"Who?" A middle-aged man's voice came out, but it was a male duck voice, very similar to the voice of a male singer who was popular.

"Me!" Huang Yankuo was holding his hands on the door knocker, and as soon as the door opened, a man in a down jacket opened the door and almost dragged Huang Yankuo down.

"Oops——! Be careful! The man hurriedly held Huang Yankuo up.

"This is ......," Huang Yankuo was about to ask.

"You're late, what time is it?" The middle-aged man looked at Huang Yankuo complainingly, "Come in!" Outside is not the place to talk! ”

The middle-aged man pulled Huang Yankuo into the courtyard and closed the gate.

Huang Yankuo looked at this man's movements, and had a sneaky feeling, and his heart was empty, thinking: This is not the place to do anything illegal, right? Lao Tzu was fooled!

He suddenly remembered a legend about kidneys.

Huang Yankuo was stunned for a while, and was beating a drum in his heart.

The middle-aged man said to Huang Yankuo: "Don't hurry up? Uncle has been waiting for a long time! ”

"Oh?!" Huang Yankuo's heart turned sharply: It's a big deal, how can you pretend to be cowardly at this time! If I really meet someone who knows the immortal law, I will make a lot of money.

Thinking in his heart, he followed the middle-aged man into the house.

The room was quite bright, with a sofa and a coffee table on the right side of the door, and a few people were sitting there, sipping tea, watching TV, and when they heard people coming in, they all turned their heads and quickly stood up.

At the north of the house, a large square table was placed under a snow-white wall, with fruit bowls and melon seed plates on it, the right hand side was empty, and there was a chair with red paint on the left hand side.

"Coming?" The old man was smiling and red.

"It's coming!" Huang Yankuo was also smiling, but he was still playing the drum in his heart.

Then, the old man began to introduce the people in the house to Huang Yankuo.

The old man himself: Li Shoufang, the word respects longevity

Big brother: Ma Yuande

Third brother: Liu Shikai

Fourth Brother: Joe is sick

Sixth brother: Liu Zuoyuan

Ninth Brother: Han Jin

Fourteenth brother: Ximen Qing

"What about the other brothers?" Huang Yankuo asked by the way.

"All your brothers are here!" Li Shoufang's face didn't look good.

"Uncle, do you think it's time to hold an apprenticeship ceremony?" The eldest brother asked.

"Good!"

So, after writing the post, he bowed three times, and then Li Shoufang explained the rules to Huang Yankuo.

Performing three prostrations is the etiquette of one's own family, and it is the uncle, the rules, and oneself that is worshipped.

Li Shoufang and his apprentices established the Shoufang family, because without the permission of the Heaven and Earth Divine Court, it belongs to the private family of the cultivator, and it is not orthodox, this kind of private family is called the demon by the orthodox, but the family uniformly calls himself the uncle, and the others are called brothers.

"Huh? Demon? When Huang Yankuo heard this, he remembered the stupid hats of the demon cultists who usually wore black clothes on TV, and regretted it in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything. only complained that he had gotten on the old man's thief ship.

"Don't worry, this demon is not a demon on TV, it's just a slander, it's called the winner fairy god in the cultivator's family, and the demon of the loser! The immortals are just the ruling party, and the demons are just the opposition party. The eldest brother Ma Yuande explained nervously on the side.

"What ruling party, opposition party? In fact, it is more appropriate to compare it to the court and the guerrillas! The fourteenth brother interjected.

"Don't interject!" Li Shoufang slapped the table, and the frightened few shut up.

Li Shoufang's longevity method was inherited and developed by himself from his teacher, and he took a name called "Sleepwalking in the Sky", with the original seventeen disciples, the second disciple died in the Wagang Army Rebellion, the seventh disciple died in prison, the whereabouts of the eight disciples are unknown, the tenth disciple died in the anti-Yuan army, the eleventh and thirteenth disciples died in the arrested, the twelve disciples died in the anti-Qing Dynasty, the fifteenth disciple died under the gun of the Eight-Nation Alliance, the sixteenth disciple died under the gun of the Japanese devil, and the seventeenth disciple died in Luoshou.

"What is a Luo Shou?"

"It's the woman in the barbershop that day, and she practices Luoshou!" Li Shoufang said, "Luo Shou is also a cultivator similar to us, but he is talking about cultivating patterns, most of them are born with five palm prints, and they can steal souls from others without cultivation!" Later, a person who knew how to cultivate appeared in Luo Shou, and he developed a cultivation method, so that Luo Shou could not only steal souls - it was a very powerful method anyway, and ordinary people could also practice! ”

In fact, Li Shoufang didn't know much about Luo Shou's specific situation, so he could only guess and tell Huang Yankuo what it was.

"Oh? ...... that," Huang Yankuo was about to ask.

"The fifth Yuan Dafa was killed by Luo Shou! I don't know the process, but remember, Luo Shou and we are already enemies! In the world of the cultivators, this kind of hatred is born and died, and it will only end when one party is completely dead. Li Shoufang said, looking at all the disciples, he opened his mouth, "There are very few enemies in the Xiu family, and even fewer in the private family. This time, the people in Luo's hands have no grudge against us, but they killed Dafa, and they are destined to make enemies with us. There is no compromise in the Xiu family, which is destined to die on one side! Everyone, be mental, practice my marksmanship and fists and feet well! ”

"Yes!"

"Eighteen, now I will name you Yuan Hongfa, in the cultivation world, don't leak your real name to others, you must remember it!" Li Shoufang looked at Huang Yankuo solemnly.

"Yes, master!" Huang Yankuo was very reluctant to be changed to a name close to the dead, but he couldn't bear it, in such an organization, who knows if it is "impossible to enter", and can only obey orders.

"Let's have a feast!" When Huang Yankuo was depressed, Li Shoufang clapped his hands, and the apprentice banquet began.

At the family banquet, he also eats melons, fruits, fish and meat, but does not drink alcohol.

The cultivator talks about health, wine hurts the body, the so-called "wine is a poison that pierces the intestines", so the cultivators rarely drink, and most of them don't like to drink, so anyone who writes "how does a certain monk drink alcohol" is actually just plagiarizing martial arts novels, some people say that the Monkey King in Journey to the West also drinks, in fact, it is just a novel, Wu Chengen is also vulgar, Li Taibai still calls himself a wine fairy, and finally fell into the water and drowned after drinking, which shows that he is not a "fairy".

Gossip is out of the question, and let's get down to business.

Huang Yankuo worshipped Li Shoufang as his teacher in a daze, and was arranged to practice.