Chapter 10: February of Apprenticeship
After Ye Liting saw that the old man was actually a hidden master, he immediately asked loudly and excitedly to the mountain: "Senior, how many spirit stones do you want to accept him as your disciple?"
"Five hundred per month!" The old man's voice was transmitted instantly: "You must pay the spirit stone every month before I teach you the art!"
Bang!
Ye Liting was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground.
"Five hundred per month? Even if I wasn't kicked out by the Ye family, I would only get 20 spirit stones a month!" Ye Liting looked up at the sky in despair: "Brother, I wanted to help your son, but, but I really can't afford it!"
Ye Liting sat there hesitating for a long time. Finally, he gritted his teeth, took off the backpack on his back, and took out a large bag of spirit stones from it. Then, he used the Thousand Miles Voice Transmission to shout at the mountain: "Senior, considering that my father and you are old friends, can you give me less?"
"Don't mention your dad. I get angry when he's mentioned! It's 600 a month now, one cent less and we won't talk!"
"Ah?" Ye Liting was stunned.
He knew that he couldn't bargain any more, as if the price went up again he would become even more unaffordable.
He looked at the bag of spirit stones in his hand with a painful expression, and gritted his teeth: "Senior, this is one thousand spirit stones, plus the three hundred spirit stones just now, please let my son learn for two months first. After two months, I will definitely send you the spirit stones needed for subsequent learning on time!"
Son, don't blame me. I originally wanted to save these spirit stones to buy you a wife. Now, in order for you to learn some skills, I have to sacrifice your wife.
Swish!
At this moment, the old man suddenly appeared in front of Ye Liting.
"Greetings, senior!" Ye Liting knelt on the ground and bowed, holding the spirit stone high in both hands.
He knew that the old man in front of him was no ordinary person and respected him a lot more.
"Hmm..." The old man nodded with satisfaction: "Then I will teach him for two months first!"
The old man took the spirit stone, turned around and took a step forward.
And just like taking such an ordinary step, he disappeared without any warning and without raising any dust.
"Huh?" Ye Liting's eyes almost fell out of his head in shock.
"Apparating?"
"Soul Yuan Realm?"
The second-class master in the Seven Realms of Mortals, second only to the True Essence Realm?
At this moment, Ye Liting's eyes suddenly flashed with determination: "Son, don't worry, for you, even if Dad has to grind an iron rod into a needle, he will find a way to let you study here for a few more years!"
Ye Liting strode down the mountain with an indifferent look on his face as he was ready to die.
……
At the same time, Ye Fei stood blankly at the gate of a dilapidated courtyard, looking at an old, rotten and chipped plaque lying on the ground at the door. On the plaque were three big characters engraved: Qianshan Sect.
That’s right, there are only three words left on the plaque: “Qianshan Sect”.
However, Ye Fei could see that there should have been a single person radical next to the character "山", but now it seemed to have been gnawed off by a mouse, and he could only vaguely see the top stroke of the single person radical. No, to be precise, he could only see half of the stroke.
"Boy, it's your honor to be able to become a disciple of my Thousand Immortals Sect!" At this moment, the old man came to Ye Fei.
pleasure?
I am so lucky.
The plaque is so rotten that you can't even afford to replace it, how dare I feel so honored!
"From now on, I am your master! As for the apprenticeship process, let's keep it simple and skip it!" The old man continued, "Remember, your master's Taoist name is Qianxian Sanren! However, people who know me usually like to call me Wang Ergou! If you are bullied when you go out in the future, just boldly say my name!"
"Thousand Immortals? Wang Ergou?" Ye Fei was too tired to complain.
It is obvious that this sect is called the Thousand Immortals Sect, and it is obviously not because it has produced a thousand immortals in the past, but it is named after the Taoist name of this old guy.
What the hell can I achieve in the future if I follow such a poor master?
The most important thing is, how could a person with a name like Wang Ergou be a hermit?
And you want me to go out and announce your name?
Can I break your bones if I tell you my name?
God knows how much money you owe outside?
Ye Fei felt that the future was dark.
I said I was coming here to seek a hermit master as my teacher, but after traveling thousands of miles, I ended up meeting such an old guy?
go!
Must leave!
You must not stay here and waste your youth!
"senior!"
"Pa!" Wang Ergou slapped Ye Fei on the back of his head, causing stars to appear in front of his eyes: "Call me Master!"
"Okay, Master..." Ye Fei was full of anger: "By the way, Master, can you help me unblock the acupuncture points first, and then introduce those to me?"
Ye Fei had already made up his mind that he would run away as soon as the acupoints were unblocked.
Damn it, I don’t want to be your disciple, and I don’t want to waste my youth following you. What else can you do to me?
"That won't work!" The old man shook his head: "What if you run away!"
"Huh?" Ye Fei was stunned.
Could it be that this old guy can see through my thoughts?
Could he also read minds?
Do you know I want to run?
At the same time, the old man put his hands behind his back, walked around Ye Fei twice, and looked him up and down carefully.
Finally, he set his eyes on Ye Fei's face: "Why do you wear a mask?"
Ye Fei looked at the old man with an unhappy face and said nothing.
"Disciples of the Qianxian Sect must be open and aboveboard, and show their true colors to others. Masks are not allowed!" The old man said in a cold voice, stretched out his hands, and took the mask off Ye Fei's face. He frowned and looked at Ye Fei for a few times, then immediately put the mask back on Ye Fei obediently: "Forget it, you should wear it so that I can look more comfortable!"
Ye Fei: “…”
It was because Ye Fei was acupunctured and couldn't move, otherwise he would definitely rush up and fight with this old man.
It's so insulting.
The most infuriating thing is that the old man added, "Master has given you permission to wear the mask at all times, and you are not allowed to take it off without Master's permission, so as not to scare away other disciples of the Thousand Immortal Sect!"
After the old man finished speaking, he walked into the dilapidated courtyard with his hands behind his back. After walking a few steps, he muttered softly: Ye Changsheng and his son are both handsome, how could this generation be so ugly? Isn’t he old man Ye’s grandson?
Ye Fei was so angry that his teeth were creaking: "Hey, old man, are you going to let me stand here forever?"
"What did you call me?" The old man turned around and looked at Ye Fei coldly.
"Master, Master, you can't let me stand here all night, right?" Ye Fei backed down immediately.
"This is the first lesson you will learn when you enter the sect - night watch!" The old man said without turning his head: "If someone comes to collect debts at night, remember to call me loudly so that I can be mentally prepared in advance!"
"Ah?" Ye Fei wanted to die.
"Dad, Dad, Dad..." Ye Fei suddenly shouted in despair.
"Don't shout, your father has gone home!" The old man's voice came from the room: "He has already paid you to learn from me for two months!"
"Ah?" Ye Fei was completely desperate.
……
At the same time, Ye Liting, who was going down the mountain, also heard Ye Fei's call. He stopped, looked up the mountain, his eyes a little moist.
He looked at the mountain and muttered to himself, "This kid must have known how hard it was for me to raise money for him to learn a craft. He must have been very touched, right?"
"Son, don't be so touched. I promised your father that I would always treat you as my own son!"
Ye Liting raised his head and looked into the distance, his face serious: "Fangfang from Yihong Courtyard, Acai from Zuixianlou, Xiaoju from Lichun Courtyard, and that someone, what's the name of number 28... You all said at the beginning that as long as I have difficulties, you will definitely help me. This time, how long my son can study in Qianxian Sect depends entirely on you..."