Chapter 14: Accepting and sending off disciples


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  "I don't need the teacher, so you'd better save yourself the trouble!"

  The little black turtle was not polite at all. Although it is relatively weak now, it is a holy beast after all, so it will naturally have the arrogance of a holy beast!

  "What?"

  The old man exclaimed, unable to believe his ears. He never thought that a little black turtle in the mountains could actually withstand the temptation of strength and reject him as a teacher!

  "I have my own way to become a strong person, and I don't need your guidance at all. If you really want to accept a disciple, then consider Baopu." The little black turtle pointed its front paw at Zhou Baopu, who had not yet woken up,

  constructively said.

  "Hmph! You underestimate me too much. How can I accept anyone as my disciple?"

  The old man blew a breath, his beard fluttered, his eyes widened, and he stared at the little mysterious turtle, thinking You need to see clearly what the little black turtle is thinking.

  Not only did he avoid such a good opportunity, but he gave it to others. Did he get kicked in the head by a donkey?
  "I want to know what you really think. Why don't you want me to be your teacher? You have to know that you are invulnerable to all poisons. If you learn medicine from me and become an alchemist, then you will really become famous. It's spread far and wide!"

  "Then tell me, what benefits will it bring if I worship you as my teacher?"

  Seeing that the old man still didn't give up, the little black turtle simply told him to give up!
  "Think about it, after you become famous, whether it's beauty, money, power, or status, what do you want, won't you get it? And, I can also refine the elixir for you, so that you can You should take shape as soon as possible!"

  "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in anything you say. So, you'd better find someone else." Seeing

  the little black turtle being so determined, the old man felt as if he had eaten a fart, and his heart tightened uncomfortably. , I originally thought that the little black turtle would become a disciple immediately, but who knew it would be such a completely opposite result!
  The old man was very unwilling. If the other party refused to agree, he would have to beg. Although the old man always liked to play rogue, at this time, the other party was a mysterious turtle after all, and he was already over a hundred years old, and one of his legs was already gone. After stepping into the crack of the coffin, how could it be so easy to attack?

  However, the end is approaching. If there is no one to pass on his lifelong research and his lifelong achievements will be buried in the loess, how can the old man be willing to do so?
  "Pfft...!"

  The old man knelt on the ground directly, and begged the little turtle pitifully: "Good boy, just obey me and accept me as your teacher! If you accept me as your teacher , I will be very old, and I will definitely make you into a legend on the Blood Sacrifice Continent!"

  After saying that, he knocked his head to the ground. After three clicks, the little black turtle finally realized what happened. matter?
  Isn't kowtow the disciple's salute to the teacher?

  What did the old man mean by giving him this great gift?
  The little mysterious turtle was completely confused. Not long after integrating into human society, not to mention understanding the old man's urgent mood, the little mysterious turtle became even more confused.

  Although Zhou Baopu did not open his eyes, he had regained consciousness long ago. He was listening to the strange conversation between the two, and he was quickly imagining what happened. A smile spread on his lips.

  At this time, the injury on Zhou Baopu's back had disappeared, but a black-purple stain on his back still remained, reminding him of the crisis he had experienced!
  The old man looked at the confused eyes of the little Xuan Turtle, and started to feel hesitant. It was all happening. He was already like this, and the little Xuan Turtle didn't spit out his words. Wasn't he deliberately watching his joke?

  "Look, if I accept you as my apprentice, how will I deal with you?"

  Although he thought so in his heart, the old man did not dare to say this. After all, the little black turtle did not have the consciousness to recognize him as a teacher at all. He was just dumbfounded. I looked at him kneeling on the ground in confusion!

  With his eyes spinning blankly, the old man took a storage bag from his waist and took out one thing after another. While taking it out, he was introducing it!

  "This is the body-protecting armor, which can withstand a thousand kilograms of force; this is the body-refining elixir, which can directly make people under the blood spirit rise a small level; this is the Xuan-level blood-training technique, which can increase The condensation of blood...!"

  Finally, the old man felt that there was nothing to show off, so he said: "If you can worship me as your teacher, these things will be yours. What do you think?" The little black

  turtle looked at it. I didn’t say anything about these, I didn’t understand them at all, so how could they be so shocking?
  Looking at the little black turtle like an iceberg that is thousands of years old, there is no reaction at all, which is simply abnormal!
  "Could it be that this Xuan Turtle is a fool?"

  At this time, the old man could not tolerate doubting that if he was not a fool, how could he remain indifferent to such a huge temptation?

  What the old man didn't know was that in this remote village, the Blood Disciple was an almost legendary existence, let alone something at the level of practicing martial arts?
  However, although Zhou Baopu did not know this, it did not affect one thing, that is, he had already guessed that the old man could lead him on the path of blood refining!
  Regardless of the pain in his body, Zhou Baopu got up, knelt down to the old man, and begged: "Senior, please have mercy on me and lead me to the path of blood refining!" As he said that, he kowtowed three times, bang bang bang

  ... ..., it rang in the old man’s heart every time!
  He was shocked. The old man had never thought that Zhou Baopu could wake up within an hour. He couldn't help but be impressed by Zhou Baopu's physique!
  "It's a pity that he is not the one who is immune to all poisons. Otherwise, how wonderful it would be!"

  While sighing, the old man spread his fingers on Zhou Baopu's head, closed his eyes, and opened them again after a moment. When he opened it, a bright green light flashed through him, and then he said helplessly: "The power of mind is too low to be suitable for my medicine. You and I are not destined to be masters and disciples!" The old man originally thought, if it is still not satisfactory

  , He accepted Zhou Baopu. After all, that way, his inheritance would have its end. How could he know that Zhou Baopu's telepathy was too low. He might not even be able to remember the shape and properties of the most basic medicinal herbs. How could he ask for further progress? What about the development?
  When Zhou Baopu heard what the old man said, he was naturally unwilling to give up the opportunity to embark on the journey of blood refining and just missed it!
  In his eyes, the little black turtle is only living here temporarily and will leave soon. And if he wants to embark on the path of blood refining, he must rely on others to guide him!
  But now, the appearance of the old man finally gave him hope. How could he give up so easily?
  "Bang bang bang...!"

  This time it was not as simple as three ringings. Zhou Baopu's head kept hitting the rocky ground, not caring that the skin on his forehead had been broken!
  Looking at the stubborn black turtle in front of him, the old man didn't express anything. It was not that the old man was cruel, but that he knew that even if he asked Zhou Baopu to become his disciple, Zhou Baopu would not have any outstanding achievements.

  Since you have to disappoint him after giving him hope, then don’t give him hope at all!
  This was what the old man was thinking, and it was also the reason why he refused to accept Zhou Baopu as his disciple.

  Who would have thought that at this moment, the little mysterious turtle who had been watching all this silently spoke up: "Old man, if you accept Pu as your disciple, I will also accept you as my master. How about accepting me as my disciple?"

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