Then while brushing his white beard, he said with a smile: "Very good, very good, at a young age, it is really rare to have a heart that purifies all sentient beings." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Besides, Lao Qu and your sect are also quite related, since you worship the Bashan sect, you can't take refuge in my Buddhism, so just in terms of medical treatment, you can be called my lay disciple, but your own sect is still a person from Bashan. ”

The young man in white was instantly overjoyed when he heard this, a soft smile spread all over his face, and he shouted with his hands down, "Disciple, see Master." After speaking, he also threw flattering eyes to Zhuo Yifan from time to time.

Seeing the proud young man in white, Zhuo Yifan not far away, his eyes suddenly felt a little unhappy, what he wanted to do, as a result, the kid took the lead, Zhuo Yifan naturally couldn't swallow this breath.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the old monk, his face was full of melancholy at this time, he grabbed the hair of his sideburns, and said, "Old monk, you have taken him in, then you can also take me."

"What a rude guy, just like you, you still want Master to accept you, I think it's wishful thinking. Yu Qingqiu waved the bamboo fan in his hand, and shouted with some arrogance in anger.

The old monk confiscated himself as an apprentice, and he was already very angry, but the young man in white was still so embarrassed in front of him, and all the anger rushed to Yu Qingqiu in an instant. So he pointed to her in front of him and shouted: "You guy who doesn't repay your kindness, don't be a big-tailed wolf here." ”

"I ...... I've put up with you for a long time, be careful that I hit you!" Zhuo Yifan continued to shout with some unconfidence.

"Hehe, hit me, you still want to hit me, look at you like that, be careful that I will throw you out later!" Yu Qingqiu said coldly.

Zhuo Yifan was angry for a moment before he blurted out, he knew the ability of the young man in white, and his throat was choked instantly. Standing in a daze between those few breaths, I couldn't think of what words to answer for a while.

When the young man in white saw that Zhuo Yifan had nothing to say, he instantly smiled, "What's the matter, I'm scared." The white-clothed young man said with a slight frown.

"Afraid of you?" Zhuo Yifan's eyes raised upward, and he sneered with his right hand on the bangs on his forehead.

The young man in white was still a little proud, but when he heard Zhuo Yifan's unconvinced words, he looked at the provocative face, and his hands couldn't help but clench tightly, but he glanced at Zen Master Huiyuan again, and then retracted his gaze just now: "You stinky boy, this son doesn't care about you." ”

Seeing this arrogant guy, suddenly so soft, Zhuo Yifan just wanted to choke him, but saw the old monk's mouth pursed slightly, and in an instant, Zhuo Yifan's originally soft and brilliant cheeks suddenly cooled down involuntarily, and under that slight coldness, it seemed that a cold current hit his heart.

That feeling made Zhuo Yifan extremely depressed, and at this time he seemed to have an empty head, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Yu Qingqiu was also a little surprised, but he didn't expect the master's pursed lips to be so menacing, and the powerful aura was shocking.

Seeing this, Zhuo Yifan was even more sure of his idea of being his apprentice, so he stepped forward with a decent hand and shouted at Zen Master Huiyuan: "Didn't you say that we have fate, you just accepted me?"

Zen Master Huiyuan didn't speak at first, just hesitated in front of the door for a while, and then said to Zhuo Yifan: "Fate is fleeting, it will be difficult to come back after that, it is not time to accept apprentices now, you can come here to work first, see your performance, and then decide." ”

Zhuo Yifan didn't understand why the old monk said this, just looked at the old monk blankly, waiting for him to continue.

But after a long time, the old monk stopped talking, and only waited for him to close his eyes and recite the scriptures again. This made Zhuo Yifan very puzzled, he came here only to learn martial arts, but he had to come to the word "work", which made him unable to figure it out.

When he first arrived, he didn't have much respect for the old monk in terms of speech and demeanor, because Zhuo Yifan felt that the old monk was just a janitor, and he didn't learn from him, he was so old, it might not be realistic to learn real kung fu, so he didn't care at the time. But after the ejection of his strength just now, and the glimpse of the shock, he really felt the deep internal force in his body, which made him unable to imagine how powerful this Huiyuan Zen Master would be.

Zhuo Yifan thought about it, now it is definitely not possible to beg hard, it is better to go with the flow, as long as he can stay here, he will have the opportunity to practice peerless martial arts, thinking of this, he nodded and agreed.

"Okay, I'm willing to stay. Zhuo Yifan said resolutely.

Seeing this, Zen Master Huiyuan's expression was not unusual, but there was a slight smile on his face, although it was very short and light, but it really existed, but this short moment, others did not see it.

"In that case, you can stay. "Zen Master Huiyuan said,

Seeing that the old monk nodded in agreement, Zhuo Yifan had an excited smile on his face, and looked at Yu Qingqiu with smug eyes.

Seeing this, Yu Qingqiu had a pretty face, and he was so angry that he turned his gaze to the side, adjusted slightly, raised his eyes to look at Zen Master Huiyuan, and said nervously: "Master, did you really agree?"

Yu Qingqiu saw the master nodding, and just looked at Zhuo Yifan with disbelievable eyes.

"Remember that you are only working, and do not think about anything but work, let alone do it in vain. After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes again and began to recite the scriptures.

Seeing that the master promised this stinky boy to stay, although he was very reluctant, he was quite happy to hear that he would not be allowed to do anything except work, Yu Qingqiu was quite happy at this time. She stared at her round eyes and shouted, "Work, work", and from time to time she shook her ass comically in front of Zhuo Yifan.

"You ......"

Zhuo Yifan just wanted to get angry, but when he thought that the young man in white just wanted him to be angry and show his master, he warned himself in his heart not to fall for him, and then changed his tone and said: "What's wrong with work, I still like to work!"

Seeing that Zhuo Yifan was no longer angry, Yu Qingqiu gritted his neat and clean teeth, and wanted to bite him twice, but in the end he endured it and hummed: "Stinky boy, then you go to work!"

"Master, then what will I do in the future?" Zhuo Yifan glanced at the young man in white, and then smiled reverently at the old monk.

Yu Qingqiu just couldn't get used to Zhuo Yifan's fake appearance, and shouted before the master could speak: "Hey, stinky boy, Master is also called by you? You are just a worker, and the master and his old man have not confiscated you as an apprentice!" After speaking, the white bamboo fan was gently flicked on his chest.

"Hey, you're in too much control, aren't you!" Zhuo Yifan glared at Yu Qingqiu.

"What do you mean by managing too much? You are just a worker, I am an apprentice who learns art, and there is naturally a gap between this, which is called rank and inferiority. The young man in white shook the bamboo fan and said with a sneer.

Zhuo Yifan carefully went over what he said just now in his mind, turned his head to look at the old monk, and said, "Master, what do you say?"

"Monks, don't care about the clichés, call Master, it's okay!" said Zen Master Huiyuan.