Chapter 11 Do I Accept Apprentices? No, I'll find a clan member for my fellow Daoist
"What am I going to do?"
The old man asked rhetorically, his old face was smiling, and his pupils were even deeper.
"Little guy, you don't cultivate, but you have such a perfect body, can you tell me the reason."
Hear the words.
Dao Tianjun looked stunned.
Immediately, there was a blank look on his face.
It's not that he's pretending, but he's really a little confused.
Regarding the strange old man's actions, he actually already had an idea in his heart, and the answer was obvious, it was aimed at his own flesh, and only this could be explained.
However, Dao Tianjun didn't expect one thing at all.
That's his own situation, and this strange old man who is obviously ridiculously strong will not see it.
He only felt that he was a person who had no cultivation?!
A strange monster with a strong body and a perverted body? Phew, strong perverted people.
Dao Tianjun was really a little confused in his heart, he looked up at the strange old man, and he already had a plan in his heart, "Before I answered, I wanted to know who you were." ”
"Yes, mentally good." The strange old man nodded.
"My name is Fu Xuan, and as for my identity, I am one of the guardians of the Terran side of the Wasteland." The old man smiled, and then he pointed to Dao Tianjun's left chest, the natural totem and said, "Speaking of which, I'm more special, I don't have such a thing as you." ”
Rubbing his white beard, the strange old man suddenly thought of something and said with a smile.
"I'm not a Terran in the Wastelands, but I'm a legend, the first person ever to enter the Wastelands, and you can think that I'm the son-in-law of the Wastelands."
The corners of Dao Tianjun's eyes twitched.
To be able to say so highly, you are indeed a legend.
"My Terran Guardian of the Wastelands?" Dao Tianjun didn't dwell too much on that question, and his expression was stunned.
The strange old man bowed his head, his eyes flashing, "You don't know? It seems that you are not from a powerful tribe, belonging to a small tribe, or even someone from a village scattered in the desolate lands. ”
In just a short sentence, the strange old man judged the possible birth of Dao Tianjun.
"Yes, I'm from a village near the Aragu Mountains." Dao Tianjun did not hide it.
"Can you tell me about your physical body?" The strange old man asked.
Dao Tianjun immediately opened his mouth and spit out a few words.
"It was the Dragon King who made me do this."
While speaking, excitement appeared on Dao Tianjun's face, "Originally, Uncle Zhuang and I came out to prepare for the Dragon King Sacrifice and the coming-of-age ceremony, but ......"
He had already prepared his rhetoric.
In his words, Dao Tianjun dictated, he was originally going to be killed by the monster, but in the end he was saved by a mysterious creature, and then he fell into silence, and when he woke up, he appeared in this valley.
Then, in the valley, he faintly heard the roar of the three-headed overlord.
When he said this, Dao Tianjun said excitedly, he felt an invincible power, it was too powerful, the earth shook the mountains, and after that, he fainted again.
Between words, this time he fainted and saw the Dragon King, the totem of the Terran Race in the Wasteland.
When he woke up, he was what he was now.
“…… That's it, when I wake up, it's like this, by the way, I vaguely remember that Lord Ryuwang gave me a heart flower with the appearance of a stone. Dao Tianjun said.
It can be said that Dao Tianjun has mixed truths and falsehoods.
The real lie is that there is truth in it!
It's elusive.
The most important point is that Dao Tianjun is gambling.
He lived in the desolate land and saw many things, it can be said that no one dares to blaspheme the dragon king, and it is precisely because of this that the dragon king sacrifice will be particularly valued.
The dragon king protected the human race from being killed by fierce beasts, and people were naturally grateful to the dragon king.
So he's gambling that his use of the Dragon King will be thought to be true by people in disguise, because no one will joke about the Dragon King.
"Dragon King?!" The strange old man's face was shocked.
As strong as he was, his eyes flickered.
"Are you saying that when you woke up, you appeared in this valley?" The strange old man's eyes narrowed and he whispered.
Looking at the crystal light in the pupils of the old man's eyes, like Jiuyang Shenxi, it seems to be able to burn people's souls.
Hear the words.
Dao Tianjun looked stunned, and then nodded heavily.
"Yes."
The strange old man withdrew his gaze.
He could already confirm that Dao Tianjun would not lie to him, he had just used a kind of supernatural power.
If someone lies in front of him, the divine eyes will sting the other party's soul, that kind of pain, he knows better than anyone else, the younger generation is absolutely no one can resist, even the older generation is only a few people.
Dao Tianjun's demeanor was calm at the moment, obviously not in a bit of pain.
As everyone knows, Dao Tianjun's pain has long disappeared.
What is pain? Can you eat it?
"Dragon King, this mysterious valley...... It can't really be that the Dragon King is creating a special human race. The strange old man muttered in his heart.
Finally he looked at the boulder in the valley, the stone that was like the tip of a sword.
Dao Tianjun noticed it at this moment.
There was a taboo look in the eyes of the strange old man.
This valley seems to be very unusual, even more mysterious than he expected, can it be an ordinary thing to make the strange old man show such a look.
Suddenly, Dao Tianjun felt a fiery gaze.
That kind of gaze makes Dao Tianjun feel cold, does this old man have a bad idea of himself?
"Little one, I have a good proposal, would you like to hear it?"
The strange old man said calmly.
Hearing this, Dao Tianjun was stunned, and he looked at the old man with strange eyes.
"Your old man wants to take me as an apprentice?"
Hearing this, the strange old man was stunned, and he shook his head.
"I take in apprentices? No, I'm going to find a clan member for my fellow Daoist, how about a good proposal. "Strange old man, you have the expression of a big cheap boy.
Dao Tianjun was speechless.
Collectors? He has heard of accepting apprentices, and he has also heard of accepting sons, these are already very awesome, and now I know a strange old man who collects people for Taoist couples.
"Well, I'm proposing, I think Shi Yun would be very willing to have a clan like you."
The strange old man smiled, still with that kind of unbalanced expression.
"Do you want me?"
Dao Tianjun complained in his heart.
"How about it, young man......," said the strange old man with a smile, "by the way, young man, in fact, if you don't accept this proposal, it's okay, I have another proposal, that is, I will kill you now." ”
The strange old man sighed.
"It's a pity that my Daoist has lost a promising clansman like this."
Dao Tianjun looked at the half-cut knife that he had put on the ground, he was speechless, at this time, he really wanted the white stone knife to enter and the red stone knife to come out.
"Young man, you can't be impulsive as a doll who has just come of age, the idea of killing people is wrong, the current era is a harmonious time." The strange old man laughed.
"Actually, you don't suffer at all, if you are really willing to agree to my proposal, you become a member of my Dao clan, you and I are related, when the time comes, you and I will join forces, not to mention the wasteland, that is, Beidou, the Flying Immortal Star Domain, and even the entire starry sky are the world of the two of us."
He spoke again, and his words uttered a vast blueprint.
"Say yes to my offer?"
The strange old man laughed.
Listening to this sentence, Dao Tianjun's expression can be said to have changed again and again.
In the end, he was really speechless.
This old man is really wonderful, he keeps saying that killing people is not good, so why do you threaten yourself with slaughtering, the most important thing.
Can the old man take you in his hand and remove the half-cut stone knife that is on my neck?
Let's talk about something......
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