Why Is a Genius Such as Myself Accepting Apprentices?

"Hey, isn't your grandson eating?"

Then Mr. Li couldn't help but ask, and Old Ancestor Jun responded quickly:

"My eldest grandson is a little introverted."

"Lao Jun, this can't be done. It doesn't matter if girls are introverted, but boys can't be too introverted, otherwise how can they find a daughter-in-law in the future?"

"That's right, otherwise, Mr. Li, I'll put him with you, can you help me adjust it?"

The corner of Jun's mouth couldn't help but twitched fiercely, and then he coughed lightly, but he was met with the eyes of his ancestors.

"What are you coughing?"

Mr. Li laughed.

"Lao Jun, young people, you can't put your face away. Besides, I'm used to living alone, and I'm not used to having an extra person."

"OK then."

Old Ancestor Jun's eyes couldn't help but pass a touch of disappointment, and then he glared at Jun Bubu again.

"Don't sit down to eat yet? If you are so blind, don't come with me in the future."

Don't you feel aggrieved.

This man surnamed Li is neither his elder nor his master. He still looks like a sand sculpture. Why should he lick him?

However, he did not dare to talk back to his ancestors, otherwise, after returning, he would inevitably be whipped.

Then, after sitting down, he saw his ancestor, quickly holding up the bowl, as if a starving ghost was reincarnated and hadn't eaten before, frantically grabbing rice.

This made you not see again dumbfounded.

Is there something wrong with the old man's brain?

His realm is already behind him, does he still need to eat?

Moreover, this meal is not any delicacies from the mountains and seas, it is just some commonplace meals.

With a hint of suspicion, Jun Jian also picked up a little dish, and just after taking the first bite, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

There is actually a martial arts mood in this dish?

What are you kidding?

Just these kinds of home-cooked meals?

At this moment, he seemed to finally understand why his ancestors ate so much regardless of his image, so the problem appeared here.

Normally, the artistic conception of martial arts is contained in only a very small number of heaven and earth treasures.

Or, directly swallowing other people's souls, like Master's Emperor Soul Pill, contains a lot of martial arts artistic conception.

But this is just commonplace, how does it store the artistic conception of martial arts?

Could it be that the person surnamed Li in front of him has any special means?

Thinking of those things before, such as the demon emperor in the yard, and the range of stepping into this small hill, I was immediately suppressed by the whole body.

It's not right, it's really not right.

Don't you see a meaningful look at the 'Mr. Li' in front of him.

Could it be that he is what Master said, the son of luck?

Except for the son of luck, basically, no one has this peculiar ability, not even a big man who has practiced for many years.

Because, according to the rules of the world, when a person's cultivation level rises to a certain level, you will not be allowed to continue to exist in the current world.

One, the cultivation base is too strong, and the space barrier can no longer withstand it.

The two are also afraid of the top powerhouses who will kill indiscriminately.

Third, and most importantly,

For the monks themselves, lifespan is only extended, not immortal. If you don't go to a higher level to cultivate, you will not be able to reach a higher level, and your lifespan will naturally not increase.

Therefore, it is impossible for Mr. Li's cultivation to surpass the established rules of this world.

But Child of Luck is different.

The master said that the sons of luck, all of them are compared, they don't speak well, and they have a particularly crazy personality. If you scold him, the whole family may be wiped out.

Also, Jill is like a plug, plug it wherever he goes.

However, it seems that something is not quite right.

No one insulted him, nor did he break off the marriage, etc.?

To say that he is a genius, he is not a peerless genius of any noble family!

Speaking of this, Junmai is more willing to believe that the one from the Ye family is a son of luck.

"Why don't you eat and keep looking at me?"

Mr. Li looked at Jun Qian with a bewildered expression on his face, and Jun Qian immediately lowered his head to grab the rice.

"No... nothing."

Mr. Li shrugged, and then smiled lightly:

"Actually, you don't need to be too restrained. We are both young people. You can just let go. By the way, my name is Li Qingfeng. If you don't dislike it, you can directly call me Brother Qingfeng."

The chopsticks that Old Ancestor Jun was picking up rice suddenly stopped.

Li Qingfeng patted his forehead.

"Look at me, I'm a bad guy. I'm a good friend with your grandfather, how can you call me big brother. Well, just call me senior."

You don't know how to nod your head and call out to Senior Lu.

Afterwards, after the grandfather and grandson finished eating, Old Ancestor Jun accompanied Li Qingfeng to play chess for a while. If you didn't see him, he was pitifully in charge of collecting dishes and dishes, and washing pots and dishes.

After sunset, the grandparents and grandchildren rushed back to Jun's house again.

"How is it? No, how is it? Did this Mr. Li shock you?"

You did not see quite a bit speechless.

This Li Qingfeng does have some means, but it always feels very contrived, like a bad pen.

