Hearing such an answer, Yang Le didn't have a better way, although he had the heart of a great god, but with his current strength, he really couldn't get on the stage.

Xie Yunhou made such a decision, and there were also deeper considerations, on the surface, Yang Le had already recognized his mortal identity, but some things were afraid of being investigated, this kid didn't even recognize all the people around him, and talking to him about his family and country was just nonsense!

Yang Le naturally knew the purpose of Old Man Xie's arrangement in his heart, although there were some calculations, but he did not reject it, since he had determined that he wanted to live as a mortal, he would always have to integrate into it.

However, he had just accepted the Xie family's exercises, and he hadn't even officially started cultivating, so he still had something to ask Old Man Xie for advice.

As for why he was able to directly change from a mortal to a mortal-level first order, this was because there were almost no impurities in his body, and even if he did, he had ingested them during the five years he was in a coma, and the most important cultivation in the mortal-level stage was to eliminate the impurities in his body!

I saw Yang Le's hands clasped together, couldn't help rubbing each other, and said to Xie Yunhou with a smile on his face:

"Ahem... Teacher, how is your health lately? Why don't you let me, as a student, do my filial piety and pinch you?"

The old man's eyelids jumped when he heard this, and he stared at Yang Le next to him with slanted eyes, and only replied after a while:

"Speak human words!"

Yang Le's face was overjoyed when he heard this, but his right hand subconsciously grabbed his neck and said:

"Okay, Xie Lao, since I am a mortal now, I should follow the rules of the mortal world everywhere, I should have given a big gift to the teacher, but you also know my current poor and sour situation, let's not talk about this, I mainly want to ask, did the teacher forget something to give me......

"I knew that it would be nothing good for you kid to find me! After a long time, you bargained with me! But since I became your teacher, I naturally wanted to give you a meeting gift, um... Then I'll give you this treasure!" After that, Xie Yunhou pointed directly to the futon on the ground and said to Yang Le.

After doing this search for a long time, I gave myself a cushion?

Wrong!

It's to give yourself a cushion that you can lock up the piglets!

Seeing that Yang Le was still a little unhappy, Xie Yun Houzai carefully explained to him:

"Don't take this thing for mere mortality, if it weren't for the fact that you're my only student, I wouldn't have been able to give you such a treasure!"

Yang Le took his shameless talent and skills to the extreme, and even said to the old man a little coquettishly:

"Teacher~, I heard that you have an antique bronze sword, which is quite amazing, and with your old strength, you don't need to use weapons, or you ......"

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xie Yunhou directly interrupted him, and disappeared after dropping a sentence.

"You kid just have to inch in, the enlightenment futon is on the ground, do you want your love!"

In the room where there was only one person left, Yang Le looked at the futon on the ground with some disgust, and finally picked it up, and he still had illusions in his heart, so he actually secretly opened the seams a little, wanting to find out.

Just at a glance, Yang Le was shocked by this cotton from the bottom of the Tianshan Mountain, looking at this condition, it is definitely a fresh product that is no more than two years old!

"After doing it for a long time, this TMD is just a rag, Old Man Xie actually only put a little cotton in it and dared to tell me what Lao Shizi enlightened!"

Although Yang Le was unhappy in his heart, when he thought that Old Man Xie actually used this thing to protect himself before, it is estimated that the defense ability is still good, but it is really not good, can't it still be used to close the piglet?

When it was over, Yang Le directly took out the cotton inside, and the remaining bright yellow cloth was crumpled into a ball by him and placed on the seat of his left chest.

Soon after Yang Le left, Xie Yunhou returned to the main house, and the wisp of goatee of the embarrassed and angry old man in this place rose without wind, and as for the cotton that had just been taken out by Yang Le, it was directly burned by him, and there was no trace.

Because no one arranged it, Yang Le found a room in the courtyard at random and lived like this, as a D-class member, he was able to live with the two bigwigs, which was also unique in the African Management Committee.

Finally calmed down, he sorted out the key points for a period of time in the future, and finally found that it seemed that he couldn't do anything except cultivate, a so-called five-person team, three of which were seriously injured, and the rest of Liu Fatzi counted him as half a person who was lifting him, and as the captain, he was ......

Not a personal one at the moment!

Since he was preparing for cultivation, some auxiliary things must be indispensable, and he decided to go to the Treasure Pavilion to exchange his cultivation resources of one million yuan first, after all, no one knew if Old Man Xie would suddenly regret it, and if the things went into his pocket, it was called an insurance.

