The Cultivation of Immortality by Mortals Begins with the Abandoned Children of the River

Chapter 232: Forced to Accept a Disciple

The two guards had no intention of attacking at all. They watched the scene with a smile. It was extremely boring for them to guard here. It was rare for something interesting to happen.

Hearing the old man with rat whiskers cursing, Zhan Nianchuan looked at him and snorted coldly, and sat down next to the old man with rat whiskers.

The old man with rat whiskers was extremely frustrated. He was a late-stage foundation-building expert and a master of alchemy, but he was beaten like a sandbag by this kid.

Seeing the disdain and threat in Zhan Nianchuan's eyes, the old man with rat whiskers didn't dare to curse anymore. He thought he was unlucky and wanted to stay away from Zhan Nianchuan.

Before he could get up, Zhan Nianchuan's voice suddenly came to his ears:

"Don't blame me, senior. I just want to find an excuse to get close to you. How about cooperating with me and going out together?"

The old man with rat whiskers was stunned, looked at Zhan Nianchuan strangely, wiped the blood from his nose, and the anger in his heart began to burn again.

He snorted angrily and shouted loudly:

"Just you?!"

Zhan Nianchuan smiled faintly, spread his body as far as possible, and glanced at the old man with rat whiskers.

"Yes, just me, what do you think? I won't beat you if you accept me as your disciple."

Such a gangster behavior made everyone stunned, secretly thinking that this kid is really an alchemy fanatic, actually doing such a despicable thing in order to learn the way of alchemy.

The old man with rat whiskers was furious, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"This kid wanted to escape, so he asked me to cooperate with him to escape."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhan Nianchuan knocked him down with a punch, and then punched and kicked him, cursing while beating:

"You old man, you actually slandered me. Didn't I just punch you? Now I hit you again, you say it again, accept me as your disciple, or I will beat you again."

The people around saw this scene, and they felt terrified while laughing. Several strong men in the foundation building realm shrank to the side, fearing that Zhan Nianchuan, the alchemy madman, would find them.

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, I will accept you as my disciple." The old man with rat whiskers was beaten horribly, and he had to beg for mercy repeatedly.

He wanted to tear Zhan Nianchuan into pieces, but he couldn't stand Zhan Nianchuan's hard fist, so he had to agree to Zhan Nianchuan's request.

"Master! Disciple greets Master."

Hearing the words of the old man with rat whiskers, Zhan Nianchuan immediately stopped, helped the old man up and sat him on the bench, and then respectfully performed the ceremony of paying respect to his master.

Seeing that the old man with rat whiskers was still angry, Zhan Nianchuan immediately walked behind the old man with rat whiskers and began to inject spiritual power into his body to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

With the injection of Zhan Nianchuan's spiritual power, the pain in the old man's body was immediately relieved. He was surprised at the richness of Zhan Nianchuan's spiritual power, and secretly thought that this bastard boy was really a talent, actually practicing both magic and body.

He was a powerful man in the late stage of foundation building. Although he did not specialize in physical training, he was not easily injured by ordinary people. However, under Zhan Nianchuan's fist, he was as weak as a toddler.

"Don't blame me, senior. I know it's really hard to believe, so I can only resort to this last resort. Otherwise, I won't have the chance to contact you alone."

At this moment, the jade token on Zhan Nianchuan's body vibrated slightly, and the green color on it quickly disappeared. Zhan Nianchuan frowned and immediately said loudly:

"Master, it's time for me to go out. I will come to you to ask about the way of alchemy at this time three days later."

The old man with rat whiskers frowned and looked at Zhan Nianchuan, his expression uncertain.

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Back in the stone room, Zhan Nianchuan took a long breath and relaxed his tense nerves.

He sat on the stone bed and began to quietly reflect on the gains and losses of this action, planning various coping strategies.

Half an hour later, Zhan Nianchuan stroked his eyebrows, looked at the spiritual herbs on the table and muttered to himself:

"I hope you seize the opportunity, otherwise I will have to find someone else."

Then Zhan Nianchuan walked to the stone platform and began to refine the soul-enhancing pill.

A day later, Zhan Nianchuan once again refined more than 30 soul-enhancing pills, including four medium-grade pills.

He did the same thing as last time, but this time he destroyed the remaining spiritual herbs first, then took the middle-grade pill and began to refine the medicinal power.

In fact, for Wanbao Pavilion, there is no need to worry about them taking the pills secretly, because it is not easy for most people to successfully refine thirty pills in three days, and there is no time to refine the medicinal power. Moreover, there are almost no people like Zhan Nianchuan who are not afraid of the poison of the pill and can take it continuously. At most, taking one pill secretly is considered a lot.

However, Zhan Nianchuan did not know this. In order to prevent any forbidden surveillance, he still deliberately destroyed the spiritual medicine, so that if there was surveillance, he would definitely be troubled.

Fortunately, all this did not happen.

Two days later, the thin servant opened the door of the stone chamber again, holding a large pile of spiritual medicines in his hands and entering the room again with an expressionless face, and placed the spiritual medicines on the stone platform.

This time, Zhan Nianchuan took the initiative to hand over the jade bottle, and then stood aside quietly waiting for the servant to check.

"Eh... this time there are actually two middle-grade pills, not bad, not bad, your talent for alchemy is really good, I heard that you worshipped Senior Lei Meng as your master to practice alchemy?" The servant first praised, and then changed the subject and said something that surprised Zhan Nianchuan.

"This guy doesn't look like a talkative person, and he calls Lei Meng senior." Zhan Nianchuan thought about it, but there was no abnormality on his face. He smiled and admitted: "Yes, thanks to Senior Lei's kindness, he agreed to accept me as his apprentice."

"What do you mean by love? Didn't you beat him to force him to agree?" The thin servant waved his hand to stop Zhan Nianchuan's explanation and said coldly: "Anyway, if I hear that you are disrespectful to Senior Lei again, you will not be able to get good elixirs or any rewards."

Zhan Nianchuan's eyes lit up, and he immediately nodded in agreement, and then asked for two hours of outdoor activities as a reward, which was granted by the servant.

Tie a timekeeping jade plate around his waist, Zhan Nianchuan left the stone chamber and strode towards the square.

Entering the square, Zhan Nianchuan saw two acquaintances at a glance, one made him frown, and the other surprised him.

Pretending not to see the inquiring eyes of the white-bearded old man, Zhan Nianchuan showed a surprised expression, and quickly walked to the old man with rat whiskers to pay homage:

"Disciple pays homage to the master."

"Get up and sit next to the master." The old man with rat whiskers ordered indifferently. He thought about it for a long time after he went back last time, and finally decided to come and see what tricks Zhan Nianchuan was playing.

"Yes, Master." Zhan Nianchuan stood up respectfully and sat down next to the old man with rat whiskers.

The two began to talk about their experience in refining pills, and they talked for a whole hour.

At first, the old man with rat whiskers was still dismissive of Zhan Nianchuan's alchemy skills, but as the conversation deepened, he was shocked to find that in terms of refining Qi Condensation Realm pills, he might not be better than this disciple who came to him. Even for Xuan-level pills, this disciple seemed to have a certain understanding, and many of his views and techniques made him feel like he had suddenly opened his eyes.

The two people talked about the alchemy issues attentively and enthusiastically, and they were completely unaware of the passage of time.

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