"Why?!" Zhan Ziyang seemed very puzzled, and then asked another question, "But my roots, seniors can't look down on me?!"
"No!" The old man shook his head and sighed, and refused again and said: "Although your bones are not the best, you are still a rare martial arts wizard, and your attribute is gold, so you can train me.
Zhufeng's technique, but the resentment on your body is too heavy, I can't accept you!"
"Senior, please accept me as your disciple. As long as I can avenge my family, I am willing to sacrifice everything!"
Unexpectedly, after listening to the old man's words, Zhan Ziyang not only did not waver at all, but also strengthened his determination to become a disciple.
He kept kowtowing to the old man in front of him, and even the ground was touched by Zhan Ziyang's head, which made a slight sound. A faint trace of blood appeared on Zhan Ziyang's forehead.
Zhan Ziyang knows that he can see through the attributes contained in the opponent's body at a glance. Only a person with advanced cultivation can do this easily.
Therefore, Zhan Ziyang does not want to miss this rare opportunity
"Huh!" Suddenly the old man in front of Zhan Ziyang let out a heavy cold snort. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and his words became colder. He scolded Zhan Ziyang: "What do you think I am, Xuan Yuzi?"
Man, if I say I won’t take it, I won’t take it. If you are willing to kneel, then just keep kneeling!”
After that, Xuan Yuzi ignored Zhan Ziyang's pleas, turned around and left with an angry look.
Looking at Xuan Yuzi's leaving figure, Zhan Ziyang's eyes flashed with determination, and he secretly swore in his heart that he must succeed in becoming a disciple, otherwise he would rather die on his knees here than get up.
The next morning, a ray of warm sunshine passed through the window of the house and shone on Zhan Ziyang, who was still kneeling on the ground and fell asleep from time to time.
Opening his sleepy eyes, Zhan Ziyang stretched greatly and said to himself: "It feels so comfortable!"
After that, Zhan Ziyang's bright eyes began to search carefully in this small house.
"Really, we don't even have any food. Such a big Qingyun Sect wouldn't be so stingy!" Zhan Ziyang showed a hint of dissatisfaction and rubbed his stomach, which was growling incessantly and protesting in a low voice.
, complained dissatisfiedly
"Whizzing!"
At this time, two piercing sounds came and stopped outside the house where Zhan Ziyang was, accompanied by the voices of a man and a woman.
"Junior sister, my uncle should be talking about this room?!"
A young man standing on a golden stone plate that was as big as a millstone floating in the sky said softly to a girl next to him who stood on a flaming flying sword and had an extraordinary temperament.
"Well, it should be right here. Senior brother, let's go down and have a look!" The girl with the flaming flying sword on her feet, holding a food box in her hand, glanced at the man beside her and suggested.
"good!"
The man nodded slightly, and then he and the woman slowly descended from the air and walked toward the house in front of them.
Zhan Ziyang looked at the door with some confusion, wondering who came here. Of course, Zhan Ziyang heard the voices coming from outside the house clearly!
"Squeak!"
The door opened slightly, and a young girl and a handsome man walked in together.
The man, wearing a black gown, has a slender figure and a delicate appearance. His hair is black, hanging casually behind his back. His eyes are bright and deep, making people unpredictable. From time to time, he has flashes of light. He is obviously a martial arts master.
It's just that there is always a sense of arrogance lingering around him, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.
The girl next to her was in sharp contrast to him. She was wearing a pink dress, with a hint of intelligence in her eyes. Her hair was combed high and tied into a long ponytail, and her facial features were exquisite.
, the curves are hazy. Although the girl is not very beautiful, she always makes people feel a sense of intimacy and innocence, which makes people feel refreshing.
Zhan Ziyang looked at the man and woman who suddenly walked in. He was a little confused and asked, "Who are you? What's the matter here?!"
The man in black, with a flash of doubt in his eyes, looked at Zhan Ziyang who had been kneeling there, and did not answer his question immediately. Instead, he observed carefully for a while and then asked slowly: "Are you Zhan Ziyang?"
?!"
"Yes, I dare to ask you two...?!" Zhan Ziyang nodded affirmatively, then looked at the two of them strangely, and asked again
"Oh, my name is Yue Wu Meng, and this is my senior brother, Nangong Yin!" The girl in a pink dress, who had not spoken yet, showed a cute smile and answered first.
"Oh!" Zhan Ziyang nodded lightly, and then he was still a little strange, and asked again: "Fairy Yue, Brother Nangong, what do you two want here?!"
"Hehe, you little guy, what you say is really interesting, but I am not a fairy. Seeing that you are so well-behaved, I allow you to call me sister!"
Yue Wu Meng did not answer Zhan Ziyang's question, but suddenly walked up to Zhan Ziyang, like an elder, patted Zhan Ziyang's forehead, and joked