"You want to be my apprentice?"

When Zhang Sanfeng said this, he looked up at the sky.

It was as if he was looking for an answer from the clouds in the sky.

"The younger generation admires the demeanor of the seniors, and asks the seniors to fulfill it!"

Zhao Hao seemed quite sincere, and he didn't show his acting skills indiscriminately.

First of all, he had a heartfelt respect for the legendary figure in front of him, an emotion that only appeared when he faced his teacher. Secondly, Zhang Sanfeng's cynical hob meat style is very appetizing to Xiao Zhao.

Zhang Sanfeng was not moved by Xiao Zhao's sincerity at all, he stroked his beard and looked at Lord Xiang, then at Zhao Hao, and said in a slightly mischievous tone: "Be my apprentice, first have to be a Taoist priest, and never get close to women for the rest of your life, you can do it?" ”

Hearing this, Lord Xiang became nervous first.

Master Zhao became a monk, what is the point of her life?

Zhao Hao felt that the script was wrong, and expressed his disbelief on the spot: "Senior, what you said is wrong, right?" I remember that your eldest apprentice, Song Yuanqiao, not only got close to the woman, but also gave birth to a son named Song Qingshu. and your little apprentice Zhang Cuishan, who gave birth to Zhang Wuji in one shot...... Why can't you get close to women when you come to me? ”

"Bastard thing!" Zhang Sanfeng suddenly became angry, pointed at Zhao Hao's nose and scolded: "Who said that the great apprentice of the poor road is called Song Yuanqiao?" And Zhang Cuishan, the son of Lao Shi, is unheard of, when did Poor Dao have this apprentice? ”

There is a reason for the old man's anger.

The apprentices of Zhang Sanfeng who are recorded in history are Li Xuanzong, Wang Daozong, Zhang Qingxiu, Li Jingxiu, Qiu Yuanjing and so on...... As for Song Yuanqiao and Zhang Cuishan, these Wudang Seven Heroes, they are fictional characters in martial arts.

Zhao Hao was scolded bloody, and he personally experienced the horror of being uneducated.

"Boy, your so-called admiration, I'm afraid it comes from folk weird tales, or from wild history, you don't know the poor way." After Zhang Sanfeng finished scolding, he suddenly looked serious: "You have your own chance, I can't teach you skills, and you can't learn anything from Poor Dao." ”

Zhao Hao's whole person is not good, look at this urine sex, the other party has no intention of accepting him as an apprentice from beginning to end.

Just when his heart was broken without a trace, Zhang Sanfeng made another twist: "However, I think you kid is more pleasing to the eye." Poor Dao is quite interested in the red wine of the Western Regions, if you can take another thousand bottles of red wine to honor me, Poor Dao can consider being your bodyguard for a year. ”

Zhao Hao was flattered: "Is this true? ”

"Boy, are you deliberately insulting me, who in the world doesn't know that I have always been a good old man?" Zhang Sanfeng blew his beard and glared: "You kid was born with a mocking face, and there are people who want to beat you wherever you go, it just so happens that Poor Dao has itchy hands recently, and it's okay to help you fight." ”

Zhao Hao couldn't hear that the other party was praising him or scolding him, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was in front of him, he had no reason to miss it, and immediately clapped his hand and said: "Senior, then it's decided so happily!" From now on, the juniors are responsible for attracting hatred, and the hands-on work will be left to you! ”

Zhang Sanfeng stretched out his hand: "Bring the red wine." ”

Zhao Hao said weakly: "Senior, I climbed the Colorful Divine Mountain once and suffered great losses, can I owe it first?" ”

Zhang Sanfeng doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles: "Don't talk to me about these useless things, you have them on you, take them out quickly!" ”

This old monster is simply a sperm!

Zhao Hao sighed secretly, feeling that he had no secrets in front of Zhang Zhenren.

This time, he went back and specially entrusted the help of the jack-of-all-trades, and brought a thousand bottles of each famous wine. In order to whet his appetite, he only gave Moutai and Wuliangye, and kept the rest of the good wine as a back hand for emergencies. However, his little Jiujiu can't hide the sloppy master who loves to drink in front of him.

"Hehe, the seniors are as wise as torches, and the juniors admire and admire."

