The old immortal Nanhua is not a good person to meet. From the beginning, he just had a playful attitude towards Lu Bu's words, waiting for Lu Bu to suddenly change his attitude when he thought he was sure to win. This kind of practice of giving people hope first and then making people desperate is something that has been tried and tested by Nanhua!

Although this is a bit suspicious of bullying the younger generation, bullying the younger generation is his favorite!

"Old guy, Bu doesn't know what you have to rely on to speak loudly? While I'm in a good mood, you leave immediately. I can pretend that I didn't see anything!" Lu Bu looked at Nanhua, who was too young, with a quiet face, and a hint of fear quietly arose in his heart.

"Talking to someone on the horse's back is an impolite behavior! I look down on my old bones too much!" Old Fairy Nanhua waved her sleeves and glanced at Heishi.

With a "Pu" sound, Black Stone seemed to be frightened by something terrifying. Her hooves couldn't help but kneel down and looked at the old immortal Nanhua with horror.

Lu Bu obviously did not expect this situation, but as the world's number one general, he instinctively leaped continuously in the air and fell to the ground in a flash of lightning.

"In this way, it's fair. I originally wanted to let you perform the worship ceremony of a younger generation. But I am a handsome, free and unconventional person, so you can just talk about your fellow disciples!" The old fairy Nanhua smiled, like a boy smiling simply, which made Lu Bu feel a strong sense of harmony.

Lu Bu didn't think that the old guy in front of him who had lived for many years was so easy to talk to. He guessed that there must be some deeper reasons.

For example: This old guy showed his timidity when he saw that his martial arts skills were not as good as himself.

For example: This old guy is bound by some strange rules and cannot take action at will.

"This old man, I wonder what your relationship is with that corner?" Sun Jian asked suddenly, holding an ancient ingot knife covered with quaint pine patterns in his hand.

He figured out Nanhua's name from the words between Lu Bu and the old immortal Nanhua, and he immediately said in confusion.

"Zhang Jiao, this person is a vague impression." The old immortal Nanhua made a look of thoughtful thoughts, and after a long time he suddenly realized: I remembered it. I remembered that a book that I used to use to plaster the table for thirty years to give a little guy who collected herbs. Could it be that you were talking about him?

Sun Jian's face was full of blue veins, and he said with hatred: Do you know that because of your book, the thief chief Zhang Jiao caused trouble in the world and rebelled against the court? Do you know that because of your book, how many people were bewitched, how many people died tragically? Old guy, die quickly!

The ancient ingot knife emitted a faint light and suddenly slashed at the neck of the old immortal Nanhua. In the past, many heroes died under Sun Jian's blade.

The old fairy Nanhua remained motionless, but suddenly raised her arm towards Sun Jian. A three-foot-long quinoa rod appeared out of thin air, gently tapping on Sun Jian’s arm that was very close to his elbow.

Sun Jian only felt a numbness in his arm, and his entire arm was as tired as if he had waved it millions of times, and he had no numbness.

With a bang, the thick back and strong ancient ingot knife took off his hand and fell to the ground for the first time in his life when Sun Jian was unwilling to do so.

"The little guy is worthy of being a descendant of Sun Wu, a descendant of the old man Guiguzi. The reason why you are so eager to kill me is probably because you have received some kind of warning like ancestral teachings? Don't say it so well!" Old Fairy Nanhua still said with a smile.

Sun Jian's face changed and he snorted coldly: I don't know what you mean! Since your skills are not as good as others, Wentai will say goodbye first!

Sun Jian still got off the horse and did not say hello to Lu Bu, so he led Cheng Pu and Han Dang and the four of them to hurry away.

The old immortal Nanhua did not stop him, but the smile on the corner of his mouth made him even brighter.

Lu Bu's heart had already been rumored to the sea. He suddenly thought why Sun Ce in history insisted on killing Yu Ji, who was almost as famous as Nanhua. Could it be that there is something else in this, hiding a truth buried in history?

The old immortal Nanhua seemed to see Lu Bu's surprise and said to Lu Bu in a profound and profound way: The truth is always hidden in the hearts of a few people. Sometimes the more a person knows, the less he thinks he knows. Fengxian, you are a good seedling, but unfortunately, you were taken first by Old Man Wang! What a pity!

Lu Bu smiled embarrassedly. The temper of this old immortal Nanhua is too strange. It is simply a wild idea.

"Don't worry, I have an important thing here. That important thing has nothing to do with you. Don't think that you are so important. I will not bully you, the junior, at most scare you. I have scared you with words just now. You are brave and not scared. Although I made me a little bored, I still said that, don't think that you are so important, because I have forgotten this matter now!" said the old immortal Nanhua.

"Then I wonder, what important things are you going to do here? What important things are that have nothing to do with me?" Lu Bu asked quite strangely.

Logically speaking, he is the well-deserved protagonist! Will he be ignored by the powerful old immortal Nanhua?

Could it be that Nanhua wants to play a trick of trying to get. Perhaps, maybe, maybe, that's it?

The old fairy Nanhua waved her sleeves, just as Lu Bu was maliciously thinking whether it would suddenly start to shave.

He walked around Lu Bu straight away, with a passionate expression that made people feel goosebumps, and quickly walked to the five hundred yellow turban refugees. He looked at a slutty boy who was so dark that even his parents might not recognize him, and kindly grabbed his arm.

