"Senior Brother Chang Hao and Junior Sister Qianqian are back. When did you go out?"

"Wow, that woman is so beautiful!"

"Why is there a dog going up the mountain?"

"Who is the person who is talking to junior sister Qianqian? I'm jealous! How could he stand next to my goddess!"

"He is definitely not simple. His aura is so strong, and he is the foundation-building realm!"

Walking up the stone stairs, the disciples of Xuanling Sect I met along the way were talking about it. Chang Qianqian turned a blind eye to this and still talked and laughed with Qin Jun. On the contrary, Chang Hao felt extremely embarrassed.

In his opinion, Chang Qianqian would have married him, but now she talks and laughs with another man, and he feels that the man's dignity is gone.

In fact, the disciples around him didn't care about him, and no one admitted that they were made up by heaven and earth.

Which male disciple of Xuanling Sect has no intention of marrying Chang Qianqian?

Qin Jun looked at the surrounding environment as he walked. The buildings of Xuanling Sect were very grand, very similar to the Huaxia Taoist Temple, but they were larger in area and more gorgeous in appearance. The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers that made people feel refreshed. As the night approached, oil lamps lit on both sides of the stone steps, making their vision illusory and hazy.

Environmentally speaking, it is enough to completely explode any attractions on the earth.

Especially the waterfall next to the stone steps is like a galaxy, which is extremely magnificent. From time to time, disciples with strong cultivation step on the waterfall, which looks like a fairy-like temperament.

A certain memory of Qin Jun’s predecessor once mentioned that there are indeed gods in this world, and the purpose of refining qi and cultivating immortals is to be ranked in the Immortal Class.

Although he did not believe in ghosts and gods in his previous life and believed in science, time travel had broken his cognition, so he became eager for the existence of immortals and gods.

Tsk tsk, I don’t know if it is the gods in Chinese mythology that are powerful, or the immortals and gods in this world are better?

Just as Qin Jun was imagining, the group came to the attic halfway up the mountain, where several deacons were sitting in charge, registering the entry and exit information for the disciples. Further up there was the villa where the disciples lived and the major palaces of the sect.

According to Qin Jun's estimate, the entire mountain is at least two or three thousand meters high. If it were the earth, snow would have to fallen at such a height, but there were no mountains here. Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, there was no sign of snow at all.

"They are my friends. I will open a yard for them to live for the time being." Chang Qianqian came to the deacons like a big sister and slapped the table and shouted, and the corners of the deacons' mouths twitched.

Why is this little bully back?

Although Chang Qianqian is the daughter of the sect leader, they cannot directly let Qin Jun and others live there, especially Qin Jun is still wearing the clothes of the imperial guards.

"Which family do you come from?"

A long-bearded deacon frowned and asked. He could see at a glance that even the Xuanling Sect was able to count such a genius.

Looking at Daji again, the deacon Changshou looked dazed, but fortunately he still saw through the world. Simply put, he had the will but lacked strength, so he quickly looked away. As for the Xiaotian Dog, he was directly ignored by him.

"It's not convenient to disclose." Qin Jun said with a sarcastic smile.

Hearing the deacons, they couldn't help frowning. At this time, Chang Hao spoke: "This time, my junior sister and I went out to be in danger. Thanks to their help, don't worry, they only stay for one night, and we have something to discuss with our master. I hope that the elders will let them stay first for the time being."

Be generous, neither humble nor arrogant.

Qin Jun couldn't help but curl his lips. Chang Hao's words seemed to be protecting him, but it really implied that the deacons only allowed Qin Jun and the other two to stay for one night.

As the sect leader's personal disciple, although Chang Hao is not the most evil genius in the sect, because of his identity, the deacons have to give him face.

"All right."

The deacon nodded and turned around after saying that, he saw hundreds of small drawers in the high cabinet behind him, each of which was marked with numbers. The deacon opened one of the drawers and took out a bunch of keys from it.

"Xiao Zhou, take them there." The deacon Changshou said to a young disciple who was cleaning the floor next to him.

"You go and stay first, I'll come to find you tomorrow morning." Chang Qianqian smiled at Qin Jun Yanran.

Qin Jun naturally would not refute, he could not wait to inherit his skills.

In this way, Qin Jun, Daji and Xiaotian Dog walked towards a quiet path next to the attic under the leadership of the young Xiao Zhou.

Chang Qianqian and Chang Hao continued to walk towards the top of the mountain. They encountered so many things outside, and Chang Qianqian had a lot of bitterness to vent with her father.

...

After arriving at a villa, Xiao Zhou handed the key to Qin Jun and hurriedly left. He was obviously a shy boy.

"Daji, will you sleep with me tonight? I don't dare to sleep alone."

Qin Jun laughed and said, there are eight rooms in the other yard, and there is absolutely no problem with two people and a dog.

"You have a Xiaotian Dog with you."

Daji glared at the eyes and smiled, and as he spoke, he turned around and walked towards a guest room. Qin Jun was about to follow him, but she closed the door.

Qin Jun couldn't help but curl his lips. Of course he didn't care. He had to pass on his skills tonight, so it was naturally impossible for others to have sex with him.

Even the Shaketian Dog was greeted by him to another room.

After closing the door, Qin Jun sat cross-legged on the bed. He was worthy of being the Xuanling Sect. Any room in any room is better than Qingtancheng Inn.

"System, I want to start two skill inheritances!"

Qin Jun suppressed his excitement and said in his heart that he was about to turn over tonight!

"Now we have the first opportunity to inherit skills. Special reminder that most of the skills come from the martial arts, magic and magical powers of various mythological characters in China, both strong and weak. The levels of martial arts and magic are divided from the bottom to the top into ordinary, spiritual, earthly, heavenly, immortal, divine, and holy. Each grade is divided into three levels: lower, medium, and upper level."

"There is no specific level of differentiation of supernatural powers."

"Does the inheritance of random skills begin?"

Qin Jun secretly wrote down the information and said, "Yes!"

The Earth Evil changes seventy-two changes!

External incarnation!

One qi transforms three clears!

Qin Jun began to see the famous magical powers of the immortals and gods in his previous life's memories. What he had the most impression was that Sun Wukong pulled out a handful of monkey hair and all turned into monkeys and grandsons' magical powers, which were even more awesome than the shadow clone technique in Japanese comics!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing Marshal Tianpeng's magical powers - the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang!"

Marshal Tianpeng?

The famous second senior brother, Brother Zhu!

Damn, I want the Earth Demons to change seventy-two changes!

Qin Jun's face suddenly felt bitter. Zhu Bajie's performance in Journey to the West really belongs to Zhu teammates!

"Now start the skill inheritance of the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang!"

As soon as the system prompt sound fell, Qin Jun had no time to react, and he felt his mind explode, and then an unimaginable huge memory poured into his mind.

boom!
Chapter completed!