Li ruohai looks at ye Ziheng and frowns slightly, as if he is thinking about something.
And ye Ziheng is a little regretful. Isn't the story he just made up too bullshit? How could anyone believe it.
But ye Ziheng didn't think of all of them. Li ruohai actually thought of them.
"I see."
Li ruohai said, with a faint smile on his face, without any doubt.
Ye Ziheng's face is muddled. You can believe this kind of story! Do you really cultivate your brain.
But in fact, Li ruohai believed ye Ziheng not because his brain was damaged by cultivation, but because such things happened in the martial arts world, and there were not a few.
Some old people in the martial arts circle often come down to the world to find suitable young people for cultivation when they have nothing to do. Then they can either go back to the clan and receive them as their own disciples, or they can first pass on some skills and martial arts to him. After a while, they can see if there is any progress. In some cases, they will be disciples in the clan.
One of the most famous things is the true disciple who was collected by immortal crane five years ago. Suddenly, he came out and directly reached the level of three grades.
However, the peak state of Sanpin is not the most important. The most important thing is that the true disciple, until he was brought out by immortal crane and appeared in front of the public, didn't know that there was martial art in the world, let alone what state his cultivation reached.
And Li ruohai thought that ye Ziheng in front of him might be another lucky guy who was favored by the senior people who traveled all over the world.
"Brother Ye knows the name of the man who taught you Kung Fu?"
Li ruohai asked again.
Ye Ziheng's heart was speechless for a while, but since he was believed by others, he made it up all the time.
"I don't know. After he passed the skill to me, he flew away directly from the sky."
Li ruohai nodded, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
"That, brother Li, it's late. My parents are still waiting for me at home."
Li ruohai's face showed a trace of apology and smiled.
"I'm sorry, I forgot about it. I'll take you home now."
Li ruohai said, stood up, but seemed to think of something. He bent down to open the drawer, found out the paper and pen from it, and then wrote down a string of numbers on it.
"Your master is not with you now. You may not understand some things that are too cultivated. Here is my phone number. If you encounter any problems in cultivation, or other problems, you can come to me."
With that, Li ruohai hands the note with his phone number to ye Ziheng.
Ye Ziheng hesitated for a while, but finally reached for the note.
"Thank you very much, brother Li."
Li ruohai is a light smile.
He doesn't think ye Ziheng should thank him, but he should thank ye Ziheng.
There must be something that ordinary people can't match for a mortal who can be looked upon by real people. When the real person brings ye Ziheng back to the clan and his status rises, he may be able to get some benefits.
In fact, Li ruohai is fawning on ye Ziheng, but it's not right to say that he is fawning. More precisely, he should be investing in ye Ziheng.