Villain: Hey hey, female president, you don't want to have an accident in the company, do you?

So that's the case, Qin Bing was beside him, and nodded.

Qin Tian stepped forward and said:

"Third sister, Mr. Ling wants to worship this bald monk as our teacher just like us. I think he is helpless in Zijin Mountain now. If he really can follow us to worship the bald monk as his teacher."

"Anyway, at least there is a place to stay."

"What's more, I've made a promise to him now, and he's my brother. Since he's my brother, I can't leave him alone."

Then he looked at Qin Bing and said:

"Third Sister, you also know our master's temper. He always does what he wants, and no one can figure it out. Later, when he comes over, I hope that Third Sister can say a few good words for Brother Ling."

"The old man's ears are relatively soft. Maybe when you open your mouth, Third Sister, Master's heart softens, and this matter will be settled."

This?

Qin Bing hesitated for a moment, frowned and said:

"Since that's the case, I'll see the situation later, but Xiaotian, don't worry, I will definitely help you with this Mr. Ling's matter."

Qin Tian smiled, made a bow and said:

"Then I want to thank Third Sister."

"Thank you third sister for what?"

While speaking, the bald monk came to the courtyard unknowingly.

Looking at Qin Tian and Qin Bing, he smiled and said:

"Yesterday's task was done well. Today is still the old rule. Go up the mountain to cut [-] tans of firewood, and go down the mountain to carry [-] tans of water. I will come to check at night."

Qin Tian and Qin Bing nodded and said:

"Don't worry! We promise to complete the task."

The corners of Qin Tian's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

"Master, you said that we have chopped so much firewood, the calluses on our hands have grown a lot, and our shoulders are sore from carrying water all day long. I think it will take a few days."

"Our xinxing has almost worn out, so, master, when did you start teaching us martial arts and exercises?"

The bald monk reached out and stroked his gray beard, thought for a moment, and said slowly:

"It won't work this month, let's do it next month. Next month, I will start teaching you master my exclusive cheats. This is my unique skill, master, and it will only be passed on to my own people."

"It's you, even if you learn it in the future, without my permission, you can't spread it to the outside world. Otherwise, if I find out about this unique skill and spread it, I will find you even in the ends of the world, and destroy all your martial arts. "

"At that time, you will become useless people, don't blame the master for being cruel."

Qin Tian smiled and said:

"Master, don't worry, since we regard you as our teacher, we will naturally follow your rules obediently."

The bald monk nodded, turned his eyes, and stopped on Ling Yu's body, looked him up and down for a while, frowned and said:

"Are you... Sword Saint Ling Yu?"

Ling Yu hurriedly took a step forward, stretched out his hands, and bowed to the bald monk:

"To tell you the truth, the next one is Sword Saint Ling Yu."

Qin Tian thought for a moment and said:

"Master, do you know him?"

I saw the bald monk raised the broken gourd jug in his hand, raised his head, took a big swig, stretched out his tattered sleeves that could no longer see any color, and wiped his mouth hastily. road:

"Your Excellency the famous Sword Saint, as long as you are a cultivator in this world, no one knows, no one knows, what is the business of suddenly coming to my little ruined temple?"

"If you come to me to find good materials for making swords, to be honest, I don't have what you want here, and you have seen it."

"This little dilapidated temple of mine has nothing but a barely sheltered place from the wind and rain. It can be said to be poor, and the house is barren."

As he spoke, he reached out and stroked his gray beard.

"If you really want to come to Zijin Mountain to find some good materials, you might as well go to the Zijin Daoist next door. He has a lot of good things there!"

This?

When Ling Yu heard this, he couldn't help but frowned. What does this bald monk mean? According to what he means, is he trying to drive people away?

If this is the case, there is actually no place for him to stand in this huge Purple Gold Immortal Mountain.

Thinking of this, Ling Yu couldn't help but sighed deeply, did he really deserve this fate?Then, he seemed to think of something.

No!The so-called my fate is up to me, since I still don't want to give up, then in this world, no one can make myself give up, and no one can stop the way forward.

Ling Yu's eyes suddenly burst out with an indescribable and extremely dazzling light, and for a moment, his eyes were piercing.

"Immortal Elder, to be honest, I came here because I heard that this fairy mountain is majestic and full of spiritual energy. It is a good place for cultivation."

"That's why I wanted to come here, practice hard, and improve my skills and cultivation. I didn't expect to meet my brother by mistake."

"That's why I dare to go with Brother Qin and worship you as a teacher, so that I can have a companion on this Zijin Mountain in the future. I also hope that the Immortal Elder will agree to accept me as a disciple."

When the bald monk heard this, he didn't reply him quickly. Although he didn't say he disagreed, he didn't say he agreed either.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yu felt that he could not get off the tiger for a while, and he was so nervous that his palms were densely covered with beads of sweat.

Finally, the bald monk stroked his beard, thought for a moment, then slowly turned his head, looked at Qin Tian beside him and said:

"Xiaotian, what do you say?"

Qin Tian hastily stepped forward to bow and replied:

"To tell you the truth, Master, what brother Ling said is really what I think in my heart. I originally knew very few people in Zijin Mountain except my third sister."

"It's rare to see Brother Ling like old friends at first sight. If we really have this friendship in the future, we can also get closer."

"In this ruined temple, whether it's practicing kung fu or what, I finally have a caring companion."

The bald monk heard this, stroked his beard and said:

"Since that's the case, I'll accept another apprentice. Ling Yu, you and them go to this mountain to cut firewood and carry water."

"However, I just took a look at your skill and cultivation. Although you have reached the level of a senior master, it's just that you have an incurable disease."

"Compared to others, your physical fitness is a little poor. If you are like Xiaotian and the others, you cut [-] loads of firewood and carry [-] loads of water every day. After a long time, your body may not be able to bear it."

"However, since you have worshiped me as your master now, you can also be regarded as Xiaotian and Xiaobing's younger brother. Since you are brothers of the same school, there is absolutely no such thing as favoring one over another."