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"You are looking for me," Lei Xiaoluo asked, standing three or four meters away from the old man.

At this time, the old man was able to ascertain that Lei Xiaoluo had no school or sect. From the energy fluctuations around his body, it could be seen that what he practiced was the most primitive method of self-cultivation without any improvement.

Moreover, Lei Xiaoluo doesn't know the etiquette in the cultivation world at all.

Different sects have different cultivation methods. These so-called improvements are nothing more than avoiding the awkward and difficult parts of the original method and creating some shortcuts for cultivation.

Of course, each school has its own secret tricks, which are respected as classics by people in this school.

Hutu commented on this very early on: the so-called change, to put it bluntly, remains the same. Instead of looking for those so-called shortcuts, it is better to take one step at a time, because those shortcuts are not necessarily suitable for everyone. As a cultivator, finding the most suitable one is the kingly way.

The old man smiled and said, "Young man, may I ask which sect you are from?"

"Sect, I belong to the Dragon Sect," Lei Xiaoluo said with a serious face.

"Huilongjiao," the old man frowned, "Forgive me for being ignorant, why have I never heard of this sect? I think I am familiar with Taoist classics. Since Lao Tzu preached to the present, I know any sect that exists in the world. I have never heard of Huilongjiao."

The old man is showing off his knowledge. There have been more than tens of thousands of sects of self-cultivation since ancient times, yet he has the audacity to say that he knows them all.

"No way, I don't even know about Huilong Sect, which is the number one sect in Yanhuang Kingdom," Lei Xiaoluo vowed.

"Really," the old man expressed his surprise, because Mao himself had never heard of it, the number one sect should be our Ten Thousand Immortals League, when will a Huilong sect pop up.

"Of course it is true," Lei Xiaoluo explained: "Our Huilong Sect is not only the largest religion in Yanhuang Kingdom, but also the largest religion in the world. The followers are widely distributed and the number of people is large. Church activities are mostly concentrated on weekend mornings. According to the "Huilong Bible", the general outline of the teachings of the Huilong religion is only six words, for, I will sleep for a while, "

Only then did the old man come to his senses: "You're kidding me,"

"Damn, what's the matter with you?" Lei Xiaoluo raised his eyebrows: "Brother has no family or sect, what's wrong with saying that you belong to the Huilong Sect, and what sect and sect are you from? What can you do with me? "

The old man suppressed the anger in his heart, since he became a cultivator, no one has dared to make such a joke with him.

"Hehe, this old man is the head of the Funiu Sect and one of the permanent directors of the Ten Thousand Immortals League. My name is Li Shuo," the old man smiled and put on a fairy-tale appearance.

"Fu Niu Pie, isn't it the legendary Fu Hua Fat Niu? You run a hot pot restaurant. That's great. I'm worrying about having no place to eat at noon. Are you going to give me a discount? I'll take more people there, free of charge. No way," Lei Xiaoluo said terribly.

Li Shuo was so angry that he almost vomited blood, you are the one who sells fat cows, and your whole family sells fat cows.

"Funiu from Funiu Mountain," Li Shuo explained through gritted teeth.

"Oh, so it's not a hot pot restaurant, what a pity," Lei Xiaoluo said with a regretful expression.

"Young man, what level are you now?" Li Shuo realized that Lei Xiaoluo's level was not low, so he wanted to accept him as an apprentice. Otherwise, how could he talk to him so kindly.

Lei Xiaoluo looked him up and down with deep eyes: "I'm not interested, let me tell you the truth, my family has a set of "Cultivation Dafa" handed down from my family, and it was never taken seriously by the elders in the family before. In the past few years, it was almost burned as a cult publication. I learned the above cultivation method by chance again. Since I have the secret book in my hand, why should I ask a teacher again?"

This lie was made up, and even he himself almost believed it.

"Little friend, tell me the truth," Li Shuoyu said earnestly, "Your so-called secret book actually has many flaws. As long as you are willing to worship me as your teacher, I will teach you everything, and your cultivation level will definitely be straight. Ascend, you will get a lot of benefits,"

"Really?" Lei Xiaoluo asked back, "May I ask what level you are now?"

The old man stretched out his hand to touch his chin, made an inscrutable look, and finally said: "I'm ashamed of the ancestors of the Fu Niu School, and now I'm only at the sixth level of the Golden Core Stage."

Jindan period sixth level.

That's why I am ashamed to accept Lao Tzu as an apprentice.

Lei Xiaoluo's eyes widened, why did the old man still look complacent, he really thought he was a super expert.

Li Shuo thought that Lei Xiaoluo was frightened. You must know that in the cultivation world, Sun Yixian, the leader with the highest level, is nothing more than a cultivator of Jindan tenth level. It can be upgraded every year or two.

So he sits firmly in the top spot in the Ten Thousand Immortals League at the sixth level of the Jindan period, and seeing Lei Xiaoluo's expression, he naturally regards it as an expression of envy.

Lei Xiaoluo is simply contemptuous.

"How about it, let's do apprenticeship," the old man said self-consciously, "We don't need to follow the complicated apprenticeship ceremony. It happens that there are many people from our Ten Thousand Immortals League in Huacheng, so you can toast me in front of everyone. Tea, I'll let you make it..."

"Wait," Lei Xiaoluo interrupted the old man, "When did I say I want to be a teacher?"

"Why, you don't want to," the old man insisted, "Although my Puniu faction is not a great sect, it still holds a pivotal position in the cultivation world and the League of Ten Thousand Immortals. There are many talents in the Puniu faction. I don't know how many people want to be my disciple, and I will choose the one with the best qualifications as the successor of the head..."

"Okay, okay, I don't have time to listen to your story," Lei Xiaoluo interrupted him directly, and asked, "I just want to know that a person who is at the sixth level of Jindan stage can teach a person at the second level of Jindan stage. If you can convince me, it is not impossible to become a teacher, "

Li Shuo was taken aback: "What, you're already at the second level of Golden Core Stage,"

Lei Xiaoluo nodded very solemnly.

"Are you sure?" Li Shuo's eyes widened.

"Is it necessary for me to lie to you?" Lei Xiaoluo shrugged and said, "Is there any benefit in lying to you?"

Li Shuo was shocked. A young man who looked less than 20 years old had already entered the Jindan stage. How could it be possible? You must know that he broke through the Lingyuan stage at the age of 42. He shocked the cultivation world at the beginning. Known as the youngest Jindan stage master in a century.

"You...you you you...you are really self-taught," Li Shuo couldn't speak clearly.

"Of course, I have no family or school," Lei Xiaoluo said with a smile: "I don't have the confidence to be my master now, old man, go slowly, I'm going to find my girlfriend for dinner."