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"The old man sees that you have a good talent in kendo and wants to accept you as a disciple, what do you think?"

Sword Douluo Chenxin stood with his back to Zeng Yi and said lightly.

The breeze was blowing slowly from the window, and the white robe and long white hair on Sword Douluo's body were swaying with the wind, and his temperament was fluttering, giving people the feeling of a fairy wind and bones.

Come on, say yes! Get down on your knees and call me Master.

The corners of Chenxin's mouth were slightly hooked, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He, Dusty Heart, cultivated as Title Douluo, known as Kendo Dusty Heart, and Douluo Continent Sword Dao cultivation is the highest person.

Because people who are stronger than him are dead, for example, Dusty's father, and his grandfather.

However, a person like him, Titled Douluo, who stood at the pinnacle of the soul master's achievement, went to accept a disciple, thinking about it, how could a young man hear such words, I am afraid that he would be excited and incoherent, and he knelt down to worship the master on the spot.

I believe that this teenager is no exception.

"Don't." Zeng Yi's faint voice came from behind.

"Very good, for the teacher...... What did you say? ”

When the voice sounded, Chenxin thought that Zeng Yi had agreed, and his face was very happy, but when he heard it clearly, his body couldn't help but stumble, and he was instantly dumbfounded.

Did I hear me right? A Titled Douluo, or a top-level Titled Douluo, accepts you as a little soul as an apprentice, shouldn't you be so excited that you cry bitterly? Refuse? Who gave you the courage to refuse?

Dusty Heart couldn't believe her ears.

"Sorry! Seniors, I think, we may not fit. Zeng Yi said plainly again, he didn't want to be his apprentice of Sword Douluo.

Although it is a good choice to worship a Titled Douluo as a teacher, and Sword Douluo is a strong man in Titled Douluo, just like his title, his swordsmanship is superb, and Zeng Yi can worship him as a teacher, which is the best choice.

However, Zeng Yi is not stupid, how can you take me as an apprentice, so you are so happy that you kneel on the ground to apprentice.

Suddenly came and beat me half to death, and then took me as an apprentice, what happened before the combination, pretending to be a person from the Seven Treasure Glaze Sect, and then being chased and killed by the Martial Spirit Palace, and then being found by Sword Douluo, what do you think, the things behind this will definitely not be so simple.

Zeng Yi felt that there must be some conspiracy in this.

If it hadn't happened before, Zeng Yi might have agreed, but now, he always feels that there is a conspiracy enveloping him.

You know, Sword Douluo is a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect! Once you join, you will have to stand on the opposite side of the Wuhun Hall in the future, and you will be caught in an endless whirlpool.

It's not that Zeng Yi is afraid of the Martial Spirit Palace, how to say it, it feels very troublesome. He doesn't have any undying grudges with the Wuhun Palace, and there is no need to go against the Wuhun Hall and waste his energy.

He's just a ronin, and he doesn't want to leave too many fetters, because he will have to leave this world sooner or later, and if he has too many feelings, it will only bring sadness.

As for the later stage of Douluo, the war between the protagonist group and the Wuhun Palace, Zeng Yi didn't plan to interfere, just watch it silently, and worry about his own.

Zeng Yike doesn't have the feelings of the protagonist of the plot, he wants to be a good brother with the protagonist, or like the sand sculpture traverser in something, he wants to collect some harem as soon as he comes. Zeng Yi just wanted to quietly cultivate to the hundredth level, and then leave this world and find a way home.

In this world, there are not many things worthy of Zeng Yi's nostalgia, and the parents in this world are only broken memories for Zeng Yi, and the rest are basically lonely and sad. But the original world, the earth, and the memories of twenty years there, are not forgotten.

Perhaps, they don't remember anymore, but themselves, at least, go back and take a look.

As for cultivating to the hundredth level, Zeng Yi planned to take his time and cultivate while wandering and looking at the scenery of this world. In this way, it is not in vain that I came to this world. Perhaps, such a red dust experience will help him break through the realm and become a god in the future?

As for the requirements of the pen system, Zeng Yicai didn't bother to care. Leave yourself and run to play, and then let yourself cultivate to become a god, and then leave together, what if I leave you? How fast can I cultivate alone? Can you take down the big guy with a system, do a task, and upgrade it with a random click? Are you kidding?

No, I also want to travel happily and cultivate happily. When the system comes back, if you haven't cultivated to level 100 yet, just spur yourself on.

Anyway, Zeng Yi knew that if he didn't become a god, then this sand sculpture system couldn't leave, so he panicked.

"Why? Do you think the old man is not qualified to be your master? Chenxin grabbed Zeng Yi's shoulder and asked sternly, the fierce momentum made the temperature of the entire room a little colder.

