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Immemorial Paragon. - Chapter 626

Published at 31st of January 2023 06:02:16 PM


Chapter 626

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"Brother Hou, do you want to accept this little brother as your personal disciple?"

Hearing Hou Shihua's words, the shopkeeper immediately felt his head buzzing, feeling that his thinking was not enough.

He just accepted Mo Qingyun as a boy and was rejected, and now he wants to accept him as a direct disciple, which is too incomprehensible.

Of course, while the shopkeeper showed surprise, he also knew very well in his heart that Mo Qingyun could make the sloppy old man value him so much.

This means that Mo Qingyun is indeed good enough.

Otherwise, with the personality of a sloppy old man, he wouldn't accept disciples so easily.

"Congratulations, brother Hou, for accepting a good apprentice!"

After thinking about it, the shopkeeper smiled lightly and congratulated the sloppy old man.

However, without waiting for the shopkeeper's words to fall, Mo Qingyun's next words made everyone dumbfounded.

"Senior, isn't it too hasty for you to accept the junior as a disciple like this?"

Hearing the words of the sloppy old man Hou Shihua, Mo Qingyun showed a wry smile, and said a helpless word to the sloppy old man.

Judging from the behavior of the old man right now, it seems that he is determined to prevent him from participating in the Wanfu Fairy Association.

The eighth rank alchemy emperor wants to accept Mo Qingyun as his personal disciple, but Mo Qingyun is still unwilling?

Seeing Mo Qingyun's performance at this moment, everyone was dumbfounded again, and all of them stared wide-eyed and froze in place.

quiet!

At this moment, the hotel was completely quiet!

However, after a brief silence, there was an uproar in the hotel.

"Damn it, I can't take it anymore, this kid doesn't know how to cherish it too much, that's an eighth-rank Pill Emperor!"

"Why is there such a big gap between people? If there is an eighth-rank Alchemy King who accepts me as a disciple, I will also be willing!"

"Senior, he doesn't want to, but I do. Can you accept me as a disciple?"

"I don't want to be a disciple, senior, you can accept my disciple!"

...

All of a sudden, various wailing sounds came from the surroundings immediately.

"This little friend is really different from ordinary people!"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the shopkeeper was also taken aback, surprised by Mo Qingyun's performance.

In his opinion, when Mo Qingyun learned that Hou Shihua wanted to accept him as his personal disciple, he should have wept with joy and was overwhelmed with excitement.

But now Mo Qingyun is gone?

His performance was extremely calm, as if the person who accepted him as his disciple was not an eighth-rank alchemy emperor, but an alchemy apprentice.

"It's not something anyone can do to reject an eighth-rank Alchemy Emperor so easily."

After a brief silence, the shopkeeper smiled lightly, looked at Mo Qingyun and nodded appreciatively, and secretly said: "From this point of view, this little guy seems to be very difficult. If he grows up successfully, his future Unpredictable."

"You still don't want to?"

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, the slovenly old man also had a shocked expression, and was very surprised by Mo Qingyun's answer.

However, after a brief moment of stupefaction, Hou Shihua burst out laughing and praised: "You can so easily reject the eighth-rank Danhuang's apprentice, which shows that your mentality is very tough, and it is perfect to study the way of alchemy. If not, the old man will not let you go."

Looking at Mo Qingyun with admiration, the sloppy old man Hou Shihua showed a sly look on his face, and said with a wicked smile: "Boy, the more you don't want to be my disciple, the more I want to accept you as my disciple, you disciple The old man accepted it."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Qingyun's shoulder, and laughed loudly: "Good apprentice, you should follow your master to make alchemy."

Then, Mo Qingyun was forcibly taken away by this sloppy old man.

After seeing this scene, everyone was speechless for a while, and their expressions became extremely complicated.

An eighth-rank alchemy emperor whose strength is comparable to that of the top seven seals, actually wants to forcibly accept someone as his personal disciple.

When did it become so easy to become Danhuang's disciple?

When did it start that an eighth-rank alchemy powerhouse reached the point where he could not receive disciples?

At this moment, apart from the envy of Mo Qingyun, everyone only had envy for Mo Qingyun.

"Damn it, why can't I meet such a good thing!"

"Based on it, I'm afraid no alchemy apprentice will accept you as a disciple. Didn't you see that kid's knowledge of alchemy just now?"

"That's right! That kid's knowledge of alchemy far exceeds that of ordinary people, and he is definitely an incomparable talent in alchemy."

"Obviously you can rely on alchemy to make a living in the world, but you have to come to the Wanfu Fairy Association, this makes people live!"

...

Suddenly, there was another howl in the hotel!

"Everyone, go and rest first, I'll go see that little brother!"

Seeing that Hou Shihua forcibly took Mo Qingyun away, the shopkeeper looked dumbfounded, and turned to Fang Huaide and others to hand over a sentence.

"If that's the case, I'll be bothering Senior."

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Fang Huaide and others showed awe, and responded to the shopkeeper.

They knew very well in their hearts that the shopkeeper was so polite to them because of Mo Qingyun's face.

Therefore, can he not be aware of himself, and treat himself as an outsider.

Next, the Supreme Elder and others walked towards the hotel room under the guidance of the waiter.

After explaining to the shopkeeper and others, the shopkeeper didn't hesitate, and immediately went to Danhuang Hou Shihua.

After a while, under Hou Shihua's hostage, Mo Qingyun came to a quiet courtyard behind the hotel.

For this, Mo Qingyun could only smile wryly, he really did not expect that Hou Shihua would make such a move.

However, although Mo Qingyun was surprised by Hou Shihua's actions, he did not resist it too much.

For him, it would be a good thing to have multiple Master Pill Emperors who are comparable to the top seven seals.

If that's the case, he can have some more reliance when he acts in this city of ten thousand realms.

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun and the two came to the small courtyard, the shopkeeper also followed closely.

When he came to the small courtyard, the shopkeeper showed a slight smile, and said to Mo Qingyun with a smile: "Little brother, congratulations for being a famous teacher!"

"Ha ha!"

Hearing the shopkeeper's words, Mo Qingyun immediately smiled, shook his head helplessly, took out the alchemy ingredients, and said: "Senior, the alchemy ingredients are here, let's start refining and making all things spirit pill."

Seeing Mo Qingyun's expression, Hou Shihua showed a smug smile, and laughed loudly: "Good apprentice, you don't have to be so wronged, as long as you spend more time with the teacher, you will find that the teacher is good."

If you spend more time with the teacher, you will find that the teacher is good!

Hearing Hou Shihua's words, both Mo Qingyun and the shopkeeper were startled, and they both shook their heads and smiled wryly.

Hearing Hou Shihua's words, why does it feel like a bandit has tied up a woman from a good family, and wants the overlord to force his bow!

"Hey! This is the long-cherished fruit of Ziyunbao!"

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun and the other two were smiling wryly, Hou Shihua showed a look of surprise on his face, and frowned slightly: "Good apprentice, it seems that there is no such thing as Ziyunbao Suguo in the formula of the God and Soul Pill, right?"




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