Among the crowd, the old man with the silver cup was surrounded by everyone, and almost everyone''s eyes showed a fanatical light.


    He dreamed that he would be chosen by the old man, become the chosen son of heaven, follow the big man into Shenzong, ascend to heaven step by step, and change his life against the sky.


    However, the dream is beautiful, but the reality is very cruel.


    The old man shook his head slightly, indicating that none of these people was the one he wanted to find.


    The old man observed everyone by the same standard, looking at their eyes, but in the end, his face finally showed disappointment.


    Unfortunately, no one is qualified.


    "Well, it seems that none of us was selected."


    "I really don''t know what kind of person the old man is looking for. There are so many people here, but none of them is qualified. This requirement is too high."


    "In my opinion, the old man just came out to tease me when he was idle. He didn''t come to find the right person at all. Otherwise, he just glanced at the person and didn''t even ask a question?"


    "Shh, you can''t talk nonsense. Have you forgotten the lesson of xiaoshenzi before?"


    Among the crowd, no one was picked by the old man. Immediately, it was like pouring a drop of water into a hot oil pot. The crowd immediately became restless.


    However, no matter what they say, the old man is always like that. He should shake his head, and none of them came into his eyes.


    At the same time, Wang Xian is also crowded among the people. He still doesn''t understand what it means for his young master to let himself take a chance.


    Now looking at the old man, so many people didn''t choose one.


    Wang Xian asked himself that his cultivation is not the highest among them. In terms of talent, the little god son of qianshen house is talented enough.


    The genius of qianshen island in the South China Sea.


    Even such people are not liked by the old man. Come here by yourself. Isn''t it all right to be idle?


    There are too many people here who are better than themselves. Wang Xian has no hope for himself at all.


    I think it''s just a passing scene.


    Wang Xian comforted himself so much. Then he lined up along the crowd and walked towards the middle.


    "Old man, look at me. I''m 19 years old and my accomplishments have reached 5400 tripods. I also accept flames. Now I have accepted three kinds of flames. I''m definitely the person you''re looking for! If you don''t believe me, I''ll show it to you."


    The young man in front of Wang Xian stretched out a hand like a magician. At this time, three different colors of flames surged at his fingertips like running water.


    Even Wang Xian couldn''t help staring.


    This man is a genius!


    I don''t know what method was used to be compatible with three different flames in the body. It''s really terrible.


    However, even in the face of such a genius, the old man just glanced at him and shook his head calmly.


    "Unfortunately, your juggling is good, but it''s still not the person I''m looking for."


    The old man still refused.


    However, the young man''s neck turned red when he heard the speech. He was obviously very angry.


    For a time, people who couldn''t accept their genius were rejected. Immediately, he shouted on his hips.


    "What, you say my strange fire is a juggler? Well, remember, old man, don''t deceive the young poor for thirty years in the East and west of the river!"


    "Go, go, no chance is no chance!"


    The old man was too lazy to talk to the juggler again. He waved his hand and turned him aside. He looked at Wang Xian behind him.


    Wang Xian was a little nervous at this time, because in front of him was an old man who didn''t know his depth. Although he just came to take a chance, Wang Xian was still sweating in his heart at the moment.


    "Young man, how old are you this year?"


    The old man looked at Wang Xian. This time, he asked a rare question.


    Wang Xian was flattered and hurriedly said, "I''m 17 years old."


    "Do you practice guns?"


    "Old man, how did you see it?"


    Wang Xian was surprised. It seemed that he had not revealed his weapons from the beginning.


    How did the old man know he was a gun trainer?


    Has he seen himself before?


    As soon as this guess appeared in Wang Xian''s heart, it was immediately rejected by him.


    It''s impossible. He had never left in Dazhou city before. At that time, Wang Xian was just a poor boy and it was impossible to contact the old man.


    In the face of Wang Xian''s surprise, the old man laughed: "the eyes are the window to one''s heart. Sometimes one can see a lot from one''s eyes."


    "Then, old man, how can you see that I practice guns?" Wang Xian touched his head, but he still didn''t understand.


    "Your eyes are clear and transparent. They have a strength that others don''t have. They are very similar to guns. They move forward and don''t return until they die. This kind of eyes are not possessed by people who cultivate other weapons. Moreover, I can see your footwork and body shape when you first came to me. You are definitely a gun wizard."


    The old man said slowly, "you are destined for me, young man. Would you like to take my mantle? Pass on my shooting skills?"


    When Wang Xian listened to the old man''s words, he was startled immediately.


    Some even suspected that they had heard wrong.


    This is fate with yourself?


    Inheritance mantle?


    Wang Xian had never thought that he would really succeed, because his original idea was that so many people were rejected and he just came to pass.


    But I didn''t expect that I was really favored by the old man.


    However, with such an opportunity in front of him, Wang Xian had no reason to refuse. At that moment, he knelt down directly.


    "Disciple Wang Xian, have you seen the teacher!"


    "Good! Good! Good! I didn''t expect to find such an excellent successor seven million years after Lin Zhanyun''s death. God treats Lin well! Disciple, this silver cup will be given to you today. I hope you can understand the mystery and pass on my mantle in the future. You need to know and don''t fall into my reputation!"


    The old man held his right hand and the silver cup immediately fell into Wang Xian''s hand. After saying that, he looked in another direction and nodded towards Gu Zhun. Then, he turned into a light spot in front of the people, fell into the silver cup and disappeared.


    At this time, Wang Xian was holding a silver cup in his hand. When he looked up, the old man just disappeared out of thin air, which immediately made Wang Xian dumbfounded.


    Before he knew what was going on, Gu Zhun came slowly.