"Disciple?" Su Poman raised his eyebrows, feeling a little surprised. He didn't expect that this golden immortal came for him.
There was silence in the field at this time, but almost everyone present felt as if there were thousands of thunders flashing through their hearts, and then endless acid water burst out. Looking at the figure in the field, they wished they could replace it with their own bodies.
"Damn, I'm really lucky, why can't I get it?"
"Wow, wow, wow! Heaven! Earth, do you even need to think about this? If you want me to jump up and kowtow eight hundred times to the Lord! Even if I recognize my father on the spot!"
"I think about it too, I think about it too, sir, why don't you ask me? I'm really sad..."
"This is a great opportunity. Compared with this, rushing into the trial court becomes less important! Once he becomes that gentleman's disciple, even if he admits that he killed Ning Wanhu, no one will dare to convict him of the crime. On the contrary, many evil deeds of Squad 14 will be uncovered to make a solid case!"
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Everyone's thoughts were mixed, but everyone was envious of Su Poman's good luck.
Being able to become a disciple of such a great figure, the next path of cultivation will be extremely smooth. Even if you don't take risks, it is a certainty to become a strong person in the fairy world through step-by-step cultivation!
The silence in the field remained as before. Su Poman looked at the Nine Swords Venerable up and down, and asked extremely seriously: "Then... you want to accept me as your disciple, then what state are you in now?"
Wow!
As soon as he said this, the place instantly became uncontrollably commotion.
"Is this kid suffering from convulsions? Why don't you agree quickly and still have such an attitude? Why, do you think the Nine Swords Venerable is not worthy of being his master?"
"It's so irritating. If you don't want to be a part of it, why not give this opportunity to me!"
"He deserves a beating so much that I almost want to rush up and give him a blow! That's the Nine Swords Venerable, someone who is admired and admired by countless swordsmen monks, and he even started bargaining!"
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The Lord of Nine Swords looked slightly startled, then smiled softly, looked at Su Poman with gentle eyes, and said with a smile: "You kid is quite interesting. It doesn't hurt to tell you. I am now only half the distance from the Immortal King Realm." step!"
"You are still half a step away from the Immortal Lord, which means you are still in the Golden Immortal realm?" Su Poman said thoughtfully.
"Ah! Ah! I really can't stand it anymore. I want to go up and chop him to death, but he actually dislikes the Venerable!"
"Yes, this is so hateful. He is still picking and choosing the opportunities that others can only dream of. People and gods are outraged!"
"It's really unreasonable!"
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The crowd was excited and everyone looked at Su Poman with gritted teeth. It was as if the school beauty that others dreamed of invited him to have a drink, but he asked him if he was ugly without makeup. Even the boiling sheep couldn't bear it!
Upon hearing this, the Nine Swords Venerable nodded calmly, and then added: "But ordinary monks in the Immortal Lord Realm can't do this!"
This scene looks a bit weird.
It was as if Su Poman was the boss, and Lord Nine Swords was the one who applied for the job.
In the eyes of others, it is very unbelievable, but the Nine Swords Master understands that such a genius is rare. Now he has the ability to fight across the ranks. If he does not fall in the future, his achievements will be high.
Once this kind of talent and fighting ability is discovered by other old monsters, it will not only be the Golden Immortal class who come to snatch disciples, I am afraid that the Immortal Lord will fight for this kind of talented seedling.
Moreover, he believes that through his training, his legacy can be passed on and even be carried forward!
Thinking of this, Lord Nine Swords could not help but flash a trace of desire in his gentle eyes. He looked at Su Poman even more eagerly, and then said: "As long as you are willing to become my disciple, I can give you You have a king-level immortal mansion, and the natal flying sword in your dantian is tempered into an imperial-level immortal weapon. In addition, there are also the swordsmanship skills and many law insights that I have learned..."
When everyone present heard this, they felt that their Taoist hearts were a little unstable.
They didn't even dare to dream of this kind of thing, and now they have met it, but it's a pity that the opportunity is not in their favour.
Many pairs of eyes slowly became bloodshot and turned red. Those who were timid didn't even dare to stay here, for fear that they would go crazy due to jealousy.
"Senior, thank you for your affirmation of the boy's potential. Although these things you said are good, they are not that helpful to me. Golden Wonderland, to be honest, is just a small goal for me! Although you are now You are stronger than me, but I am confident that I will surpass you in strength within a hundred years!" Su Poman said rather brazenly.
There were some things he didn't say. He had already worshiped Immortal Emperor Jinghong as his disciple before. With the Immortal Emperor's inheritance, he looked down on these foreign objects at all.
Before, he was obsessed with the art of flying swords, but after experiencing the Pangu inheritance, he felt more and more that his own practice was the most fundamental thing. After all, flying swords could only become a way to protect the Tao, not a way to achieve enlightenment.
With the existence of Ziyuan Roulette, he does not lack the means to improve his combat power. After he creates a technique that suits him, his own strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. By then, Golden Immortal may come to him. It is said that it is no longer an existence that is difficult to deal with.
However, as soon as Su Poman said these words, not only everyone present could not hold back, some people cursed angrily on the spot, even the Master of Nine Swords frowned and looked at Su Poman with a puzzled expression. He felt The conditions given by him are already very generous. Unless they are the direct descendants of the emperor or the Immortal Lord, there is no reason for others to refuse such conditions.
He looked at Su Poman silently, as if waiting for him to continue explaining.
"Senior, how old do you think I am now?" Su Poman also saw what the other party meant and raised his head and asked.
The Lord Nine Swords narrowed his eyes, and there seemed to be a divine light flashing across his eyes. He shook his head slightly and said: "Your kid's physical body is strange. It seems that he has been destroyed and reborn countless times. His bloodline is also very strange. It is difficult to tell the age of his bones. As for the calculation of cause and effect, it’s even more chaotic, so stop beating around the bush and just tell the truth!”
"The boy has been practicing so far. He is only half a hundred years old. He has not been practicing for a long time. He still ascended from the lower world. Do you think there will be a chance to surpass you in another hundred years?" Su Poman said with a slight contentment.
At this time, his foundation has been established and his heritage is unbreakable. Even if he exposes some of his secrets, he is no longer afraid of others coveting him.
If anyone dares to attack him because of this, just kill them all, just in time to accumulate more law points for Ziyuan Roulette.
It's not like he has never done this kind of thing in the lower realm. He killed them until the big clans and factions were frightened, so naturally no one would try to take advantage of him again.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Only half a hundred? Even if you start practicing from your mother's womb, you still can't reach the realm of immortals!"
"The person who ascended to the lower world is less than fifty years old? Even if he is a fairy god, he can't practice so fast!"
"This person is really lying!"
"Your Majesty, please don't be deceived by this little thief!"
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As a powerful monk at the level of a half-step Immortal Lord, the Lord of Nine Swords naturally has the means to distinguish authenticity. His pupils shrank and his heart was greatly shaken. He asked in a slightly urgent voice: "Then how long have you been ascending to the immortal world? "
"Less than half a year!" The proud smile on Su Poman's face became even brighter, and he looked even more in need of a beating.
The face of the Lord Nine Swords suddenly changed, his eyes widened and he asked in disbelief: "What? In less than half a year, you have reached the sixth-level heavenly realm?" (End of this chapter)
