Why Is a Genius Such as Myself Accepting Apprentices?

Is it really the end of my Song Dynasty?

Song Xi Nian's heart was filled with sadness and despair, and he simply lay still and pretended to be dead.

He once learned a Turtle's Breath Art, which he learned to play with, but he didn't expect that it would actually be used by him today.

Although he didn't know if he could deceive the master in this way, at the moment, only dead horses could be used as living horse doctors.

As for Lu Xiaoran, he was stunned by Song Xinian's actions on the spot.

In the case of being unable to fight and unable to escape, even...pretend to be dead!

Grass, this is genius!

A once in a century genius!

Under such circumstances, being able to think of this trick is simply a stroke of genius!

With this one hand, Lu Xiaoran can judge that Song Xinian's aptitude is against the sky.

If it is said that Li Changsheng is equal to about thirty Lige, then Song Xi'an is at least about forty Lige.

Not bad, very much in line with Lu Xiaoran's wishes.

If this disciple is cultivated, it may become a great help for him in the future.

"Okay, stop acting, get up."

Song Xinian: "???"

My Turtle Breathing Art is a low-grade holy rank exercise. Could it be that the other party has already seen that I am pretending to be dead?

Shouldn't it?

He was probably trying to test me.

Endure it a little longer, after all, now, once you are exposed, and the other party makes another move, you will die completely.

Playing dead like this might give you a chance to survive.

However, just after he thought about it, Lu Xiaoran spoke again:

"Really dead? Then I can only do one more trick and throw your ashes up."

When the words fell, Lu Xiaoran shot a white glow with a snap of his fingers.

Feeling the power above, it is enough to kill him. Even if Song Xi's mental quality is good, he will not dare to continue to pretend to be dead.

He tried his best, dodged, and fled in an instant.

The light sank into the ground, causing a violent explosion.

boom--!

In the woods, countless birds and beasts were frightened away, Song Xinian stared at Lu Xiaoran with despair on his face, extremely sad and angry.

"I have no grievances or enmity with my seniors. Why do seniors push each other so hard? You are a top-level expert. Don't you feel shameless to deal with me like a junior like this?"

"Who said I was going to kill you?"

Song Xi Nian was startled.

"You won't kill me?"

"I want to kill you, I have already killed you, so why wait until now?"

"That senior is...?"

"I think you have good qualifications and want to accept you as a disciple. Would you like to?"

"Aren't seniors bluffing me?"

"I'm serious."

Hearing this, along with the sound of 'puff', Song Xinian fell to his knees without hesitation.

"Thanks to the seniors who look up to them, Song Xinian is willing to worship the seniors as teachers."

Lu Xiaoran smiled slightly.

This Song Xi Nian is not only very brainy, but also very decisive.

Knowing that he is facing a desperate situation now, there is a powerful master who is willing to accept him, and without hesitation, he directly apprentices.

Unlike some people, who are about to die, still thinking in ink, thinking about that.

At the same time, the voice of prosperity also sounded in his mind.

"Ding, congratulations to the master for harvesting his apprentice Song Xinian, and rewarding him with the best soul of the gods - the soul of the sword. Rewarding the best exercises of the emperor, the supreme sword drawing technique."

Lu Xiaoran raised his hand slightly, and his spiritual energy helped Song Xinian up.

"Get up, from now on, you are my apprentice."

"Thank you, Master."

Song Xinian stood up, although he did not know why Lu Xiaoran accepted him as his apprentice, but now, it was really a dead end.

Maybe, this senior, seeing that his aptitude is good, maybe he really wants to accept himself as a disciple?

At this time, Lu Xiaoran spoke again:

"Speaking of which, what is the origin of the guy you offended?"

Hearing Lu Xiaoran's question, Song Xinian's face was a little complicated.

"He was originally just a little disciple of our sect, with no identity at all, because his Dao Companion wanted to chase me, he became angry and wanted to trouble me, but he was repaired by my men.

In the end, he didn't know what was going on. After a few months, he came back again and actually had 300 Martial Kings, 30 Martial Emperors, 10 Martial Venerables and two Martial Saints as his subordinates.

Due to pressure, the Clear Sky Sect had to remove me from the list, and even prepared to hand me over. In desperation, I could only abscond towards Da Zhou. "

"So it is."

Lu Xiaoran nodded, but he was still not enough to figure out what kind of child of luck the other party was.

God of War returns?

It's not quite like it, why did the God of War wait for a few months to return? It doesn't take so long to summon the subordinates.

"Speaking of which, shouldn't his subordinates chase you down? Since you are an opponent of King Wu, Emperor Wu or even a higher level, how did you escape?"

"If I go back to Master, I was originally the Holy Son of Clear Sky Sect, and I could use Clear Sky Sect's life-saving teleportation formation. I used that formation to teleport me out."

"That's not right. He only has more than 300 subordinates, but there are thousands of people here! The breath of these people is very messy, and they don't seem to come from a sect. Could it be that his power is so big?"

Song Xi Nian shook his head.

