Zui Xian suddenly turned around and said these words.
Su Fan was stunned. He, who was looked down upon even by a young monk from Tianyuan Sect who was selecting his disciples, was actually asked to be his disciple by the number one man in Tianyuan County with huge profit.
However, reason eventually defeated ecstasy. Being a disciple of Zui Xian has the obligations of being a disciple of Zui Xian. Su Fan didn't think he could bear it.
"I have a master." Su Fan said these four words apologetically. Although he didn't understand Zui Xian's intention of accepting him as his disciple, Su Fan could only refuse.
Zui Xian did not expect Su Fan to answer like this. Almost no one would refuse such a benefit.
He raised his eyes to look at Su Fan and said hurriedly: "There are not many monks in Tianyuan Junhua state of mind, or at least I have not seen them. Although I have stopped at cultivation, with my remaining thousand years of life, I can definitely help you reach it.
Transform the state of mind.”
Su Fan was silent. This was indeed a great opportunity. Zuixian succeeded in transforming his mind, so he had experience. This experience was extremely valuable to every monk.
With these experiences, you can avoid many detours during practice and increase your chances of transforming your mind by at least three levels.
But, is it acceptable? What about the old man in purple? That’s also Master. How heavy is that kindness? It’s heavier than a mountain.
Su Fan shook his head silently, bowed his head deeply and remained silent.
Zui Xian's face was obviously angry, but he still said kindly: "The Corpse Valley's ten thousand-year foundation and its spiritual veins are too numerous to count. There are so many hidden treasures, I'll give them to you."
Su Fan raised his head and looked at Zuixian carefully. His handsome face was even inferior to that of a woman. The powerful and powerful old man in red needed to be committed as a slave.
What's the purpose? Su Fan couldn't figure it out.
"I have learned ancient restraints, and can create a shocking formation with the wave of my hand. It doesn't matter if you learn it and fight with the Nascent Soul Stage."
Zui Xian's pale face became even paler, and his angry look became even more irritated. He almost yelled and said: "Whatever request you have, just ask. I will grant you three wishes, as long as I can do it."
Su Fan did not doubt the authenticity of the three wishes, and his ability to transform his mind into an almost immortal state. Except for saving his parents, there was probably no wish that Su Fan could not satisfy.
Su Fan said calmly: "I have a master who treats me very well. I will never abandon him in this life."
Zui Xian lowered his head. He was not willing to let people abandon his master. The dilemma stumped him.
Su Fan cupped his fists towards Zuixian, bowed, turned and walked out of the forest.
"What if he is not as good as you think, or is he just using you?" Zuixian's words only made Su Fan pause for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal and disappeared into the forest.
The Zuixian in the forest was extremely confused. Even the old man in red would be moved by such benefits, let alone Su Fan. But what was it that supported Su Fan's insistence on not changing.
There was a slight tremor in the forest, and the old man in purple walked out, with a satisfied smile on his face, but also a bit of worry.
Zui Xian turned his back to the old man in purple and sneered: "You really have a good apprentice."
The old man in purple smiled dryly and said: "Sir's three disciples are also extraordinary."
Zuixian turned around and said, "If Ziyun was still here, wouldn't you be even more arrogant?"
The old man in purple put on a smile and said, "If Ziyun was here, maybe Su Fan wouldn't be found."
Zuixian poured down another glass of wine, and this time he drank it as soon as he fell down. While drinking, he murmured: "If it weren't for Ziyun, I probably wouldn't have looked at him, but after a few glances, I found that he was better than Ziyun."
Cloud is twice as good, not many times better."
The old man in purple said calmly: "Sir, I just looked at him a few times. Although Mr. Du is doing things for others, I'm afraid he is just looking at him in my eyes."
Zuixian expressed his acquiescence and continued: "I didn't expect that he could see the rain when I saved Xiaofeng."
The old man in purple sat down casually and said, "Sir, maybe you didn't expect that he would have discovered me in the bamboo forest."
Zui Xian was startled, but this was another thing that shocked him. Although this forest was simple, it was not easy for others to see through.
The old man in purple clothes continued: "But sir, don't worry, he refused to marry you just because he saw me."
Zui Xian affirmed: "I believe this, he is not that pretentious person."
The old man in purple smiled and said with a smile: "Mr., could it be that you already have a love for talents?"
Zui Xian frowned and said, "What talents does he have that make him worthy of my love? Ridiculous."
The old man in purple put away his smile and said: "I'm worried about his safety. Now this is probably the safest place in Tianyuan County."
Zui Xian nodded and sighed: "I can't participate in external affairs. If a disciple dies, I can still repay the debt they owe to the Wuming child."
The old man in purple said: "Sir, do you know what I mean when I say it's safe here?"
Zui Xian suddenly narrowed his pupils and whispered: "Could it be them?"
The old man in purple said: "The messenger is really not easy to deal with. My senior brother, the old man in red, will not have many good days left."
Zui Xian had a hint of timidity in his eyes and said, "Please don't reveal my hiding place, little friend."
The old man in purple gave a bitter smile and said: "Sir, what are you talking about? I would also like to ask you to help the younger generation look after the disciples."
Zuixian's expression softened slightly, and he continued: "What about you? Do you really want to continue?"
The old man in purple clasped his fists towards Zui Xian and said in a deep voice: "If this junior dies unfortunately, please ask senior to return my bones to the Zi Ancestral Hall."
Zui Xian sat back at the small table, looking at the disappearing purple shadow and the two purple shadows leaving at different times, with mixed feelings in his heart.
…
Zui Xianju was still deserted. Su Fan glanced at the lazy face of the waiter Xiao Liu and unconsciously thought of the little Liu Shaoyu.
So Su Fan went to talk to Xiao Liu intentionally or unintentionally. Xiao Liu was quite polite to Su Fan, at least much more polite than the old man in gray.
"Xiao Liu, how long have you been coming to Zuixianju?"
"It's almost a hundred years ago."
"Then you are also a monk."
"Yes, I practiced with my brother."
"Oh? You still have an older brother at home. That's great. You have someone to rely on."
"No matter what I rely on, I don't even know where my brother is."
When he said this, Su Fan clearly felt that Xiao Liu was slightly excited.
"Where is your brother? Did he go to Xianyou?"
"Xianyou? He might have been killed by bad guys a long time ago."
"Then your brother's cultivation level must not be high."
"Nonsense, he has a very high level of cultivation and is called Mr. Crazy...Have you ever heard of Mr. Crazy?...He is amazing."
Su Fan didn't know how to answer. He wanted to find out some information about Liu Shaoyu, but he didn't expect that his younger brother was also a little crazy.
He kept talking back and forth with the same tone, no matter what he said. When he said that his brother was very powerful, he suddenly became very excited, but just that sentence, he was very powerful, and there was nothing else.