Chapter 1579: Become a Disciple

In this way, she would not have to worry about Leng Shaoting encountering other powerful cultivators.

Now, Leng Shaoting's cultivation has improved, and his previous night pearl can no longer cover up the mysterious energy in his body.

Only when one’s cultivation level reaches a higher level can one conceal one’s own mysterious energy.

“Endless delicious food, endless fine wine, endless delicious food, endless fine wine…” The old man seemed to be brainwashed by this sentence and couldn't get rid of it. Moreover, he really wanted to have endless delicious food and endless fine wine.

He obviously wasn't hungry, but after hearing these words, he felt very hungry and felt like he would die if he didn't eat.

"Yes, there is endless delicious food to eat and endless fine wine to drink." Gu Ning said.

"Okay, okay, I promise you, I will accept him as my apprentice and go with you. Bring it here, bring the roast chicken, I want to eat, I want to eat..." In order to eat, the old man compromised. If he didn't compromise, he could not bear it anymore.

Besides, they all have to become disciples anyway. It's a rare opportunity for them to come, and it's a rare opportunity for him to eat here. What's the point? He might as well go with them.

Now, Gu Ning was happy, and so was Leng Shaoting.

"It's not enough to just agree verbally. You have to go through the ceremony of becoming a disciple." Gu Ning said. Since they wanted to become a disciple, they had to be formal. If they were perfunctory, it would seem that they didn't take it seriously.

"That's what I told you! Becoming a disciple is too much trouble. You guys..." Upon hearing what Gu Ning said, the old man wanted to cry, but when he thought of food, he had no choice but to compromise: "Forget it, forget it. How do you do it? You tell me, you tell me."

"It's not a big deal actually. You sit down first..." Gu Ning said, taking a stool from the side and letting the old man sit down.

Although the old man couldn't wait to eat, he knew that if he didn't listen to Gu Ning, he would not get any food, so he had to suppress his restless and anxious heart and sat down as Gu Ning said.

Then, Gu Ning continued, "I'm afraid you can't wait to make tea now, so take the beggar's chicken as a gift to your teacher! I can tell you, he has a lot of money, so if you become his master, I guarantee you will have endless food and wine in the future. But as a master, you also have to give gifts. The importance of the gift is secondary. The main thing is to express your affirmation of your apprentice, don't you agree?"

"Yes, yes, yes, okay, stop talking nonsense and hurry up!" The old man was getting very impatient, he was getting more and more greedy the more he talked.

As for the gifts for his apprentice, there are many things he doesn't want. Let alone one, he wouldn't feel sorry even if he was given ten, because there is no use for him to keep them.

Gu Ning didn't say anything more and took out the beggar's chicken. The old man's eyes lit up when he saw it and he wanted to grab it, but he held back because it was the boy's gift to his teacher.

A boy? Leng Shaoting, a man in his twenties, is nothing more than a boy in front of him, who is hundreds of years old!

Gu Ning handed the beggar's chicken to Leng Shaoting. Fearing that Leng Shaoting didn't know what to do, he instructed, "Shaoting, take it and kneel down to pay homage."

Gu Ning didn't know whether Leng Shaoting had ever knelt to anyone except his parents in his life, but Gu Ning knew that Leng Shaoting was not the kind of arrogant and stubborn person who felt humiliated by kneeling to others.

Besides, this old man is no other than a master. Once he kneels down, he becomes his master. A master is like a father, so kneeling down is no big deal.

She thought it was no big deal, so she asked Leng Shaoting to kneel down, because only by kneeling down could it appear formal and respectful.

Leng Shaoting naturally didn't think it was a big deal. If he wanted the other party to take him to practice and teach him martial arts, he naturally had to show sincerity.

Leng Shaoting took the beggar's chicken, then walked up to the old man, knelt down, and said very sincerely: "Disciple Leng Shaoting, I pay my respects to the Master."

"Okay, okay," the old man replied, and then he snatched the beggar's chicken, and then he waved his right hand and threw something out, which landed in Leng Shaoting's hand: "A gift for you, the Qiankun bag, the first drop of blood on it will be the master."

After saying that, the old man peeled off the dirt and tin foil that wrapped the beggar's chicken, looked like a starving ghost, and started eating like crazy, ignoring Leng Shaoting.

Qiankun bag, of course they knew what a Qiankun bag was, it was a space! It could store things, but it could only store inanimate objects.

However, Gu Ning and Leng Shaoting had no idea how big the space in this Qiankun bag was, because not every Qiankun bag had the same space.

Moreover, Qiankun bags are also very different. Some can recognize their owners, while some cannot.

If you acknowledge the master, only you can use it, and the contract will not be terminated until you die.

The Qiankun bag that does not recognize its owner can be used as long as you know the spell.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation that only extremely high-level masters are qualified to own a Qiankun bag. However, this Qiankun bag does not belong to them for a lifetime; it belongs to them even after they die.

As long as there is a cultivator who defeats them and asks them for the Qiankun bag, they must give it to them.

Therefore, having a Qiankun bag also means that you need to accept challenges at any time. If you want to keep the Qiankun bag, you must have extremely strong strength.

However, if the cultivator who possesses the Qiankun bag would rather die than reveal the spell of the Qiankun bag, then it will be useless even if he obtains it.

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"Thank you, Master," Leng Shaoting thanked him. Although his expression didn't change much, his joy was obvious, mainly because he was extremely happy in his heart.

The old man was busy eating and did not respond to Leng Shaoting. Of course, there was nothing to worry about.

Gu Ning immediately took out the knife and handed it to Leng Shaoting: "Quick, try dripping blood."

Leng Shaoting couldn't wait any longer. He took the knife and cut a small cut on his hand. Blood then flowed out and Leng Shaoting dripped it onto the Qiankun bag.

Blood dripped onto the Qiankun bag, and the Qiankun bag flashed red and then disappeared.

Leng Shaoting felt his head confused for a moment, then returned to normal. He then looked at the Qiankun bag and saw a space that was two meters long, wide, and two meters high, but there was nothing inside.

At this time, the old man was eating, smacking his lips, and said, "I made this Qiankun bag myself. I haven't used it yet, so there's nothing in it. If you want to put something in it, just use your consciousness."

Did he practice this Qiankun bag? Gu Ning and Leng Shaoting were surprised and admired after hearing this. What a high level of cultivation this must be!

It’s not too high, but it’s very high anyway.

Because Gu Ning is not a cultivator, he has no idea of ​​a cultivator's cultivation level. He can only sense the strength of the other person's cultivation level from his aura, but he has no idea how strong or weak the cultivation level is.

Although Leng Shaoting is a cultivator, his cultivation level is relatively low, so he cannot see the old man's cultivation level at all.

(End of this chapter)