Sun and Moon Are Wrong: Traveling Through Time from Under One Person

Chapter 136 Lao Wang's Question

Seeing that Lao Wang had guessed his intention, Meng Ning simply got straight to the point.

"Yes, Master. I want to establish a new sect, and the founders shall be the famous masters among our Quan Xing."

Lao Wang nodded and continued speaking.

"I do know a lot of people, and I, an old man, now have some status in Quanxing."

"Just kid, you have to know that everything is prepared, and nothing is prepared."

"Master is very happy that you have this plan, but Master must ask you some questions. You have to answer me, and you have to answer them well."

"Otherwise, even if I use my reputation to recruit a group of people for you, this sect will be disbanded sooner or later."

Meng Ning knew that this was Lao Wang's way of understanding his business plan.

Just like two people falling in love and getting married.

If you want to survive, you can't rely on love alone, you also need food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Meng Ning nodded.

"Thank you, Master, for checking on me. Please feel free to speak up. If there is anything I haven't considered carefully, please feel free to enlighten me."

Lao Wang nodded and asked the first question.

"First of all, how are you going to convince those famous masters of Quanxing to join your sect?"

"Old man, my reputation is certainly useful and can help you attract some people, but what about after I die? What reason do those people have to continue to stay in your sect?"

Lao Wang's question is to ask what the sect founded by Meng Ning relies on to attract and retain celebrities.

Quanxing celebrities like Lao Wang stay in Quanxing for freedom, for the freedom to do whatever they want.

But once you join the Meng Ning sect, the predictable freedom will disappear.

The first thing Meng Ning had to offer was something that would make those famous players and capable people willing to give up their freedom and stay.

This one is not easy, because ordinary money has obviously lost its effect on those celebrities.

Meng Ning thought carefully before speaking.

“Inheritance, successors, glory, fame, and a place where I can retire with peace of mind.”

Lao Wang: "Be more specific. What you said is too vague. Maybe it can fool those young people who have just entered the world, but it can't fool us old people."

"We are old now, we need something real. Let's talk about inheritance first, how do you solve it?"

"You should know that the true abilities of us old guys are not something that can be written down on paper. If you think that writing a book for us will help us pass on our unique skills, then you'd better forget it."

"As the saying goes, unique skills are not easily passed on."

"This sentence means that skills are not easily passed on to others, but for us old guys."

"The real meaning of this sentence is that unique skills cannot be passed on lightly."

"Take your senior brother for example. I personally trained him for several years to get him to this level."

"Even so, there are many deep things, real things, that I can't teach him. It's not that I'm hiding things, it's that he's not mature enough. Even if I teach him, he won't be able to understand it."

"Many things passed down by our ancestors were lost little by little."

"It's not easy to pass down magic, it's not easy to pass down unique skills."

Hearing what Lao Wang said, Meng Ning smiled slightly.

As for inheritance, he has his own way to solve it.

When it comes to how to continue the inheritance, there is no other sect in the Dharma Realm more suitable than Wangchuan Academy of Arts.

There is a Wangchuan Supreme on his body!

Meng Ning then spoke to his left arm, "Zhao Yan, please come out, there are no outsiders here."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lao Wang and Xiao Li's expressions changed.

Who is Zhao Yan? Who is Meng Ning talking to? Is there another outsider here?

Then a voice was heard in the void.

"Brother, is it really okay for me to show up?"

Meng Ning smiled, "It's no problem. One of them is my mentor, and the other is my senior brother. We are both family members."

Afterwards, the two saw that the white robe on Meng Ning's left arm began to become hot and red, and then countless blood dripped from the white robe to the ground, and finally the blood formed a human shape on the ground.

The human figure transformed from blood was a middle-aged man in a green robe. The man saluted Lao Wang and Xiao Li with his fists clasped.

"My name is Zhao Yan, and I am an attendant of the Holy Lord. Greetings to you two!"

Meng Ning also introduced Zhao Yan to Lao Wang and Xiao Li, "Zhao Yan was once a top warrior, but due to some reasons, his strength has greatly decreased, so he followed me."

"But even if his strength is greatly reduced, there are few people in the alien world who are stronger than him."

"But being able to fight is not Zhao Yan's value. Zhao Yan's greatest value is the knowledge in his mind."

"He was once the supreme master of Wangchuan School of Arts. In our world of aliens, he is the so-called head of the school."

"The Wangchuan School of Magic is an ancient school of magic that possesses many magical techniques. Any one of them can subvert the world of extraordinary people."

"And today, he will show you, Master, how to pass on the sect's unique skills."

Hearing Meng Ning praising him, Zhao Yan humbly said that it was all in the past.

Then Lao Wang saw his arm turned into blood and waved it towards his forehead. Then the blood passed through his head and a miniature blood man appeared in his hand.

This little man possesses one of the insignificant little magics of the Wangchuan Academy.

This method of using blood to construct a bloody figure to preserve memory was achieved by him using his magical powers to imitate the previous magical powers of Wangchuan.

Originally, if the disciples of Wangchuan Sect wanted to refine this kind of blood body that preserves memory, it would be very troublesome and would consume a lot of materials.

But now that Zhao Yan has turned into a magical corpse, it is much easier for him to use this technique.

Old Wang looked at the lifelike blood man in Zhao Yan's hand, marveling at the magic of this technique, while also wondering what the use of this thing was.

Meng Ning saw Lao Wang's confusion and informed Zhao Yan to hand the bloody man to Lao Wang.

"Master, you can just eat this bloody man."

Lao Wang: "Eat it? Wouldn't that be unhealthy?"

Meng Ning nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

Then, before Lao Wang could reach out to take it, the bloody little man jumped into Lao Wang's mouth.

When the blood man entered his body, Lao Wang felt a strange feeling churning in his body, as if a tiny man was drilling into his brain through his blood.

After a while, the feeling of nausea disappeared, and a memory that did not belong to him was suddenly engraved in Lao Wang's mind.

It was a magic technique called body warming technique, which could warm the body by speeding up blood circulation and thus resist the cold.

The formula, method of use, and luck technique of the technique were all so clear, as if he had practiced them countless times before.

This...this method...

Old Wang looked at Meng Ning and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Then he put away the shock in his eyes and continued to question Zhao Yan.

"Can you use this magical method of copying people's memories only on yourself, or can you use it on anyone?"

Zhao Yan: "Of course it can be anyone, but the prerequisite is that the person whose memory is taken needs to let go of his guard against me."

The Ghost Hand King nodded and then kept whispering.

"Very good...very good."

He then expressed his affirmation of Meng Ning.

"You have a helper like this, so you must treat him well. You should repay sincerity with sincerity."

"You are capable of helping these old guys with the inheritance issue. I believe that."

"But don't blame me for continuing to talk too much. After all, establishing a sect is no different from other trivial matters."

“It’s good to think about everything, no matter how big or small it is.”

"My second question is, what are you going to rely on to keep your sect running?"

"Haha, to put it simply, how does your sect make money? How do your disciples make money?"

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