It is definitely not possible to become a disciple.
Senior Youhuang mentioned the evil thoughts of the drunkard ancestor last time, so Qin Yan would naturally not be fooled by this.
Of course, the most important thing is Qin Yan's heartfelt rejection.
"Excuse me, farewell." Qin Yan said to the drunkard ancestor before leaving.
Seeing that Qin Yan was about to leave, the drunkard ancestor immediately screamed angrily.
"You bastard, you damn bastard, you are so angry at my ancestors, you are so angry at my ancestors, ah ah ah -"
"Is it so unbearable to be my ancestor's disciple?"
The alcoholic ancestor's mentality completely collapsed.
His ancestor, a drunkard, was at the peak of the Demigod Realm. If he hadn't been captured by the demon-killing warrior Chu Tian and imprisoned in this God-Suppressing Prison, he would have already reached the peak of the Demigod Realm.
Even - it is possible that he has ascended to the throne of God and become a god.
How majestic was his old drunkard ancestor in Longteng Continent? He stands at the pinnacle of the Soaring Dragon Continent, has countless followers, and is the ancestor of countless people.
How many amazing geniuses dreamed of becoming his disciples, and even if they were registered disciples, countless amazing geniuses would fight over their heads.
But his drunkard ancestor always looked down upon him.
Do you think there is any genius in this world who is worthy of being accepted as a disciple by someone like his drunkard ancestor?
But now, he was ruthlessly rejected by Qin Yan twice.
It's a shame, it's a shame.
It was an insult to his soul.
If he hadn't been imprisoned in this prison tomb, he would really have cried to Qin Yan.
Don't bully the elderly like this.
He had been imprisoned for too long and had lost his temper.
Seeing that Qin Yan really turned around and left, the drunkard ancestor shouted quickly: "Hey boy, don't leave, we have something to discuss. Just forget it if you don't want to accept me as your teacher. That will be the biggest loss in your life." Yeah. If I weren’t afraid that what I’d learned all my life would be lost to others, you’d think I’d care less about you, kid.”
Seeing that the drunkard ancestor changed his mind, Qin Yan walked back.
"Hey, kid, you don't want to be my master, but you also want to get some practice techniques suitable for you from me, right?" The drunkard ancestor asked with a sinister smile.
How could Qin Yan not know that such a good thing was obviously impossible from the alcoholic ancestor?
It might be possible with Senior Youhuang, but the problem is that Senior Youhuang doesn't have a technique suitable for his practice.
Therefore, for the time being, Qin Yan has no other choice but to watch the drunkard ancestor.
Qin Yan said: "So, Drunkard Ancestor, what conditions do you want to put forward?"
"Hehe." The drunkard ancestor suddenly smiled and said: "Boy, you are really smart as ice and snow, you can understand everything. Of course it is impossible for nothing to happen. If you want to solve it once and for all, then worship me, ancestor. As a teacher, as long as you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you everything you need without reservation."
"If you are not willing to worship me as your teacher, then I still have a way to take a step back. Otherwise, you and I will become sworn brothers. From now on, you can call me big brother. It can also meet most of your requirements.”
Betrothed to Jinlan?
Ah, what are you thinking about?
Qin Yan said directly: "You should state your conditions."
Drunkard Ancestor:…….
The drunkard ancestor became depressed again. How could there be such a brat who couldn't afford daily necessities?
It’s okay to be my ancestor’s disciple if you don’t want to, but you don’t want to be my adopted brother?
It’s not like I want you to be my adopted son.
hateful.
If this ancestor hadn't been trapped in this prison tomb, he would have been cut into pieces.
The drunkard ancestor felt resentful in his heart and then said: "First, bring me a jar of 180,000 yuan of fine wine and then talk about it."
"Wine?" Qin Yan looked at the prison tomb of the alcoholic ancestor with a slight frown.
One hundred and eighty thousand altars?
Want something better?
