A cold murderous aura permeated the entire small tent, and a faint fluctuation of power unconsciously unfolded, covering the space where the two of them were.

Staring at Hemachun, whose expression was not changing at all, Ye Piao instantly raised his power to the peak he could reach.

The divine thoughts were firmly locked under his pressure through Brahma above the clouds. Hemachun, who was still drinking leisurely on the bedding, sat on the floor, which was originally relaxed, and his body quickly tensed up.

Leisurely spitting the wine line tilted down from the pot into his belly, Hemachun let the wine scatter from his lips and dripped onto his naked chest with wide open collars.

The small wine pot seemed to contain endless wine. The long line of wine flowed out from the mouth of the pot and poured into Hemachun's slightly opened mouth. After a long time, it was still endless.

He raised the wine pot and took back the line. Hemachun used his wide sleeves to wipe the corners of his mouth casually, and even left some wine stains on his mouth.

Holding the wine pot lightly, Hemachun suddenly felt a hint of praise in his eyes when he stared at Ye Piao, and a hint of smile appeared on his lips with wine stains: "I suddenly envy Ernest's luck, because he did accept a good apprentice, and your wisdom and respect for the teacher cannot help but look at me differently. Compared to you, my incompetent apprentice is much worse."

Seeing that Ye Piao's eyes were still cold, Hemachun put his right hand holding the wine pot on his raised knee and smiled and said, "Young man, I understand your current mood very much. However, you don't need to worry, nor do you need to have any hostility towards me. Although I am a saint, I did not kill your teacher. We just tried martial arts and clicked until it was time to stop, and your teacher's life was still worry-free when he left here."

After a slight pause, a faint sadness suddenly flashed across Hemachun's face. The tone of speaking made Ye Piao, who had entered the Brahma realm, clearly felt the regret from the bottom of his heart.

"It's a pity that Ernest's Fire of Life is about to be extinguished. Even Pope Paul of the Temple of Fire cannot change this fact. Unless Ernest can step into the gate of the holy rank before his Fire of Life is completely destroyed, his final destination will be death. Arenas, you should know this better than me as Ernest's disciple. What a pity, it's a pity that there will be one less person qualified to be my opponent in this world, which is a pity!"

Looking at Hema Chun's expression of regret, Ye Piao was sure that Hema Chun did not tell lies. After all, a peak saint like Hema Chun disdains to lie, let alone face a "nine-level strongman" who "no threat" to him.

The murderous aura gradually faded away, and the power fluctuations of the Immortal Seal finally disappeared, and the previous harmony and peace were restored to the small space of the entire tent.

Feeling Ye Piao's changes, Hema Chun smiled slightly, as if he didn't care about Ye Piao's unreasonableness just now, but instead handed over the sprinkler pot in his hand.

He took the wine pot and drank a sip of Xiangchun's fine wine. Then, Ye Piao asked Hemachun: "Sage, my teacher came to Xuanhe Pasture to find you. Is it just to learn martial arts with you in the last time? I think the teacher should have other intentions, otherwise, the teacher would not mention me to you."

A glimmer flashed in his eyes, Hemachun nodded and said slowly: "You are right. Ernest is not just for the purpose of competing with me. After we competed with martial arts, Ernest mentioned you to me, and he wanted me to accept you as his disciple."

Although he guessed the teacher's intention, Ye Piao was still deeply shocked when he heard Hema Chun say the teacher's intention in person.

A "saint" in the eyes of the world, a "pseudo-saint" whose real power has not yet entered the holy realm, an old man who taught himself for two years and finally led him to the peak, was still thinking in his heart that he, the only disciple who had only two years of fate as a master and disciple, wanted to find a wise master for himself who could give him guidance before he entered the holy stairs before he fell into the cycle of death.

As soon as I think of the teacher's old back, as long as I think of what the teacher did to him on the prairie, Ye Piao's eyes above Brahma became wet in an instant, and the whole heart above Brahma was quickly filled with gratitude in an instant.

In Ye Piao's opinion, the killer in front of him was still kind to him after he arrived. He probably agreed to the teacher's request and agreed to accept him as his disciple.

It seems that the reason why I can survive to this day and not die on the battlefield in Xincheng more than ten days ago is really a blessing from my teacher Ernest.

However, when Hemachun told him in front of him that the teacher had come to the Xuanhe Prairie to see his true intention, Ye Piao made up his mind to refuse completely. At the same time, Ye Piao was also ready to welcome the overwhelming anger of the killer Hemachun.

By accepting the kindness of a saint, becoming his worldly disciple and rejecting the kindness of a saint, and accepting his overwhelming anger, Ye Piao obviously chose the latter in a "stupid" way.

If you accept the kindness of the teacher and Hemachun, you can certainly get great benefits, then you will not be yourself, and Ye Piao will not be Ye Piao.

If you choose to accept the kindness of your teacher and Hemachun today, why would you refuse the life that Leote arranged for you? It would be better to just live and wait for death and be a stallion that will play with women for the rest of your life.

Therefore, for the respect for the teacher in my heart, the stubborn thought deep in my mind, and for the so-called dignity that others ridiculed, I flatly refused.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Piao stared at Hema Chun in front of him. Although his voice was trembling slightly, his tone was filled with unquestionable determination: "Saint, although my teacher had made it clear to me before and allowed me to find another wise teacher in the future, from the moment the teacher left me, Ye Piao would never have any other teachers in my life. Even if the saint agreed to my teacher, I was attracted by this reason, I am afraid I would be disappointed. I cannot worship others as my teacher."

The positive intention of refusing to kill the saint is probably no different from the old lady pointing at the nose and scolding Hemachun.

Therefore, Ye Piao was ready to fight to the death or even die here as soon as he spoke.

Without the coldness as imagined, nor the rage as imagined, Hemachun didn't even show a hint of unhappy expression on his face. His whole expression was as calm as if he heard a completely opposite news. Such an unexpected reaction made Ye Piao, who was ready for his desperate attempt, unexpectedly unexpectedly.

Shaking his hand gently, Hemachun laughed at Ye Piao's decisive answer, smiling so naturally without a trace of murderous aura, as if he had just heard something interesting from Ye Piao's mouth.

After gently wiping the tears at the corners of his eyes, Hemachun straightened his upper body, sat cross-legged like Ye Piao, leaving the natural smile just now on his lips, and smiled and said, "I think you misunderstood what I mean. Your teacher did ask me to accept you as his disciple, but I refused it flatly at that time, so your guess just now was wrong. Haha! It seems that being too smart may not be a good thing. You will always think of much more things than others."

Hemachun was obviously slightly stunned by the words of him. Ye Piao immediately remembered the fact that Hemachun sent Tilt to invite him before Sauron Wanjun.

Holding the exquisite wine pot in his hand tightly, Ye Piao immediately asked the doubts in his heart to the killer who had finally changed his formal position in front of him.

"Since the saint has long refused, why should we send Tirte to send an invitation? An ordinary ninth-level strongman may not be anything in the eyes of a holy rank like you!"

With a slight smile, the answer given by Hemachun made Ye Piao, who was in Brahma, almost fall heavily from the high Brahma.
Chapter completed!