"It's simple, the flag that brought you here informed me. The sword slave replied succinctly.

Li Haoyang bowed his head lightly when he heard this, and continued, "Then who is my master?"

This question undoubtedly jumped a lot of useless topics such as where is this place, what kind of sect is this?, and after the hunchbacked old man froze for a short time with a slight suppression, he said quietly, "The master has already explained that before he comes back, if there is a black flag to bring people back, the old slave will be in charge of it." ”

After the knife slave finished speaking, he didn't say much, and quietly looked at Li Haoyang with that pair of squinting eyes.

After Li Haoyang heard this, he suddenly knelt down, and was about to bow three times and bow nine times, but when his body was about to kneel down, a pale white light suddenly lit up on his shoulder, dragging him steadily.

"Who are you?" Li Haoyang asked as he looked up at the sword slave in confusion.

Three bows and nine bows to the master, this is the common apprenticeship etiquette in the Baizhou continent, down to the mortal survival skills, up to the cultivation of this is a common practice.

The sword slave looked at Li Haoyang and waved his hand lightly, "First of all, you are not my disciple, I just taught you for a while on behalf of the master." ”

"Secondly, the master said that our ancestors have a saying... ”

In the middle of the words, the sword slave suddenly floated into the air, the white light on his body suddenly bloomed, like a heavenly immortal, his eyes squinted and opened, and a pair of black tiger eyes looked at Li Haoyang menacingly and continued proudly, "Whoever enters my sect, does not worship the sky, and does not kneel on the ground!"

When Li Haoyang heard this, between the distributions, the essence was flourishing, and he got up and chanted, "Don't worship the sky!

"Good!"

One old and one young, just hanging in the air, eyes meeting.

After a long time, the sword slave lost its brilliance, slowly landed, smiled and nodded, indicating that Li Haoyang sat down, and then sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity." ”

Hearing the sigh of the sword slave, Li Haoyang's face suddenly became gloomy.

Just like when he was on the top of Jietian Peak, who would have thought that this foul-smelling and unkempt beggar was actually the son of the famous god of war in the world. Although he was only the second child in the family who was trapped in the capital of Liang of the Great Song Dynasty as a proton, the great name of the God of War of Baizhou would certainly be enough to make Li Haoyang's reputation known all over the world.

In the rumors, he is a loser who does not learn and has no skills, and has no skills, and he is corrupt every day and eats in wine and meat places and waits for death. But the God of War rebellion that shocked the world a year ago made this proton disappear from everyone's field of vision in an instant, and until today, the name Li Haoyang has resounded all over the world just now.

Li Haoyang's face did not continue to be gloomy, although a year of time was not enough to erase his sadness, but it was enough to make him accustomed to it, and he looked at the knife slave with a calm face, and said quietly, "The knife slave doesn't have to be like this." I'm still here, and the Li family is here!"

The sword slave's deadwood-like face seemed to twitch for a moment, and he bowed his head lightly, "The son can be taught." ”

When Li Haoyang heard this, there was no joy on his face, but a trace of embarrassment.

The sword slave seemed to have noticed, but he didn't ask questions, but waited quietly.

After a while, Li Haoyang made a decision in his heart, and said with a calm and resolute face, "My cultivation of immortals is not the so-called immortality, nor is it for the so-called justice, I hope the old man understands this, if he can't bear it, the younger generation can separate by himself." ”

If it is to be replaced by the six major sects above Tianfeng, with Li Haoyang's words, even if he has a high talent, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape the result of being expelled and banished. Of course, if Li Haoyang, who was originally preparing to lie down and taste his courage, was in the six major sects at the moment, it would naturally be impossible to say so.

The sect he is in at this moment certainly makes people feel strange, but for some reason he always has an ingenious feeling about this sect in his heart, arrogant, and freewheeling!

"Boy, I didn't say that our sect and the so-called six major sects have no Liangzi. On the deadwood face of the sword slave, the corners of his mouth suddenly jumped a few times, and he said with a smile.

Hearing this, Li Haoyang smiled lightly and nodded, "Then when will I start cultivating?"

"Cultivation, is that what you should be concerned about now?" said the sword slave suddenly changed color and frowned.

Li Haoyang looked at the hunchbacked old man in confusion and asked, "Then what should I care about now!?"

The hunchbacked old man seemed to have endured it for a long time, shrugged the tip of his nose and stretched out his hand to cover his nose, and waved his hand, "Go out and go to the right, there is a washroom there, and there is also a change of clothes in it, you hurry up and tidy it up, it's not that there is anything wrong with this appearance, it's just that you have this taste... ”

As soon as the hunchbacked old man's voice broke off here, Li Haoyang touched the back of his head in embarrassment, quickly got up and withdrew, and walked in the direction that the knife slave said.

After a full half an hour, Li Haoyang's figure appeared in front of the sword slave again, the previous ragged clothes had been changed into a slender black dress at this moment, the unkempt hair had been washed clean, and the long black hair fluttered at will. The face full of dirt has also been cleaned, the sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, and the bridge of the nose that is as tall as a blade finally see the brilliance again, even the sword slave looked at Li Haoyang in front of him in his heart and couldn't help but secretly feel in his heart, "If the tiger father has no dog, how can he say it, this is basically the posture of the overlord!"

"Knife slave?" Seeing that the hunchbacked old man did not move, the pair of squinting eyes made Li Haoyang unable to tell that the hunchbacked old man was napping at the moment, so he had to ask out.

The sword slave came back to his senses with a sigh in his heart, and said indifferently, "You and stretch out your hand." ”

Li Haoyang didn't ask much when he heard this, and stretched out his hand over.

The knife slave raised a calloused hand and held Li Haoyang's trick, and a faint white light lit up in an instant, and slowly flowed into Li Haoyang's trick along the knife slave's big hand.

Li Haoyang only felt a burst of warmth suddenly coming from the trick, like a stream of blood heated by a bonfire, rushing all over his body in an instant, and the warmth of his whole body made him feel very comfortable.

But just when Li Haoyang felt comfortable, the hunchbacked old man's knife slave was tightly locked on his forehead, and his heavy eyelids slowly opened, and his eyes were complicated.

After a long time, the sword slave restrained the pale white light on his body, withdrew his hand, and Li Haoyang's comfort disappeared in an instant.

"Is it really no fun? Am I really a cultivator?" Li Haoyang looked at the complicated face of the sword slave, and secretly couldn't sigh in his heart.

"Knife slave, I... After being silent for a while, Li Haoyang watched in despair as the hunchbacked old man made his last struggle.

The hunchbacked old man, frowning, looked at Li Haoyang, and shouted angrily, "Did I let you speak!?"

This voice made Li Haoyang puzzled, but fortunately, the sword slave did not let him speculate randomly, and immediately said impulsively, "Boy, the revival of my sect depends on you!"