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Chapter 44 Named Disciples

When the middle-aged man saw Yang Yi's reaction so violently, he felt the chill emitted by Yang Yi's body, and was startled. However, Yang Yi calmed down and his face calmed down. He said lightly: "Who are you, what do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Immortal Master, don't worry, I will not disclose your identity. I am here to become a disciple of you!"

He had already confirmed from Yang Yi's reaction just now that Yang Yi is definitely an immortal!

"Come in first." Yang Yi was silent for a few seconds and said, obviously, since the other party knew his identity, Yang Yi could not just let him go. Whether it was the enemy or the inexplicable guy, he had to figure it out before making a decision.

The middle-aged man is Chen Qingshan. He found Qishan City through the detection bell and came to Jinyuan Community. Of course, he found it because the detection bell showed that there were treasures from the immortal family hidden in this room. It was impossible to determine whether Yang Yi was an immortal, because the ancient books passed down from ancestors said that only when the immortal uses his magic power, the fluctuations of the magic power will be sensed by the detection bell.

After Chen Qingshan entered the room, he quickly closed the door of the room and locked it in a small lock. Obviously, he saw that Yang Yi did not want to be exposed, so he acted very cautiously, hoping that Yang Yi would have a better first impression of him.

"Sure enough, there are indeed immortal treasures in this room, which should be in the direction of the bedroom." After Chen Qingshan entered the room, he found that the green bronze bell in his hand also had a greater reaction.

"Who are you?" Yang Yi sat on the sofa and asked in a deep voice after seeing Chen Qingshan lock the door.

He could see that Chen Qingshan was in good physical condition, but he was just an ordinary person. He had no foundation in ancient martial arts or national martial arts, and he was even less likely to be an immortal. Therefore, he was much less cautious about Chen Qingshan, but he still had to ask clearly.

Hearing Yang Yi's words, Chen Qingshan suddenly knelt on the ground with his knees, and at the same time he kowtowed his head with a loud bang, saying very respectfully and sincerely: "Please accept me as your disciple and lead me on the path of immortal cultivation. In the future, disciples will definitely remember the grace of their masters and respect their masters for their whole lives!"

Chen Qingshan’s thoughts were very simple. He used his sincerity to impress the immortal master and let the immortal master take him as his disciple.

Yang Yi was a little surprised when he saw Chen Qingshan turning to his head. It seemed that this person was probably here to become a disciple, but why did he know his identity?

"Answer my question." Yang Yi's face was serious, "Also, why do you know my identity?"

Chen Qingshan quickly raised his head, and his forehead was already red, and blood was oozing. When he heard Yang Yi's question, he immediately said respectfully: "Master, my disciple is a descendant of the ancestor Chen Tuan. An ancient book about immortals was passed down from his home, and there was also an immortal treasure detection bell. The reason why the disciple knew his identity was because last night, the detection bell found that there was an immortal breath in Qishan City. The disciple hurried over and found that there were immortal treasures in the master's residence, so he dared to guess the identity of his master."

Chen Qingshan, who is already forty-five years old, has a thick-skinned face and climbs up the pole and calls out his master. Although Yang Yi is very young and looks more than 20 years younger than him, he guessed that Yang Yi is an immortal master with great success in immortal arts and rejuvenation, so his tone is so respectful that he can't tell any fault.

"Don't call me Master, I didn't agree to accept you."

"Master, disciple..." Chen Qingshan suddenly became a little anxious, but before he finished speaking, he heard Yang Yi say, "Take me the detection bell passed down from your family."

Yang Yi stared at the green bronze bell in Chen Qingshan's hand. This was probably what Chen Qingshan's ancestors passed down.

When Chen Qingshan heard this, his mind suddenly became active and thought, "I will contribute my family's detection bell to Master, and maybe Master will accept me as a disciple."

Although Chen Qingshan was reluctant to leave, he knew that a detection bell was nothing compared to the opportunity to cultivate immortality. Moreover, as long as he learned the immortal method in the future, the immortal treasures would naturally be able to get it. So he gritted his teeth and held the green bronze bell with both hands and handed it to Yang Yi: "Master, this detection bell passed down by this family is regarded as a meeting gift given to his master by his disciples."

Yang Yi took the detection bell and felt a strange feeling when he started, as if the detection bell would faintly emit a "ding ding" sound, and the direction of this sound pointed directly into his bedroom.

Chen Qingshan, who was standing by, quickly explained the use of the detection bell. After listening to his explanation, Yang Yi looked at his expression: "You said that two 'ding' sounds are the treasures of the immortal family? So what is the detection range?"

Yang Yi understood why Chen Qingshan found this place. He made five healing talismans last night, which happened to be placed in the bedroom. Chen Qingshan probably found those talismans.

Sure enough, Chen Qingshan said that the detection bell could detect the existence of immortals within a thousand miles, and the approximate location of immortal treasures within a hundred miles.

Yang Yi nodded, understood what was going on, but he was thinking in his heart. It seemed that Chen Qingshan accidentally discovered himself through his ancestral magic weapon. Moreover, he also wanted to become a disciple, what should he do?

Seeing Yang Yi thinking, Chen Qingshan seemed to be considering whether to accept him as a disciple, he was immediately expecting and nervous. In order to seek immortality and become a disciple, he traveled to countless cities, searched for countless famous mountains and rivers, and retained the body of a boy who had been forty-five years. His heart was soaring to his throat.

After a long time, Yang Yi suddenly looked at him, and Chen Qingshan looked at Yang Yi tightly, his eyes full of desire.

"I need to consider the matter of accepting you as a disciple." This sentence almost made Chen Qingshan's heart sink to the bottom of the abyss. But Yang Yi's next words cheered him up again: "However, I can temporarily accept you as a registered disciple and give you some tasks. If you complete it, I will make you my disciple, plant a spiritual fetus for you, and teach you the magic tricks of cultivation."

"Really...really?" Happiness came too fiercely, and Chen Qingshan was extremely excited at this moment and couldn't believe it.

Yang Yi nodded, and then told Chen Qingshan that he would use the family detector to help him find the treasures of the immortal family. This is the first task.

After hearing this, Chen Qingshan suddenly kowtowed a few more times and said excitedly: "Master, my disciple has visited the country for nearly 30 years and has collected some immortal treasures, all of which are in my disciple's home!"

"Oh?" Yang Yi's eyes lit up and he asked, "What's there?"

Chen Qingshan thought for a while and said respectfully: "There are elixirs, utensils, copper cauldrons, iron slices, jade... Many disciples don't know what it is for, but when they detect the detection bell, they make two 'ding' sounds."
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