When Zhang Xiaofeng heard about this, he couldn't help but immediately knelt down in front of the middle-aged immortal master and said, "Thank you, senior, for saving my father!"

"It doesn't have to be like this. I'm just passing by. If I encounter this, anyone will help me. How can a man kneel down so easily when he has so much gold on his knees? The most important thing for a cultivator is the way of heaven. Things in this world can be settled, no matter what.

When you are born in the world of mortals, it is difficult to cultivate with peace of mind, and it is hard to find a great path." The middle-aged immortal master taught me a lesson.

"Thanks to the guidance of the immortal master, the younger generation will learn from it. However, my parents gave me birth and raised me, and their kindness is as heavy as a mountain. It is really false to say that the heart is broken when it is broken. Today, the immortal master is kind to the father of the younger generation. I, Zhang Xiaofeng, will definitely repay it on my father's behalf in the future. It is my duty to do so.

." Zhang Xiaofeng said seriously.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter! Everything is created by nature. Even so, would you like to become my disciple?" The middle-aged man felt a little helpless. Zhang Xiaofeng's heart was still unfinished, and no matter how he taught him, it would definitely be difficult to achieve enlightenment.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. It is really my blessing, Zhang Xiaofeng. However, I have already joined the Longzhong Sect. I am afraid that this is a bit inappropriate. I hope that senior will forgive me." Zhang Xiaofeng refused. Although the person in front of him has profound cultivation, he will follow him to fight against him.

For me, it was ten thousand times better than working as a handyman in the Longzhong Sect. But Zhang Xiaofeng was not the kind of person who would bully his master into rebellion, so he accepted the immortal master's kindness and refused.

"Feng'er, you... Master Xian, my son is young and lied, please forgive me, Master Xian." Zhang Jinbao was very puzzled when he heard this. He stared at Zhang Xiaofeng and was speechless, feeling miserable.

The purpose of delaying the immortal master here is to allow his son Zhang Xiaofeng to worship the immortal master, and he will definitely succeed in the future and honor his ancestors. But Zhang Xiaofeng refused, which made Zhang Jinbao a little angry.

"Haha! It doesn't matter. Since you have already worshiped at the mountain gate, I can't take you in. Besides, everything depends on fate." The middle-aged immortal master said with some pity. The Zhang Xiaofeng in front of him looked ordinary, but he was very worried in his heart.

He is so determined. He has already reached the fasting stage after practicing for less than a year. It is very shocking and it is not easy. If he can be patient and give guidance, he will not be a thing in the pond in the future, but he is not destined to be a master and a disciple, and he is a little helpless.

Just when the atmosphere was a little awkward, the old and young people who were called over by Zhang Xiaofeng now left the back hall and came to the main hall.

"I'm ready. I can play now. Is that appropriate?" the old man said to Zhang Xiaofeng.

"Okay, okay! Master Immortal, how about drinking tea with me now and listening to a song by the way?" Zhang Xiaofeng saw that the appearance of the old man could relieve the atmosphere, so he couldn't help but change the subject.

The old man's erhu skills were indeed extraordinary, and the little girl's voice was also very good. The tragic ballad was very touching. Zhang Xiaofeng and others couldn't help but pay attention to the two of them.

When Zhang Xiaofeng looked at the little girl, he found that the little girl was also looking at him. They suddenly looked at each other, and the little girl's face suddenly turned red with embarrassment. She hurriedly hid behind the old man and did not dare to look up. Zhang Xiaofeng also found it very funny.

But he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. His fair skin and extremely delicate little oval face were extremely cute.

"Sir, how old is the little girl?" the middle-aged immortal master said suddenly. He didn't pay attention to the two of them at first, but after playing the song, he opened his eyes and took a look. The little girl next to the old man had very good bones and spiritual veins.

He has a very good talent for spreading. Although he cannot accept Zhang Xiaofeng, the little girl in front of him is also an excellent candidate, and he can't help but have the idea of ​​accepting her as his disciple.

"My little girl is now eight years old. Her parents died early, and she is also a miserable person. Now that I am old, I can only take her around, hoping to find something to eat. But if something unexpected happens, I will

What should I do with my granddaughter? Thanks to your invitation, I would like to boldly ask if you can take my granddaughter as a servant. I will be satisfied if she can have enough food and clothing." Among the distinguished guests in the front hall,
Chapter completed!