When the time was almost up, Rongrong went to the hot spring club again and notified Yumian Fengjun: "You have finished spending too! Please leave Tushan now."

After being sent out of the gate of Tushan, Yumian Fengjun was reluctant to turn around, glanced at the hot spring, and then said to Rongrong: "Wait a moment, talk about it... can I take that kid away now?"

Yumian Fengjun said with a smile on his face, but his heart was dark: That kid only has one hundred taels, and he can't hold on for a few days in this high-consumption place.

As soon as the thought came out of his mind, he saw the little boy holding two purses and handing them to Rongrong's hand.

"There are 3,000 taels in total, how long is it enough to live here? Sister."

After the little boy finished speaking, he touched the two dazed hairs on his head.

Seeing the money, Rongrong's smile became more sincere, and she said gently to the little boy: "It's three months." After that, she closed the gate of Tushan and left the three people outside the door.

If you don’t have money, you can still survive in Tushan, but that is limited to monsters.

Outside the door, the three of them looked at each other and had the same thoughts in their hearts.

They are going to wait for the little boy to come out!

The little boy had the blood of the Eastern Spirit Clan, which was of great use. They were bound to win it. They would never give up because of a small obstacle.

In a flash, another month passed.

Lu Sheng sat on his own fishing platform, closing his eyes to rest, but he could not calm down around him. The little boy named Dongfang Yuechu insisted on taking him as his teacher.

This guy has been annoyed him for half a month!

“Five, four, three, two, one.”

Lu Sheng frowned and counted five numbers silently. After counting these five numbers, another person appeared beside Lu Sheng, with long green hair. Who would it be if it weren't for Tu Shan Rongrong?

"East! Fang! Yue! First!"

For the first time, Lu Sheng actually felt that Rong Rong seemed a little angry, but Lu Sheng was not surprised when he thought of what the annoying boy next to him did.

This guy turned half of Tushan upside down.

"Rong...Sister Rongrong..."

When he saw Tushan Rongrong, Dongfang Yuechu was like a mouse seeing a cat, his movements were restricted and his expression was a little nervous. Lu Sheng found that when Dongfang Yuechu was nervous, the two hairs on his head would shake when they came back.

This iconic dazed hair has become a unique feature of this little guy.

"Yao Xinzhai's boss asked me to come to you!"

Rongrong breathed calmly and said calmly to Dongfang Yuechu that if Lu Sheng was not here, she would have to take out her own calculations and make a good calculation for Dongfang Yuechu.

"I……"

Dongfang Yuechu wanted to speak but stopped, and finally followed Rongrong to leave the tree of bitterness.

Here, it became quiet again, and no one came to disturb him.

"Those guys are still outside?"

Lu Sheng closed his eyes, but the demonic power had spread outside the Tushan Realm and contacted the little Taoist priest who guarded the Tushan Realm. Although he could sense it himself, Lu Sheng was so lazy.

Laziness has been engraved in Lu Sheng’s bones during these long years.

"Yes, Master! They have no plans to leave, but life is difficult. Should they expel them?"

Outside Tushan, the little Taoist priest glanced at the thatched hut outside the city wall. There were Jade-faced Fengjun and Tiger and Crane Immortals. These three guys have been here for half a month.

"Not for now, what is the origin of that little boy?"

Lu Sheng's fishing rod moved, but he did not lift it up. These fish were all precious species that he had finally collected. If he succeeded in turning into a demon, he would become an existence with transcendent potential.

"Report to the master, that little boy should be called Dongfang Yuechu. He was born to Dongfang Qinlan. He has the bloodline of the Eastern Spirit Clan in his body. He can control "pure Yangyan", which is the "demon-destroying god fire" mentioned by ordinary people. He belongs to the human Dharma cultivation system, but was tragically destroyed some time ago."

"That's right." Lu Sheng shook the fishing rod and put the straight hook into the water again, with a little thought flashing in his eyes.

The family was destroyed and chased, because of its domineering and fierce bloodline, countless people in the world coveted. The fate of this little boy is really a bit bumpy, but the misfortune is the basis of good fortune. Lu Sheng can't say whether this is a bad thing or a good thing.

Should I accept him as my disciple?

In the first month after Dongfang Yuechu arrived in Tushan, Lu Sheng found a few ancient books and threw them to him in a basket.

Then, he also brought a handwritten copy and threw it to Dongfang Yuechu.

The rest, Lu Sheng didn't care...

But these things are already of great help to Dongfang Yuechu. With the skills, he can practice, avenge his parents in the future, and has the power to protect himself. These books are thrown at random, but Dongfang Yuechu dare not do this.

However, since then, Dongfang Yuechu, like the little Taoist priest who was rescued by Lu Sheng many years ago, respectfully called Lu Sheng the "master"!

Lu Sheng did not agree or objected, and he just hooked straight to fish every day, as if he was doing nothing.

He is not like those old antiques. He has to test his mind and goals when he accepts an apprentice, for fear of slandering himself in the future.

For terrestrial students, none of these is necessary.

It was like a random test piece thrown out, he didn't care what kind of myths these test pieces would create in the future.

Anyway, it's right for you to be happy.

Within two days, Tu Shan Rongrong, who received the news, immediately rushed to the place where Dongfang Yuechu lived, counted the books and some other things, and then took out an IOU and asked Dongfang Yuechu to sign his name.

The speed of human cultivation is indeed terrible.

Dongfang Yuechu just had just practiced and had the skills that ordinary monsters had only ten years of gaining. The pure Yangyan, which was learned without a teacher, was even more tricky by Dongfang Yuechu.

But Lu Sheng also saw the shortcomings.

People are good at wisdom but not good at power, and demons are good at power but not good at wisdom. Although Dongfang Yuechu's practice of Taoism is not slow, his body is still pitiful, and he is incomparable to ordinary little demons.

The most important thing is that they are human beings and will eventually reach the end of their lives.

After all, human life span is only a few decades.

The little Taoist priest is also old. Although he still looks so young, Lu Sheng can feel that at most five years later, the little Taoist priest will be exhausted and enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Dongfang Yuechu is only eight years old now, and is still young, and has great development prospects in the future.

Lu Sheng often saw Dongfang Yuechu practicing until late at night. This guy's desire for strength was far beyond his imagination. Even more eager for strength than he had when he first obtained the system, he was eager for strength and the right to survive!

I wish you success...boy!

Lu Sheng smiled slightly, looked at it dark, put away the fishing rod, carried the empty basket, and returned to his residence.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!