After Wang Qian fell into the cave, the head wrapped in clothes in his hand also fell to the ground, and the head rolled directly in front of the old devil, Zhao Pusheng's eyes widened, and he looked at the old devil directly.

And the old devil was meditating and cultivating on the stone bed at this time, and the movement in the cave made him open his eyes.

The old devil under the hat still couldn't see his face clearly, he glanced at Zhao Pusheng's head at his feet, and then looked at Wang Qian, who was unconscious in the distance, and was quite surprised.

"Unexpectedly, this kid is quite capable, I wanted him not to come back, but he gave me a surprise......"

The old devil muttered to himself, he sat up from the stone bed, and came to Wang Qian step by step.

At this time, Wang Qian's whole body was black, he was burned and he didn't even have his hair, and there were countless knife wounds on his body, all of which were injured by Zhao Pudong.

"Did you still fight Zhao Pudong? Can you escape back? Could it be that the person I have been looking for for many years has finally found it?" The old devil looked at the knife wound on Wang Qian's body and thought thoughtfully.

"Okay, let the old man take a look, what kind of talent is your kid's spiritual root!" After that, the old devil pointed to Wang Qian's dantian, and an aura entered Wang Qian's body.

The old devil closed his eyes and thought, and after a long time, he opened his eyes suddenly, and a golden light erupted from his eyes!

"I ...... Hahaha

If he could see his face clearly, he would be laughing and tears coming out of his eyes by now.

"The peerless genius that the old man has been looking for for many years has finally appeared!Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha! There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!" the old devil laughed.

After laughing, the old devil looked at Wang Qian's eyes like a treasure, and he carefully picked up Wang Qian and hugged him to the stone bed.

He began to heal Wang Qian's injuries, only to see that with a wave of his big hand, a stream of spiritual power entered Wang Qian's body.

The old devil's cultivation is very high, his spiritual power has a healing effect, although Wang Qian's injury is very serious, but for an old monster with such a high cultivation, his injury only takes a day to completely heal.

The healing process was boring, Wang Qian, who was in a coma, didn't know that he was being healed by the old devil, he only remembered that he had a dream, a long, long dream, in which a woman was stroking his body for a full day......

A day later, Wang Qian gradually gained a little consciousness, his fingers moved, and his eyes opened a slit.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Wang Qian coughed for a while, completely sobered up, and after opening his eyes, he saw the familiar cave mansion, and he was still in this old place.

"Oh, yes, yes, good boy, wake up, come on, good boy, this is the ten thousand years of Wang Ba soup stewed for you!

I saw that in the pot, there was a basin-sized big Wang Ba, good guy, Wan Nian Wang Ba soup, not blowing, this taste is really fragrant!

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, he is his boy, he stewed soup for himself, that is, the weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, he didn't have a good heart!

I saw Wang Qianshu sit up from the bed and bow to the old monster with a fist: "Senior, the junior is not doing well, killing a cultivator with a three-layer foundation, and being so seriously injured, you still need to take care of your seniors, the younger generation is incompetent!"

Wang Qiansheng was afraid that the old monster would be unhappy and kill himself, this 10,000-year-old Wang Batang, I'm afraid he wants to make up for himself, right?

I saw that the old devil put the soup on the stone table, pressed Wang Qian's shoulder, and let Wang Qian sit down: "Oh, good apprentice, what are you talking about? It's reckless for the teacher, the teacher shouldn't let you do such a dangerous task, but you are really powerful, the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi can kill Zhao Pusheng of the third layer of the foundation, and even Zhao Pudong, you can make a move, you are worthy of being the apprentice of the master!"

When did Wang Qian become the old devil's apprentice?

"Senior, who are you?" Wang Qian looked at the old devil with a puzzled face, with doubts in his eyes.

"It's because the teacher is short-sighted, I don't know that the apprentice is such a peerless genius, and he wants to let the apprentice be the old man's boy, the old man is ignorant, the apprentice, after drinking this pot of Wang Ba soup, how about we turn the war into jade silk?"

As he spoke, the old devil used a jade bowl to bring Wang Qian's 10,000-year-old Wang Ba soup.

Wang Qian was still confused, this old devil wasn't joking? Didn't he say yesterday that he would let himself be his subordinate boy? Why did he change his mind in just one day, and actually let himself be his apprentice?

Besides, Wang Qian has never seen such a cheap master, and he also makes Wang Ba soup for his apprentice, this is for a great god, right?

Wang Qian took Wang Ba soup with a confused face, originally he wanted to drink it himself, but the old devil had to feed Wang Qian with a spoon.

Wang Qian could only frown and be fed soup by the old devil, the old devil's voice was very ugly, and his hands were also very ugly, this meal, Wang Qian had no appetite at all.

However, the Wang Ba soup is still very delicious, and the Wang Ba meat is also very delicious, it seems that the old devil still has two brushes when cooking!

Wang Qian finished drinking the soup, the old devil cleaned up the pot, Wang Qian sat on the stone bed like pins and needles, he didn't know what would happen in the next second, he didn't know what the old devil was doing.

Not long after, the old devil came over with a basin of water and a towel, and as he walked, he also said: "Good boy, you worked hard in the battle yesterday, and I came to wipe your body for the teacher." ”

Seeing this scene, Wang Qian really couldn't sit still, only to see Wang Qian jump up from the bed and shout: "Seniors! What did the juniors do wrong, you can say it clearly, don't treat the juniors like this, the juniors can't stand it!"

The old devil looked at Wang Qian, who was shouting, and was stunned, and then the old devil smiled: "Hahaha! Good boy, what do you want? From now on, you are no longer my boy, you are now a good disciple of the teacher!"

"But senior, my qualifications are mediocre, why do you recognize me as an apprentice?" Wang Qian asked with a puzzled expression.

"Mediocre qualifications?" After hearing this, the old devil laughed at the time: "Hahaha! Twin god-level ability spirit roots, you actually say that your qualifications are mediocre? If you have mediocre qualifications, then there will be no cultivators with good qualifications in this world!"