super king glory

It can be seen that the old man is pretending.

But Wang Xiaojian couldn't find any faults.

Because, even if this is a puppet that is regarded as a semi-finished product of the holy fire guard, it is comparable to Wu Zun!

In other words, if Wang Xiaojian fought this puppet, he might not be able to defeat it.

Wang Xiaojian was very speechless.

However, he was delighted immediately, delighted to have such a powerful puppet.

Wang Xiaojian smiled at the old man's teeth, "Senior, do you have any other treasures?"

Yan Yazi's illusory body swayed for a while, and he said angrily: "You brat, do you regard this old man as a treasure house?"

Wang Xiaojian said with a smile: "Senior has a profound cultivation base and extensive knowledge. It is a treasure house in itself."

"Listen to this sentence! Hahaha."

The illusory old man Yan Yazi laughed, then looked at Wang Xiaojian and said: "Boy, I do have a treasure."

He waved his phantom hand, and suddenly another ray of light flew out of the cauldron and flew in front of Wang Xiaojian.

This light is holding a purple jade slip.

When Wang Xiaojian's eyes fell on the purple jade slips, Yan Yazi's voice resounded again, "Boy, this is the jade slips that the old man has burnt with his soul power over the years. There is an alchemy technique called "Tiangang Vientiane"."

"It is the treasure that I obtained from a historic site in the sanctuary with the strength of my Yan Clan when I was young. It records the profound alchemy technique. Even the talent of this old man has only comprehended half of it!"

After the old man finished speaking, a smile appeared on his unreal old face.

But Wang Xiaojian was taken aback, and said: "Senior, aren't you a seventh-rank pharmacist, and you only realized half of it?"

The old man Yan Yazi shook his head and said with a smile: "Boy, you made a mistake. It is the old man who has comprehended this half, and has the achievement of this seventh-rank pharmacist."

what? !

What the old man Yan Yazi said surprised Wang Xiaojian.

He looked at the purple jade slip floating in front of him in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that Yan Yazi had reached the level of a seventh-rank pharmacist with only half of his comprehension?

Half of the comprehension becomes a seventh-rank pharmacist.

If you can comprehend all of them, what's the deal?

Seeing Wang Xiaojian's astonished expression, Yan Yazi laughed, "Boy, this time it's a good deal for you. It turns out that I'm going to leave this Tiangang Wanxiang Jue to my disciples."

"It's a pity that the old man has been obsessed with alchemy in his life, but he has neglected the matter of inheritance. He has not accepted a single disciple so far."

"Although you are not the old man's disciple, the old man hopes that you will carry forward this Tiangang Wanxiang Jue. In this way, I will live up to the old man's wishes."

The old man was laughing with teeth.

However, in his illusory and cloudy eyes, there was a lonely light shining.

He is such a powerful person, but he will die alone in the end.

He didn't accept a single disciple, and even if he passed away, he didn't have any relatives or disciples to see him to death.

Wang Xiaojian looked into his eyes, slightly startled.

This is a lonely old man.

He has no heirs and came here alone.

His remnant soul waited here for another 500 years, and finally gave everything he had in his life to a destined person.And he was going to die in solitude.

Wang Xiaojian was moved, stared into the old man's eyes, and suddenly said with a smile: "Senior, if you don't dislike me, you can accept me as a disciple. How about it?"

Yan Yazi's body trembled, his lonely eyes shot out sharp lights, he swept towards Wang Xiaojian, and said, "What did you say?!"

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, "Senior, senior, please don't be offended by how disrespectful this junior was to you before. From now on, junior wants to worship senior as a teacher, and I hope senior will be successful."

Wang Xiaojian was smiling, but his expression was sincere.

Yan Yazi looked at him and his heart was shaken. After a while, he raised his head and laughed loudly, "Hahaha... Okay. Since you are so sincere, I will accept you as my apprentice..."

"Hahaha... This old man has an apprentice. After thousands of years, this old man finally has a successor. Hahaha..."

Yan Yazi had just opened his mouth, but he still looked proud and superior.

But before the words fell, his expression was excited, and his body trembled because of the excitement.

"Boy, hurry up and bow to the old man as a teacher, you are the old man's disciple."

Yan Yazi spoke to Wang Xiaojian in an old voice, he was worried about gains and losses.

Wang Xiaojian smiled slightly, and said: "Master is here, I will be worshipped by my disciples!"

There is gold under the man's knees, and he kneels down to his parents.

Even the emperor, even the lord of the Hundred Flowers Sect, Wang Xiaojian never knelt down.

However, at this moment, Wang Xiaojian willingly worshiped Yan Yazi as his teacher, and paid homage to him.

Yan Yazi looked at Wang Xiaojian's appearance, his eyes were red.

On the unreal face, tears fell.

Once, he was so intoxicated with alchemy that he ignored everything.

He has no heirs, nor does he have a single disciple to pass on his mantle.

I thought that he was going to leave this world alone.

Unexpectedly, when the remnant soul was about to disperse, he accepted his apprentice.

Yan Yazi lived for thousands of years, but even so, he couldn't control his emotions, wept with joy and shed tears.

He has no body, but tears from the soul.

Seeing Yan Yazi's appearance, Wang Xiaojian's heart was shaken.

However, there was a smile on his handsome face, and he said: "Master, you should be happy that you have accepted an apprentice, why are you sad?"

There was light in Yan Yazi's cloudy eyes, and he smiled and cursed at Wang Xiaojian: "Stinky boy, how can you see that the old man is sad. The old man is happy, can't you see it?"