Godly Dragon Guard

"I only have two requirements. As long as you meet the two requirements, I will let you and your woman go."

Gu Sanqian sneered and said, "The first requirement, stand still and receive my palm. If you can survive, you will meet the first requirement."

Shen Lang frowned: "What about the second request?"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's live first." Gu Sanqian said coldly.

"Okay." Shen Lang's face was gloomy, and he agreed.

Gu Sanqian's temperament is hard to guess, and Shen Lang doesn't know what his purpose is. However, with this person's strength, it is really easy to kill himself.

Shen Lang was forced to do nothing, so he could only agree to his request first to see if things could turn around.

Wearing silver-patterned armor on his body, coupled with the half-hanging King Kong incorruptible magic power, he may not die after being hit by three thousand one palm.

Without thinking about it, Shen Lang immediately walked up and said nonchalantly, "Senior, let's take the palm."

Gu Sanqian came up with a palm, patted Shen Lang's chest and abdomen.

He only heard a loud "boom", and Shen Lang felt that Gu Sanqian's palm was like a big truck hitting him at a speed of more than 1,000 yards per hour.

Shen Lang was shaken out more than 20 meters away, and fell into the dead leaves.

Gu Sanqian just wanted to put it to the test, this kid was really not afraid of death, or pretended to be. But the result made him quite satisfied, and Shen Lang's disposition was quite in line with his appetite.

Of course, Gu Sanqian didn't want to make this kid so simple, he must suffer a little bit.

The next moment, a scene that shocked Gu Sanqian appeared.

I saw Shen Lang crawling out of the pile of dead leaves, his upper body clothes being smashed to pieces by Gu Sanqian's fierce palm wind, revealing the silver inner armor inside, and a layer of golden light appeared on the upper and lower skin of his body.

"King Kong is not bad for magic!" Gu Sanqian's old face showed a hint of shock.

Shen Lang defended Gu Sanqian's palm by relying on the impervious power of the King Kong and the silver-patterned armor of the saint.

Of course, Shen Lang knew that Gu Sanqian was merciful, otherwise he would never have his life.

In fact, Gu Sanqian only used ten to twenty percent of his strength. He didn't want to really kill Shen Lang, he just wanted to make him suffer a bit, but he didn't expect that this kid would have nothing to do.

Shen Lang was full of energy and blood, but there was nothing about his body. He clasped his fist and said, "Thank you Senior for showing mercy."

Gu Sanqian's eyes showed a strange look: "Boy, I remember this silver-patterned armor is a treasure of an elder of the Ling family, how can it be on you?"

"He was killed by me, so the silver-patterned armor belongs to me." Shen Lang replied.

"Okay! I never cared about the process, only the results, and I didn't bother to ask you about these messy things. The last request, boy, you quickly worship me as a teacher!" Gu Sanqian rolled his sleeve robe and laughed loudly.

"What?" Shen Lang was stunned.

"Let you worship me as a teacher, do you understand?" Gu Sanqian repeated impatiently.

Shen Lang was shocked: "This...senior is not joking, right?"

"Huh, what a joke. If it wasn't for your pleasing to your eyes, I would have killed you a long time ago, and I still need to play this boring game with you here?" Gu Sanqian said dissatisfied.

"Why do seniors want to accept me as a disciple?" Shen Lang asked in surprise.

"There is no reason, I can do whatever I want to do in my life. Very few people can make Lao Tzu look pleasing to the eye. Your father, Shen Canghai, is one, and I passed him the Seven Kill Knife Style at the beginning."

Shen Lang was secretly surprised. No wonder the sword tricks used by the ancient three thousand ambassadors just now are very similar to the seven-kill sword style. It turns out that the North Drinking Crazy Sword has this relationship with his father.

"I'm used to doing it alone. My apprentice doesn't need to follow me or kneel down three times, just respect me as a master. Being my apprentice is very simple, I only have one requirement." Gu Sanqian said sternly.

"What's the requirement?" Shen Lang was a little interested. If it is as Gu Sanqian said, this apprentice is not unreasonable.

"Boy, after you escaped from the Wujin Desert, no matter where you are, if anyone mentions it, you must say that your master is the Beiyin Crazy Sword. From now on in Linhai Tianshan, your master is the Beiyin Crazy Sword! I promised this. , You are my apprentice." Gu Sanqian shouted.

"Disciple Shen Lang, I have seen Master." Shen Lang bowed and saluted without thinking.

Such a requirement is too simple.

Shen Lang actually didn't want to be Gu Sanqian's apprentice, mainly because he was not familiar with Gu Sanqian, but considering the safety of himself and Su Ruoxue, he could only agree.

And this person is indeed kind to him. The Ling family and Murong's family probably had long notified Gu Sanqian to intercept him. Gu Sanqian's action was considered to have saved his life, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Good! Lao Tzu likes refreshing people the most, Shen Lang, you will be my apprentice from now on, hahaha." Gu Sanqian laughed.

Gu Sanqian is nearly three hundred and seventy years old. In fact, he has been alive within a few years, and at most three or five years later, he will become a dead man.

Originally, Gu Sanqian had a violent temperament, never got close to anyone, and never thought of accepting disciples.

But seeing the end of the day approaching, Gu Sanqian still couldn't get rid of worldly concepts after all, he wanted someone to inherit his mantle. Otherwise, Shura Shura would be lost in his hands.

Before Ouyang Changfeng Road passed through the dry leaves ridge, Gu Sanqian originally wanted to take Ouyang Changfeng as a disciple, but seeing that the kid was so good at swordsmanship, he was very angry. He hated people who use swords the most in his life, so Did not accept Ouyang Changfeng as a disciple.

"Shen Lang boy, so many Murong family and Ling family elders are chasing you, Lao Tzu will not help you, and there is nothing you can do. This time you enter the Wujin Desert, you can do it by yourself. Lao Tzu gives you two things, which is a gift for your apprenticeship."

After speaking, Gu Sanqian took out two things.

A cheat book and a small pearl as white as jade.

"This is the secret book of Swordsman Shura. Your seven-killing sword style is so proficient. This Swordsman Shura is easy to get started. Only after practicing this, I will recognize you as my apprentice. If you meet again someday, you kid If you don't learn **** Shura with a sword, I will dispose of you! Have you heard?" Gu Sanqian handed out a secret book and shouted.

"Listen... I heard it. Master, don't worry, the disciple promises to learn **** Shura with the sword." Shen Lang was a bit speechless, this ancient temperament is really strange.

But since he respected him as a teacher, Shen Lang still gratefully accepted.

"This is the sacred artifact cold soul pearl, which is made from the ancient cold soul crystal. The Ujin Desert is unbearable to heat, and the cold soul pearl can naturally exude icy breath when worn on the body, and will not be corroded by heat waves." Gu San Qian threw the white jade bead to Shen Lang again.

"Thank you, Master." Shen Lang was overjoyed, holding this cold soul pearl in his hand, it really exudes a chill, this thing is so useful.

"Okay, you go, remember not to die inside." After Gu Sanqian ordered, the gray figure disappeared.

Shen Lang solemnly paid a big gift to the entrance of the dark cave, then hugged Su Ruoxue and walked towards the entrance of the Ujin Desert.