Zheng Ming hadn't heard these rumors yet, and at this time, he was standing in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion with a radius of 100 zhang.

"Five Elements Fist", "Reincarnation Hand", "Immeasurable Canghai Jue", "Wind Breaking Sword Technique", "Chopping Xuan Heart Jue", ......

One by one, the list of martial arts shows the essence of the Vientiane Gate to Zheng Ming, the sect master, but these backgrounds look really good-looking, but the empty shelves next to them seem to be ridiculing Zheng Ming.

No, there is no martial arts.

No, it should be a martial art of more than five grades, and there is not a single one, and this Hidden Scripture Pavilion has actually become an empty warehouse.

Zheng Ming's brows jumped very much, what did he come to this Hidden Scripture Pavilion for, wasn't it to be able to find martial arts that were compatible with the thirteen divine runes in his body, so as to solve the problems in his body?

No, his grandmother's didn't!

"What about those martial arts classics?" Zheng Ming's eyes looked at the white-haired old man with a red nose and sleepy eyes.

This old man's cultivation has only three grades. Although he has the demeanor of a peerless master, he does not have the strength of a peerless master.

Standing beside Zheng Ming a little cramped, the old man's red nose began to sweat, I don't know if it was the reason for drinking too much, so he was sweating very much.

"Sect Master, when I took over, there were so many classics!"

The red-nosed old man was caught off guard, and said with a look of discernment that didn't care about me: "Sect Master, you can't wronged me, I really didn't take any benefits!"

"That's all there is to you when you take over, then you always have to tell me, what about the four nerves of Vientiane, what about the Three Swords of Splitting Sun, and what about the Vientiane Star Sword with the most inheritance among the sects?

Zheng Ming's tone was naturally not good, he came over excitedly, as if he had found a beautiful woman, but when he was happy, he found that the beauty was actually dressed as a man, how could this not be annoying.

"The four nerves of Vientiane are in Vientiane Peak, and the three swords of Splitting Yang are in Splitting Heaven Peak, as for the Vientiane Star Sword you mentioned, it seems that it is also ...... Vientiane Peak."

Although the old man's speed of speech was not too fast, he did have something in his stomach, and almost without any hesitation, he answered all of Zheng Ming's questions.

Seeing that Zheng Ming didn't speak, the old man said softly: "Everyone is in a high position, what can I do." ”

"That...... That kind of thing should be solved by you, Sect Master. Speaking of this, the red-nosed old man glanced at Zheng Ming in fear, and then said loudly: "Sect Master, I have a little urgency, go to the thatched house first." ”

As he spoke, the old man ran away.

In order to cultivate to reach the realm of a grandmaster, let alone control excretion, even if you don't eat or drink for half a month, it's not a problem.

The red-nosed old man obviously didn't want to stay by Zheng Ming's side, so he ran away with urine.

There is nothing surprising about this way of escaping, but he is very able to respond to some problems when he says that he will leave. Zheng Ming is not a person who likes to force people, but he is very unhappy.

"Come over to me!" Zheng Ming beckoned and directly grabbed the old man in front of him. The red-nosed old man clutched his stomach in pain, looked at Zheng Ming with grievances, and said, "Sect Master, you also have to take care of this kind of thing?"

"Woo, if you pull it here, it will be disrespectful to the entire Tibetan Scripture Pavilion and to our ancestors!"

Zheng Ming looked at the red-nosed old man's belly and smiled lightly: "Believe it or not, as long as you dare to pull it out today, I will be able to let you eat the things you made directly into it." ”

When these words were spoken, Zheng Ming still had a faint smile on his face, but the red-nosed old man twitched.

He is in the sect, and he just wants to eat and wait for death, so even if Zheng Ming is the sect master, he is not willing to pay much attention to it. And there are some things, that is, the more you talk, the more you make mistakes.

But he didn't expect that this sect master, who was rumored to be young and ignorant of the severity, and could even be said to be unable to be a few days away, and was now being forced into the palace, would be so ...... Such a hooligan.

Really, the red-nosed old man didn't like to use this kind of word to describe people, but now he found that this was the only word that could describe Zheng Ming at the moment.

Hooligans, this is not a fake hooligan, it is a real hooligan, he actually said such disgusting words to himself, woo, it is so shameless.

It's a pity that although he dared to think in his heart, he didn't dare to say it. Although this sect master is said to be arrogant and ignorant, he is the sect master after all.

Dealing with Jiang Yuan's giants within the sect, the sect master may not be able to deal with him, but if he wants to deal with himself, he is definitely nine out of ten.

Even if he cries out for injustice, I'm afraid no one will dare to avenge him, after all, what he offended is the dignified sect master.

"Well, my subordinates' stomachs are much better. The red-nosed old man covered his stomach vigorously and said cheekily.

This guy still knows how to advance and retreat, in fact, Zheng Ming said that even if this old guy really did this kind of thing, he would at most throw this guy into the river and let him wash himself.

