I Have A Bunch Of Saint Apprentices

It was none other than Shen Jun's 40th disciple, Van Tong.    

After not seeing him for so many years, this kid was getting fatter and fatter.    

The flesh on his chin was already three layers.    

As a cultivator of the Taotie Great Dao, Van Tong had eaten a lot, so his cultivation base naturally rose rapidly.    

Presently, he was already at the Peak of Half Emperor, and was only half a step away from the Emperor Sovereign Stage.    

The Taotie Great Dao was the most difficult to cultivate. Being able to cultivate to the Peak of Half Emperor in eight hundred years was already very rare.    

"Senior Brother Qinglian, senior disciple Wufan, you've come as well. Congratulations to both senior brothers for reaching the Emperor Sovereign Stage. Have you... already paid your respects to master? " Van Tong's eyes were filled with joy when he saw his senior brothers, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. However, it was mostly sadness.    

He wasn't surprised to see that his two senior brothers had already become Ancestor Venerables.    

Lee Qinglian and Sun Wufan had been cultivating the fastest since they were young. It would be surprising if they were still stuck at the Peak of Half Emperor like him.    

"We have already paid our respects. Go, Master is waiting for you inside." Lee Qinglian turned to the side and made way for them. He lowered his head and looked very sad.    

In fact, he just couldn't hold back his laughter. He was afraid that Van Tong would see through him.    

The others were the same. Sun Wufan pinched his thigh where Van Tong couldn't see him.    

"Senior disciple Gan, you're here too. We haven't seen each other for so many years."    

"Little junior sister! You're here too. Where have you been all these years? My senior brothers have been looking for you for a long time, but there are no clues at all. "    

Seeing many familiar faces, Van Tong's mood slightly improved.    

He continued to walk forward, and his sight gradually passed the crowd.    

Van Tong originally wanted to see who else came first.    

But he suddenly froze.    

His eyes, which had been squeezed into a slit by the fat, suddenly widened.    

The words in his mouth also came to a halt, as if his throat had been choked by someone.    

"Ghost... Ghost!! It's Master's ghost!" Van Tong was so scared that he almost fell to the ground. "You, you, you... Did you see that?! Master's ghost had come out! Master's ghost has come out of his coffin!!"    

Van Tong's courage was already very small to begin with.    

When they were still young, they pestered Shen Jun to tell them stories at night.    

Shen Jun could not stand these children, but he wanted to tease them, so he told them a classic ghost story from his previous life.    

The main character of the story was called Jia coconut.    

Van Tong was so scared that he immediately cried. After that, he didn't dare sleep for three whole days.    

From then on, it was unknown whether it was because his psychological trauma was too severe. Even after becoming a Half Emperor Expert, Van Tong was still very afraid of this kind of strange and chaotic thing.    

Now, he actually saw his master's ghost on the 800th anniversary of his master's death!    

And he even looked at him with a smile that was not a smile!    

Bang, bang, bang.    

Van Tong's heart was as heavy as a large drum.    

Moreover, there were so many senior and junior sisters. Why didn't they react at all?    

Could it be that... he was the only one who could see his master?    

This, this, this... Master specially ran back from the Underworld. Could it be that he had something to tell me?    

Or is it that Master can't eat good food down there, so he wants me to go down and pay respects to him?    

Countless thoughts flashed through Van Tong's mind.    

"Disciple Van Tong... greets Master!"    

Plop.    

Even though Van Tong was very scared, he still bowed respectfully.    

Even if the person in front of him was really a ghost, it was still his master's ghost.    

Since it was his master, he couldn't possibly harm him.    

"What a glutton!" Shen Jun said faintly, "My master is down there alone. It's not good to eat."    

"That's why I specially picked Huan Yang today. I want to bring you down to accompany me and cook for me."    

"Don't worry. I've already arranged everything. 18 layers of hell, which layer do you want to go to? Just tell me."    

As soon as these words were spoken.    

Everyone's shoulders began to tremble violently.    

Master! You're playing too hard.    

This disciple really can't hold back his laughter!    

The others had worked hard to hold back their laughter, but Van Tong did not have the mood to care about the reactions of these people.    

"This, this, this... Master, this disciple is willing to follow you. But can you delay it for two days?" Van Tong plucked up his courage and raised his head. He carefully discussed with the ghost. "Master, please don't misunderstand. It's not that I am unwilling to go and serve you."    

"But relax for two days. Let me find a random holy land and fight with them to the death. If that's the case, I wouldn't have wasted my life."    

When he thought of the holy land that had chased after his fellow disciples, Van Tong was no longer afraid.    

If his master really wanted him to serve him, he might as well find a holy land and kill his way in alone.    

He would stir up as much chaos as he could. It would be best if he could self-destruct in exchange for one or two Ancestor.    

That would be a worthy death.    

"Alright, go stand at the back of Little Gan." Shen Jun rolled his eyes at the silly fatty.    

"Alright, Master. Don't worry, Master. Van Tong will definitely not let you wait for long. After this worship, I will immediately rush to the nearest holy land."    

"Just kill a few of their super experts. At that time, disciple will go down and pay respect to Master!" Van Tong had a serious and serious expression on his face.    

Shen Jun only felt a few crows flying over his head.    

He was speechless!    

This little fatty really had no brains.    

He could feel that what Van Tong said was not a lie.    

If he did not explain it clearly to him, after this worship ceremony ended, he would really slaughter his way into the Holy Land alone and exchange his life with those enemies.    

Reality proved that Shen Jun did not guess wrong.    

Van Tong obediently lined up behind Gan Jiayu.    

He even asked, "Senior Brother Gan, do you have any secret method to increase your strength? It didn't matter if the side effects were greater. It would be best if it was a secret technique to exchange one's life for another. "    

Looking at that serious expression, he probably even thought of which holy land he was going to.    

This stupid fatty had already been eight hundred years. His cultivation had grown, and his weight had also grown.    

Why didn't his brain grow?    

Shen Jun secretly gave the others a look, telling them not to explain to Van Tong first.    

He wanted to see how long it would take for this good-for-nothing to react.    

At this moment, Lee Qinglian suddenly made a sound of surprise.    

"Someone else came in. Eh... Such heavy killing intent, I can't even be bothered to look. It must be Junior Brother Zhuge. "    

Junior Brother Zhuge?    

Wang Jingyu and Lee Hongyu couldn't help but tremble.    

They should be called senior disciple Zhuge.    

The eighth disciple under Shen Jun specialized in Asura Dao.    

In other words, it was the Dao of Slaughter!    

If one were to say that the person most respected by Shen Jun's disciples was the elusive Eldest Senior Sister.    

They had to ask the person they feared the most.    

Without even thinking about it, it must be this eighth senior brother who always had a poker face and had the words "No one is allowed to enter." From top to bottom, he must be the person who always had a poker face and the words No one is allowed to enter.    

That cold temperament, it was hard to not be afraid even if you wanted to!