huge corpses of innate chaotic gods and demons quietly floated behind him, spilling blood in the universe! A stream of chaotic purple air fell down, covering his figure, and the immortal fairy light automatically emerged beside him, like a supreme fairy king giant! The next moment.

The black-clothed and black-haired figure, who was sitting cross-legged in the depths of the starry sky as if at the end of time, seemed to have sensed something, slowly raised his head and looked at Chen Zhixing.

It was a face that looked exactly like Wang Lin's! This face showed an eternal coldness and indifference.

"I am Lu Mo, who is interfering with the causal line?"

The figure spoke indifferently, and the look he gave Chen Zhixing was like a ray of chaotic lightning, piercing through the long river of time and spanning endless epochs.

Boom!!! In an instant, the entire picture on the fate book collapsed!

The book of fate made a 'crack' sound, and a shocking crack appeared on it!

Chen Zhixing's pupils shrank wildly and his mind returned to normal in an instant.

This chapter makes up for yesterday's. There will be at least two more chapters updated today.

(End of this chapter)