If he were to change to someone else, he would ignore it, I am a Title Douluo, the person with the highest kendo achievement in the entire continent, and I dare to refuse if I accept a person as an apprentice?

But this person can't do it! He must accept this person as an apprentice, not to mention the Wuhun Palace, just because of this kendo talent, he must also accept this person as an apprentice and pass on his swordsmanship to him.

Chenxin's wish in this life is to see that the person standing on the top of the continent is a swordsman, and he can't realize it himself, but in this young man, he sees hope.

Even if it is forced, he must accept this Zeng Yi as his disciple, pass on his kendo, and make him the first person.

In this Douluo Continent, the way of the sword has been immersed for too long!

The strength of Chenxin's hand made Zeng Yi's shoulder a little painful, and he hurriedly said: "No, senior, you are qualified." It is a great honor for the younger generation to be able to worship such a powerful Title Douluo as a teacher like you, but ......"

A bitter look appeared on Zeng Yi's face.

"But what?" Dusty Heart let go of his hand and asked.

Zeng Yi rubbed his shoulders, then took out a token from the space ring, and said, "Senior, I'm really sorry, because I have already joined the Martial Soul Palace, and I am a member of the Martial Soul Palace, and you are a member of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect." The younger generation doesn't want to be a traitor who betrays the sect, since I joined the Wuhun Palace, I will be a member of the Wuhun Hall for the rest of my life. ”

Zeng Yi said with a straight face, the token in his hand was the token of the Martial Soul Palace, which he got from killing the soul king of the Martial Soul Palace.

I believe that in this way, you Sword Douluo won't force it, right? A dignified Title Douluo, can he still put down his face to rob a disciple of another force?

Zeng Yi secretly rejoiced in his heart, he was still very smart.

And after listening to Zeng Yi's words, Chenxin didn't expect that since this person was like this, he looked at Zeng Yi with very strange eyes.

Are you stupid for me, boy? If you are a member of the Martial Spirit Palace? Wuhun Hall is still on my Seven Treasure Glazed Sect to propose? Didn't you say that to the people of the Martial Spirit Hall at that time?

"Boy, are you really stupid to be an old man?" Chenxin's face was very ugly, and he said in a deep voice.

This made Zeng Yi a little flustered, could it be that this lie was seen through?

"No, the junior is really a member of the Martial Spirit Palace." Zeng Yi continued to quibble with a fluke mentality.

"Hmph, even if you are a person from the Martial Spirit Palace, starting today, you will be my disciple of Sword Douluo." Chenxin snorted coldly, and a trace of Title Douluo-level momentum emanated, which frightened Xiao Ju to tremble in Zeng Yi's arms, and Zeng Yi was also frightened.

"Huh...... Senior, that's not good......"

Bang~

There was a sound of the door opening at a distance, and a small figure hurried into the room.

"Grandpa, how is my master?"

Seeing his apprentice Xiao Yanque call this Sword Douluo like this, Zeng Yi had a black line at one end.

Your master and I haven't promised to worship this person as a teacher, why is your little girl a grandfather shouting so closely, you make Master and I am embarrassed! Little talk.

......

At night, Zeng Yi was alone in the room, quietly stood up from the bed, cleaned up, and left a small note on the table.

Seeing the appearance of her master, Xiao Ju just wanted to scream, but Zeng Yi held her mouth, and then made a false gesture.

put Xiaoju into his clothes, and then walked lightly to the window.

That's right, Zeng Yi planned to run away now, and he had a strong premonition that it would be nothing good to follow this Sword Douluo. As for his apprentice, Xiao Yanque, let her follow that Sword Douluo first. Zeng Yi saw that Sword Douluo was very good to Yan Que, just like treating Yan Que as his granddaughter, Zeng Yi was also very relieved.

Moreover, Yan Que worships the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, which is a good choice, at least it is better than wandering with herself, and she will have a lot of friends to play with, so that her life will be more perfect.

Goodbye, Xiao Yanque, when Master becomes stronger, he will definitely go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect to see you.

Zeng Yi promised in his heart, and then his figure flashed and disappeared into the room.

Under the moonlight, a figure kept shuttling and flickering on the roof, it was Zeng Yi who had escaped.

Stepping forward, stepping forward, stepping forward......

Bye-bye, Sword Douluo, ahhhhhhhh

But not long after he was happy, Zeng Yi's body suddenly stopped, and his face was bitter.

In front of him, on the roof, a figure stood on the roof, and under the bright moonlight, he could see this man clearly, dressed in a white robe, and his white hair fluttering gently with the night breeze.

"My good apprentice, where are you going so late?"

"Huh...... I, I'll just come out and blow the wind, hehehe. ”

Looking at Sword Douluo in front of him, the corners of Zeng Yi's mouth twitched.

"It just so happens that the teacher also likes to stand under the moonlight and blow the wind."

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