In this case, she wouldn't have to worry about Leng Shaoting meeting other powerful cultivators.
Now, Leng Shaoting's cultivation level has risen, and the night pearl he had before can no longer cover the profound energy in his body.
Only when one's cultivation is higher can one hide one's own profound energy.
"Endless food, endless wine, endless food, endless wine..." The old man seemed to be brainwashed by this sentence and couldn't get rid of it. Moreover, he really wanted to There is endless food to eat and endless wine to drink.
He obviously wouldn't be hungry, but after hearing this, he felt so hungry that he would die if he didn't eat.
"Yes, endless food and endless wine." Gu Ning said.
"Okay, okay, I promise you, I will accept him as my disciple and follow you. Bring him, bring him the roasted chicken, I want to eat, I want to eat..." In order to eat, the old man compromised. He couldn't stand the compromise.
And since he has to become a disciple anyway, it’s rare for them to come and it’s rare for him to eat. 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 agree verbally. You also have to go through the apprenticeship ceremony." Gu Ning said, since you want to become an apprentice, it should be more formal. If you do it perfunctory, it would be too disrespectful.
"I'm just telling you! Becoming a disciple is too troublesome, you..." As soon as he heard Gu Ning's words, the old man burst into tears, but when he thought about food, he could only compromise: " That’s all, you tell me how to do it, you tell me.”
"Actually, it's not troublesome. 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 wouldn't get anything to eat, so he had no choice but to suppress his restless and eager heart and listen to Gu Ning and sit down.
Then, Gu Ning continued: "I'm afraid you can't wait to make tea now, so let's take the beggar's chicken just now as a tribute to my master! I can tell you, he has a lot of money, so he became his master. From now on, I guarantee that you will have endless food and endless wine. However, as a master, you must also give gifts. The importance of gifts is secondary, and the main thing is to express your affirmation to the apprentice, don’t you think?"
"Yes, yes, yes, okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up!" The old man was extremely impatient, and he was getting more and more greedy as he was being talked about.
As for the gifts given to his disciples, there were many things he didn't want. He wouldn't feel pity if he gave them to ten, let alone one, because it would be useless for him to keep them.
Gu Ning took out the beggar's chicken without saying any more. Seeing this, the old man's eyes lit up and he wanted to grab it, but he held back because it was a tribute to the boy's apprentice.
Boy doll
Leng Shaoting, a man in his twenties, is just a baby in front of him, a man who is several hundred years old!
Gu Ning handed the beggar's chicken to Leng Shaoting. He was afraid that Leng Shaoting didn't know how to do it, so he told him, "Shao Ting, take it and kneel down and bow."
Gu Ning didn't know whether Leng Shaoting had ever knelt down to anyone other than his parents in his life, but Gu Ning knew that Leng Shaoting was not the kind of arrogant and stubborn person who thought it was okay to kneel down to others. Will be humiliated.
Besides, this old man is not someone else. Once he kneels down and worships, he is the master. The master is like the father, so it is no big deal if he kneels down.
She thought it was no big deal, so she asked Leng Shaoting to kneel down, because only by kneeling down would it look formal and respectful.
Naturally, Leng Shaoting didn't think it was a big deal. If he wanted the other party to lead him to practice and teach him martial arts, he had to show his sincerity.
Leng Shaoting took the beggar's chicken, then walked to the old man, knelt down, and said very sincerely: "Disciple Leng Shaoting, pay your respects to the master."
"Okay, okay," the old man responded, and then he grabbed the beggar's chicken, and then waved his right hand, and something was thrown out, and it fell into Leng Shaoting's hand: "The gift for you, the Qiankun bag, the first drop of blood is in Just take care of it." After saying that, the old man peeled off the soil and tinfoil wrapping the beggar's chicken, looked like he was reincarnated from starvation, and started eating like crazy, ignoring Leng Shaoting.
The Qiankun Bag, of course they know what the Qiankun Bag is, it is space! It can store things, but it can only store dead objects.
It's just that Gu Ning and Leng Shaoting don't know how big the space of the Universe Bag is, because not every Universe Bag has the same space.
Moreover, the Qiankun bags are also very different. Some can recognize their owners and some cannot.
If you recognize the owner, only you can use it, and the contract will not be terminated until death.
If you don't recognize the Lord's Qiankun Bag, you can use it as long as you know the spell.
There is a saying in the world of cultivation that only extremely high masters are qualified to own the Qiankun Bag. However, this Qiankun Bag does not belong to them for life. It will belong to them even after they die.
As long as there are cultivators who defeat them and ask for the Qiankun Bag, they must give it to them.
Therefore, having the Qiankun Bag also means that you need to accept challenges at any time. If you want to hold the Qiankun Bag, you must have particularly strong strength.
However, if the cultivator who owns the Qiankun Bag would rather die than say the spell of the Qiankun Bag, then even if he gets it, it will be useless.
"Thank you, Master," Leng Shaoting thanked him. Although his expression did not 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 the knife and handed it to Leng Shaoting: "Quick, let's try with some blood."
Leng Shaoting couldn't wait any longer. He took the knife and made a small cut in his hand. Then the blood overflowed and Leng Shaoting dripped onto the Qiankun bag.
Blood dripped on the Qiankun Bag, which flashed red and then disappeared.
Leng Shaoting felt his head was dazed for a moment, and then returned to normal. Then he looked at the Qiankun Bag and saw a space with a length of two meters, a width of two meters, and a height of two meters, but there was nothing inside.
At this time, the old man was eating, smashing his mouth, and said: "I made this Qiankun Bag by myself. I haven't used it yet, so there is nothing in it. Whatever you want to put in it, you can just use your consciousness. ”
Did he practice this Qiankun Bag? Gu Ning and Leng Shaoting were both surprised and admired after hearing this. What a high level of cultivation this must be!
No matter how high it is, it is very high anyway.
Because Gu Ning is not a cultivator, he cannot tell the cultivation level of a cultivator at all. He can only feel the strength of the other person's cultivation level from his breath. As for how strong or weak he is, he doesn't know.
Although Leng Shaoting was a cultivator, his cultivation level was relatively low, so he couldn't see the old man's cultivation level at all.
(End of chapter)