After entering the store, Lu Xuanji immediately exuded a hint of Nascent Soul aura, announcing his arrival.
He didn't intend to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger, but directly exuded a hint of terror to show his identity.
Most monks were too weak to sense anything, but the Golden Core monk could sense everything, but he quickly appeared and said respectfully: "Senior, what do you mean when you come to Baiyu Island?"
"I need nearby charts and information about Beluga Island!" Lu Xuanji said, "Make a price!"
"Senior, wait a moment."
The golden elixir monk said and disappeared.
After a while, he brought out a sea chart and a jade slip with relevant information on it.
"Senior, I only need one thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!"
The golden elixir monk spoke.
"I'll give you two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones!" Lu Xuanji said, directly handing over the two thousand middle-grade spiritual stones.
"Thank you, senior!"
The golden elixir monk immediately expressed his gratitude.
"Farewell!"
Lu Xuanji left the store.
The young man also looked at this scene stupidly, and followed closely behind him, walking out of the store.
That Jindan monk was one of the ancestors of the Zhao family, but he treated this senior respectfully. This senior might be the real Jindan, or even more powerful.
After walking, when they arrived at the city gate, Lu Xuanji said, "Young man, please leave! I'm leaving!"
"Senior, is this the real Jin Dan?"
the boy asked.
"No, I am a Yuanying monk!" Lu Xuanji said.
"Senior, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?" the young man asked, but he regretted the moment he said it, because his qualifications were average, only the four spiritual roots; his understanding was also average, belonging to ordinary people; as for his physique, he was also a mortal. No special constitution.
From the inside out, they are all ordinary people.
What qualifications do you have to become the disciple of a Nascent Soul True Lord?
Lu Xuanji said: "I'm going to a far away place and don't have time. Besides, your qualifications are average..."
The meaning of rejection is already obvious.
There are also corresponding standards for accepting apprentices.
The apprentice's qualifications must be good, not only the Heavenly Spiritual Root, but also the Secondary Spiritual Root, or the Extraordinary Spiritual Root, or have a special physique. In this way, the cost of cultivation is low, the growth rate is fast, and it is more efficient than cultivating some waste.
Of course, if someone has outstanding understanding, comparable to [the ruthless emperor], even if his qualifications are slightly inferior, even if he is a loser, he will be accepted as his disciple.
But the person in front of him has average qualifications and average understanding, so he is not suitable to be his disciple.
"Senior, I have a treasure map that I want to dedicate to senior... I hope senior will accept me as his disciple!"
The young man knelt on the ground, took out a treasure map from his storage bag and handed it over.
The treasure map seems to be forged from some kind of animal skin, with patterns and ancient words carved on it, just like ghost paintings.
Lu Xuanji just took the treasure map casually, looking very unconcerned.
But when his spiritual thoughts swept over him, there was a flash of astonishment.
He looked carefully again, his astonishment increasing.
After reading it three times in a row, Lu Xuanji put away the treasure map and said, "Let's go!"
"yes!"
The boy stood up.
The two people left the city, and a flying boat appeared at Lu Xuanji's feet, and the flying boat disappeared carrying the two people.
Moments later, the two of them appeared on the sea. The blue ocean was sparkling and the water was rippling. Seabirds were flying in the sky, fish were swimming in the distance, and the breeze was blowing, and their hair was flying.
Lu Xuanji asked: "Where did that treasure map come from?"
The young man smiled bitterly and said: "My ancestors were also rich. This treasure map was left by our ancestors."
"Why leave it to me!"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"Senior's character is not bad. I can give it to him in exchange for some things, but other people may not be as trustworthy as senior!" the young man said. In just a short moment, he roughly guessed this senior's character. .
This senior has a good character.
This was why he had the courage to donate the treasure map.
If it were a monk with poor character, he would not know how to do it and would not dare to do it.
"Okay, you can be my apprentice!"
Lu Xuanji said, "Your qualifications are a bit poor. You must find a way to improve your qualifications...otherwise your cultivation speed will be very slow."
"senior……"
The young man was stunned.
"Kneel down and become your disciple!" Lu Xuanji said.
"Disciple, Li Qingwei, meet the master!"
The young man knelt on the deck and kowtowed.
"Disciple, my master's name is Lu Xuanji... I come from the Eastern Wasteland of Yuan Continent. I won't stay here for too long, and will return to the Eastern Wasteland soon!" Lu Xuanji spoke, telling some extremely important information. .
Li Qingwei has average qualifications, average understanding, and average opportunities. He is a mortal.
Logically speaking, he is not qualified to be his disciple.
It's just that the treasure map is so valuable that he deserves to make an exception.
After a moment of instruction, Lu Xuanji took out a fifth-grade good luck pill and handed it over.
Li Qingwei took it on the spot, and his body immediately felt like it was on fire. He was sweating all over his body, like braised prawns, and felt indescribable discomfort and pain all over his body.
At this moment, it felt like being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts, and my whole body was in extreme pain.
Ahhhh!
He couldn't help shouting.
"Disciple, you have to hold on!" Lu Xuanji said: "Disciple, your qualifications are average. You only have four spiritual roots. There is little hope of achieving foundation building, and your future prospects are limited. If you want to change all this, it is very difficult to improve your qualifications. Important. The elixir just now was a fifth-grade good luck elixir!"
"After taking the fifth-grade good fortune pill, it can cleanse the marrow and cut the hair, and improve the monk's qualifications. It can continuously improve your cultivation qualifications and is comparable to the second-grade spiritual root monks. There is hope for the golden pill in the future!"
"Disciple, you have to hold on!"
"Disciple understands!"
After only barking a few times, Li Qingwei stopped barking.
He didn't want this teacher to look down on him.
His qualifications are average, his understanding is average, his luck is average, his opportunities are average, many of them are average, and he belongs to the crowd.
If you want to achieve something, you must have firm perseverance.
If you can't bear the pain of being pointed out in front of you, how can you win the favor of the teacher, how can you change your life against the will of heaven.
Looking at this apprentice, struggling in pain, he was trying to hold back his screams.
Lu Xuanji was very satisfied.
At least there is still some willpower, and it is possible to carve even rotten wood.
After a quarter of an hour, Li Qingwei stood up, and the pain on his body was reduced by more than half.
"Thank you Master!"
Li Qingwei said, his body a little weak.
But there was a sense of joy in his eyes.
Just activated the technique, spiritual energy rolled in immediately, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy was more than three times faster.
He still has four spiritual roots, but after taking the fifth-grade creation pill, his physique has improved a lot.
"You go and rest for now, I'll sort out the techniques for you!" Lu Xuanji said.
"yes!"
With that said, Li Qingwei entered the cabin and rested.
…
Lu Xuanji also arrived in the cabin, opened the treasure map and examined it carefully.
This treasure map is of great value.
Touching the hide, the hide seems inconspicuous, but the qualification check revealed that it is extremely tough. It is forged from the fur of a high-level ferocious beast, at least the hide of a harmonious beast.
There is a picture on it, recording the location of a treasure house.
On the scroll, there are ancient writings that are at least a million years old.
It just so happened that he recognized it.
It took another moment of appraisal to confirm that the treasure map was genuine.
