The next day, as soon as the sky was dawn, Qin Feng arrived at the Shenlong Pavilion early.

After entering the door, I went straight to the borrowing office on the first floor.

The fat old man was still drinking tea leisurely there. When he saw Qin Feng coming, he glanced at him and ignored him.

Qin Feng did snort coldly, reached out and picked up the fat old man from inside.

"Let go, what are you doing, you little bastard? Are you going to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?"

Although the fat old man still looked panicked, the cunning look in his eyes was even more obvious.

"You can really pretend, stinky old man!"

Qin Feng carried the fat old man and swayed up and down, left and right for several times. The swaying fat old man's face turned red, dizzy, and was dizzy, and hurriedly shouted: "Boy, hurry up, stop quickly, stop quickly, stop quickly, I can't stand it!"

"Old man, you don't admit it yet. Was it you last night..."

"Shh, stinky brat, you don't want to live anymore, you're still so loud here!" The old man looked around with caution, and then the expression on his face suddenly became extremely serious.

Qin Feng was stunned and stopped holding the fat old man in one hand. Qin Feng was tall and looked very funny when he was carrying a fat old man at this time.

"Boy, if you want to know the answer, just put me down!"

Although the fat old man was very unhappy, he did not blame Qin Feng like he did last time, but instead indicated with his eyes that this place was not a place to speak.

Qin Feng nodded.

He also knew that there must be masters in the Shenlong Pavilion. If it really makes a big deal, his physical secrets will definitely not be able to be covered, so he followed the fat old man and put them down.

As soon as the old man landed, he first sorted out his golden dragon robe, and then took out a free-to-door sign from under the wooden table at the borrowing site and placed it on the wooden table.

Then, the fat old man waved to Qin Feng and signaled Qin Feng to follow him.

After leaving the door of Shenlong Pavilion, the fat old man twisted his fat body and took Qin Feng to a remote and deserted place. Then he turned around and looked at Qin Feng with a serious face, but his eyes were filled with a sense of fanaticism that Qin Feng had never seen before.

This look made Qin Feng feel a sudden heart, and he thought to himself that this old man would not have any special hobbies...

"Boy, your name is Qin Feng, right?"

The old man asked seriously, and Qin Feng nodded.

"Okay, Qin Feng, from today on, you will be my disciple!"

Qin Feng: “…!”

"Disciple? You're kidding!"

A series of strange and bizarre things happened to me, and now a cheap master popped up out of thin air? He forced himself to recognize his apprentice without his consent. This made Qin Feng's originally strong nerves a little unacceptable for a while.

"I'm not kidding, because in the huge Tianfeng City, and even the Qin family in the entire Qingxuan East Domain, no one except me is qualified to guide your practice."

When the fat old man said this, he exuded a strong sense of confidence all over his body, making Qin Feng feel that the extremely vulgar fat old man suddenly became tall at this moment.

However, Qin Feng clearly felt only a very weak fluctuation of the power in him.

Qin Feng frowned!

Although there was no words, the fat old man seemed to have seen what Qin Feng was wondering about. A trace of darkness suddenly appeared in his eyes, but he said calmly: "Your sense is right. My cultivation level is currently only at the eighth level of the mortal gang realm. It is not specifically hidden, but it is true. In other words, I am just a pure mortal!"

"mortal?"

A mortal actually said shamelessly here that he wanted to accept himself as his disciple?

Is it strange? It's so weird!

And he was so confident that he said that he was the only one in the Qin family who could guide him in practicing? Although Qin Feng couldn't react for a while, Qin Feng was not a fool. The other party was obviously not joking. If he hadn't made any attempts to him, there would be a special reason.

"Who are you? What qualifications are you to accept me as your disciple? Why do you determine that no one in the Qin family can help me except you?"

A series of questions made Qin Feng's heart almost jump out.

Because judging from what happened last night, the fat old man obviously knew about the mutation of his bloodline soul. Since that is the case, the other party must be sure to find him and help him figure out the secrets.

"Me? Haha, I think you must have read an ancient book called "Dragon Soul Blood Transformation" in the Shenlong Pavilion, right?"

"Um!?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows, and a name was about to emerge, "Are you?"

The fat old man thrust his waist and said proudly: "That's right, I am the author of this book, Qin Aotian!"

"What?!"

Qin Feng was shocked on the spot and almost spit out.

Qin Aotian, what a domineering and mighty name, but being called on a fat old man with no image makes people feel a little different.

However, for the first time, Qin Feng looked at the fat old man in front of him.

A mortal, who has been in the Qin family for so many years, has known the mutation of the bloodline soul so much, but cannot continue to practice. Could it be that this fat old man is also the mutated bloodline soul?

"You guessed it right. The reason why I could write that book is because my bloodline soul is also a mutated bloodline soul!" Facing Qin Feng's gaze as he asked for verification, the fat old man nodded.

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves!

Qin Aotian's words were completely stunned by Qin Feng.

A strong sense of guilt and admiration climbed into Qin Feng's heart.

It is not difficult to imagine this matter. From the lost and unyielding gaze in Qin Aotian's eyes, it can be inferred that Qin Aotian is a mutated blood soul, and also a waste blood soul. Otherwise, he would not have been so old and his strength would still be so low. After experiencing it, he naturally knows this pain.

"Senior, I'm sorry, junior... I offended you before!"

Qin Feng lowered his head, hoping to get the old man's forgiveness. Qin Feng is not the kind of arrogant person, but his own fault, so he will definitely bow his head, especially in the face of such a person who is born to be useless but has never been able to improve himself. The elderly who insist on becoming stronger should be given a certain degree of respect.

"I don't blame you!"

The old man stroked his gray beard, his eyes full of relief, nodded, and continued, "In your body, I saw my own shadow back then, but you are lucky than me. My dragon soul is a very useless soul. Although I have some small magical powers, I have lost the qualification to continue practicing and have no choice from the immortal path since then. However, I was not discouraged because I still have extraordinary wisdom that ordinary people do not have. Over the years, I have read all the books in the Shenlong Pavilion, which has benefited a lot. Now, although I am low in strength, I am qualified to call you a master!"

And you will also be the continuation of the will of my strong man Qin Aotian. I will let people in the world and those of my fellow tribes who have ridiculed me. I, Qin Aotian, can also cultivate a peerless strong man as a mortal!

And you, Qin Feng, will be my only disciple!

"Come on, child, kneel down and give the teacher's ceremony! After paying homage, I, Qin Aotian, will give you a super gift. This gift will even be crazy and trembling for the entire Qin family in Qingxuan East Domain!"

After saying that, a hint of madness appeared on Qin Aotian's face, and he changed his mind and smiled to the sky!

but--

"They can't get it because this is the apprenticeship ceremony I prepared for my only disciple, haha!"

Qin Aotian was powerful and his fat body was full of domineering momentum. The golden dragon robe was worn on Qin Aotian, which had a momentum that looked down on the world!

But--

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows and asked the last doubt.

"Why do you choose me?"

The old man's momentum suddenly disappeared. As he rolled his eyes, he slashed his head and slashed him!

"Boy, do you think the mutated dragon soul is so easy to come out. There are only two people in the entire Tianfeng City, you and me!"
Chapter completed!