In the middle of the crowd, the old man with the silver cup was surrounded by everyone, and almost everyone's eyes showed a fanatical light.

dreamed that he would be chosen by this old man, become the chosen son, follow the big guy into the Divine Sect, ascend to the sky in one step, and change his life against the sky from then on.

However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel.

These people scrambled to be the first, but the old man shook his head lightly, indicating that none of these people was the person he was looking for.

And the old man's standard of observing everyone was the same, they were all looking at their eyes, but in the end, his face finally showed a look of disappointment.

It's a pity that none of them qualified.

"Alas, it seems that none of us were chosen. ”

"I really don't know what kind of person the old man is looking for, there are so many people here, and none of them are qualified, this is too demanding. ”

"I think, that old man just came out to tease me and so on, he didn't come to find someone destined at all, otherwise, how could he just glance at it when choosing someone and didn't even ask a question?"

"Shh, you can't talk nonsense, have you forgotten the lessons of the little god before?"

In the crowd, no one was picked by the old man, and immediately, it was like pouring a drop of water into a hot oil pot, and the crowd immediately became restless.

But, no matter what they said, the old man was always like that, shaking his head as he should have shaken, and none of them came into his eyes.

At the same time, Wang Xian was also crowded among the crowd, and he still didn't understand what it meant by his young master letting him try his luck.

Looking at the old man now, there is not a single one among so many people.

Wang Xian asked himself, his cultivation is not the highest among them, in terms of talent, the little god son of the Thousand Gods Mansion is talented enough.

The genius of the Thousand Gods Island in the South China Sea has not been born for thousands of years.

Even such a person is not favored by this old man, isn't it okay to be idle when you come by yourself?

There are so many people here who are better than him, and Wang Xian doesn't have any hope for himself at all.

I guess it's just a cutscene.

Wang Xian comforted himself like this, and then he just followed the crowd and lined up towards the middle.

"Old man, look at me, I am nineteen years old this year, and my cultivation has reached the realm of five thousand four hundred dings, and I have also subdued the flames, and now I have subdued three kinds of flames, I am definitely the person you are looking for! ”

The young man in front of Wang Xian stretched out a hand like a trick at this time, and at this time, there were three different colors of flames surging in his fingertips like flowing water.

Even Wang Xian couldn't help but look at it with his eyes wide.

This person is simply a genius!

I don't know what method was used, but it was able to be compatible with three different flames in the body, which was really terrifying.

However, even in the face of such a genius, the old man only glanced at him, and then shook his head calmly.

"It's a pity that you're doing a good job of juggling, but it's still not the person I'm looking for. ”

The old man still refused.

However, when the young man heard this, his neck turned red, and he was obviously very angry.

For a while, people who couldn't accept that they were such a genius were rejected, and immediately, I saw him shouting.

"What, you actually say that my strange fire is juggling? Okay, old guy, you remember it for me, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

"Let's go, let's go, no chance is no chance!"

The old man was a little too lazy to talk to this juggling fellow, waved his hand, and pushed him aside, looking at Wang Xian behind him.

Wang Xian was a little nervous at this time, because in front of him was an old man who didn't know the depths, although he was just here to try his luck, but Wang Xian's heart was still sweating at the moment.

"Young man, how old are you this year?"

The old man looked at Wang Xian, this time, he asked a rare question.

Wang Xian was a little flattered, and hurriedly said, "I, I'm seventeen years old this year. ”

"You're a gun practitioner?"

"Old man, you, how do you see that?"

Wang Xian was taken aback, it seemed that he had never shown his weapon from the beginning.

How did this old man know that he was practicing guns?

Could it be that he had seen himself before?

As soon as this speculation appeared in Wang Xian's heart, he immediately rejected it.

It's impossible, he has never left Da Zhou City before, and at that time, Wang Xian was just a poor boy, and it was impossible to contact this old man.

Facing Wang Xian's surprise, the old man laughed: "Eyes are the window of a person's soul, and sometimes many things can be seen from a person's eyes. ”

"Then old man, how can you tell that I am practicing guns?" Wang Xian touched his head, still a little unfigured.

"In your eyes, they are clear, transparent, and have a strength, which others don't have, very similar to a gun, indomitable, and never turn back until death, this kind of look is not possessed by people who cultivate other weapons, and your footwork and body shape, I can see from the time you first walked in front of me, you are definitely a gun wizard. ”

The old man said slowly: "You are destined for me, young man, are you willing to take my mantle, and pass on my marksmanship?"

Wang Xian listened to the old man's words, and immediately, he was startled.

I even suspected that I had misheard.

Is this related to yourself?

Inheriting the mantle?

Wang Xian didn't expect that he would really succeed before, because his original idea was that so many people were rejected, and he was just here to go through the motions.

But I didn't expect that I was really taken by this old man in this scene.

However, with such an opportunity in front of him, Wang Xian had no reason to refuse, and at that moment, he knelt down directly.

"Disciple Wang Xian, I've seen the teacher!"

"Okay! Okay! I can't imagine that I can find such an excellent successor seven million years after Lin Qiyun's death, God treats Lin Mou well!

The old man held his right hand, and the silver cup immediately fell into Wang Xian's hand, and after finishing speaking, he glanced in another direction, and also nodded towards Gu Zhun, and then, in front of everyone, turned into a point of light, fell into the silver cup, and disappeared.

Wang Xian was holding a silver cup in his hand at this time, and when he looked up, the old man just now disappeared directly out of thin air, which immediately made Wang Xian dumbfounded.

Before he understood what was going on, at this moment, Gu Zhun walked over slowly.