Jin Pingyue was embarrassed by what Lin Qingfeng said. Although she was a lot older, her face without any wrinkles was still red.
"Brother Lin, it was all my fault in the past. As long as you help me take the lead and don't let the smelly monk take my apprentice away, I will call you Brother Lin every day from now on."
Before Lin Qingfeng could say anything, the drunken monk snorted with disdain and said, "Isn't it embarrassing for someone who is so old and buried up to his neck in dirt to use a beauty trick?"
"Shut up if I want you to take care of it!" Jin Pingyue glared at him fiercely. [
The drunk monk ignored it, looked at Lin Qingfeng, and said sincerely, "Qingfeng, we have been friends for decades. We have been together through life and death countless times. I have never asked for anything from you. This time, I just ask you not to interfere! I have accepted this apprentice!"
"Bah! What you are doing is simply robbery and a robber!"
The drunk monk raised his head and said, "Whatever you say! Anyway, I will never let go of this apprentice."
"Ha! Drunk monk, do you want to taste the power of my 'San Ping Zhui Xin'?" Jin Pingyue frowned and raised the sword in her hand.
The drunken monk held the alms bowl in his hand across his chest and said, "Will my purple and gold alms bowl still be afraid of you?"
Seeing that these two people were about to fight, Lin Qingfeng was very surprised. He couldn't help but cast his eyes on Qin Dong, wanting to see what was so surprising about Qin Dong that he could make the two of them lose their grace so much.
It didn't matter at this glance, Lin Qingfeng's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. When he first discovered Fang Xian'er, he was ecstatic, but when he saw Qin Dong today, he was shocked.
Qin Dong's physique was like that of a talented person and a beautiful jade, making his breathing suddenly difficult. Even he, with his current cultivation level, could not remove the impurities from his body to make it as pure as Qin Dong's body. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in Qin Dong's body, he would have regarded Qin Dong as a super master who was far superior to him, and attributed the terrible pressure he just felt to Qin Dong.
I don’t know how many men once touched the wedding rings on their hands when facing the beautiful women of all colors passing by, and sighed with a lonely look on their face that they got married too early. Facing Qin Dong at this time, Lin Qingfeng seemed to shout loudly, "It's early to accept a disciple!"
Lin Qingfeng discovered Fang Xian'er when she was five years old, and it has been twenty years now. In twenty years, Lin Qingfeng allowed her to condense her spiritual power, which was Lin Qingfeng's greatest pride. But after meeting Qin Dong, Lin Qingfeng was very confident that Qin Dong could reach his current level within twenty years.
Although in front of Fang Xian'er, Lin Qingfeng was afraid that she would be sad and did not dare to reveal it too much, but from between his eyebrows, Fang Xian'er could still detect his full of admiration and faint regret.
This made Fang Xianer very unconvinced. She glanced at Qin Dong and asked Lin Qingfeng: "Master, is this kid really that good?"
"Heavenly geniuses, rare to see in a thousand years!" Lin Qingfeng looked at Qin Dong blankly, shook his head, and uttered eight words as if in sleep.
Lin Qingfeng was a little depressed. In terms of cultivation, he had always been ahead of Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue. But if Qin Dong becomes their disciple, I'm afraid it won't take long for Qin Dong to defeat Fang Xian'er. By then, won't he have to turn around and lose to them
"Just him?" Lin Qingfeng's high opinion of Qin Dong surprised Fang Xianer. He looked at Qin Dong over and over again, and couldn't see anything else except that Qin Dong's appearance was absolutely outstanding.
Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue are both old, and their biggest desire now is to find a suitable successor to pass on their own cultivation, so that they will not follow them into the coffin. Natural jade like Qin Dong is hard to come by. How could he say a few words and the other person would give up
Lin Qingfeng realized that this matter was of great significance to both Zui Monk and Jin Pingyue. He could not express his opinions casually, let alone help one party persuade the other.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qingfeng said with a solemn expression, "Monk, Pingyue, I really can't make the decision for you on this matter. In my opinion, let this little brother make his own choice."
The drunken monk reacted quickly. When he heard this, he immediately put on a friendly look and said to Qin Dong with a smile, "Boy, let me tell you, my cultivation level is much higher than hers. If you choose me to be your master, I promise to use it." In a few years, you will become an unparalleled master in the world."[
Before Qin Dong could speak, Jin Pingyue over there rushed to take over the conversation, "Huh! What's the use of having a high level of cultivation? You're a stinky monk, you drink every day and get drunk at every turn. If he becomes yours Disciple, I'm afraid I won't learn anything and will waste my great time in vain."
"Nonsense! It's true that I love drinking, but I've never been so drunk. Jin Pingyue, don't just talk nonsense and ruin my reputation just to recruit disciples!"
