Unexpectedly, the great monk and Huiyi Old Dao released his grip on Ye Tianlong when he heard this. Ye Tianlong fell to the ground and landed on his buttocks, causing him to touch his buttocks with his teeth and grin.
Ye Tianlong said: "You two, you can't cherish the younger generation a little, you both broke your ass!"
Ye Tianlong rubbed his butt and got up and said, "Two ancestors, don't you need to grab me if you want to eat roast horse meat?"
The monk said: "You want roast horse meat, and you want it too!"
Ye Tianlong said, "What do you want me to do, can't I give you all those horses?"
If he fell into the hands of these two old monsters, he lowered himself and begged.
The two old guys seemed to be okay, walked to the table and sat down again, holding up their hands and drinking tea.
Standing there, sitting and not standing or watching, the great monk said: "Stupid boy, what are you doing standing there? Sit down and let's talk!"
The old man in Huiyi drank tea, looked at Ye Tianlong and the monk, and did not speak.
Ye Tianlong asked, "Two old ancestors, I will give you all the big black horses and let it go, okay?"
The old man in gray clothes glanced at the great monk, and when he drank tea, he ignored his stubble at all. Ye Tianlong saw that the old man in gray clothes ignored his stubble, and turned his head to look at the great monk.
The monk looked at Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong's heart straightened.
Ye Tianlong asked, "Is it okay? The old man is saying something?"
Hearing these words, the monk said: "Boy, that's good!"
Ye Tianlong opened his mouth and said, "Old Na thinks you are good, worship me as a teacher, right?"
Ye Tianlong did not say anything for a long time.
"Why, do you still dare to be an apprentice with me?" the great monk said angrily.
Ye Tianlong said: "Old ancestors, we haven't given us the Ye family yet, and we have inherited the clan from generation to generation. I can't be a monk.
Ye Tianlong heard that the great monk wanted to accept himself as an apprentice, and knew that he was not in danger of life, so he had some confidence in speaking.
The monk said: "Little bastard, how many people want my old man to accept them as apprentices, you still don't want to."
The old gray clothes said, "Old bald donkey, what a great task he thinks he is, the result?"
The old monk listened to the words of the old man in gray and sat on the side in silence, sulking.
The old man in gray said angrily: "I can't, can you?"
The old man in gray said, "I didn't say again, I want to accept someone as an apprentice!"
"You didn't say that, it's not that you don't want it. If you don't want it, you won't grab it from me just now." The great monk said.
The old man in gray said, "This little bastard is right. If you want to be an apprentice, there is no way you can steal it."
The monk said: "Little bastard, you are my apprentice, and I will pass on all my skills to you, how about it?"
The great monk asked, "Little bastard, do you want to say something?"
Ye Tianlong heard that he wanted to accept himself as his apprentice, and he couldn't afford to offend him, but he promised them that he felt a little sorry for the miscellaneous master.
The monk asked again: "Little bastard, are you willing to do so?"
Ye Tianlong said: "It's okay to be your apprentice, but you have to get my master's consent. Without the master's consent, I won't do anything to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor."
As soon as the great monk heard this, his face immediately became gloomy, and said: "Your master is there, I will find him who is better than him, who will be your master?"
"I don't know when I will be back." Ye Tianlong said.
When the monk heard this, his heart was cold for a while, and he sat down and sipped his tea with his mouth.
The old man in gray asked, "Little donor, don't you tell who he is?"
"Old man, you didn't tell me either!" Ye Tianlong said.
Huiyi said: "He is the Songshan Shaolin Temple. The Arhat Hall presides over and is in charge of the Arhat Hall. He has 36 stunts and is the great good fortune of his apprentice!"
Ye Tianlong said: "Unexpectedly, you are still a high monk. It's not that I don't want to be your apprentice. I can't help it."
When the great monk heard Ye Tianlong's words, he immediately asked, "Why is that?"
Ye Tianlong said: "I can't recognize someone else as a master without the master's permission; and I can't practice martial arts at all."
As soon as Ye Tianlong said this, the great monk and the old man in gray looked at Ye Tianlong, and the old man in gray asked, "You can't practice martial arts, how can it be..."
The great monk didn't wait for the old man in gray to finish speaking, and said: "Hunboy, you don't need to be my apprentice, so don't talk nonsense and fool my old man, right?"
Ye Tianlong said: "I'm serious, I can't practice martial arts, and my master can't do anything. Practice has no effect. Master went out to travel to find out why."
Listening to Ye Tianlong's words, the great monk and the old man in Huiyi looked at each other and said, "Old Zaomao, do you know there is such a person?"
The old man Huiyi sighed and said, "I have never heard of it, but it's not that I don't have it."
The great monk said: "The kid isn't blindfolded to me. You said you can't practice martial arts with your skill. Who can believe this?"
The old monk in gray clothes looked at Ye Tianlong, and Ye Tianlong said, "This is true, and I don't want to be like this either!"
The old way of Huiyi walked up to Ye Tianlong and said: "Give me your hand, let me take your pulse." In an unquestionable tone, Ye Tianlong stretched out his arm, the old way of Huiyi put his hand on the vein door, letting Huiyi The old way gave him his pulse.
Ye Tianlong always wanted to know why he couldn't practice, and he waited nervously...
"Old miscellaneous hair, what's it like?" the great monk asked.
"Old bald donkey, what are you worried about, this kid's pulse is indeed a bit weird," said the old man in gray.
"What's weird?" the great monk asked.
"What are you in a hurry?" The old man in gray said angrily.
The great monk couldn't wait any longer, he stood up and grabbed Ye Tianlong's other hand with one hand, and gave him the pulse.
After a long time, the old man in gray clothes sighed and said, "What a pity!"
The great monk's internal force was transferred into Ye Tianlong's body. It didn't take long for him to look like he was stung by a scorpion. He quickly let go of his hand and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. He frowned and sat at the table without fail. On the side of the chair.
The old man in grey clothes was surprised to see the monk, and asked, "Old bald donkey, what's wrong?"
"It's weird!" said the great monk.
The old man in gray clothes looked at the great monk, and for a long time the old monk stared at the old man in gray clothes and cursed: "Old bald donkey, do you dare to shame me?"
The gray clothes said old-fashioned: "I can't blame me, you want to check him, how can you blame me."
The monk said: "Little bastard, you don't know your own physical condition, don't worry about yourself, I think your kid is impatient to live, right!"
Ye Tianlong said: "I can't practice martial arts, or else how can you two be my opponents."
When the great monk heard Ye Tianlong's words, he said, "Little bastard, you really don't know how to live or die."
Huiyi said in an old way: "Old bald donkey, why am I stupid this time?"
The great monk listened to the old-fashioned sarcasm and said, "Old miscellaneous hair, do you have a way for this physique?"