"Yes, wine. Otherwise? In addition to wine, what else can you give to my ancestor? I asked you to let me out, will you? I asked you to stop the Karma Thunder in my prison tomb. Drop it, can you? Let’s not talk about whether your kid is willing or not. Even if your kid is willing, you can’t control the God-Suppressing Prison.”
"So, apart from drinking, what else can I expect from you?"
"One hundred and eighty thousand jars is not much. It is enough for me to drink for a few years. What I want is very little."
"Don't make some horse urine to fool me. My ancestor has very high requirements for wine. Not to mention the ten thousand-year-old ambergris, the thousand-year-old spirit wine is definitely what I want. If you can find drunk Wangxian, that’s the best, it’s my ancestor’s favorite. If it doesn’t work, Baiguo Lingjiu can barely make do.”
"Let's do this for now. Boy, if you want a technique that suits your practice, it's no problem. I have plenty of them here."
"As long as you get the wine for me first, I promise to make you the richest boy in the entire Dragon World immediately."
Qin Yan:......
One hundred and eighty thousand altars is not much?
Even if all the wine in Qinghe City were looted, there wouldn't be as many as 180,000 jars, right?
What about the ten thousand-year-old ambergris, the thousand-year-old spirit wine, the drunken immortal, the hundred-fruit spirit wine——
Qin Yan has never heard of any of these, but just by hearing the name, he knows that this is definitely a rare wine in the world, and it is far beyond the reach of people at Qin Yan's level.
It is impossible for Qin Yan to get even a drop of these wines.
In a small place like Qinghe City, even the best and most expensive wine is probably the same as horse urine to the alcoholic ancestor, right?
This request immediately made Qin Yan speechless.
Qin Yan said directly: "Drunkard Ancestor, maybe you haven't woken up from your dream, so I won't disturb your sweet dreams. I'll take my leave."
"stop!"
Qin Yan left after a disagreement, which really made the drunkard ancestor angry!
His requirements are low enough, right?
But this brat actually——
If you don't know what you are interested in, you won't know what you are interested in.
The drunkard ancestor said in a resentful tone: "Boy, you don't want the technique anymore?"
Qin Yan curled his lips and said: "Of course I want it, but your alcoholic ancestor's request to forgive Qin Yan is really unsatisfactory. So forget it, I'll find someone else to take a look. The gods and demons imprisoned in this town's prison are... There are more than 100,000, even if the survival rate is only 20 to 30%, how can there still be 20,000 to 30,000 gods and demons alive, right?"
"I'm going to try my luck and see if any senior is willing to give me some skills, or find someone with lower requirements."
you you you--
The ancestor is so angry!
The drunkard ancestor screamed angrily again.
Isn’t this ancestor’s request low enough?
This stinky boy has deceived my ancestor into being too prosperous.
Although the alcoholic ancestor is angry, he has not drank for a hundred thousand years, and his mouth has long faded away.
This feeling is really worse than death.
To describe it as worse than life is not an exaggeration.
After finally catching an opportunity, the alcoholic ancestor will naturally not let it go.
Therefore, the drunkard ancestor immediately said: "You brat, do you know how to do business? The important thing in business is to bargain, isn't it?"
"The price quoted by my ancestor - you don't have to trade at this price, right?"
"How about - you pay back the price first?"
puff!
Hearing this, Qin Yan almost laughed out loud.
In fact, he said this deliberately just now, just because he wanted to have more chips to talk to the alcoholic ancestor.
Qin Yan now has so much leisure time to slowly find other gods and demons to make deals?
Therefore, he must occupy a dominant position so that he can better negotiate terms with the alcoholic ancestor, so that he can maximize his benefits.
When dealing with an old vixen like Drunkard Patriarch, you have to be better than him, otherwise you will definitely suffer.
Qin Yan shook his head directly and said: "Forget it, forget it, you have raised the price to the sky, how do you ask me to pay it back? What is my situation now? Don't you, the alcoholic ancestor, have any idea? There is absolutely no need to pay it back. What else is there to say?”
"You old man, please continue to dream. I'll find other seniors. I'll say goodbye to you."
