You have a good chance, I accept it.

"Master said I have no talent. Do I really have no talent?"

At this time, Ye Buqu, who had stopped practicing, looked at his blood-stained hands and had self-doubt for the first time.

When Ye Lin accepted him as his disciple, he told him that he had no talent. Until now, he has persisted for ten years. For ten years, he was practicing while other disciples were sleeping, and he was practicing while other disciples were eating.

Other disciples are falling in love and playing around, and he is still practicing. Even so, other new disciples at the same level as him have already reached the foundation building stage, golden elixir stage, and even players with extremely evil talents have already entered. It’s the Nascent Soul stage.

He is just a poor second-level Qi practitioner.

Is he really not suitable for cultivation?

Under the sunlight, Ye Buqu's bronzed body shone, and his originally white skin also developed a bronze color due to going out early and coming back late.

"No, flames."

Ye Buqu's eyes were focused, and he made a quick seal with his hands. Finally, a flame appeared in his hands, but the next moment, the wind blew and the flame went out.

He has been practicing even the simplest fire-drawing technique for ten years, but he still hasn't mastered it yet.

Ye Buqu looked at his hands, and finally sat on the ground in frustration. He looked at the sky eagerly, and was at a loss for a moment, not knowing what to do.

"Junior brother, junior brother?"

At this time, there was a crisp sound outside the door. The door opened and Taiyuan in a robe walked in. Looking at Ye Buqu sitting on the ground, Taiyuan stepped forward and pulled Ye Buqu up and took a photo. Patting Ye Buqu's dusty robe.

"I've been looking for you for a long time, and I knew you were here. Come on, junior brother. It's said that Wushuang City is about to open. Let's go and join in the fun."

Taiyuan smiled and said that since he accepted a new disciple, he has been paying attention to his junior brother in front of him. However, his talent is not very good, but he does not dislike him. Instead, he comes to play with him from time to time.

He also beat up many monks who laughed at his junior brother, and used an extremely tough attitude to show that I was protecting this junior brother.

Now Taiyuan's limelight is unmatched by anyone. He is the number one among the young generation in Wumingshan, the supreme genius, and the heir to Ye Lin.

With the blessing of various titles, no one dared to provoke Taiyuan.

"I'm not going. I haven't completed my training mission today."

Looking at the extremely dazzling senior brother, Ye Buqu said in frustration that he had always grown up listening to the legend of Taiyuan, and he knew deeply how dazzling the senior brother in front of him was.

Compared with his senior brother, he is like an ant on the ground.

So every time Taiyuan came to look for him, he would hide away. He was embarrassed to face such a dazzling senior brother.

He didn't know how to face his senior brother who was like stars in the sky.

"Junior brother, Master has said that cultivation is not about just immersing yourself in hard work. You have to relax your mind appropriately. There will be no good results if you keep immersing yourself in hard work like this."

"Sometimes I can go out and have a look, walk around, see the big world, and maybe I'll have a breakthrough?"

"On the contrary, if you immerse yourself in hard work like this, there will be no good results. Look, I was once just like you, stuck in a realm and unable to break through."

"In the end, I escaped from the world, saw all the prosperity of the world, and finally broke through. This is what Master once said personally. If you don't believe me, don't you still believe in Master?"

Looking at his junior brother, Taiyuan persuaded him earnestly, and at the same time, he did not hesitate to use Ye Lin's name directly.