Wu Gengji, I will become Zi Yu's apprentice at the beginning! ! !

After hearing this, Wang Hun bowed deeply without hesitation to express his deep gratitude.

Then, he began to taste the food. Although he ate very quickly, he did not lose his composure or look awkward at all, and always maintained proper courtesy and demeanor. This detail made Zi Yu like him even more.

Wang Hun noticed that Zi Yu did not eat, so he asked with concern: "My benefactor, why don't you eat?" Zi Yu replied without changing his expression: "I don't need to eat."

Wang Hun's heart moved, and he asked curiously: "Is it related to your ability to summon that huge sword out of thin air?" Zi Yu nodded slightly and replied calmly: "That's right."

Wang Hun instantly realized that this was the so-called power of Qi Refining, which allowed people to survive without relying on food, and instead use Qi Refining to transform themselves, using the Qi Refining between heaven and earth as nourishment.

The desire to obtain the ability to refine Qi became stronger and stronger in Wang Hun's heart. However, to achieve this goal, he must first have a "mind's eye". So, he concentrated on observing everything around him, not daring to slack off.

Not long after, something surprising happened - Wang Hun actually sensed the flow of breath! At this time, Zi Yu was at a loss, not understanding what Wang Hun was doing. Wang Hun was very excited, and he knew that this was an important breakthrough.

He said to Zi Yu expectantly: "My benefactor, I have nowhere to go now. I beg you to accept me as your disciple, so that I can learn from you how to be chivalrous, eradicate violence, and help the weak!"

Zi Yu just said softly: "No, I don't accept disciples, but since you have nowhere to go, I can arrange for you to work in this inn. I am very familiar with the proprietress Xia Shu here."

Wang Hun saw that there was no hope of becoming his disciple, but he was not angry. He just stretched out his right hand and began to carefully gather some kind of power.

Zi Yu seemed to sense something strange and asked quickly, "Could it be that you have a mind eye that can see the flow of energy?"

After hearing this, Wang Hun immediately replied: "I don't know what the mind's eye is, but senior, I can indeed see some strange gases."

Zi Yu said: The mind's eye is an innate condition for practicing Qigong. It is like a mirror, allowing practitioners to see the existence and flow of Qi. Since you have the mind's eye, let me see your will.

Then, Zi Yu stared at it intently, but after a long while, he still couldn't find anything unusual. Just when he was a little disappointed, Wang Hun suddenly took a deep breath and actually skipped the Qi stage directly, successfully condensing a three-foot long sword.

However, Wang Hun seemed extremely painful at this moment, and it was obvious that he had expended a lot of energy on this.

Zi Yu looked at Wang Hun in amazement. After all, it took him several months to condense it into a real object. He never thought that the man in front of him could do it in just half an hour without anyone teaching him.

Wang Hun endured the severe pain in his body and said weakly: "So, am I qualified to be your disciple now?"

At this moment, Wang Hun could no longer hold on, the long sword in his hand instantly dissipated, and the whole person fell down. Zi Yu was quick-witted and quickly stepped forward to support him, and praised: "You are really talented! Now, you can worship me as your master."

After that, Zi Yu immediately injected a powerful aura into Wang Hun's body to help him heal his injuries. Surprisingly, Wang Hun absorbed this aura at an extremely fast speed and was very stable. It didn't take long for him to fully recover his strength.

Wang Hun was filled with gratitude and knelt down to Zi Yu without hesitation, shouting, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings!" Zi Yu quickly reached out and helped him up, saying earnestly, "I don't like these red tapes. From today on, you are my disciple. I will teach you the art of Qi training and help you become a talent as soon as possible."

Wang Hun was very excited when he heard this. His face was filled with a happy smile and he stared at Zi Yu intently. Zi Yu asked, "What's your name?"

Wang Hun replied respectfully: "My name is Wang Hun." Zi Yu couldn't help but sigh after hearing this: "Wang Hun, what a name that contains endless death!"

Wang Hun sighed deeply, his heart filled with emotion: "Theocracy is in power, but mankind has fallen into an endless civil war. All living beings seem to have lost their souls and have become like zombies."

Zi Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly, as if he felt helpless and sad about this tragic reality.

Wang Hun pretended not to know Zi Yu's name and asked politely, "Master, may I know your name?"

Zi Yu replied indifferently: "My name is Zi Yu." His voice was calm and firm, but his eyes revealed a hint of sadness.

Wang Hun immediately understood and said respectfully, "I understand, Master Ziyu."

Zi Yu nodded slightly to show his approval, then turned to the counter and shouted, "Xia Shu, prepare two rooms for us."

As soon as he finished speaking, a young and beautiful woman walked out from behind the counter. She looked about 17 or 18 years old, with a pretty face and a graceful figure. The beautiful boss named Xia Shu walked up to Zi Yu with a smile and said gently, "Brother Zi Yu, do you need two rooms this time?"

Zi Yu nodded and explained simply: "Yes, I just accepted a disciple."

Xia Shu glanced at Wang Hun and instantly understood the situation without saying anything more. She skillfully opened two rooms for them and took the one or two taels of silver from Zi Yu as the room fee. Xia Shu took the money with a smile and took Zi Yu to his room.

After entering the room, Zi Yu sat quietly beside the bed, thinking. He knew that the world was in dire straits under the rule of the gods, and he was shouldering the mission of helping the weak, saving the weak, and saving humanity. However, facing such a difficult situation, he felt extremely heavy. The apprentice Wang Hun he accepted today might be better than him, but defeating the gods was still as difficult as ascending to heaven.

On the other side, the proprietress Xia Shu, who had a good figure and good looks, led Wang Hun to a room on the second floor in a graceful manner.

This room was not too big, but it was decorated very elegantly, spotlessly and in perfect order. After Xia Shu brought Wang Hun into the room, he left quietly and closed the door.

At this time, Wang Hun, who was extremely exhausted, had been slightly relieved by the breath given by Zi Yu. However, he was thin and weak, and could not bear such a heavy burden. In the end, he was exhausted and collapsed to the ground.

At the same time, in the distant city of Chaoge, this city was the capital of the most powerful human nation - the Great Shang Kingdom. Its buildings were magnificent, majestic and breathtaking.

In the palace hall in the city, a minister was respectfully reporting to the handsome man in front of him: "Your Majesty, the gods are now dissatisfied with us and want to send a divine envoy to Chaoge to discuss the matter of the blood stone."