When Yandi set up a sub-sect, when it was first built, I don't know how many tribes and clans, in order to avoid the attack of the wild monsters, wanted to move here, and were protected by the sub-clan, but they were all turned away.

Only later, the disciples of Yandi traveled abroad, and those with good intentions saved people, but there was nowhere to settle, so they had to bring back the sect, and over time, they gathered in groups.

Because of this, the branch was more relaxed about the acceptance of subordinate tribes and clans, and began to allow the barbarian tribes to vote.

But if you want to become a subsidiary of the Yandi Division, it is not so simple.

As an attachment to the Yandi Division, it is handed over to worship every year, which is half of the benefit of the tribe. And these tribes are not vulgar, most of them have people who refine their bodies, and there is even no lack of immortal true bodies, relying on Yandi, and most of the offerings are not mortal.

For example, the tribe in front of him, I don't know the origin, I don't know the motive, and there are not even body refiners in the tribe, and the offerings that can be handed over every year are equivalent to nothing. This kind of sect has no hope of gaining a foothold within the scope of the sect.

Wild and dangerous, it seems that these tribes who don't even have a body refiner can't walk in the wilderness, but rules are rules, and the word sympathy has never been an exception. Especially for people like Yuan Fan Mingtu, the rules are important, the behavior is old-fashioned, and the most unsympathetic thing is the most.

No matter what they said, they still couldn't make sense, and it seemed that someone in the tribe was trying to do it.

Yuan Fan slapped his hand, and saw that the trees had fallen and the dust was rolling.

There were more than 200 people in the tribe, and they were all speechless.

Seeing that he didn't talk, the clan elder glanced slightly and saw Luo Feng. He gritted his teeth. Then he whispered, "Among my own people." There is a child with great talent, why don't you let him learn from his teacher, pass on the mantle, and get a foothold in my clan?"

Yuan Fan showed an indifferent look, disdain in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "Worship the people of Yandi as teachers, and inherit the methods of Yandi." In his eyes, it seems like a great favor to us?"

The clan elder couldn't see the clue, but said: "During the migration of the tribe before, he encountered a demon beast, and was later rescued by an old fairy, he took a fancy to this child's talent, and wanted to accept apprentices and carve out a place for my tribe to live in." It's a pity that because of the tribal affairs, he couldn't intervene, and Fang Zi regretted leaving. This kid must be extremely talented. We were afraid that he would be forcibly taken away, so we didn't dare to speak out. As long as the two immortals are willing to let my tribe live here, they can make him apprentice, sincerely, and regard him as his biological father. ”

Qin Xianyu was slightly puzzled.

That child's qualifications are indeed good, if he is under the age of three, with such a root, he can be accepted by Yandi. But after all, this child is beyond this age and has his own intentions and thoughts, and Yandi will definitely not accept it.

But why did the "old immortal" who saved this tribe want to accept apprentices?

Yuan Fan saw the doubts in his heart, so he immediately said: "I control a state in Yandi and master an endless population, so there is never a shortage of excellent qualifications. However, for ordinary sects, or scattered cultivators, it is really extremely difficult to find an apprentice with excellent roots. This child's root bone is barely one in ten thousand, and for ordinary cultivators, it is really a hard-to-find root bone, and it is not yet ten years old, so it can be cultivated. ”

Qin Xianyu suddenly realized.

Just like the Southern Liang Kingdom, hundreds of thousands of newborn children are born every year, and only a few babies with excellent bones are selected.

For ordinary sects, this kind of qualification is really hard to find.

For scattered cultivators, even if they can expend their efforts, even if they find a place to secretly support the population, among hundreds of thousands of children, they can detect the excellent qualifications of the roots and bones one by one, which is no less than looking for a needle in a haystack. Even if it is a scattered immortal, it may not be possible to have a suitable disciple.

It seems that the children of this tribe, who are not yet ten years old, can still be cultivated in the future, and their roots and bones are so good that even the scattered immortals have to be tempted by it.

Yuan Fan was also puzzled, and said in his heart: "This child is indeed a rare seedling for ordinary cultivators, and it is normal for the so-called old immortal to come to the rescue for this." It's just that what is there in this tribe that can make him dare not save people anymore and leave halfway? Why didn't he forcibly take people away before he left, and become a descendant?"

At this moment, I saw that the child came to the front of the little uncle.

Luo Feng said in a low voice: "Can I worship you as a teacher?"

Qin Xianyu was silent for a moment and said, "Why can't you?"

Yuan Fan's heart shook suddenly.

He knew the origin of the little master uncle, this was a young man from outside Zhongzhou, and because of the Elder of the Dark Day, he was listed as a disciple of the first generation. It is a precedent that has never been set in Zhongzhou Yandi.

The little uncle is already a special case, so under his disciple, no more examples here are allowed.

Uncle Xiao is not a person from Yandi in Zhongzhou, but his future disciples are bound to be people from Zhongzhou and disciples of Yandi.

Only the tenth vein that has been passed down in this way is the tenth vein of Yandi.

But it seems that the little master and uncle are interested in accepting apprentices?

Qin Xianyu looked at the child in front of him with a slight pity in his heart.

In fact, there are a lot of things like this, and the disciples of Yandi who have traveled abroad, or those who have good intentions, often save people, and perhaps there are children with excellent bones among them, but they have crossed the three-year-old limit and cannot be included in the door due to the restrictions of the door rules, so they will bring back the sect and sometimes give a little guidance.

Qin Xianyu also thought so in his heart, even if he couldn't teach the Fa in person, but with a little guidance, give him a path, don't waste his talent, it's okay. In the end, even if it can't be included in the gate wall of Yandi, it can be used as an outer disciple of the sect.

Luo Feng gritted his teeth, he thought in his heart, to let the tribe settle here, but also to let this new master, kill the golden bird, avenge the tribe, and avenge his mother. Thinking like this, he said, "I can worship you as a teacher, but you have to promise me two conditions." ”

However, Qin Xianyu suddenly smiled and said, "No need. ”

Luo Feng was stunned.

"It is said that the cause of fate is extinguished, and it is fleeting, only between thoughts. Qin Xianyu smiled and said, "Since you have hesitation, then you can give up." I wanted to take you just now, but I don't have that idea anymore. ”

"As for the two conditions......"

Qin Xianyu said: "I have the intention to pass on your method, I want to accept you as a beginner, let you be a registered disciple, to guide your cultivation, but I don't want to accept you as an uncle, to use it to call my own." ”

Luo Feng's face turned pale.

The whole tribe was quiet.

When Yuan Fan heard this, Fang Zi breathed a sigh of relief, and he suddenly sneered: "Accept you to get started, pass on your method, that is to be kind to you, to give you a chance to create, and to give you a great gift, but this is not crying and shouting to beg you, it is not that you give us grace, but we give you grace." As for the so-called root bone qualifications...... There are countless disciples like you in this sect, so you don't have to think too much about yourself. ”

Luo Feng panicked.

The old man kept trembling, and his heart kept weighing his words, trying to make up for it.

At this moment, a voice that was extremely weak sounded, and he sighed, "Let them stay in the Yandi Division." ”

Qin Xianyu suddenly felt something different.

Yuan Fan frowned and said, "Who are you?" ”

The voice said in a low voice: "The old man is the incense god worshiped by this tribe. (To be continued......)