Demon Lord Tang Dynasty

Gao Yidun remained standing there, without saying a word.

For Gao Yi, this was actually a rather unusual scene.

But that's the reality; at this moment, Gao Yi really didn't know how to start the conversation.

Zhao Deyan has offered to take on an apprentice.

Moreover, judging from the tone of the other party, they were clearly not a political mentor like Badele.

Rather, it meant that they wanted to take him as their successor.

What should I do?

Gao Yi's eyes flickered.

Reject? Of course, we must reject it.

Although Zhao Deyan was a grandmaster and one of the strongest people in the martial arts world.

The Demonic Image Sect also has a long history and profound heritage.

The Burial Classic, the Eighteen Claws of the Returning Soul, the Art of Diplomacy.

Each one is a top-tier skill, enough to make martial arts practitioners drool.

But Gao Yi never hesitated for a moment.

If it were back when I first transmigrated, or before I had any cheat codes, then...

Gao Yi would never let such an opportunity slip by.

When it comes to taking on a master, it doesn't matter who you take on as your master, as long as they provide nourishment, you can call them "mother".

But it's different now.

He wanted to become an apprentice when he didn't have the cheat, and he still wanted to become an apprentice when he had the cheat. Then wasn't he just wasting his time getting the cheat?

Moreover, he is now the leader of a powerful sect.

The Maitreya sect has its own lineage and is no less powerful than others.

Going to become Zhao Deyan's disciple at this point would be like having your head kicked by a donkey.

To be honest, Zhao Deyan's Eighteen Claws of Returning Soul is indeed unique.

Especially after learning that it originated from the Book of Burial.

Although the book "The Book of Burial" is named after burial, it is not merely about tombs and graves.

It involves mountains and rivers, topography, yin and yang, and the five elements.

The martial arts achieved through such a doctrine are nothing short of amazing.

It's impossible to say that Gao Yi wasn't interested.

That is a martial art that transcends technique and enters into the Dao, containing true meaning.

Of course, Gao Yi wouldn't agree to become the other party's disciple just because of this little bit of interest.

You must know that he launched a surprise attack from afar, making connections one after another, and finally managed to lead his men out of danger.

Now that the world is vast, it is the time to reap the rewards.

At this point, how could he possibly turn back?

If one were to become Zhao Deyan's disciple, one would definitely have to leave with him.

Where Zhao Deyan was staying was the Turkic royal court.

That was definitely a bigger and tougher cage.

Gao Yi must be crazy to go that way.

Moreover, Zhao Deyan is not someone to be trifled with.

What we are seeing now is just an accident.

The other party is not the same as Tuli.

After today, even Gao Yi wasn't confident he could fool the other party a second time.

However, while it's true that you can refuse, knowing how to say no is a great skill in itself.

It's difficult for someone like Zhao Deyan to open up completely.

In other words, this moment may be the only time in the other person's life that they treat others with sincerity.

At this moment of sincere desire to accept a disciple, I suddenly heard a word of refusal.

Gao Yi had no idea how the other party would react.

Should he respond with a smile? Or should he suddenly go berserk? He really wasn't sure.

If it were Shi Zhixuan, who was mentally unstable, the moment he heard the refusal, he would probably have struck with deadly force.

Of course, Zhao Deyan is not Shi Zhixuan, so he shouldn't be that crazy.

Gao Yi's eyes flickered, and a rare look of hesitation appeared on his face.

But at this moment, Zhao Deyan withdrew his gaze, and his face returned to its calm expression.

"Young friend, please have a seat."

Zhao Deyan pointed to the other end of the boulder in front of him.

"what?"

Gao Yi let out a soft exclamation in his heart; Zhao Deyan's change in expression naturally did not escape his notice.

During today's meeting, Zhao Deyan changed how he addressed him several times.

Young friend, young man.

Each shift in these two titles represents a change in Zhao Deyan's own attitude and emotions.

Now Zhao Deyan's address has changed from "little boy" to "little friend".

"Commander Yan."

Gao Yi did not hesitate and readily sat down opposite Zhao Deyan, while giving a slight bow.

A simple "Yan Shuai" is a greeting, but on a certain level, it also subtly responds to the other party's question.

It wasn't Master, but Commander Yan.

Zhao Deyan's expression remained unchanged, as if he had not grasped the deeper meaning in Gao Yi's words.

"The Mahayana sect and my Holy Sect have countless connections. One of the founders, Ni Huihui, was a senior of my Holy Sect. From this point of view, you and I can be considered fellow disciples."

Zhao Deyan suddenly spoke up, directly shifting the topic back to Mahayana Buddhism.

The matter of taking on disciples was completely ignored, as if it had never happened.

"I dare not, I dare not. The people and events of Mahayana Buddhism have long been lost to history, and I know very little about them."

"Nowadays, our Maitreya sect only knows how to chant scriptures, worship Buddha, and guide people to do good. It can hardly be considered a martial arts sect."

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Deyan suddenly burst into laughter.

"You're quite an interesting kid."

"Every word he uttered was airtight, leaving no room for error."

Zhao Deyan shook his head and laughed, "To be honest, you're really suited to my way of navigating the world."

Gao Yi smiled in response but did not reply.

Zhao Deyan didn't continue speaking, but suddenly lowered his head and fell silent.

Watching the person in front of me, their emotions plummet to freezing point at a visible speed.

Gao Yi fell silent again.

To be honest, if it weren't for the Eighteen Claws of Returning Soul confirming Zhao Deyan's identity...

He even began to suspect that the person in front of him was actually the evil king Shi Zhixuan, disguised as Zhao Deyan.

Such extreme emotional swings are really unlike those of a normal person.

At this moment, Gao Yi felt inexplicably tired.

Talking to someone like that is exhausting.

Because this change in the other party is completely illogical, it's too difficult to understand.

Zhao Deyan did not speak again, but kept his head down looking at the ground, as if there was something important there.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Deyan suddenly extended his finger and began to draw on the boulder, using it as a brush.

Gao Yi watched Dongfang's movements intently.

But Zhao Deyan did not write anything special.

Several straight lines appeared on the stone slab, crisscrossing and converging to form a grid.

"What is this?" Zhao Deyan suddenly asked, but his voice was very soft, as if he were asking a question or talking to himself.

"Intertwined and interconnected, this is the way of heaven and earth," Gao Yi replied.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Deyan silently shook his head.

After a moment, he spoke softly:

"This is the internet..."

"Hmm?" Gao Yi's eyes showed a hint of confusion.

But Zhao Deyan didn't continue speaking; instead, he suddenly stood up.

"Shall we stop here?"

Gao Yi was stunned again, completely unaware of what the other party meant.

Zhao Deyan didn't offer any explanation; instead, he turned and strode away into the distance.

"If one day I can escape this net, I will come looking for you again. At that time, you will have no choice but to become my disciple and refuse me."

A voice, calm as water yet firm as a rock, rang in Gao Yi's ears.

Gao Yi's eyes darted around, watching Zhao Deyan's retreating figure thoughtfully.

"A person caught in the web?"

Just then, Zhao Deyan's figure completely disappeared from sight, but the familiar voice rang in his ears again, intermittent, like a candle flickering in the wind, yet clearly audible.

"Be careful... Yin Gui (a type of herbal medicine)!"