Chapter 151 Unknown Uncle

"Haha, that's the sentence: loud sound, the elephant is invisible, and the road is nameless!" Nangong Ruoming clenched his right fist and hit the air hard.

"Haha, that's good, just this one!" Xuanyuan Xun also laughed.

"Nameless!" Li Zhongling's eyes lit up and shouted out.

"Who called me?" The young man looked around and immediately found that it was Li Zhongling, who was criticized by himself as a good name, but the introduction was very inferior.

"You really guessed it?" He looked at Xuanyuan looking for several people in surprise and couldn't believe it.

"Actually, as you said, it's really easy to guess." Xuanyuan said lightly.

Looking at Xuanyuan with disgrinedness, he felt so bored and said unhappily, "It's boring, it's boring. Hurry up and tell me something, and I'll find someone else to play with. I'll play with you tomorrow."

Xuanyuan frowned and said, "I don't need it. But aren't you going to take us to the living room?"

The nameless suddenly became like a frosted eggplant, listless and worried, and said sadly, "I will definitely do what I promised you, but it's not fun today. Just tell me what you think of another day. Let's go now!"

The nameless look of getting out of the suffering as soon as possible made Xuanyuan look for several people.

I walked quickly without a name, and I didn't want to talk to the five people along the way, and soon came to the hall.

"Brother, they are coming." As soon as he entered the hall and saw the middle-aged man just now, he was honest like a good baby and dared not raise his head.

"Go ahead. I will compare your homework in the evening. The middle-aged man sat in the master's chair and said lightly.

Ah? Well, well, all right. I'll go down first, brother. Goodbye, brother. The nameless was completely beaten down by the frost this time, and his handsome face was already as bitter gourd, unspeakable. The big Sichuan characters between their eyebrows show their inner pain.

Xuanyuanxun was a little unbearable. Originally, when he said that he liked Xiaobai and wanted to compete, Xuanyuanxun was really annoyed by this nameless. But now when I see him like this, my anger has already turned into pity.

After going out without a name, the middle-aged man smiled indifferently and said, "Sit down."

The middle-aged man exudes a supreme majesty and incomparable self-confidence. This self-confidence and majesty are not born with, but are naturally formed by those who have been in power for a long time.

Even if the man in front of Xuanyuan is dressed as a beggar and dirty all over, as long as he stands in the crowd, he will immediately attract the attention of many people.

It is not the contemptuous gaze of the beggar, but the respectful gaze of the subordinates on the superior.

As the saying goes: people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold. But this sentence is not suitable for this middle-aged person. Maybe the other way around is more appropriate. Clothes depend on people's clothes.

"What do you call when you come to Qiankun Taoist temple?" The middle-aged man said.

"I think we have already explained it in the future. Let's avoid this official beginning. Let's go straight to the topic." Xuanyuan said lightly.

Li Zhongling looked at Xuanyuanxun with a surprised face. He didn't know why Xuanyuanxun was so targeted to this middle-aged man.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned, and then laughed without any sign of anger. For a while, the laughter gradually stopped and said, "It's really worthy of Xiaoyao's apprentice! Call me uncle."

"I'm sorry, I have to admit that you are a teacher, and I really want to take it." Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows and said.

"Oh? He has a good nature. Come on, how can you be convinced? Let's compete?" Middle-aged man.

"No, my cultivation is far worse than yours. I don't want to be ashamed." Xuanyuan looked for the way.

"Then how can you convince me?" The middle-aged man was not angry, but also interested in Xuanyuan.

"Became him as an apprentice." Xuanyuan looked for Li Zhongling and said.

"Hmm?" The middle-aged man frowned slightly and never thought that Xuanyuan would say so.

Li Zhongling was also shocked and didn't know why Xuanyuanxun suddenly said such a sentence.

"I will accept him as an apprentice, and I will be convinced of you." Xuanyuan said.

"Explain the reason." The middle-aged man seems to be a little unhappy.

"Because he is in big trouble." Xuanyuan said.

"Big trouble?" The middle-aged man wondered.

"Hmm. Zhongling used to be a registered disciple of Tianji Taoist Farm, but he was framed for stealing the secret book of his Taoist temple, was expelled by Tianji Taoist Farm, and ruthlessly hunted down by the Taoist temple. What's not a big trouble?" Xuanyuan explained.

"Haha. If it's really a false accusation, I will take him as an apprentice!" The middle-aged man is heroic.

"Master, please be worshipped by your apprentice!" Li Zhongling knelt in front of the middle-aged man and had an extra cup of tea in his hand.

"Good! Good quality! So smart! Good kung fu!" The middle-aged man burst into laughter again.

Li Zhongling kowtowed three times on the ground. Although he did not protect himself with Yuanli, his forehead still did not bleed, which was really a waste of his thoughts.

The middle-aged man is really satisfied with Li Zhongling. Regardless of character, wit and cultivation, none of them is the best choice. The middle-aged man originally planned to stop collecting disciples, but today he met such a good seedling. How could he resist it? But the middle-aged man has made up his mind that Li Zhongling is his closed disciple. And Li Zhongling will also be the little uncle in the future.

There is only one little uncle in each generation, the previous generation is nameless, and this generation is Li Zhongling. I just don't know what kind of situation these two generations of little uncles will have.

"Master, Xuanyuan, the nephew, is looking to see his uncle." Xuanyuanxun finished speaking and kowtowed on the ground.

"Master Xiaoyao has officially accepted me as an apprentice on behalf of the master. Nangong Ruoming, my nephew, visited my uncle!" After saying that, Nangong Ruoming knelt on the ground and honestly kowtowed his head.

Xiaobai and Feng Linger looked at each other. All this happened too quickly. Although both of them were extremely intelligent women, they still didn't understand the behavior of the three. But seeing the middle-aged man smiling, they knew that things were going in a good direction.

The middle-aged man suddenly looked dark and said, "How on earth did the younger brother die? Let's finish the cause and effect.

"Hmm. The master was originally going to the endless forest to find the ancient temple. At that time, we clashed with other dojos..." Xuanyuanxun completely explained the cause and effect of the incident.

This is more than half an hour. This is still the result of Xuanyuanxun trying to omit some details, otherwise he will not be able to finish it in two hours.

The middle-aged man listened and didn't speak for a long time.

It took a long time to say, "You don't have to blame yourself. What level are you in now? I don't think you are in your twenties.

"Wu Zun."

"Wu Zun."

"Wu Zun."

"Wu Zun."

"Wu Zun."

Wu Zun was said one after another. The middle-aged man was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Wu Zun? How old are they? They are only 24 or 25 years old. Looking at Xuanyuan and the wind bell girl, she is only about 22 years old. Is it already the realm of Wu Zun at such a young age? The future of the five people is unlimited. Middle-aged men are increasingly admiring their courage. Unexpectedly, he accepted Li Zhongling, an apprentice, at the cost of opposition to the whole Tianji Taoist field. Wu Zun, who is in his twenties, will definitely have a chance to break through to the level of martial arts in the future.

There are five candidates today for the god of war that has not appeared for tens of thousands of years. And one of them is actually his apprentice. How can this make middle-aged men not excited and happy?