"No, it's because he issued a hunting order. All those who hunt me, as long as the hunt is successful, can get 200 billion top-quality spirit stones."

"Huh? How much?"

Lu Xiaoran suddenly widened his eyes.

Song Xi Nian's heart trembled, and he took a step back cautiously.

"Two... two hundred billion, what's wrong?"

"Or a top-quality spirit stone?"

Song Xinian nodded, and then asked timidly:

"Master... Master, I have already worshiped you as my teacher. You can't kill me and exchange it for rewards, right?"

"That's not enough, I'm not interested in money."

Lu Xiaoran is only interested in becoming stronger, he just has a headache, the trouble for this new apprentice is not small.

Originally, Lu Xiaoran was still wondering, if it was the return of the God of War, why did the other party take so many masters to go back for revenge after a few months.

Now he probably understands that the other party is not the god of war, but a god!

It is estimated that it is the kind that lies still, and the system first sends tens of billions of top-quality spirit stones at the beginning.

Of course, this estimate is even more perverted. Lu Xiaoran suspects that the other party's money is in trillions.

Otherwise, how could so many Martial Saints, Martial Venerables, Martial Emperors, and Martial Kings willingly sacrifice their lives for him?

It must be a high salary!

Among all the sons of luck that Lu Xiaoran has encountered so far, he has never felt oppressed, but facing the ability to make money, Lu Xiaoran really has a headache.

Because of anything else, as long as he is not promoted to the Great Emperor all at once, Lu Xiaoran is not afraid, even if he is promoted to the Great Emperor, he still has three Emperor Lin Dan, which can maintain the strength of the Great Emperor for three minutes.

One-on-one or one-on-two, the big deal is desperately chanting.

Only the banknote ability does not play cards as usual.

It is estimated that when his wealth has accumulated to a certain level, he will even be able to recruit the Great Emperor.

After all, the Great Emperor also needs to continue to practice. Emperor Pill, Emperor Armament, etc. Those resources are even more expensive!

It's true that as long as the salary is high, the emperor will also call the boss.

At that time, if the other party brings a great emperor of a division to surround himself.

Lu Xiaoran: "..."

Just thinking about it makes me feel a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Wangcai, can I still terminate the master-apprentice relationship?"

"The rewards have already been issued. The master cannot terminate the relationship between master and apprentice. Please teach your apprentice well and kill the son of luck."

Lu Xiaoran rubbed his temples with a headache.

no solution anymore.

He can only think for the best. I hope that guy's wealth will not rise as rapidly as he has opened dozens of money printing machines.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, there will definitely be a limit to the speed at which the opponent's financial resources rise. Otherwise, his current subordinates are probably not at the level of Martial Saint, but at the level of Martial Emperor. That's the real headache.

I just don't know how fast the other party's financial resources are rising.

Hmm... Forget it, it's better to go back first and make a long-term plan.

At this time, because of the movement just now, many monks have been attracted around.

"Quick! There's someone there."

"I saw Song Xi Nian, don't let him escape."

Song Xinian's expression tightened, and in the next second, Lu Xiaoran grabbed his shoulder and led him to disappear in place in an instant.

Before disappearing, Lu Xiaoran shot an Emperor Nuclear Pill.

Can't let people know, he left Song Xinian.

At least for now, Lu Xiaoran didn't want to fight with that son of god's fortune.

Continue to go back to the mountain gate, let's talk about wretched development.

When the Dihe Pill emitted a ray of light, the next second, the whole world fell into a white light.

boom--!

A loud bang erupted, and the entire Primordial Mountain Range was shaken violently.

A mushroom cloud rose up, and countless roars suddenly erupted in the Taikoo Mountains.

"Human race! Don't be too demonic!"

...

"You dare to be presumptuous in my Taikoo Mountains, do you really think my Taikoo Mountains have no demons?"

...

"Check, you must find out who is making trouble in my Taikoo Mountains."

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"It's the people of the Daqin Empire, the human race of the Daqin Empire, who broke into my Primordial Mountain Range! This attack is comparable to the emperor's realm, and only the Daqin Empire has such masters."

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"Daqin! If I don't give you a little color in the Taigu Mountains, you may have forgotten how in the ancient times, the land of Daqin was in awe of my demon clan!"

...

Lu Xiaoran swore that this time, he simply wanted to destroy the nearby monks, lest anyone find out that he had rescued Song Xinian.

This time, he definitely didn't want to sow discord.

It was really a misunderstanding by the demon clan of the Taikoo Mountains.

...

With a flash of light, Lu Xiaoran has brought Song Xinian back to the Wuming Sect.

The Qingdi Longevity Art was used to instantly repair his injury.

Song Xi Nian's pupils shrank.

"This is... an emperor-level technique?"

As the holy son of the imperial sect, he is definitely more valuable than the holy son of the dynasty. It is easier to distinguish the breath of the emperor-level exercises, and he has seen many.

In fact, even what he cultivated himself was a low-ranking cultivation technique.

Even the past sect masters of Tianhao Sect practiced this technique.

Unexpectedly, on Lu Xiaoran's side, the direct shot is the best of the emperor rank.