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Chapter 6 Apprenticeship

Yan Jiayouqian seemed to see countless bacteria crawling towards his hands, waving their tentacles to show off their power at him.

Yan Jiayouqian still has a paralyzed face, but his heart is already so manic, how dare this mortal touch him!!?

I really want to...

To kill a disrespectful person!

Yan Jiayouqian already wanted to cut that person, but his face was strangely flat.

The majestic fierceness has already flowed out of the body and circled around the palms of the hands, and the spiritual power to assist movement was attached to the feet, but I heard the man say: "If you are so informal, you will easily be taken for a ride."

Yan Jiayou froze slightly, and his anger dissipated a little.

Seeing that this person had no malice, Yan Jiayouqian slowly retracted his spiritual power to his dantian.

The man said again: "Since fellow daoists only shop for attractive shapes and colors, isn't it more interesting to get value for money?"

Yan Jiayouqian shook off his hand, suppressed his irritable emotions, and thanked him sincerely.

The man waved his hand generously, and apologized for his rude behavior: "I'm sorry, I offended the guest recklessly, and I hope the guest will forgive me."

"nothing."

"Since the guest doesn't like to touch people, why don't you bring a few servants to help you with chores?"

"There is no servant." Yan Jiayou replied with a pale face, but in fact, he was already secretly thinking about doing this.

The God Realm is actually a world with a very strict hierarchy. Thinking about the upper heaven where he lives, no one dares to wander around at will.

Since there are countless magic formulas in life, he can solve whatever he wants with his fingers, and his god servant is like a fake, and he doesn't live in the temple to take care of his daily life.

He rarely dealt with other little gods, so he didn't think about getting a servant at first, but after he mentioned it, he also thought about it.

"If fellow Taoist doesn't dislike it, can I recommend myself?" The man smiled gently.

There was no self-deprecating meaning in the man's words, and he was even proud, and he did not feel humble because his family was poor and his practice was hindered.

Without waiting for Yan Jiayouqian to speak, he said again: "Fellow Daoists may not know that I was abandoned by my parents since I was a child. Just ask for a meal."

The white-haired coquettish man far away in the magic city sneezed, "Touch ==!", he looked at the alchemy furnace that exploded because of shaking hands, and wiped the ashes off his face as if nothing had happened.

Tsk, who is scolding this deity?

"I see the guest's face is quiet, it must be that he can't bear to waste others, I don't want to live such a life of wandering, and I hope that the Taoist will allow me to accompany me."

Yan Jiayou looked straight at him, not understanding why they turned into recruiting servants when they were obviously bartering.

His appearance was not reflected in his eyes that were as clear as glazed glass, and this man's flattery was considered to be on the horse's leg.

Yan Jiayouqian is not a temperamental person who will sympathize with others, but he just agreed to take care of these mundane things for him because he really needed the servant.

In his view, only the value of use can have the value of communication.

Raising his spiritual power to penetrate into his lower abdomen, there is the gate of life for monks, and ordinary people should not approach it.

This person is enduring being watched by him, and has a strong desire to control.

The three spiritual roots are fake.

The golden spiritual power of the moonlight approached and stripped the spiritual root, and a cloud of black mist was seen, Moxiu.

The man didn't realize that the illusion was broken, and Jia Youqian withdrew his hand, and didn't hide what he had done: "The magic void period."

The Demon Void Stage is a name given to the specific realm of Demon Cultivator, that is, to see through his disguise.

The man was startled, his murderous intent was already evident, but his face remained silent: "You..."

"A deal, I will take you as an apprentice, find the best method for you, improve your cultivation, and kill someone for me when the time is right."

Yan Jiayouqian was not moved by his killing intent at all, anyone who is worth using can be used.

Yan Jiayou's pale face was pale, and there was no disgust of crooked demons and evil ways in his emotionless eyebrows and eyes.

He is now dressed in black, which makes his skin very fair, revealing a vague and strange feeling. If the young man did not know that he is a person of the righteous way, he might think that he is a demon cultivator.