The man in charge of the Treasure Pavilion was an old man with a few strands of gray hair, and said that he only had a few strands of gray hair, not because it was just gray, but—really only a few.

It can be seen that this person has also been carefully dressed, and the only few hairs are evenly distributed by him on the top of the oily head.

Unlike the magnificence imagined, the Treasure Pavilion of the Non-Management Council is actually only composed of a few bungalows, and looking at the broken tiles on the eaves, it is estimated that there have been many disasters from those little children in the past few years.

When he got closer, the old man was quite good at enjoying it, lying leisurely on a rocking chair with a pu fan on his chest, and only when Yang Le approached and was about to speak, he used it to knock on a wooden board hanging on the doorknob, which read:

"Treasure Pavilion schedule of work and rest: summer - 09:00 to 17:00, winter - 09:30 to 16:30, closed on legal holidays!"

"I didn't expect this old man to live a 9-to-5 life, and he also rested on statutory holidays!" Although Yang Le thought so in his heart, he was still a little unwilling to go over and give it a try.

Unexpectedly, this old man actually used a pu fan again, and pointed to a line of small words that were obviously artificially carved under the wooden plaque - "The temper is not very good, don't disturb below the immortal level, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

"Damn! It's really a man outside the world, there is a heaven outside the world! This uncle's level of pretending to be forced is simply more than one level higher than mine!" Even Yang Le didn't expect to meet such a grumpy old man.

But with his face of the walls turned upside down, how could he just give up like this?

"Uncle, I'm new, my name is Yang Le, and I don't know if Old Man Xie has greeted you, but I'm just ...... him."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Le was fanned out by the old man, and he was hanging on a branch at the moment, thinking about how to take it down!

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have a clue, and Yang Le didn't bother to come down from the tree, so he simply took out his mobile phone and dialed Liu Quan.

"Crooked, fatty, late fart, where can the cultivators of my generation rest so early? I think you don't respect me as the captain! Don't talk nonsense, I'll ask you about something, I had a great time with the old man in the Treasure Pavilion just now, but I didn't hear the name of the person at once, you have been in the non-management committee for so long, you don't know him, right?"

Liu Fatzi understood the Tao as soon as he heard it, but he didn't dare to debunk it directly due to Yang Le's obscenity, so he just kindly persuaded a few words:

"Big brother, that great god is notoriously short-tempered, I heard that he is still a veteran who participated in the great war decades ago, don't provoke him if you have nothing to do, I still have porridge cooking in this pot, so I won't talk about it for now......"

"Your sister, who is cooking porridge at night? But this fat man gave me a little information. Although Yang Le scolded casually, he had already begun to think about how to have a good relationship with this big guy in his heart, after all, people are guarding the treasure house!

Even the old man himself didn't expect that Yang Le would run back so quickly, and his evaluation of him in his heart was a notch higher.

"I still underestimate this kid's shamelessness!"

This time, the old man didn't continue to make a move, even he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in Yang Le's gourd!

The Treasure Pavilion, which has been quiet all year round, can be regarded as lively tonight.

I saw Yang Le's serious face, and he was about twenty meters away from the old man - he started to!

“1！2！3！4！123~4！”

“121~121~1212121！”

"Defend the homeland and defend the country!"

Although this kid's movements are not very standard, they really evoke a little memory of the old man, only to see Yang Le suddenly stop his movements, and said to himself with a sincere face:

"I really want to make more contributions to Huaxia, but my strength is low, and there is not much time left for me, since I can't exchange it for natural treasures, then I will exercise my body and temper my will!"

Yu Guang glanced at the old man a little, but he didn't expect this guy to be about to fall asleep, Yang Le, who was a little anxious, couldn't help but approach that side for a while, and shouted like a bell:

"I am a person who repays the grace of a drop of water! As long as he has helped me, I will remember it for the rest of my life!"

"There are poems to prove it!"

"Yang Le rides the wind and rises ...... day"

Before the next sentence was spoken, he was fanned out by the annoying old man, and the old man answered:

"A puff fan will fulfill you!"

Yang Le was hung on the branch just now, and he didn't even change his position, he was still a familiar branch, and he still had a familiar feeling.

I didn't expect that playing the nostalgic card didn't work, but Yang Le didn't get nothing, at least he saw that the old man did have feelings, but it was just a matter of his methods and methods.

"Something must have gone wrong! I can take down Old Man Xie, it's just a bald man, hiss~, or should I give him a wig?"

This dangerous idea was finally suppressed by Yang Le, after all, the risk was too great, if it was wrong, it was probably not as simple as hanging on a tree!