Unbeatable Evil King

All night, the old man taught Ye Wuqian about the early knowledge of cultivation, until he reached the level of Xuanwu.

From low to high, the cultivation realm is the postnatal small star realm, the acquired big star realm, the congenital realm, the Yellow level martial arts person, and the metaphysical level martial arts person. But the old man didn't mention it to him, but let Ye Wuxiang go to that level to understand it.

"I can't imagine that there is so much knowledge in practice that I don't know. Thank you very much for your teaching tonight. Thank you very much." Ye Wuqian is a sincere thanks, others may not be willing to impart this knowledge.

The old man did not agree. In fact, with such a little superficial knowledge, ye Wuqian could find anyone who practiced this way to understand it, not including Xiong Yang.

Ye Wuque didn't sleep all night, but he was very energetic and didn't feel tired at all.

Now it has been a day, and there are still 24 hours left. Li Shengnan has to release himself. There is no evidence to accuse Ye Wuqian. He can't be kept in custody all the time.

"Old man, what did you come in for?" Ye Wuqian didn't question what the old man had done, but what he did for. There was a big difference between the two. One was active and the other was passive.

When the old man heard the speech, he seemed to think of a certain period of unforgettable past. There was a chill in his deep eyes.

The power of those who can force the old man to enter the detention room willingly and suffer a lot can be said to be extraordinary.

After pondering for a while, the old man was relieved and said slowly: "I had an enemy before. In order to solve our grievances, I decided to take a move as a gambling engagement. If I can't bear it, I must stay in the detention center for ten years. But I didn't admit defeat. At that time, we agreed that after ten years, our disciples would compete again. "

The old man's ferocious appearance of gnashing his teeth is a bit cruel. It seems that he has a big feud with each other.

Ye Wuqian thinks that the strength between the masters should be very strong. If it is a fight to the death, it is very likely that both sides will be hurt. It is reasonable to divide the victory and defeat by one move. However, it seems a bit excessive to extend the gratitude and resentment of this generation to the next generation.

"How long is it to be about ten years away?"

The old man looked up and seemed to be calculating how long it would be in the next ten years, holding his white beard.

Ye Wuxiang couldn't help but blush. Did the old man pay attention to this bet and even forgot the date? It's not bad that the disciples of other people come to visit.

The old man thought for a long time. Finally, he patted his head and yelled, "by the way, this year is just the tenth year. According to the agreement, our disciples will have to have a competition this year."

Ye Wuque shrugged his shoulders. The resentment of others has nothing to do with him. Let's just listen to the story. However, he also wants to see what kind of scene, moves and power of the master's disciple duel, so that he can make a reference.

First of all, the old man is so strong. If you can keep a good relationship with him, you may be able to help yourself in the future, that is, to establish a relationship with the old man's disciple.

"Old man, Congratulations, you can go out now. You don't have to stay in this place." Ye Wuqian flattered.

"What a fart. I will lose face when I go out now." Exclaimed the old man, who was very angry, and walked about the room, looking worried.

Ye Wuque doesn't understand that the old man is also an expert in the world. He is supposed to be extraordinary and refined. How can he care about the eyes of the outside world? Try to ask: "master, are you worried that your disciples can't compare with your mortal enemies?"

"It's not that I'm worried that I don't have any disciples." The old man was so anxious that he sat on the bed, his eyes glinting, but he didn't seem to worry about it.

Ye Wuqian changed his outlook on the old man again. When he lost to his enemy, he didn't say what happened to your strength. Later, he agreed that his disciples would decide the winner or loser. You were good, but even the disciples didn't accept it. Can't you think of playing by yourself and bullying the small with the big?

If the old man had such a bad idea, he would have lost his face.

Ye Wuque couldn't get in the way. Instead, he said, "master, with your unparalleled accomplishments, go out and find a genius to teach for a year. I believe that you can also cultivate a strong disciple."

This kind of comforting words, even ye Wuqian, feels hypocritical to himself. In a short period of one year, it is not wishful thinking to cultivate a disciple who can compare with others for ten years.

Unless there is a miracle in the world, the other party does not accept disciples.

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked at Ye Wuqian. The thief's eyes were like a conspiracy.

"Boy, I think you have a good aptitude. Of course, there is still a big gap compared with many talents. However, with the help of my husband for one year, maybe you can be promoted to the level of Xuanwu, and then you can barely catch up with the cultivation speed of genius."

"Ah, the elder wants me to take the place of your disciple?" Last night, he was willing to teach others. It's no wonder that he was so willing to teach.

He was shot for no reason. Ye Wuque is not a dull man. If the old man asks for him, he has to make a profit."Elder, it's my honor to help you, but you also know that my cultivation has always been in the congenital realm. Unless you can really improve my strength within a year, I will sincerely fight for you, but I can't beat the other party, and I will lose your face in the end."

"Well, didn't I tell you? There is an old man here. I guarantee that you can reach the level of Xuanwu within one year. "

Ye Wuque is worried about where to find someone to guide him to practice. Without a master, there is also a great disadvantage. When there is a problem in self-cultivation, no one can check it.

On the one hand, it is the temptation of Xuanwu people, and the other is fighting with others. How to calculate this account is worth it.

Such a good deal, if ye Wuqian still refuses to agree, it will be strange if he is not killed by thunder.

"Master, well, I can't promise you, but I can't guarantee to win. I can only say I'll do my best." Ye Wuqi specially left a way back, in case of losing at that time, it is not necessary to bear too much responsibility.

The old man nodded with a smile, stroked his beard and gazed at Ye Wuxiang, as if he were looking at a treasure.

Ye Wuque always feels that the old man is hiding something from him, but he has nothing to let the other party peep at.

"Ye Wuqian, someone is coming to visit you. You are ready now and will come out immediately." There was a lot of noise outside, which should have been called out by the police in the detention room.

It turned out that someone came to find Ye Wuqian, who should be under the star gang. So ye Wuqian informed the old man and left the detention room immediately.

However, when ye Wumian left, the old man's eyes suddenly became bleak and cold. He had been staring at ye Wuque's back until he disappeared.