When Hunjun begins to make elixirs

Chapter 447 Accepting a Disciple
The methods of the weak inevitably have a despicable undertone.

If Dayin had the strength to win a head-on battle with the immortal cultivators, he would not have resorted to such a trick. Conspiracies and intrigues are always the icing on the cake and cannot determine the direction of the war. Only when the country is strong and the military is strong is the truth.

Dayin needs at least twenty years of recuperation and development as a sorcerer. However, the immortal cultivators will not give him such a long time. They will invade Dayin at all costs.

With Li Shun in control of the teleportation array, he could delay time as long as he sent heavy troops to guard two key points, one was the Strait of Death and the other was the Bone Sea Desert. He also communicated with the monsters among them to understand the movements of the immortal cultivators, and secretly Plan and make stumbling blocks.

In Laodong Village, the villagers believed half of his lies, and the other half were afraid of the power of those in power, even if they were beaten to death. As for how and what to believe, only they themselves know.

At this time, their fiery hearts that longed for their children to be accepted as disciples by Li Shun gradually cooled down.

As the largest slave owner in the old East Village, the village chief has some knowledge, otherwise he would not know about the Salvation Sect. Now, he once again denied his guess. Li Shun's monstrous words to deceive the public were frightening.

This is rebellion, not salvation.

His trembling hands unconsciously pulled his son back, and he also took a few steps back.

His actions caught Li Shun's eyes and aroused Li Shun's interest. Li Shun narrowed his eyes, condensed his eyes, and said with a hint of leering: "Village chief, what's the matter? You don't want your child to be my disciple?"

The village chief hurriedly explained: "Where? I am ignorant and have offended a real person. I dare not ask for anything."

Li Shun said in an unhappy tone: "Are you saying that I am narrow-minded?"

The village chief's legs went weak and he almost knelt down. Fortunately, his son was in front of him to block him: "Don't dare! The real person has the world in mind, and what he does is a big deal. How can we, the common people, be qualified to participate? I hope the real person will let him go."

Li Shun took the village chief's son next to him, released his silencing spell, and asked: "Little devil, what's your name?"

The child suppressed the fear in his heart, still pretending to be ignorant, and said: "My name is Xiang Xun."

This was the first time that Li Shun had seen such a wealthy child, but his acting skills were a bit poor. Normally, children would burst into tears after this experience, so how could they answer so calmly!
Li Shun showed a smile that tempted a child to look at goldfish: "You just asked me to accept you as my disciple, but now your father doesn't agree, what will you do?"

Xiang Xun didn't even look at his father and said directly: "I am willing. He can't be my master. As long as the real person can accept me, I will do anything."

"Oh?" Li Shun asked, thinking: "Has the father-son relationship in Jia Ya Fairy Kingdom advanced to this point?"

He asked: "Kid, do you understand what I just said? Becoming your teacher is very dangerous, and you will die if you are careful."

Seeing that Li Shun spoke so straightforwardly, Xiang Xun also stopped pretending to be pitiful and said with a serious expression: "Once a teacher, always a father. If I become Master's disciple, I will follow Master's instructions." Will never betray."

Li Shun groaned, put his hand on Xiang Xun's head, and felt his bones: "My bones are average and my character is acceptable. I will accept you as my disciple."

Xiang Xun was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears of joy, as if he was hypocritical: "Disciple pays homage to the master."

When the village chief saw his son kowtow to Li Shun, he shouted twice: "Son! You..."

Xiang Xun turned back to his father and said firmly: "Dad, I must become an immortal cultivator! Then find that woman and ask her!"

Li Shun knew that there must be a story in it, and he knew without guessing that it must be related to the word love, love or family affection, choose one of the two.

He had no intention of delving into other people's secrets and continued to say to others: "Whether you are a citizen or a slave, regardless of age or gender, I will count ten times. Anyone who is willing to become a disciple should come forward and salute, and I will accept it immediately!"

Xiang Xun glanced at Li Shun in disbelief. He had tried so hard to become a disciple, but in the end it was so easy.

Is this master really in tune?

Li Shun felt Xiang Xun's gaze and said with a smile: "What? Questioning your master?" Xiang Xun said quickly: "Disciples don't dare."

Li Shundao: "I just don't dare, I still don't believe it."

Xiang Xun was at a loss for words, could this man still speak properly?
Li Shun counted directly: "Ten, nine, eight..."

The pitch of each sound is the same, the rhythm is slow, and no emotion can be heard.

"One"

After counting to ten, no one moved. Several villagers' children were somewhat moved, but their parents held them tightly.

Li Shun was not surprised. Long-term slavery could not be awakened by just one or two words.

He shook his head and said: "I gave you the opportunity, but you don't know how to cherish it. I don't think you deserve it. Your destiny is in your own hands."

After he finished speaking, he said to Xiang Xun, "Say goodbye to your father."

The village chief was anxious: "Where are you taking my son?"

Li Shun didn't answer, just glanced at Dongfang.

Xiang Xun breathed out heavily and said to his father: "You are still young, there is no need to dwell on the past. Some people are not worth it. I'm leaving, you can have another one!"

Li Shun secretly praised him, what a good boy, he is indeed decisive.

Li Shun lifted Xiang Xun's collar, and auspicious clouds rose under his feet. Those present only heard a whooshing sound, and the two disappeared.

The villagers in Laodong Village breathed a sigh of relief. The village chief stared blankly at the place where the two people disappeared, and he had not yet recovered.

"He just took my son away like that? It seems like he didn't even give his name!"

Most of the slaves were still numb, with only a few children looking at the horizon with a trace of struggle in their eyes.

Less than ten miles away from Old East Village, the two landed by a small stream.

Seeing that this place was not far from the village, Xiang Xun asked in confusion: "Master, why do you stop here?"

Li Shun saw that at such a young age, he was flying high in the clouds, without panicking, and could still observe the environment and ask questions. He nodded slightly: "I didn't expect that your foundation is so bad, but your character is really good, and you can be brought up. Your father has done a lot for you. Bribing the cultivator?"

Xiang Xun nodded: "They all said that I would never be a great person, so they took the things and left."

Li Shun agreed: "Indeed, with your strength, even if you embark on the path of cultivating immortality, you will not be able to live forever. A hundred years of practicing Qi is your limit. No sect is willing to invest resources for someone like you."

Xiang Xun's expression changed slightly and he looked at Li Shun nervously. Could it be that he regretted it and wanted to leave me behind?
Li Shun touched his head, picked up a branch floating down from the river, and came to a flat grassland on the bank. With a flick of his fingertips, the power of the green dragon was activated, and the branch fell to the ground and took root. In between, it grew into a towering tree.

Xiang Xun was stunned when he saw it. Although the immortal cultivators he had seen before were impressive, none of them had such magical means.

He couldn't believe that stepping forward and stroking the thick tree trunk was not a trick!
He is not an ignorant child. Because of his mother, he has been exposed to the cultivation of immortals very early, so he understands that the cultivation of those who can do this is definitely close to that of immortals! At least he is a powerful person who is proficient in the rules of Yuanshenqi.

Would such an expert personally come to their village to recruit disciples? And it’s so casual! I am hugging myself to my thighs!

(End of this chapter)