Qin Ran glanced at him: "You mean, if I want to learn this secret art of swordsmanship, I still have to worship you as a teacher?"

"What's the matter, the old man can't be your master?" The middle-aged scribe was stunned, although he didn't mean to do so, but seeing Qin Ran's reaction, he couldn't help but ask.

"Be your grandmother's legs, you are worthy of being the master of this young master if you don't cultivate? Which master will cheat the apprentice as soon as they meet?" Don't worship!" Qin Ran said fiercely, showing the young master's temperament.

The middle-aged scribe's forehead was bruised, and he once again resisted the urge to directly fear Qin Ran's death, gritted his teeth and said: "Slow! Actually, it doesn't mean that you worship the old man as a teacher, you can worship the old man as a teacher, and then I can preach on behalf of the teacher, so that you can learn the real secret art of kendo in the Haoran Sword Codex." ”

"Oh, then who is our master, and where is he?" Qin Ran raised his eyebrows and asked with interest.

"The name of our master, you don't need to know for the time being, with your current cultivation strength, the old man is afraid that you will go around to deceive and ruin your reputation under the guise of his old man's heir!" The middle-aged scribe said proudly, not forgetting to hit Qin Ran in his words, and then said, "As for where is his old man...... The master has been immortal for a long time, and now it can only be me, the substitute teacher, to teach you how to practice the Haoran Sword Codex!"

"Hmm, dead?" Qin Ran was stunned for a moment, and then said eagerly, "I said that our master is a dead man, then it will be easy to do, this apprenticeship is no problem! But senior brother, when do you think we will perform the apprenticeship ceremony? After the apprenticeship ceremony, you should quickly teach me the Haoran Sword Codex." ”

The middle-aged scribe finally couldn't help it, and slapped Qin Ran on the head, furious: "How can the stinky boy speak? That's your master, you speak to the old man with more respect!"

Qin Ran grinned in pain from this slap, but he knew that he was wrong, so he said sneeringly: "Ahem, slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, I will pay attention to it next time." That senior brother, this apprenticeship ......"

Qin Ran looked at the middle-aged scribe intently, his eyes were hot.

"Do you kid want to apprentice or do you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge after learning the secret art after worshipping the master?" The middle-aged scribe was about to scold, how could he not see the little Jiujiu in Qin Ran's heart at this moment.

But this made the middle-aged scribe even more of a headache, if it weren't for Qin Ran's true compliance in all aspects, how could he have the patience to talk so much nonsense with Qin Ran?

"Uh...... Of course I want to apprentice to the teacher, although I don't know the name of the master, but to be able to teach the existence of such a profound cultivation as the senior brother, it is definitely not an unknown person, I am very yearning for being able to worship the master, and I can't wait to do the apprenticeship!" Qin Ran said very knowledgeably, his expression was very righteous and awe-inspiring, and he did not forget to pat a wave of middle-aged scribes.

"Hmph!" The middle-aged scribe snorted coldly, although he knew that this kid was just forcible behavior, but the middle-aged scribe didn't care much about it, cleared his throat and said, "There is no need for the gift of apprenticeship, the master was most tired of these red tape before his death, and when your senior brother and I apprenticed, there was no etiquette, just served tea." ”

"You don't have to worry about the secret technique of the sword of Haoran Sword Codex, since you have agreed to worship our master as a teacher, that is my junior brother, and my senior brother will pass it on to you later. But before that, there are a few things that need to be said to let you know. ”

"Do you know what those monsters you encountered in the illusion?" said the middle-aged scribe, his face was straight and his expression was very serious.

Seeing the middle-aged scribe mention this, Qin Ran lost the playful look of Fang Cai, his face gradually appeared serious, and he shook his head and said, "I don't know, isn't that an illusion derived from the illusion?"

"Do you really think it's just an illusion?" the middle-aged scribe sneered, and then said in a deep voice, "Qin Ran, or maybe I should call you junior brother now." Senior brother, senior brother will tell you today that all the pictures in that illusion were real. In ancient times, the human race was so weak that it could only be reduced to rations and slaves for other races. And the most ruthless and cruel thing you do in this regard is the kind of monster you see in the illusion!"

"That kind of monster, we call it the Demon Race! The Demon Race is cruel and violent by nature, and feeds on the flesh and blood of the Human Race, and it is the enemy of our Human Race! And our vein is even more committed to leveling the Demon Race and pacifying the world, so Senior Brother, do you know what dazzling glory you carry?" said the middle-aged scribe with excitement on his face.

Qin Ran didn't know anything about this, but just glanced at the middle-aged scribe lightly and said: "I don't know, I only know that the history of Dongtu cultivation has been inherited for tens of thousands of years, and it seems that there has never been a scene of the demon clan raging, and I have not heard of it, except for the three major immortal mansions, which vein has made any great achievements." Senior Brother Cheap, will you tell me which Immortal Mansion-level force our vein belongs to?"

"Ahem, that's naturally impossible, although our vein has outstanding merits, it doesn't belong to any immortal mansion. The middle-aged scribe coughed dryly twice to hide his embarrassment, "But you don't want to think that Senior Brother is lying to you." The Eastern Soil monastic tradition has not been recorded because the current ancient books record the history of only 10,000 years. But the era when the demons are raging, I don't know how much of this history has already appeared!"

"Even now, on the land of the Eastern Land, there are still remnants of the demon clan that are poisoning the world. Senior brother, this is the meaning of the existence of our lineage, to level the demons in the world, and to eliminate the demons!" The middle-aged scribe was impassioned, as if he was telling some glorious mission.

"Come on, I'm just a small Qi Source Realm cultivator, how can I afford such a heavy responsibility, senior brother, you should hand over this burden to other senior brothers. Since our lineage is so glorious, there should be many disciples, right?Are there any other powerful senior brothers?" Speaking of this, Qin Ran's eyes lit up.

He seems to have seen a new world, if the strength of this lineage is strong, then for him, it will be a good help to walk in the east in the future.

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, his face was stunned, and he was speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he slowly spit out a sentence: "No, our lineage, now there are only two people left in this eastern land." ”

"What?" Qin Ran opened his eyes wide and said in a daze, "Senior brother, don't you mean that the only two people left in our vein are you and me?"

The middle-aged scribe was embarrassed for a moment, and nodded very seriously.

"Damn!