He obviously has a lot of strength, but he makes himself like an idiot and doesn't understand anything.

To be honest, he believed that his master could definitely surpass Li Qingfeng.

Moreover, he prefers the type of his master.

Shizun is shameless, shameless, and even sometimes, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is bad.

But the master is very real, he belongs to that kind of 'real villain', really bad!

If you are a friend, he will treat each other sincerely. If you are not a friend, you will have a real fight with him. You don't need to engage in so much licking, it's a lot of trouble.

And this Li Qingfeng is biased towards falsehood and hypocrisy.

When Grandpa was with him, he was afraid that he would offend him, and he would act like a licking dog.

However, in order to deal with his ancestors, he still nodded.

Old Ancestor Jun nodded in relief, and then said:

"If you can think like this, it's the best. This Mr. Li is very strong, very strong. In the future, you have to get in touch with him more and try to curry favor with him. If he is happy, maybe he will. Help you improve to be stronger. In that case, it will be of great benefit to our Jun family and you."

"Yes."

...

On the other side, Lu Xiaoran did not dare to relax even though it was already after the war.

Does the ghost know if there are other children of luck in the future?

Moreover, even if there is no Child of Luck, as their cultivation becomes higher and higher, the enemies they come into contact with will become stronger and stronger.

Along the way, the disciples' cultivation base has grown at a rate that has been unable to keep up.

When they dealt with Zhuge Feier before, they could still fight Zhuge Feier's subordinates, but this time, it was a battle of the emperor realm, and they were not even qualified to participate in the battle.

This is enough to seriously illustrate the problem.

Although it was said that the disciples were there to improve his cultivation, there was one more thing, they were also his disciples.

He didn't want to be promoted in the future, so that his apprentices, like the Demon Sect, couldn't keep up with his pace.

If that time comes, Lu Xiaoran will definitely feel very uncomfortable.

Bringing a group of disciples with a low cultivation base is a burden for me.

Throw them in this world? I am reluctant to myself.

Besides, what if Li Ge is bullied by others if you don't watch it yourself?

After all, the other apprentices are okay, and their cultivation speed is very fast. In the short term, it will not be a problem to catch up with themselves. What should I do with Lige?

He is so scum, so rotten, that he can't even support the wall, let alone follow his own pace.

Therefore, Lu Xiaoran had to give them an intensive training.

At least you have to become a great emperor to have the qualifications to survive in this world, right?

Thinking like this, Lu Xiaoran became a father and mother to the disciples every day, either by frying a few divine beast eggs, or by purifying the medicinal pills and extracting the essence in them to speed up their cultivation.

After the Great Emperor, they can take Shenxue Dan.

Yunshen Dan increases aptitude, so it will not cause harm to them, and Shenxue Dan is to replenish energy, it must reach the emperor realm or above, and the physical strength can only be strengthened to a certain extent.

In this way, time passed in a flash, and more than a month passed in the blink of an eye. First Zi Qiong broke through to Emperor Wu, and then Changsheng and Yen Nian also broke through to Emperor Wu.

Tian Yuan has also been promoted to the ninth level of Martial Saint, and it is estimated that it is more than a month away from Martial Emperor.

Ji Wuxia was already struggling to catch up, but she had already broken through to Martial Saint.

As for the song...

Every time he saw Li Ge's slow crawling speed, Lu Xiaoran would silently come down the mountain, drink a few bottles of old fairy brew, get drunk and relieve his worries, and sleep in the middle of the night without worrying about it.

slow!

too slow!

Only now has it been promoted to the second level of Wu Zun....

This afternoon, Lu Xiaoran returned from drinking at the foot of the mountain, and halfway through the road, he suddenly burst into anger.

"God, can't you give Li Ge a little more aptitude? Fuck your uncle!"

On this day, Lu Xiaoran, who was angry, even took out his first divine weapon, the Sun-shooting bow, and shot an arrow toward the sky.

Of course, he was not worried that the arrow would dry out the sun in the sky.

Because the power of the sun-shooting bow is also determined according to the strength of the user.

He is only a Martial Emperor now, and he is very strong among cultivators, but compared to God, he is not so strong.

This is indeed the case, because the arrow, after being shot out to a height of hundreds of thousands of miles, began to shift, and then lost the support of kinetic energy, turned into a parabola, and shot towards the east of the Great Zhou Dynasty. A certain direction of Lin Hai.

But Lu Xiaoran couldn't see all of this either. Fortunately, just after he shot the arrow, Wang Cai finally woke up.

"Master, why are you anxious? In the dark, everything has its own set."

Lu Xiaoran glanced back.

A beautiful girl with a pair of animal ears on her head, her big tail swaying constantly, wearing a cheongsam, with a beautiful face and a more beautiful figure, was standing behind her and looked at him with a smile.