My practice narration is weird

On the way back to Tianlao, Lu Qingshan and Ye Wuyou walked together.

"Lu Qingshan, what's the point of being your apprentice if I learn the magic?"

Ye Wuyou already knows the art of Tianyan at this moment, but he did not expose it.

Others do not know the value of the magic, but Lu Qingshan does not know it?

If he can learn such a magical power by just looking at it, what will the other party think if he tells it frankly?

He knows that Lu Qingshan may have some guesses in his heart, but as the other party said, everyone has secrets, and Lu Qingshan will not ask about it.

But people's hearts are unpredictable, who can guarantee it?

Even if Lu Qingshan does not have any thoughts about him, what if others know it.

So he can only conceal this fact and honestly prepare to go to the capital for a stroll in the future.

But now, he has learned the method of Tianyan, at least he does not need to be eroded by weirdness, and he is not worried about his life.

Shouldn't he seize the opportunity to negotiate the terms?

Lu Qingshan said softly: "Not a disciple."

"Hmm?"

"It's a successor."

Don't disciple and successor mean the same thing?

Ye Wuyou thought about it, but then realized that he was being evaded by the other party.

"Lu Qingshan, you have to give me some hope, right? When old man Zhao wanted to take me in as a disciple, the sign was loud and clear, and good things came one after another."

Lu Qingshan put his hands behind his back and walked slowly. Ye Wuyou walked in front, occasionally stomping his feet to urge him.

Listening to Ye Wuyou's words, how could Lu Qingshan not know what he meant, but his face was helpless.

"If you can really be my successor, I have the most complete library in Da Yan for you to refer to..."

"No, I don't like to read those things, I read the Spring and Autumn Annals."

What is the Spring and Autumn Annals?

Lu Qingshan was slightly stunned, but after thinking about it, he didn't know what to say.

This kid, why is he negotiating conditions with him?

But for some reason, he didn't feel disgusted in his heart.

Lu Qingshan's hands in his wide sleeves gently spread out, and a black little man slowly condensed, and then kowtowed heavily.

Not once like before, but three times in a row.

Eh... Lu Qingshan's face was a little surprised, and then turned solemn and puzzled.

He had used Tianyan to calculate Ye Wuyou's fate.

The final scene was that Ye Wuyou was unable to comprehend the divine art of Tianyan, and finally chose the divine art under the Tianlao as a second choice, but also threw away the weirdness on his body and spent his life as an ordinary Tianlao jailer.

Therefore, he had previously stopped Ye Wuyou from becoming a disciple, and took the initiative to ask the other party if he was willing to accept another self.

This was the other party's fate, and Lu Qingshan didn't want to change it. As a normal practitioner, it was a blessing in life to live a stable life in this relatively stable world.

But now, the originally clear fate seemed to have changed.

His steps stopped.

"Lu Qingshan, why do you stop? I have to go back to Tianlao to hand in the task today. As your immediate superior, you are taking the lead in slacking off."

What is slacking off?

The hands in his sleeves clenched slightly, and Lu Qingshan put on that calm smile on his face again, and walked forward slowly.

"Ye Wuyou, if you can really learn Tianyan and become my successor, then you can do anything in Da Yan without any taboos."

This time it was Ye Wuyou who stopped.

But he stopped not because of anything else, but because the other party's words made him pause.

"You can do whatever you want?" Ye Wuyou said.

"You can do whatever you want." Lu Qingshan responded lightly.

This is really like a little cow riding a rocket, bragging to the sky... So you, Lu Qingshan, are the narrator.

[Arrogant, there are such arrogant people in the world. You sneered and directly ridiculed him that you want to kill everyone in the world. Forgive him for not saying anything.]

"What if I want to kill someone?" Ye Wuyou's eyes showed a trace of coldness. He didn't mean anything else. He just wanted to see what the other party could say after hearing such a rebellious word.

"Okay." Lu Qingshan said leisurely, as if the word "killing" was no different from stepping on an ant in his ears.

"Whoever you want to kill is fine?" Ye Wuyou was so angry that he laughed.

Lu Qingshan nodded slightly, as if he had seriously thought about Ye Wuyou's question.

"The one sitting on that chair is not okay, but others are fine." Lu Qingshan replied.

Ye Wuyou: "..."

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