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"You're awake. The Taoist held the teacup in his hand, the cup was steaming slightly, and he said without turning his head.

"Where am I? Why does this bed and this room look so ancient?" the boy struggled to his feet.

"This is my sect Qingyuan Gate, you are lying on the bed of my second disciple, this sect has a history of more than 3,000 years, and the layout here has not changed much, so it is a little antique. ”

"And how old are you?" the boy was a little excited.

"Hey, how do you kid speak? How can a cultivator say how old he is? My name is Shouyuan, do you understand? I have, already, uh, I can't remember, how can I get five or six hundred Shouyuan. The Taoist brushed his little scum...

"Then are you an old man or a young man in the eyes of the immortals?" At this moment, the young man was like a kitten, holding his face with his hands, pretending to be cute, and blinking his eyes to look at the Taoist.

"Tell me, how can you not commit suicide?" The Taoist obviously didn't want to mess with the teenager in terms of age.

"You haven't said it yet, tell me if you're big or small?"

"I'm telling you, you won't kill yourself, although you can't kill yourself in the sect. So, if you agree, I'll send you home. The Taoist was a little proud.

"Forget it, I went on to kill myself, and it was a big deal that I hit the wall. The boy stood up and threatened.

"You, you guy, poor road to save you, you are still so threatening, you want to die. The Taoist was a little angry.

The boy walked out of the door and looked at the sky: the white clouds were in the sky, the mountains were in the clouds, and the blue was clear, like amber. Turning around and walking into the room, he paused in the center of the room, looked around, and slammed into the pillar with a sharp acceleration...

"Ahh

"You are ruthless, I beg you, if you don't commit suicide, you can ask for it. The Taoist was a little helpless.

At the same time, I thought to myself: As long as he agrees not to commit suicide, after this cause and effect, I will throw him out, and even if he is bitten to death by wild beasts in the deep mountains and old forests, I will not do my business.

"Do I want to stay here for the rest of my life? The young man looked earnestly at the Taoist.

"I can't keep people in the sect, unless the senior brother in charge agrees, or if you are my apprentice, I can also keep you directly. ”

"You can stay as an apprentice?" said the young man indifferently.

"Yes, but you and I have to cultivate every day as my apprentice, and I suffer from the cultivation of the body. I have two apprentices, they are both cultivating hard now, and if they don't complete the tasks I have assigned, they can't stop for a moment, can you think about it?" the Taoist touched the almost non-existent scum, and pretended to be profound.

"You can really let me stay, what is there to be an apprentice for you, besides, the cultivation in the novel is hard, it doesn't matter if you endure hardships, the scenery here is so good, I just went out to see it, and the air is very fresh." The boy was overjoyed.

"You don't think about it, cultivation is very hard, anytime... "The Taoist is about to persuade.

"Master, I caught the chicken you wanted, is it stewed or roasted?" A young man in his twenties, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a height of more than 1.8 meters, held a chicken in his left hand, and there were a few pieces of chicken feathers hanging on his body.

"Ah, hehe, okay, I'll see, well, it's quite big. This one... The Taoist suddenly thought of something.

"Qingyu, didn't you go to Luohua Yuan to refine your body? Who told you to catch chickens?" Daoren's face was angry, and his eyes flickered from time to time.

Qingyu looked at the young man in the room, and hurriedly said: "Master, today I went to Luohuayuan to refine the body, I never thought that there was this chicken in the mountain, eh, pheasant, I wanted to come to replenish my vitality." The disciple didn't dare to enjoy it exclusively, so he came to give it to the master. ”

"That's it, put down this chicken, you go to Luohua Yuan to refine your body, you can't come out without adding a point. The Taoist said with satisfaction.

"Yes, master. The disciple retired. ”

Qingyu was about to leave when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps.

"Master, you asked me to go to the Seventh Uncle to borrow fennel powder, the Seventh Uncle is not here, and the Senior Brother Qing Min won't give it to me, so I secretly took a bottle. A man about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, held up a small bottle and said.

"Qingshi, didn't you go to your seventh uncle to get the replenishment pill?, how can you take fennel powder. The Taoist squeezed his eyes.

"Master, didn't you ask Senior Brother to catch chickens, I went to ask Uncle Seventh for fennel powder, and make chickens to eat at night?"

"When did the teacher say that he was going to eat chicken? Don't you know that cultivators don't eat fireworks in the world?" the Taoist was a little embarrassed, and blushed at the man.

"Master, you clearly said... ”

"Shut up, Qingyu, don't go, and you kid, by the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Kumakure. The boy said respectfully.

"You will be my third disciple in the future, and I will ask your senior brother to take you to see Qingxu's master and nephew, enter the door, and take you to meet your master tomorrow. As for my Dao name Xuanyou, when you meet a disciple of Beifeng, just report my name. ”

Xuan Yu pointed at the young man, "Your senior brother Qingyu." He pointed at the man again, "Your second senior brother Qingshi." ”

"As for you... I have often heard the name of Qingyang in the world, and since you are from the world, call you Qingyang. Xuan Yu thought for a moment and said.

"Isn't it? Qingyang is the name of the shampoo. Can you change it?" Xiong Yin said with a bitter face.

"I don't choose a second name for my teacher, so be it. Qingyu will take your little junior brother to get started. After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and left.

"Yes, master. "Qing Yu sent Xuanyou away.

"Little junior brother, come with me!" he said to Xiong Yin, turning to Xiong Yin.

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