Zhao Ritian sneered and took out a thousand bottles of Bordeaux red wine.

"Count your kid acquaintance, next time you dare to hide it from me, don't blame the poor way for being unkind to you." Zhang Sanfeng smiled, carefully put away the red wine,

"Don't dare, there's definitely no next time." Xiao Zhao admits his mistake and has a very correct attitude.

"The old man will accompany you on a trip to Lingquan Valley, hey, I haven't been to that place for many years."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed inexplicably, and the Qingyun Sword was once again powerful, carrying the three of them at a gallop.

In a moment, the three of them landed directly in the inner courtyard of Lingquan Valley, without causing a riot.

Those passers-by on the streets of Lingquan Valley didn't know that a supreme had quietly descended.

The distinguished guest came, and now the dragon lance real person in charge did not dare to slack off, and Yun Bufan, who was in retreat, was also alarmed, and immediately came out to pay respects. Only Yun Mengqi, who was punished, still thought about the wall in the inner valley and didn't ask about the world.

Zhao Hao took out the token given by Gu Quan, and immediately became a super VIP of Lingquan Valley.

In the days that followed, Zhao Hao closed himself in a VIP courtyard and went all out to transform 50 million lower grade spirit jade.

As he expected, 50 million lower-grade spirit jade was successfully transformed into 5,000 drops of Origin Dewdrop.

But there is a problem, Zhao Hao's current body can't completely absorb so many Origin Dewdrops.

This is like the movie The Richest Man in Xihong City, it is not easy to let a sling spend one billion in a month.

Inside the Gate of Wonders, there are 3,688 drops of Origin Dewdrops, which are useless for the time being.

And Zhao Hao, who had absorbed 1,312 drops of origin dewdrops, reached a saturated state in his body.

Now he could clearly sense that the level of development of his Origin Power was exactly 45%!

It was a hurdle, and no matter how much he wasted the Origin Dew, there was no improvement in the slightest.

Xiao Zhao cheekily asked Zhang Sanfeng for advice, and got an answer: Evolvers of different realms have a hidden upper limit for the development of the power of the origin.

The limit of the Origin Power that can be developed by the Seven Star True Persons is 45%, and it will never be able to exceed this number.

Zhao Hao wants to break through the limit, there is only one way - to be promoted to eight stars!

And this is precisely the problem, you must know that the white-haired birdman has been promoted to eight stars, and the deity can feel the breakthrough process of the clone in the past, and learn from it. But since Zhao Hao reached the upper level, there have been racial differences, and the unique breakthrough method of the demon race is not suitable for him as a human being.

He drew a gourd in the same way to break through in the way of the Demon Emperor's descendants, and tried hundreds of times without success.

This night, Zhao Hao took out a bottle of Erguotou and drank stuffy wine with a black face.

Although he invited a powerful bodyguard like Zhang Sanfeng, this was only temporary, and a year was fleeting for a third-order evolutionary. Zhao Hao knows very well that it is better to ask for others than for himself, if he can't break through, whether it is Gu Chen or Ziyang Zhenren, they can easily beat him.

Lord Xiang stood next to him as always to help him pour wine, if Zhao Hao was going to continue practicing next, then she would go to the door of the room and wait. Although sometimes Zhao Hao cultivated for several days, he didn't have time to look at her, but she still did this, paying silently.

With a bottle of two pots in his stomach, Zhao Hao seems to have finally discovered the existence of Lord Xiangjun.

Staring at the beauty, Xiao Zhao had an indescribable emotion in his heart.

Along the way, the person who finally accompanied him turned out to be Lord Xiangjun, which surprised even him.

There has never been a fierce and surging relationship between him and her, but there is one thing he can't deny, this is the interdependence of the sword and the shadow of the sword, and it is the inseparability in the crisis.

Lord Xiang had never been stared at by Master Zhao for ten seconds without blinking, and he couldn't help blushing and lowering his head.

As described in the poem, the most is the gentleness of bowing the head, like the shyness of a water lotus flower that is not better than the cool breeze......

Zhao Hao's heart rippled for a moment, and an idea suddenly popped up, it was time to develop an in-depth relationship with Lord Xiang.