Yang Tian frowned slightly, then looked at the old man and said helplessly: "Old man, why are you willing to let me go?"
The old man was so angry that he almost flew into a rage.
"What do you mean by letting you go? I'm giving you a blessing, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
Yang Tian rolled his eyes and said, "I refuse."
Having said that, I still have to leave.
The old man didn't care about his image at this time, and quickly stopped beside Yang Tian and said: "Wait a minute, you reject me probably because you don't know who I am. When I tell you my name, you will definitely cry and beg.
Take me as your teacher."
Yang Tian discovered that the old man was not only sick, but also seriously ill.
He said helplessly: "I am all ears."
The old man smiled arrogantly and said, "I am Wu Juetian."
Fifty years ago, he spent more than ten years in the late Yuan Ying realm across China, defeating all the masters in the world.
At that time, the country had just been founded, and everything was in ruins. Kunlun Secret Realm and the demon clan had already made an alliance, and no one was allowed to be born.
This also corresponds to the original saying that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals were not allowed to become spirits.
So when the distraction state didn't appear, he was invincible.
Now he has broken through two major realms in succession and reached the half-step state of distraction, which is even more powerful.
With his protection, who would dare to touch China?
"Wu Juetian?"
Yang Tian frowned after hearing this name.
"How's it going? Have you heard my name before? Let me tell you, don't get excited yet. Yes, you have been chosen by me. Since you don't like the status of a registered disciple, then I will accept you as a formal disciple. Who knows?
Let me cherish my talents, huh, if it had been fifty years ago, I wouldn't have looked at you."
The old man also looked arrogant, which made Yang Tian's face muscles twitch after seeing it.
Where did he get his confidence?
Yang Tian held his forehead, his face covered with black lines, looked at the arrogant old man and said, "Old man, I seem to have never heard of your name. Where did you come from?"
The old man was a little angry.
"You have such a high level of cultivation and you don't know who I am? Don't you feel ignorant? I remember that old man..."
Before the old man finished speaking, Yang Tian rolled his eyes and said, "A good man doesn't mention his bravery in the past."
Back then, he had traveled across the Xuantian Continent for three hundred years. Under the sky and above the common people, he was the closest thing to an immortal in the Xuantian Continent.
This old man is so funny. He has no idea how powerful he is talking to.
And accept him as a disciple?
The reverse is almost the same.
Seeing this scene, the old man said with a dark face: "Okay, okay, today I will accept you as a closed disciple. All you need is that you and I will prepare two jars of good wine, and I will let you complete the apprenticeship ceremony. I am not bragging, I
I can teach you two moves casually, the world is so big, you can go anywhere."
Yang Tian was completely speechless. He found that the old man had been talking a lot, but now he got to the point.
He does nothing else but drink.
Yang Tian smiled and said: "Old man, how about we make a bet. I can prepare two hundred jars of good wine. As long as you drink from me, then I will worship you as my teacher. But if you lose, then you will worship me."
I am a teacher."
The old man heard this with a look of disdain on his face: "Are you the only one who wants to compete with me in drinking? I..."
"Forget it!"
Yang Tian turned around without waiting for him to finish speaking.
"Wait a minute, I'm trying to compete with you. Boy, don't say that I bully the small."
The old man stopped him quickly, his face full of confidence.
Yang Tian raised his eyebrows and said, "As long as you don't say that I bully the old and the weak."
"Old and weak?"
Wu Juetian almost wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.
Without saying much, the two of them directly placed two plates of peanuts next to the stone table, and then Yang Tian took out dozens of jars of fine wine from the third floor of the Colorful Exquisite Tower and placed them beside him.
The fine wine comes from the Xuantian Continent and is called Shili Zuixianxiang. When the seal of the wine jar is opened, a strong aroma of wine overflows, making you feel intoxicated.
Wu Juetian's eyes widened. He took a deep breath and asked with intoxication: "Oh my God, what kind of wine is this? Why have I never seen it before?"
Yang Tian said: "The wine is called Shili Zuixianxiang. It can intoxicate immortals, but mortals can get drunk after just one sip."
The old man suddenly became more excited. He picked up a jar of wine, patted the sealing mud with one palm, took a greedy deep breath and said: "Okay, okay, okay."
