As the gate of Tianfu Sect fell, a figure appeared in the void. An old man with childish face and heavy hair was seen, wearing some white clothes, floating in the air!
Seeing this, Hu Mazi hurriedly knelt on the ground and said, “Disciple Hu Mazi, pay homage to the Patriarch…”
But the old man didn’t seem to be looking at Hu Mazi, but at the blood demon’s body: “I didn’t expect that after thousands of years, this old demon’s body is not rotten, but it was turned into a puppet corpse by you little dolls… ”
Seeing this, Chen Ping hurriedly said loudly: “Senior, we don’t mean to offend. It’s just that the spells of Tianfu Sect are invincible in the world. If it is lost, it will be a pity for the entire world of immortality. That’s why we came here. I hope Can carry forward the talisman skills of Tianfu Sect…”
Chen Ping gave the old man a rainbow fart, making the old man so proud of himself!
“You little kid can talk, but the spells of our Tianfu Sect are not spread to anyone else. You are not our disciple, so how can you carry forward the spells of our Tianfu Sect?”
The old man asked Chen Ping.
This confused Chen Ping, but Chen Ping pointed at the sesame seeds and said, “Master Hu is from your sect. You can pass on the spells to him…”
When Hu Mazi heard this, he was so excited that he had already thanked all eight generations of Chen Ping’s ancestors!
He didn’t expect that Chen Ping would push himself out at this time and let himself inherit the inheritance!
Hu Mazi was trembling all over!
“Hmph, as a Talisman Master with a head full of women, how can we promote our talisman skills?”
The old man snorted coldly.
Chen Ping couldn’t help laughing when he heard this, while Hu Mazi’s face was full of frustration!
Then the old man looked at Chen Ping and said, “Are you willing to worship me as your teacher now and become a member of our Tianfu Sect?”
Chen Ping was slightly startled, a little embarrassed!
This old man has obviously died long ago, and only this ray of spiritual thought is left here.
How could he worship a god as his teacher?
Seeing Chen Ping’s hesitation, the old man looked unhappy and said: “If you don’t want to, then go back. I won’t pursue the matter of destroying my sect…”
“Senior, I am willing…”
Chen Ping had no choice but to agree.
Hu Mazi looked at Chen Ping and was speechless for a while. If Chen Ping really worshiped the old man in front of him as his teacher, wouldn’t he become his own ancestor…
“Okay, since you are willing, then step into the sect, and others will not wait to break in…”
After the old man finished speaking, his figure disappeared from mid-air!