"Am I talking nonsense? Ask Brother Lin and Xian'er to see if I'm talking nonsense! Little brother, don't listen to him. You worship me as your teacher and I will try my best to teach you. If you do something wrong Well, I won't beat you or scold you. But he is different. He has a rough personality. If you follow him, you will get beaten many times by him!" Jin Pingyue showed her gentle side to her heart's content. It's shown and it's very convincing.
No matter what, Jin Pingyue's image is much better than that of Drunken Monk. The drunk monk was disheveled and dirty, with his big belly exposed. He had no idea about the word "hygiene" at first glance. Coupled with the wine gourd that never leaves his side for a moment, he is clearly an alcoholic. Can an alcoholic teach a good apprentice? Jin Pingyue caught Zui Monk's appearance weakness and struck hard, immediately making Zui Monk nervous.
"Jin Pingyue, don't talk nonsense. I was worried because I could never find a suitable apprentice, so I resorted to drinking to drown my sorrows. Now that I have such a good apprentice, of course I will change my mind and be a new person. . Stop drinking, stop being impatient, and teach him well!" The drunk monk was obviously anxious, and he even said the words "change your mind and become a new person."
"Hmph! I'm afraid the dog can't change its habit of eating shit!" Jin Pingyue said coldly.
Seeing Jin Pingyue and Zui Monk arguing endlessly over him, Qin Dong secretly laughed in his heart. Zui Monk, a third-level monk, and Jin Pingyue, a second-level monk. No matter who they are, their cultivation levels are far inferior to him. They said they wanted to accept him as a disciple, but on the other hand, he accepted them as his disciples, which was more or less the same.
Qin Dong didn't want to get involved in this farce anymore and wanted to say goodbye and leave. Unexpectedly, the drunk monk changed his approach at this time, took out a small wine jar from his arms, smiled at Qin Dong and blinked his eyes, saying, "Boy, I have good wine here, if you are willing to call me Say "Master" and I will give it to you. Since ancient times, heroes have loved wine, so you must be good at it, right?"
"Great Monk, could this be 'Fire Burning Heart'?" Before Qin Dong said anything, Lin Qingfeng couldn't help but exclaimed.
The drunk monk chuckled a few times, looking confident of victory.
"Stinky monk, didn't you tell me that you have finished drinking Liehuo Burning Heart a long time ago?" Liehuo Burning Heart is even better than Liehuo Golden Silk Wine. Lin Qingfeng is also a good drinker, so he can say that about Liehuo Burning Heart. He had been coveting it for a long time, but the drunken monk lied to him, saying that he had already drunk all the fire burning heart, so Lin Qingfeng had no choice but to give up.
He did not expect that the drunken monk secretly hid a small jar. If he was not too eager to accept Qin Dong as his disciple, he would not be willing to take it out. However, since he even brought out the burning heart, it shows that he is determined to win Qin Dong as his disciple.
The drunken monk admitted the truth, and Jin Pingyue was also a master who refused to admit defeat easily. Lin Qingfeng was a little worried. What if the two of them broke up their decades-long relationship because of the problem of accepting disciples
"Hehe... boy, smell it, this fire-burning heart is definitely the most delicious wine in the world." The drunk monk opened the mud seal that sealed the wine jar, and a strong aroma of wine immediately came from the mouth of the jar. spread. It's so strong that it penetrates right into the heart, and even the alcohol bug that has been hidden deep inside is about to be brought out.
The drunk monk tempted Qin Dong and said, "How about it? Even I can't bear to drink such a fine wine! Just call me master. Just call me, and there will be no need for any apprenticeship ceremony or anything like that." How about it? I am not pedantic, I am very refreshing! Hahaha... "
Jin Pingyue's heart suddenly reached her throat, and she stared at Qin Dong eagerly, fearing that Qin Dong would not be able to resist the temptation of the wine and become a drunken monk.
Qin Dong did not disappoint her after all. He touched his nose with his hand, twitched, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like it."
"What? You...you don't like drinking?" The drunk monk's eyes widened with an extremely surprised expression. I almost doubt whether Qin Dong is a man.
Qin Dong stretched out a finger, waved it, and said, "No, of course I like drinking!"
"Then... then why do you still say you don't like it?" The drunken monk was about to be confused by Qin Dong.
Qin Dong smiled and said, "I said I don't like your wine. When did I say I don't like drinking?"
As soon as Qin Dong said this, the drunken monk's eyes almost fell to the ground. He pointed at Qin Dong and trembled as if he was possessed by a ghost. "You...you mean, my Burning Heart Wine is not good?" [
Qin Dong made a surprised expression, stared, and said, "Why, you call that thing wine, I thought it was cat urine!"
"You, you, you... you are so angry with me! You call such a good wine "cat urine"? You must be crazy, otherwise, I am crazy!" The drunk monk looked unacceptable, as if he was about to The appearance of collapse.