Yan Jia Youqian thought of spying on this person's soul before. The transparent color does not mean his clean heart, but the color of good and evil, darkness and light, which is only available to humans with a clear mind. s color.

Fortunately, this person is not a murderous person. Such a person is suitable to stand on the opposite side of Shi Qu who hates evil and pretends to be righteous.

but……

Yan Jia Youqian still secretly said in her heart: Human beings are really complicated.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" The man was a little strange. Looking at this young man, the cloak he was wearing was a precious heavenly magic weapon. Such a person is either high-ranking or powerful, or talented, no matter which one, there is no shortage of people Help is.

"dirty."

"..." The man paused strangely for a moment, seeing his indifferent face suddenly thinking deeply, this man seems not to care about the so-called good and evil, does he not understand or... not afraid?That kind of people……

On second thought, isn't this exactly what he was after?

Without hesitation at the moment, he clasped his fists and said, "Disciple Ling Zimo, pay homage to Master."

"Let's go." Yan Jiayouqian did not respond to his changed address, and pushed the things in his arms into Ling Zimo's arms, gathered his sleeves, turned and left.

The flow of people around was scattered, leaving a wide path for two people, and it seemed that they were walking slowly, as if they were strolling, but Ling Zimo almost couldn't catch up with him when he trotted.

The world of cultivation has gone downhill, not as good as it was at the peak of thousands of years, the supply of spiritual energy is in short supply, it is getting thinner and thinner, and cultivation is becoming more and more difficult.

There are so many monks who are stuck in the Yuanhua stage and unable to make progress all their lives, and those who have ascended to the catastrophe have not appeared in hundreds of years, and those who have reached the Yuanying realm are all old monsters who have been hundreds of years old.

According to the Zongmen's regulations, as long as the realm reaches the Yuanhua period, he can be a named elder in the Zongmen. Not only will the resources become more abundant, but he will also be able to accept disciples.

Yan Jiayouqian took Ling Zimo back to Ling Xiaozong, and took him to the third peak after a rest.

The third peak is also called Disciple Peak, where the disciples of the sect are recorded and brought to justice, and this is also where they receive their identity cards.

Speaking of which, apart from the period when the Zongmen Dabi was recruiting disciples, the disciple peak was just an idle grass.

It is rumored that the disciples of Disciple Peak are lazy by nature. Although they have never slackened in their practice, the disciples who guard the gate, ah no, the disciples who guard the disciple case are basically wasted every 20 years.

Elder Disciple Peak takes in 20 apprentices, and [-] people work in shifts once a year.

19 years were spent in retreat, and one year passed in a drowsy state.

It can be called the most house monk.

At this time, Gu Feng, the eldest disciple of Zizifeng, was also drowsy, and he couldn't help but encounter something in his dream, and he smirked with his mouth.

Yan Jiayouqian watched quietly, Ling Zimo stood behind Yan Jiayouqian, also silent, why do you think his master is going to be angry?

Well, in fact, Yan Jiayouqian didn't want to get angry as he thought, but was just thinking about how to play a prank.

Yes, you heard that right, it's really a prank.

Speaking of which, Yan Jiayuqian is just a young god who has just grown up.

He secretly penetrated the spiritual consciousness into Gu Feng's dream, and after a while, he saw Gu Feng jump up like a madman, and shouted: "Fuck, I'm so scared to death!!"

I'm enjoying dinner with the big girl. During the period, I rub some oil secretly and I'm about to kiss, but why will that beautiful girl split from the middle and turn into a terrifying ogre?

And stick out his tongue to lick his face, eat his face!!!

Well, according to his understanding, this person is most afraid of ghosts.

That's right, I heard right, dignified monks are afraid of ghosts.

After the aftermath of the nightmare passed, he was shocked to see a monk with the appearance of a snow-like man leading a handsome man.

Taking a closer look, it was the eldest disciple of the Tenth Peak who was newly released 40 years ago. He hurriedly adjusted his facial expressions, trying to make himself look not too stupid: "Haha, Junior Brother Yan Jing, come to our third peak." What are you doing?"