"This Vientiane Hundred Peaks, which peak are you a disciple?" Zheng Ming glanced at the old man and asked again.

The red-nosed old man touched his nose and said with grievances: "The disciple's qualifications were a little poor back then, so ...... That hasn't joined any of the veins yet. ”

Speaking of this, the mood of the red-nosed old man also dimmed. He has been in Vientiane Mountain for many years, if no one wanted him, why would he be in this situation.

"Well, it's pathetic that no one wants you. Zheng Ming patted the red-nosed old man on the shoulder and said, "From today on, you are a disciple of our Changtian Peak, hahaha, then I will accept you as a registered disciple!"

The red-nosed old man couldn't believe his ears, really, someone really wanted to take him as an apprentice.

Looking at Zheng Ming, who looked serious, the red-nosed old man knew that this was not a dream, and he finally had someone to accept him.

Woo, and it's still the sect leader of the Vientiane Sect who accepts himself as a disciple!

When no one wanted it back then, the young red-nosed old man not only dreamed once, dreaming that he was found by the sect master to be a rare piece of jade, so he directly accepted him as an apprentice, thus reaching the pinnacle of life.

Now, this dream-like thing has finally come true, but in his heart, he really can't be happy at all.

The sect master is the sect master, but this sect master has robbed Jiang Yuan of the position of the sect master, and has already offended Vientiane to death. In addition, he was ashamed to say that he would accept Xiao Wuhui as a disciple, and he offended the Heaven Splitting Pulse.

The two major veins don't know when they will carry this sect master down. Maybe there is still a worry about his life, and if he becomes his disciple, the future will definitely be dark!

What's more, looking at the situation of accepting himself, that is, accepting cats and dogs, there is really no sincerity!

"Sect Master, I'm old and frail, and I can't cultivate martial arts, that ...... The one who also asks the suzerain to leave this great grace to the young people, they ...... They need a chance even more!"

The red-nosed old man looked at Zheng Ming with his most sincere smile, and he hoped that Zheng Ming could see his sincerity from his smile.

It's a pity that although his smile is incomparably bright, Zheng Ming's look at him is extremely cold. Just as he was about to say some familiar words to beg for mercy, he felt a pressure pressing on him.

Under this pressure, the old man felt that his body was not bent, and then he knelt down in front of Zheng Ming.

"You, you, how can you say hello to the teacher, duplicity, that is, people like you!" Zheng Ming put his hands behind his back, and he said in a tone of teaching the juniors, which made the red-nosed old man feel like he wanted to hit the wall.

Duplicity, your duplicity is not one, let me see, his grandmother's, I really didn't think about it, I want to worship you as a teacher!

He wanted to open his mouth to object, but found that his mouth couldn't open, and when he wanted to raise his head, he was directly pressed to the ground by a force.

"Knock knock!"

His head slammed on the ground, and he hit it hard, causing him to feel pain, and when he raised his head, he felt a drop of slimy liquid, as if it had flowed down his face.

Blood, I actually bleed because of kowtow.

At this moment, the red-nosed old man realized that the sect master he was facing was a guy who was open-mouthed, but he knew that this was a very ruthless guy.

He just told him the truth and told him that he didn't want to be his disciple, and he cleaned himself up in this way.

It's just a matter of forcibly kowtowing to the teacher, and he also made his head bleed, this guy is vicious enough.

And in front of this guy, he simply doesn't have any power to resist, and it seems that there will be more hard times in the future.

Zheng Ming, who was looking at the red-nosed old man, suddenly found that the yellow reputation value in his heart had increased by one, and the anger in his heart had increased by one point at this moment.

After a long time, this red-nosed old man was not afraid of himself, he ...... Damn it, he didn't dare to be afraid of himself.

Disgusting!

"Apprentice, you are so sincere, you really moved the teacher, get up, before you get up, tell the master, what is your name?" When Zheng Ming spoke, a bright smile appeared on his face, but this smile was so fearful and ......

"The disciple's name is Fang Yunbai, and he has been in the sect for sixty years. The red-nosed old man was under the eaves, so he bowed his head very honestly to Zheng Ming, the wicked man.

Fang Yunbai, the general name, Zheng Ming, who nodded lightly, put away the prestige on his body and said: "Wait a minute, I will tell the whole sect that you are my disciple, disciple, you have to raise your eyebrows." ”

"Thank you, master. Although he almost didn't break his lungs, he had been familiar with Zheng Ming's methods for many years, and knew that if he dared to be unconvinced, Fang Yunbai, who would definitely suffer even more, said to Zheng Ming honestly.

However, his resistance to Zheng Ming at this time has also weakened a lot, and he knows that once his identity as a disciple is revealed, even if he doesn't want to follow Zheng Ming in the future, he can't help him.

"Well, what is this?" Just when Fang Yunbai was thinking about how he should communicate with this black-hearted and unscrupulous master and let him live longer, he saw Zheng Ming's gaze fall on a stone altar. (To be continued.) )