Master Is a Bit Weak

Duanmu Qingyue looked at the new disciple he had accepted today, and always felt that he had picked up a big bargain. Although this disciple was already past the weak point and had missed the best age for practice, he had a well-developed spiritual root, intelligence and sensitivity, and excellent bones. If he could be taught well, even if he had passed the best age for practice, he would surely achieve some success in the future. If he practiced diligently and encountered some opportunities, he might be able to achieve great success. After a long time... Duanmu Qingyue looked at his apprentice and asked: "Anhe, when I first met you, you said that you had passed the weak crown and no immortal sect was willing to accept you. At that time, I thought you had just passed the weak crown. Today, tell me, how old are you?" Yun Anhe: "Master, why did you think of this problem? For practitioners, age is not important, especially those who have reached the level of you and me." Duanmu Qingyue: "You are my disciple. I, the master, don't even know your age. If people ask you when you go out in the future, I, the master, don't know anything. Wouldn't it make people laugh?" Yun Anhe: "...860 Years old..." Duanmu Qingyue: "..." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.