"Brother Hou, do you want to accept this little brother as your personal disciple?"

Hearing Hou Shihua's words, the shopkeeper immediately felt his head buzzing, feeling that his thinking was not enough.

He just accepted Mo Qingyun as a boy and was rejected, but now he actually wanted to accept him as his personal disciple. This is too difficult to understand.

Of course, while the shopkeeper showed surprise, he knew very well that Mo Qingyun could make the sloppy old man value it so much.

This means that Mo Qingyun is indeed excellent enough.

Otherwise, with the personality of a sloppy old man, he would not have accepted disciples so easily.

"Congratulations to Brother Hou for accepting the good disciple!"

After thinking about it this way, the shopkeeper smiled faintly and congratulated the sloppy old man.

However, before the shopkeeper's words could be finished, Mo Qingyun's next words made everyone stunned.

"Senior, isn't it too hasty for you to accept juniors as disciples?"

Hearing the words of the sloppy old man Hou Shihua, Mo Qingyun smiled bitterly and said a helpless word to the sloppy old man.

Judging from the old man's current actions, it seems that he is determined to stop him from participating in the Wanfu Immortal Society.

The eighth-grade Dan Emperor wants to accept Mo Qingyun as his personal disciple, but Mo Qingyun is not willing to do so?

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance at this moment, everyone was stunned again, and their eyes widened and stood there in a daze.

quiet!

At this moment, the hotel was completely quiet!

However, after a brief silence, the hotel was in an uproar.

"Damn, I can't stand it anymore. This kid doesn't know how to cherish it. That's the eighth-grade Dan Emperor!"

"Why is the gap between people so big? If the eighth-grade Dan King accepts me as a disciple, I would be willing!"

"Senior, he doesn't want to do it, I do, do you accept me as a disciple?"

"I don't want to be a disciple. Senior, you can accept my disciples!"

...

For a moment, all kinds of wailing sounds came from the surroundings immediately.

"This little friend is really different from ordinary people!"

When the shopkeeper heard Mo Qingyun's words, he was stunned and was surprised by Mo Qingyun's performance.

In his opinion, Mo Qingyun should have cried with joy when he learned that Hou Shihua wanted to accept him as his personal disciple, and was so excited that he was at a loss.

But now Mo Qingyun?

His performance was extremely calm, as if the person who accepted him as his disciple was not an eighth-grade elixir, but an alchemy apprentice.

"Not anyone can do it if an eighth-grade Dan Emperor accepts disciples so easily."

After a brief silence, the shopkeeper smiled faintly, looked at Mo Qingyun and nodded in appreciation, and said in thought: "It seems that this little guy seems very difficult. If he grows up successfully, his future will be unpredictable."

"You don't want to?"

When he heard Mo Qingyun's words, the sloppy old man was also stunned, and was very surprised by Mo Qingyun's answer.

However, after a brief moment of stunned silence, Hou Shihua laughed and praised: "Being able to reject the eighth-grade Dan Emperor's disciples so easily means that you are very tough in your mind. It is perfect to study the alchemy. In this case, I will not let you go."

He looked at Mo Qingyun with admiration. The sloppy old man Hou Shihua showed a cunning look on his face and said with a wicked smile: "Boy, the more you don't want to be my disciple, I will accept you as a disciple. I will accept you as a disciple."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand to grab Mo Qingyun's shoulder, laughed loudly and said, "Good disciple, you should follow the teacher to refine the alchemy."

Then, Mo Qingyun was forcibly taken away from here by this sloppy old man.

After seeing this scene, everyone was speechless and their expressions became extremely complicated.

An eighth-grade Dan Emperor, whose strength is comparable to that of the peak of the Seven Seals, actually wanted to force someone to pass on his disciples.

When did it become so simple to become a disciple of the Dan Emperor?

When did an eighth-grade Dan Emperor power start to reach the point where he cannot receive disciples?

At this moment, everyone's envy of Mo Qingyun was the only envy of Mo Qingyun.

"Damn, why can't I meet such a good thing?"

"Just, I'm afraid even the alchemy apprentice won't accept you as a disciple. Didn't you see that kid's understanding of alchemy just now?"

"Yes! That guy has a very common understanding of alchemy, and he is definitely an invincible material for alchemy."

"I can clearly rely on alchemy to survive, but I have to come to participate in the Wanfu Immortal Association. This will make people live!"

...

For a moment, there was another wail in the hotel!

"Everyone, you guys go and rest first, I'll go see that little brother!"

Seeing Hou Shihua forcibly took Mo Qingyun away, the shopkeeper showed a hint of laughter and crying, and then Fang Huaide and others handed it.

"If this happens, I will bother you."

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Fang Huaide and others showed awe and responded to the shopkeeper.

They all knew in their hearts that the shopkeeper would be so polite to them, all for Mo Qingyun's sake.

Therefore, he cannot know himself and regard himself as an outsider.

Next, the Supreme Elder and others walked towards the hotel room under the guidance of the waiter.

After explaining to the shopkeeper and others, the shopkeeper did not hesitate and immediately went to Danhuang Hou Shihua.

After a while, Mo Qingyun, under Hou Shihua's hostage, came to a quiet courtyard behind the hotel.

Mo Qingyun could only smile bitterly when he said this. He really didn't expect that Hou Shihua would do such a move.

However, although Mo Qingyun was surprised by Hou Shihua's actions, he did not resist too much.

For him, it is a good thing to be able to have multiple Dan Emperor masters who are comparable to the peak of the Seven Seals.

In this case, he can rely on more things in this Wanjie City next.

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun and the others came to the courtyard, the shopkeeper also followed.

When he arrived in the courtyard, the shopkeeper smiled faintly and said to Mo Qingyun with a smile: "Little brother, congratulations on your honor to be a famous teacher!"

"hehe!"

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Mo Qingyun immediately smiled, shook his head helplessly, took out the herbs and herbs and said, "Senior, all the herbs and herbs are here. Let's start refining the soul pills of all things."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Hou Shihua showed a smug smile and laughed: "Good apprentice, you don't have to feel so wronged. As long as you get along with your teacher, you will be the teacher now."

If you get along with your teacher, you will be the teacher!

When Mo Qingyun and the shopkeeper heard Hou Shihua's words, they both looked shocked and shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

After hearing what Hou Shihua said, how could it feel like a bandit tied up a good woman in a good family and wanted to force her to take the blame?

"Hey! This is Ziyun Bao Xu Fruit!"
Chapter completed!