"Ah? Over eighty years old? Have you been here for fifty years? Then you... you... must not be one hundred, thirty or forty years old?" Yu Xiaolong's jaw almost dropped in shock.
"Almost...haha." The old man nodded proudly.
"Halo... then you won't be a god after you come out of seclusion?" Yu Xiaolong looked him up and down.
"Gods? And monsters too! After I finish my cultivation, I'm still half-assed. Gods? Haha...hey." The old man sighed.
"One hundred, thirty and forty years later, I'm still... half-assed? Then who am I now?" Yu Xiaolong was extremely depressed.
"Didn't I just say that you are just an ant that has just emerged from its shell?" The old man looked at him with a smile.
Yu Xiaolong lowered his head speechlessly and shook it gently.
After practicing for many years, because I have the blood of the old Yu family flowing through my veins, and I am born with thirty-two meridians, I am quite lucky. I have made rapid progress, and I accidentally overcame the tribulation for the first time. Although I am a master,
It's a lot, but judging from the training time, it's pretty good. When he said it today, it seemed like I was nothing.
"Boy, are you depressed? Let me tell you, the world of spiritual practice is big, just like this world is the world of spiritual practice. You are like a newly hatched ant, you only see the scene in your own nest. I don't dare to call myself a master, you are the only one.
?Giggle...Hey...I haven't been born for a long time, have people in the outside world become so arrogant? It's so sad!" The old man shook his head.
Yu Xiaolong blinked his eyes, not knowing what to say. When the other party came up, he sighed and the conversation ended.
"Hey? How did you get in here?" The old man suddenly thought of this question.
"Uh... I came to Tibet Province to do some errands, and I ended up here without knowing what happened. The magic circle outside was too complicated, and I almost suffocated to death there." Yu Xiaolong was still frightened.
"Did you come here alone?" The old man looked at him doubtfully.
"Yes...I came here in a daze." Yu Xiaolong did not tell all his friends.
"You can pull me down! Are you still confused? My formation cannot be passed by ordinary people! Only a very small number of masters who break the formation can have a chance. You are not that kind of person, how can you come by yourself?" The old man
Very disbelieving.
"That's it...how about it's just me?" Yu Xiaolong said resolutely.
"Haha...the ones with you
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People are still trapped inside... It would be right to say that you broke out of the formation yourself." The old man looked at him with a smile.
"You...how did you know there was someone else?" Yu Xiaolong saw through the trick and turned red.
"That's the formation I set up, do you know? I just didn't expect you to be able to get here by yourself! It seems that you have some talent, and of course you can also make wild guesses! If you weren't about to die, maybe
I can teach you some things!" The old man said with a smile, stroking his long beard.
"Am I about to die?" Yu Xiaolong was stunned and looked at him confused.
"Yes, you were going to die after we finished talking. Didn't we just say it then?" The old man chuckled.
Yu Xiaolong looked at him speechlessly. His words were too direct, and he didn't even think about him.
He rolled his eyes several times, then knelt on the ground with a bang and shouted: "Master, please accept me!"
"Huh? A person who is about to die still wants to become a disciple?" The old man was a little surprised.
"Since you can't escape, why not learn something profound before you die? Wouldn't it be perfect after you become a ghost?" Yu Xiaolong said with a shameless smile.
"Little guy, are you still thinking about being a ghost? Just give up on that idea. If I take action, my soul will be gone." The old man stood in the air and said proudly.
"...Okay! I like such a cruel master!" Yu Xiaolong shouted.
"This little brat has a strange personality... Don't do this, how can I just accept a disciple casually?" The old man waved his hand.
"I bow to you as a disciple!" Yu Xiaolong knelt down and kowtowed.
"You...kowtowing is useless, don't fool me." The old man said with a smile.
"Master, tell me, how can I be accepted?" Yu Xiaolong asked shamelessly.
"I have lived for more than a hundred years and never had an apprentice! Huh? Don't call me master, I will never take you away." The old man curled his lips and said.
"That's really wonderful!" Yu Xiaolong clapped his hands.
"Huh? Why did you say that?" The old man was startled, not knowing what he meant.
"Master, you are one hundred, thirty or forty years old, and you have not even got a single apprentice. Even if you practice to the point of becoming a god, wouldn't you be laughed at by outsiders? Don't be angry if I say something unpleasant. One day you will die and attain enlightenment.
, that will be admired by thousands of people. But after you ascend, you don’t even have a disciple in the world... What do others think of this? It’s simply a loss of life!" Yu Xiaolong said sinisterly.
"You... how dare you
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Curse me to death? You... I will destroy you now!" The old man's beard stood up in anger.
"Master! Whether it's you or someone else, the ultimate goal is to attain enlightenment and become a true god. You have been in the world for more than a hundred years and you don't even have a disciple... This makes anyone make irresponsible remarks. You are always here
Isn’t the eyelids twitching up there every day? Those gods above have their disciples in groups, worshiping them in the world. How about you? All alone? What’s the point of such gods?” Yu Xiaolong looked at him.
The old man retracted his raised hand, blinked at him, and said after a moment: "You can be so talkative, little kid, and what you said seems to make a little bit of sense. But... even if I accept it, I can't accept you like this, then
Wouldn’t it ruin my own reputation?”
"Master, master, you have been famous all your life, why are you confused now?" Yu Xiaolong waved his hand.
"Huh? How do you say this?" The old man was stunned, not knowing what she was going to say.
"You have been practicing here in seclusion for fifty years. It is fate that you and I meet today. And Master, you also said that I was born with thirty-two channels, but I never thought that I could get here on my own. Yes, I am now
My Taoism is very low. Isn’t it because I haven’t met a master as capable as you? You accept it.
Me, I can not only serve you, but also inherit your teachings. To say the least, even if I am incompetent in the end, you can always abandon me or destroy me at any time? You can achieve many things with one stone. I believe you are so smart.
A master, don't you know?" Yu Xiaolong racked his brains to find the words.
The old man fell from the air to the ground, circling around Yu Xiaolong, looking at him up and down.
"Baby, I was almost persuaded by you!" The old man shook his head.
"Since I was almost persuaded, it proves that you, the old man, also feel that what I said is right. Since it is right, why not just let nature take its course? You are also a ghost, and I am also a ghost. All of this, please tell me,
Which one is not fate?" Yu Xiaolong looked at him seriously.
"You...what do you do? Are you a storyteller? You are the first one who dares to talk to me like this and is so eloquent." The old man shook his head.
"Master, apprentice, just think about it... It's a big loss if you don't accept me. I really think about you, master! Think about it for yourself, am I right?" Yu Xiaolong tilted his head and looked at him seriously.
"Well... I know what you mean... No, I didn't say I would accept you!" As soon as the old man blurted out, he immediately realized that he had been tricked.