Seeing that Wan Ling'er suddenly stopped responding to him, the originally kind-hearted face of the wealthy middle-aged man in the Golden Core Realm gradually turned gloomy.
"Junior is rude!"
boom!
The rich middle-aged man slapped the table, with an angry look on his face, and scolded: "You are just a junior in the Xiantian realm, but you dare to treat me with such contempt, who gave you the courage!"
As he spoke, the frightening energy in the rich middle-aged man rose up, and he seemed to be about to attack Wan Ling'er immediately.
Wan Ling'er was startled and shrank to Su Yun's side unconsciously.
"What should we do? The other party seems to be angry!" Wan Ling'er tugged on Su Yun's sleeves somewhat helplessly.
However, Su Yun still closed his eyes and did not respond to Wan Ling'er at all.
Seeing this, Wan Ling'er felt bitter in her heart.
I was also confused. I actually listened to Su Yun's nonsense and really "ignored" these powerful practitioners.
It's good now, the other party is angry and wants to attack him.
Wan Ling'er saw that Su Yun had no intention of helping her, so she had to explain.
If you continue to ignore it indifferently, you will definitely be killed by the opponent on the spot.
The people here are not false illusions.
With Wan Ling'er's cultivation and vision, she can still distinguish clearly whether it is an illusion or not.
The opponent's golden elixir realm's coercive Qi machine is absolutely unmistakable!
"Senior, I misunderstood. I definitely didn't mean to despise my senior. It was just because I suddenly thought of something else and I was in a daze for a moment. I didn't bother to respond to senior. Please forgive me." Wan Ling'er quickly stood up and explained.
Hearing Wan Ling'er's reply, the angry look on the rich middle-aged face subsided, and a smile appeared again: "I see, since you didn't deliberately neglect me, then I won't blame you. I see you
You have abundant aura and extraordinary qualifications. Now you are innately perfect. I think you must have a master's inheritance, right?"
When Wan Ling'er saw that the other party did not blame him, he was slightly relieved, and then replied: "It is true that there is a sect inheritance, but due to some changes, my sect has been destroyed, and I am the only one who survived."
"Oh?" The rich young man sighed, as if he felt sorry for Wan Ling'er. He pondered for a moment and said, "Since you no longer have a teacher to worry about, would you like to become my teacher?"
When Wan Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but be slightly startled.
She was actually somewhat reluctant to ask this wealthy middle-aged man to be her teacher.
Because in her perception, although this rich middle-aged man is a practitioner of the Golden Elixir realm, and with the energy he just revealed, he is not at the ordinary early stage of the Golden Elixir, but at the middle stage of the Golden Elixir.
But in Wan Ling'er's view, such cultivation is not enough for her to become a disciple.
Not to mention anything else, with her current background, she will soon be able to reach the Golden Elixir realm, and what she will condense will be the fifth-grade Witch King Golden Elixir.
As soon as you achieve the golden elixir, with the quality of this fifth-grade golden elixir, you will be able to fight against other intermediate practitioners of low-level golden elixir even at the early stage of the golden elixir.
Therefore, Wan Ling'er was naturally unwilling to become a disciple.
But before she could reply, there was another voice next to her: "Fellow Daoist Ou Peng, you really have good taste! This girl is indeed a talented and beautiful woman, even I am moved by her."
Wan Ling'er noticed that the person speaking this time was an old man sitting at a table against the wall opposite her.
This old man has white beard and hair, and has an immortal spirit. He is wearing a raincoat, a bamboo hat is placed next to the table, and there is a bamboo fishing rod leaning against the wall.
Wan Ling'er's expression changed.
Although this white-haired old man did not deliberately exude any aura, the golden elixir meaning that flowed invisible in his thin body was much stronger than that of the rich middle-aged man.