"Ling Zimo, apprentice."

"Ah?" Gu Feng looked bewildered, and then burst into a rage, shouting: "The one that was agreed to come from the folks?! The one that was agreed to is only 60 years old?! Brother, do you know that you are so powerful? Your little one You started accepting apprentices at a young age, does your master know?!"

No wonder he was so excited. In 60 years, his talent was not very good, and more than ten years of them were still homeless, but it was already the metamorphosis period!

This kind of progress is not without, but Gu Feng has never seen a living person. He has heard of so-and-so who has practiced for so many years, but it is all false to him.

But today, he saw a living one.

It still comes from the folk scene that is so hot and cold, so hot and so hot! !

The idol came, and he had restrained himself from pounced on to take a bite.

Gu Feng is actually a time traveler. In his previous life, he was an otaku. He accidentally got an electric shock from an electrical outlet and traveled to a stallion novel he had read. He knew everything he should know and not know.

But he didn't have any pursuits, and he didn't intend to embrace the protagonist's thigh or grab the protagonist's opportunity to finally cultivate and ascend.

The otaku crossed over and was still an otaku with no ambitions and no pursuits. Except for training on duty, even Ling Xiaozong had never been out for more than 100 years.

Two words, dead house.

He even knew that he would die in one or two hundred years, but he still didn't feel anything. He had already lived for two or three hundred years!

Yan Jiayou looked at him with a straight face, Gu Feng laughed awkwardly, and scratched the back of his head: "Haha, I made a mistake, I made a mistake, junior brother, I'm so angry, I'm not too surprised, haha..."

Seeing that Yan Jing ignored him and just stared at him fixedly, he coughed twice in embarrassment and said seriously: "Name?"

"Ling Zimo."

"identity?"

"A disciple of the King."

"A direct disciple or an ordinary disciple?" Gu Feng quietly thought, he knows that.

Yan Jia Youqian said that he hadn't thought about it, so he said casually: "Ducated."

"Okay, Ling Zimo, the direct disciple of the Tenth Peak, Ji Jing."

Gu Feng respectfully handed a piece of recording crystal jade to Yan Jiayouqian, and Yan Jiayouqian staggered it, Ling Zimo took it clearly and thanked him.

After Gu Feng said his congratulations after finishing his work, he instantly became a fanatic fan of Yan Jing, twisting the hem of his clothes pretending to be shy, so excited that he was dying.

Without looking at what it was, he picked up a book or something and put it in front of Yan Jiayouqian with both hands: "Junior Brother Yan Jing, can you sign it for me."

Yan Jiayouqian looked at the register book with densely written names, gave him a glance, and left directly with Gao Lengfan in his hand.

Gu Feng Erkang held his hand behind him, begging for a watch to go, Gu Feng said, such a cold idol, trampled on him so hotly, and fainted in the toilet——

qaq~

"Master."

Yan Jiayou Asagi put on a face: "..."

Is it a time traveler?But the creature is still... well, pretty, cute.

At that time, maybe I can go and see the world of that fool.

Well, remember this.

"Master?"

"..."

"...Master." Ling Zimo pulled his sleeve helplessly, and Yan Jiayouqian stared at his hand with sharp eyes for a moment.

"What for?" Although Yan Jiayouqian said to accept him as a disciple, he didn't realize that he was a master.

In fact, he heard Ling Zimo speak, but he didn't respond to the phrase "Master", anyway, he wasn't calling him.

"Master, this disciple is hungry."

"Huh?" Yan Jiayou looked over with a slumped face, but Ling Zimo felt that the master was so silly and cute.

No matter how galloping in his heart, Ling Zimo didn't show any abnormality, and added again: "The disciple's realm has not yet reached the magic pill stage, and he has never bigu."

If you don't have bigu, you have to eat.Yan Jiayouqian said that he has never eaten since he awakened, and the jade liquid and fine wine are not counted, and the refreshing stone is not counted.

Looking around, a group of snow-white and beautiful spirit cranes are patrolling and eating in their territory, like a proud king.