After saying three good words, he raised his head and took a big sip, and then exhaled a white breath and said: "It is indeed a good wine. My friend, you really have an appetite for me. Come on, let's compare, who is the winner?"
Better to drink.”
Yang Tian's eyes narrowed. Shili Zuixianxiang was the wine drunk by immortals. A mortal would be drunk for three days and three nights if he touched even one drop of the wine.
This old man was fine after drinking so much. It seems that what he said is true.
He is a master, and an unfathomable master.
Yang Tian had just made a breakthrough, he was in a good mood, and he was interested in meeting his rival over wine.
After the two of them met, they began to drink drunkenly.
I don’t know how much they drank, but they were both drunk.
Shili Zuixianxiang is immortal wine, and its alcoholic immortal energy cannot be dissolved.
The old man followed Yang Tian, shoulder to shoulder and burping from wine: "Brother, I'm not telling you, when your brother and I first conquered China, what a beautiful scene it was, and who didn't know the name of Wu Juetian?
When I climbed to the top, I fought against the most powerful masters in the country. Tai Chi Zhang Feng, Bajiquan Duan Hong, and Shaolin Master Kongwu were all intimidating. In the end, they were all defeated by me.
On hand."
Yang Tian laughed loudly, but also with drunken eyes, he started talking nonsense: "What do you mean by this? Compared with me, you are far behind."
The old man was not convinced when he heard this. He took another sip of wine and hummed: "You are such a young boy, how can you be like before? I think you are just blowing."
The two of them were half as good as each other and both were drunk.
Yang Tian also said without any scruples: "Who said I was bragging? When I was the Heaven-breaking Immortal Emperor, all the races in the starry sky surrendered to me. I shattered mountains and rivers with one punch, and a word was like the power of heaven. Under the sky and above the common people, who dared
If you don't obey, you will be slapped and burped by me. It's not me who makes you belch. As for you, you are assigned to me as a sweeper, hahaha."
The old man stared at his eyes and said: "Who are you bluffing? I don't believe it. I am at the half-step distraction state. You are at the late stage of the golden elixir state at most. Although you are extremely talented, you are still two realms behind me."
Woolen cloth."
Yang Tian took another breath and became even more drunk.
He blushed and laughed and said, "Don't believe it? Tell me your technique and I will modify it for you."
Every martial artist’s skill is the foundation of their cultivation. All martial artists will never show it to anyone except the closest people.
Otherwise, if the enemy knows about it, the flaws in the skill will be exposed, and fighting against them will be equivalent to a weakness.
If the old man was sober, he would never say it, but at this moment, the two of them had drunk a hundred jars of wine each, and they were already drunk and didn't know who they were. So, the old man told Yang the technique without any scruples.
God listens.
Yang Tian squinted his eyes, burped and said, "What a mess your practice is. No wonder you have only reached this level of cultivation at an advanced age."
Although the old man was drunk, he could tell the difference between good and bad words.
He blew his beard at Yang Tian and glared: "What are you talking about? Although I am old, my cultivation is extraordinary. If you look at it, everyone my age is dead, and I am the only one left."
Yang Tian held his stomach and laughed loudly: "This way you can be arrogant, hahaha, I'm convinced."
The old man did not feel ashamed, but felt proud and said: "You dislike my poor practice, then tell me what's wrong with this technique? This is what I gained in the secret realm. I almost lost my name because of him."
Yang Tian almost fell asleep on the table, but was woken up by the old man shaking him.
He said: "That's all, let me give you some advice and let you know what it means to be an expert."
As he spoke, he pointed out the shortcomings of the practice for the old man. The entire practice was modified beyond recognition by Yang Tian.
The old man laughed again and again while practicing according to the exercises modified by Yang Tian.
If this were sober, not even any warrior would do this, let alone an old man.
The practice method has been tampered with at will, and this careless practice can lead to going crazy.
But the old man was drunk and had no idea how dangerous it was.
After his practice had been running along the meridians in his Dantian for a long time, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said: "Hey, yes, brother, the practice method you modified for me is very effective. I feel full of true energy.
The running speed has been doubled. If I could exert 100% of my strength in the past, but when the real energy movement is doubled, then I can exert 200% of my strength."
Yang Tian opened another jar of wine and said, "Hey, hey, come on, come on, drink again."
The old man picked up the wine and stopped practicing. He said, "Hiccup, I'll do it first as a token of respect." (To be continued)
