"Uncle Jiu, I really sincerely want to become your master, and I also ask Uncle Jiu to accept me as his disciple!"

Uncle Jiu was quite surprised when he heard this.

He didn't expect that his rejection just now still didn't make the young man in front of him back down.

And Chen Mu's words also made Uncle Jiu look at him in a new light.

Taoist Priest Simu on the side was quite envious of someone who insisted on becoming his senior brother, so he also helped to speak.

"This is what my little brother has said. Senior brother, accept him."

Wencai also echoed, "Yes, Master, I also want to have a junior brother."

Uncle Jiu was silent.

Even though his junior brother was also there to help intercede, what he just said to persuade Chen Mu was from the bottom of his heart.

Chen Mu's age has already missed the best age for learning Taoism, even if he has made it clear that he cannot learn the skills, it doesn't matter.

But what kind of person is Uncle Jiu?

Even if someone asks for something like this that delays others, he will never frown and agree to it.

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu spoke calmly and slowly.

"Little brother, let me tell you frankly, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Chen Mu had already half-kneeled on one knee towards Uncle Jiu respectfully.

And respectfully raised the small silver box in his hand.

"Uncle Jiu, I really sincerely want to become your teacher!"

"I won't become my disciple in vain!"

"There are 500 oceans in it, which are the tuition fees for apprenticeship. Uncle Jiu, please accept them!"

"Uncle Jiu, please accept me as your disciple!"

Chen Mu said as he opened the silver box.

I saw only two hundred pieces of white flowers inside, plus three large one-hundred-yuan silver notes on the top, lying there conspicuously.

A literary talent who is relatively greedy for money, his eyes are about to pop out.
Chapter completed!