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Chapter 596: Worship me as a teacher!

The three-story ship was slowly sailing along the river towards the outside of the city. One of the two men in black robes on the deck who were looking at the scenery along the way suddenly turned around, revealing an old and somewhat ugly face under the black robes.

There was also a big black scab on his face. He obviously had a kind smile, but his face looked extremely ferocious.

"Do fellow Taoists also want to try their luck in the Chijiang River?"

The ugly and old mother-in-law suddenly spoke. Her hoarse voice was like the sound of gravel rubbing against each other. Anyone who heard the voice couldn't help but want to cover their ears. The voice was really too loud.

It's so unpleasant that when you listen to it, your ears feel like they've been scratched.

The man in gray robe who suddenly appeared on the deck was stunned when he heard the voice. Then he saw the face of the old woman in black robe clearly, and a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It's a woman!

He could sense that this person was a martial arts master in mid-air before, but he didn't expect that he was actually a woman.

If it's a woman, even if it's Emperor Wu, she's definitely not the person he's looking for. What's more, the cultivation level of the person in front of him doesn't match that of the old drunkard, and the aura on his body is even different.

It seems that you have found the wrong person.

The man in gray robe was a little unmotivated. He cupped his hands with the old woman and apologized before returning to the air, lest the real old drunkard take the opportunity to escape.

However, when the man in gray robe was about to turn around, he couldn't help but let out a sigh, and looked at the young man next to the old woman with a bit of surprise.

"The first level of the Martial King who is less than twenty years old!"

At his level of cultivation, he can clearly see the bone age of low-level warriors. Whether it is due to cultivation or elixirs to preserve their appearance, or whether they are truly young can still be seen, but it is rarely identified. After all,

For warriors, especially those with advanced cultivation, age is no longer a matter of special concern.

Just now, he was just curious for a moment, and casually took a look at who was following the martial emperor master, but he couldn't help but be shocked at the sight.

Young people are full of vitality. This kind of energy from the inside out can only be possessed by real young people. If you look closely at your bone age, you will find that you are only in your teens and not even twenty years old, but your cultivation is real.

His Martial King cultivation has a solid foundation that even far exceeds that of ordinary Martial King masters. It is by no means a frivolous foundation that can be improved with elixirs.

Relying on his own cultivation to reach the level of Martial King before the age of twenty, he is simply a genius among geniuses and can be called a monster!

Even if you have a master from the Martial Arts as your master and careful training/teaching, you must be able to achieve such an achievement only through hard work and talent.

Such an achievement at such a young age proves that this little guy is talented and willing to work hard. Having such a disciple is indeed a pride. Even the man in gray robe is a little envious of this old and ugly old woman. Although she doesn't look very good,

But his vision, especially his vision in selecting apprentices, is definitely quite good.

Facing such a good disciple, the gray-robed man was a little jealous, but although such a genius was outstanding, it was not impossible to find him. Especially among the descendants of some superpowers, there were many who could achieve the same achievements as this young man.

Or even higher, to the point where he wouldn't do anything like robbing his disciples.

But at the next glance, the man in gray robe could no longer look away.

"Whoa!"

The man in gray robe even flew, his legs alternated rapidly, and he ran to the young man like an ordinary person, and grabbed his wrist.

However, when his hand reached halfway, it was stopped by a wooden crutch, and a hoarse voice sounded again.

"What are you going to do, fellow Taoist?"

"I..." The man in gray robe paused, and did not continue to reach out to grab the young man. Instead, he cupped his hand towards the old woman.

"Fellow Taoist, could you please let me take a closer look at your disciple's condition?"

"Um?"

The crutch in the old woman's hand trembled slightly, as if trying to stop her, she finally took back the crutch.

'This old boy didn't recognize me, but why did he fall in love with this boy Ye Lin!'

The heart that had just been put down was brought up again, and he wanted to take Chu Ye away directly, but he also knew that with his current situation, he might be overtaken by this old boy before he left far.

'Even I can't detect the mysterious magnetic light in this boy Ye Lin. This old boy definitely didn't like Ye Lin because of the mysterious magnetic light...'

This old and ugly old woman is naturally the old drunkard. Needless to say, the young man standing next to the old drunkard is Chu Ye.

After staring at the man in gray robe for a while, the old drunkard finally made up his mind and took back the crutch that blocked the man in gray robe.

It's really unwise to start a fight with him at this time. He and the old boy have been fighting for tens of thousands of years, and both sides are very familiar with each other. Now he is good at disguise, and the old boy never thought that he would disguise himself as a woman.

I didn't recognize him, but if there was a fight, I couldn't hide my identity.

Come to think of it, this old boy can't see anything from Ye Lin.

When the man in gray robe saw the old drunkard retracting his crutch, a flush of excitement appeared on his cold face. He rubbed his hands together and then grabbed Chu Ye's wrist.

Chu Ye, whose wrist was caught, immediately noticed a spiritual energy pouring into his body, and strangely, this spiritual energy actually gave Chu Ye a sharp aura.

Can spiritual energy be sharp?

It's as if this spiritual energy is also an unsheathed sword.

But I have only heard that spiritual energy is divided into attributes and purity levels, but I have never heard that spiritual energy has temperament. It is like a bowl of rice. You can say whether it is delicious or not, and you can say whether its color is white or not.

I have never heard anyone say that this bowl of rice looks so handsome. There is no such way of measuring it!

But such a strange phenomenon happened to Chu Ye.

What made Chu Ye even more strange was that after this sharp sword-like spiritual energy surged into his body, Chu Ye actually heard bursts of roaring coming from deep within his body, as if...

It was as if his body subconsciously issued a warning after something entered his territory.

The bursts of roar sounded more like the sound of countless swords making simultaneously. Although it was still very immature, the majesty could not be ignored.

When a roar like the sound of a sword sounded in Chu Ye's body, the man in gray robe immediately withdrew his spiritual energy, but his eyes suddenly burst into unparalleled light, and he looked at Chu Ye with burning eyes.

"Although the sword bone is not fully formed yet, it is undoubtedly a sword bone. Boy, you are a sword cultivator and the purest sword cultivator! Good boy, such a good boy! Great, really good! Haha

,Hahaha!!!"

The man in gray robe suddenly laughed up into the sky. The laughter was like thunder, spreading far away. The water of the Red River under his feet stirred up waves because of the man in gray robe. The sound of wood chips fell from the stable three-story ship.

, Emperor Wu laughed loudly, and the entire Chijiang City was shaken.

The man in gray robe didn't seem to care about the changes in the outside world caused by him. Until the waves of the Chijiang River under his feet became more and more turbulent, Chu Ye was almost knocked over. The man in gray robe slowly stopped smiling, but still couldn't help it.

He looked at Chu Ye with a smile, looking at him as if he were looking at some rare treasure.

"Good boy, please accept me as your teacher!"


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