"Let that boy go, he won't mess with the qi, let me do it." Lu Bu wanted to shout.

Don't get me wrong! The reason why Lu Bu wanted to object loudly was because the person who was Nanhua Laoxian grabbed his arm was exactly what he admired and wanted to train Li Paopuo very much.

He is a talent! He can't let go. Maybe he will be familiar with each other in the future and will be a good friend like a brother. After all, it is rare to find people with a 21st century personality in this era!

"What's your name? Are you willing to take me as your teacher?" Old Fairy Nanhua looked full of serious expression on her face. The enthusiasm in her eyes remained undiminished.

"I am Li Paopau, who are you? Whose child hasn't grown up? I dare to be a disciple with a baby face?" Li Paopau raised his neck high, and he looked like I looked like you were a "two-five" expression.

Li Paopuo was smart and cunning, and could vaguely guess the power of the old immortal Nanhua. But he just said that, and said with confidence. Why? It was because he felt that the old immortal Nanhua was slow to treat him and the benefactor Lu Bu, the 500 Yellow Turban people.

Who made Nanhua Laoxian so pretentious? What do you say not to take yourself as important? In Li Paopao's heart, the unparalleled Lu Bu is so important, more important than everyone!

Cough cough, the immortal style of the old immortal Nanhua almost became a child's cough. He coughed twice and said: Good disciple, you blame me for saying bad things about your benefactor. I can understand. However, my immortal's ability is really not something that ordinary people can learn. I passed by here and calculated with my fingers, and then I realized that you are my destined disciple. Follow me. If you can learn the ability of my master, there will be no problem in stirring the whole world.

"Is it really so beneficial?" Li Paopao was moved. He knew the importance of knowledge very much.

"If you have any false words from your master, it will make it difficult for you to make an immortal like this!" The old immortal Nanhua made a poisonous oath.

Li Paopao glanced at her mouth, thinking that the old man Nanhua swears too casually, right? You said you either swear that you would give birth to a son without a ***, or swear that you would enter the palace to be a eunuch, or swear that you would fall from the carriage and fall into a cliff ditch on the way. This is enough sincerity!

Li Paopao's eyes rolled and said to the old immortal Nanhua: Lu Bu is my benefactor. If you want me to take you as your teacher, you need the benefactor's consent!

Li Paopu really didn't want to lose the opportunity to become a disciple. But he still wanted to help Lu Bu make things difficult for the old immortal Nanhua to relieve his anger.

"Bu agreed! Paopu, learn magic from the old immortals well, learn knowledge, and you must learn it carefully! Try to be a unique academic master!"

Lu Bu had figured it out. He was kind to Li Paopao and asked Li Paopao to study. If he succeeded in his studies in the future, he would call him in another letter. Facing the disciples of the old immortal of Nanhua, would the other princes still have any tricks to keep going?

"My benefactor treats me well. If you want to accept me as your disciple, you must give me some gifts as your disciple's gift!" Li Paopau suddenly said.

The corners of the immortal Nanhua's mouth twitched. He had lived for countless years. He had only heard of his disciples who gave his master a gift to his master. He had never heard of his master who wanted to accept his disciples. This gift to his disciples was handed over to his disciple's benefactor?

"Okay, no, let's go!" The old immortal Nanhua rarely lost his temper and threw a few things from his sleeve to Lu Bu.

Lu Bu was clear-headed and quick-handed, and reached out to take the objects thrown from the sky in the air. He stretched out his palm and looked at it, but he saw only three things.

A small bottle that looks like a medicine bottle, I don’t know what it contains. A magic pill? Poison? Or a "immortal pill" refined by an alchemist with lead?

A square jade plaque made of unknown material, which feels warm and smooth, and a big word on it is written on it: Sheng!

A small piece of paper was crumpled into a ball, and there was no idea what was written on it.

Before Lu Bu could take a closer look, the next conversation between Li Paopao and Nanhua Laoxian immediately gave him the urge to fly off the cliff from the clouds and play fast bungee jumping until he could not stop.

"Paopao is willing to take Master as your teacher. As the saying goes, one day as a teacher, and one lifelong father! My father, it is really an extremely wise decision to choose Paopao as your son!"

Li Paopuo blackmailed good things for his benefactor Lu Bu. The guilt in his heart disappeared immediately, and he began to shamelessly build relationships.

"Correction, call me Master Benxian. Your name is really indecent. Let's do this. I will give you a new name. I hate Confucianism's false benevolence and righteousness the most. Naturally, I hope that my immortal's disciple can defeat Confucian Confucian scholars. In the future, you will just name the word Confucian, and don't forget the attack on Confucianism!" Nanhua's old immortal said.

"Li Ru, will I be called Li Ru from now on?" A surprise flashed in Li Paopu's eyes and said: Thank you for your name, and there will be no more Paopu in the world in the future, only Li Ru!

"Ahem, I'll call you Master in the future!"

"Li Ru knows, my father!"

"Call Master!"

"Yes, Father, Master!"

Li Paopu, Li Ru??? The drug guru Li Ru? Lu Bu closed his eyes and opened them, and he felt that there was no change. He was not sleepwalking!

Is this a god or a god? This world is so crazy!
Chapter completed!