The Strongest Sect of All Times

Would you like to be a member of the Bangu sect and follow this battle?

When this phrase enters Zhao Doudou's ear and passes to the sea of thought, his whole person stands in place like a wooden carving, his eyes spreading silly, like a total loss of soul.

Nobody knows how many nights I've been locked up, dreaming about wearing a 10,000 old school uniform.

I don't know how lost and painful it is when he returns to reality every time from his dreams.

No, no, no!

Derek, who's in the same cell, knows.

Because sometimes in the middle of the night, you see that guy shrinking in a wooden bed, it's like he's out of line with the whole world.

Zhao Douxiu is not very tall and has a good attitude.

In order to be able to inspire King Chang to laugh, to become a spiritual mentor, to instill chicken soup for the prisoner, not just to prove his ability!

“Dad, Mom. ”

Zhao Doudou said to himself: “Am I... dreaming? ”

“Boom!”

The bursting foot kicked him over, punched him straight out and hit him hard against the wall, and the intense pain instantly spread all over his body.

“Now what?” King often laughed.

He didn't come out this time to give Zhao Doudou a deep understanding that he wasn't dreaming, but to see what level the other side had taken with the heavenly and earth attributes of Wanguzong.

Not bad.

The peak martial artist has been reached.

When Zhao Doudou came in, the realm was high. King Chang laughed and forgot, but the estimation was between the martial arts and the martial arts master.

Without all kinds of props and aids, and without a high degree of heart, he broke through this level in jail... He meow, he has been locked up for so long, he didn't even achieve Wuzong, his qualifications are poor!

Let him run the cell. It's a little hard to control.

Of course, King Chang smiled and didn't intend to give his warden the power to propel Magellan into the city, but at least not too weak a chicken.

Not to mention.

Prisoners held in Earth-sized cells are the Wu Emperor, the Wusheng Dasheng Yunmeng and other strong people, let a small martial artist manage it... it seems interesting.

“ …… ”

The system is silent.

What kind of brain circuit is this?

……

Ouch!

It hurts!

It's not a dream, it's true!

Zhao Doudou, poured against the wall, tried to support his body with his hands, and then saw the ground gradually moistening, a bean-sized tear slipping down his cheek.

Gun Chang laughed at himself and made him wait for many years.

Today.

Now.

Right now.

Finally!

Finally!

If the heart is in, the dream is in, there is true love between the heavens and the earth!

“Tick, tick! ”

Tears fell one by one, and Zhao Doudou's emotions were completely out of control.

Derek wanted to laugh and despise this guy, but every day he thought about fantasizing about becoming a Vancouver disciple in front of himself, he instinctively chose to be silent.

He has his own choices, and he has his own ideals.

I can't despise and laugh at him because I hate Van Gogh and hate the King.

Somehow, Derek's heart is quite happy because... this chicken soup madman is finally out of jail and he can finally clean his ears!

Had it not been for King's smile and Zhao Doudou, he would have improvised dancing and singing the waves!

Don't ask why.

Opposite the window of the Heavenly Prison is the Main Peak Arena!

The disciples routinely fuck in the morning every day, and the brothers not only hear great music, they also see them dancing.

“Don't cry. ”

"'Make a choice,' said Jung-chun. ”

“Brush!”

Zhao Doudou stood up, then ‘Putong' knelt in front of him, tears and snot shouting loudly: “I, Zhao Doudou, would like to be a member of Wanguzong, would like to follow the monarch to the battle of the Eight Desolations and Six! ”

Li Qingyang laughed.

Sin Xiao and Su Xiao Mo, standing outside the cell, also laughed.

This guy, who's been in jail for years, is finally joining the extended family and becoming a part of it.

Happy for him, happy for him.

Previously, the task of Wanguzong disciples was to eat, sleep and beat beans. To this day, they still eat and sleep, and the beans have long since quit, because their strength has become stronger, they are afraid that the other party will not be able to hold them.

“Get you started in a few days. ”

Gun Chang said with a smile: "Stay in the cell for a while. ”

Because the number of disciples has reached 70,000, we have to wait for the task to be completed in order to upgrade the building.

“Yes! ”

Zhao Doudou spoke loudly.

After spending so much time in a cell, suddenly letting yourself go out, you won't get used to it immediately. It's good to wait here for a while and accept the reality slowly.

“Did you draw the pattern on the ground?” Gun Chang asked with a smile.

“Yes, Lord! ”

Zhao Doudou had not yet become a disciple under the door, and Junji had been removed in advance.

“Painting what? ”

“Master, this is a prison sketch drawn by the disciples! ”

Kingston laughed and twitched his mouth.

This guy has the best artistic talent for making sketches so wild!

“Patriarch. ”

Li Qingyang held onto his chin: “The beans are a great sketch! ”

Kingston smiled and shocked.

Aren't you outside the cell? When did you get in?

And... this pattern that seems to poke around with a wooden stick, you think it's good? Then I can be a painter tomorrow.

Li Qingyang looked seriously at Mo.

Little by little, I took out the paper and pen and copied it out, "Master, the bean chart inspired me a lot, I'll go back and improve it a little! ”

“ …… ”

Gun always laughs without words.

In the world of architects, mortals really don't understand!

“And you? ”

“Want to join Wanguzong? ”

Gun Chang smiled and looked at Dahlia, who was still as steely as ever: “Never compromise! ”

“Squeak! ”

The door closed, and King left with a smile.

He just asked, since this guy is still so tough, spend the rest of his life in Vancouver.

……

“Ha-ha-ha! ”

In the cell, from time to time, Zhao Doudou laughed, his face was filled with joy and excitement, and he couldn't help but laugh when he slept at night.

No, no, no!

Now that the Patriarch has begun his own business, he must perform well!

Therefore, Zhao Doudou began to persuade his mother-in-law to wear the law, and the other party was almost bleeding.

……

“Patriarch. ”

Li Qingyang put a blueprint on the table and said: “This is the sketch of the bean design, I improved it a little bit. ”

“Pfft!”

Gun Chang smiled and tea sprayed out.

The design drawings are angular, divided into nine layers, each corresponding to a prison number, can be described as professional and detailed, it's very obvious, it's different from Zhao Doudou painting!

This is not a slight improvement.

It's a full face from the inside out!

Li Qingyang's design drawings were indeed taken from Zhao's bean curtain, but the wild painting style turned into a realistic painting style.

“Not bad, not bad. ”

After careful observation, King Chang smiled to his satisfaction.

Especially since the layout on each floor is equipped with the appropriate facilities, it is definitely not as thorough as you would expect without a rich prison experience.

“Patriarch. ”

Li Qingyang said: "When will it start? ”

The realm is stuck at the peak Wuhuang level, it is difficult to increase in a short time, recently went to Xiao Cold Village again, now it is really free, he wants to find something to do!

“Tomorrow. ”

“Yes!”

“Don't forget to bring Paige. It's quicker to make it dig. ”

“Yes!”

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PS, Zhao Doudou began to set himself up, belonged to a disciple masterful of deception, his status was no less than Su Xiaofo, even the undercover drama should have been his, but because impersonating the monarch smile, touching the poison point of the reader, repeatedly thinking about throwing him in jail, depriving him of his story, think about it quite shameful, after all, just a weak person at the bottom of the deception and drinking, there was no need to borrow the main character name instead of the cost of facial respect, once turned off nearly a thousand chapters, there was nothing to lose, there was no disciple mastery of deception, and there was an additional disciple to guard the cell.