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Chapter 419
Chapter 419
"Thank you, master!" Song Xiaotian knelt down on the ground respectfully, his heart was already full of joy, being able to become Ye Wudao's disciple was something he never expected, but besides being happy, his heart was also a little beating.
Because his current identity is still an agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau, even though he is just pretending to be a teacher, to put it bluntly, he is now for work, and everything he does is to complete the task, but without the consent of his master. In the eyes of his master and the old people in the ancient martial arts world, it is absolutely unacceptable to apprentice again. After all, it is not much different from betraying the master.
"Haha... Get up quickly, you don't have to be a teacher yet, so you don't need to do this big gift!" Ye Wudao happily helped Song Xiaotian up, and then he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man whom Qiu Baiyi called Seventh Master Uncle: "Three days later, arrange an apprenticeship ceremony for my two closed disciples!"
"Yes, head!" The middle-aged man replied respectfully.He is an elder deacon of Feijian Villa, belonging to the "Fei" generation, named Ye Feichi, these matters happen to be under his control, but even with his status, his heart is full of envy and hatred at this time.
You must know that Ye Wudao is the Taishan Beidou in the ancient martial arts world today, and even his master is just one of Ye Wudao's mediocre martial arts juniors. Compared with Ye Wudao's cultivation base, it is definitely a world of difference. All day long, he hoped that the master master would give him some advice, but he never got his wish. However, these two young people could become the disciples of the master master today, how could he not be envious.
You have to have a good relationship with them in the future!This was the only thought in Ye Feichi's mind at this time.
"What are you still doing?" Ye Feichi shouted coldly at Qiu Baiyi and the others, pointing to Feng Er who was still sleeping on the ground: "Aren't you going to help your Uncle Feng up?"
"Ahem..." Song Xiaotian suppressed a smile and pretended to cough a few times to cover up his gaffe.
"Yes!" Although Qiu Baiyi and others were very unhappy in their hearts, they did not dare to say anything in front of Ye Wudao and others. The matter has come to this point, and they can only face this cruel reality. One place, people have to continue to live.
Qiu Baiyi was the oldest among these people, and he was also the first to get started. He was a senior brother and had to be a role model. He walked up to Feng Er respectfully, and gently shook Feng Er: "Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng... ..."
"Hmm..." Feng Er snorted a few times like a dream, and slowly woke up, only to see him shaking his head, and suddenly exclaimed, looking at Song Xiaotian who was not far away: "Are we dead or alive?"
"You're dead, I'm still alive!" Song Xiaotian glared at Feng Er angrily, wishing he could rush over and strangle him to death. He had just become a direct disciple of the sect master. The good impression I had was all ruined.
"Brother, are we still alive?" Feng Er's face showed ecstasy, but when he saw the white-haired old man beside Ye Wudao, his expression suddenly changed: "I'm not dead, I'm fighting with you... ..."
"Ah..." Before Feng Er finished speaking, there was a scream.
Song Xiaotian was afraid that Feng Er's sudden madness would expose his ancient martial arts, so he used his remaining super energy to perform a Wind Shadow Step, jumped to Feng Er's side, and gave him a slap on the waist bitterly. Only then did he interrupt his next move. When he rushed to Feng Er's side, he could even feel the violent aura emanating from his body. Fortunately, he moved quickly. Ye Wudao and the white-haired old man in the distance must be able to feel it.
"Don't be rude. This is my uncle. This is the head of Feijian Villa and our master. Why don't you pay a visit to Master soon?" When Song Xiaotian introduced Feng Er, his eyes kept winking at him.
Although Feng Er is a bit careless, impulsive when things happen, and he doesn't like to use his brain to think about things, but he is not stupid. Of course he understands what Song Xiaotian means, but this is really hard for him to accept.
"Brother, brother, what is going on here? He, he, he is really our master?" Feng Er looked at Ye Wudao with unbelievable eyes, not to mention him, but no one would have thought that they were all together just now. They are still fighting with each other, how come they have become a family again now, and it is obvious that the effect is better than expected before.
Of course, he also knew the details of Ye Wudao. Before they came here, they had memorized the materials of Feijian Villa by heart. Besides, Lan Junchen forcefully instilled some "knowledge" of the ancient martial arts into them before, and now they also He can be regarded as a knowledgeable person in the ancient martial arts world. He certainly knows what it means to be a disciple of Ye Wudao.
At this moment, even he is so impressed by Song Xiaotian's admiration, he is astonished, he can't figure out what method Song Xiaotian used to make Ye Wudao accept them as disciples!
"Yeah, why don't you get up soon to meet the master?" Song Xiaotian shouted sharply, and kicked Feng Er again, because he had already seen Ye Wudao and the white-haired old man walking towards them slowly.
"Hehe, are you in good health?" Ye Wudao walked up to Feng Er and Song Xiaotian, looking at Feng Er kindly.
"No problem, no problem..." Feng Er looked at Ye Wudao in astonishment: "Are you really Ye Wudao?"
"Ahem..." Song Xiaotian was so startled by Feng Er's words that he almost choked to death on his own saliva. He felt that only Feng Er, a brainless idiot, dared to call Ye Wudao by his name in this world, because, Even the heads of other factions have to be honored as Ye Wudao, Ye Zhuangzhu or Ye Zhangmen.
But at this moment, Song Xiaotian didn't dare to say anything, he could only glance at Feng Er with a look like a fool, and then left him alone.
Let him fend for himself... This is Song Xiaotian's only thought at this time, if possible, he really doesn't want to admit that he and Feng Er know each other.
"Hey... Brother, this kid is a little interesting, he is a little bit angry with me!" At this moment, the white-haired old man beside Ye Wudao spoke.
"Hehe... Junior Brother Wuming, do you also want to accept an apprentice?" Ye Wudao said with a smile. At this time, Song Xiao finally knew that the old man with white hair was called Wuming. According to the regulations of Feijian Villa, the core disciples must change their names and surnames. , he knew that his full name should be Ye Wuming.
"Hey...Brother, I think I have a bad temper with him, so you can just give him to me. You see, I have lived such a long life and I have never accepted an apprentice. You have to let my kung fu succeed. !" Ye Wuming said with a serious face, it could be seen that he really liked Feng Er.
Now Song Xiaotian was happy, he only hoped that this old man with some neurological problems could accept Feng Er, and he was a match for being with him, because he had always felt that Feng Er had some neurological problems.
"In this case, after three days, you and I will accept them as disciples together!" After Ye Wudao finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared into the night. It seems that he planned to accept Feng Er as his disciples, probably for the most part. For Song Xiaotian's sake, otherwise he wouldn't have given the person he liked so easily to Ye Wuming, who had some neurological problems.
"Hey...is it so troublesome to accept an apprentice?" Ye Wuming turned his mouth and looked at Feng Er: "Why don't you call me master?"
"Ah?" Feng Er was startled: "Master?"
"Haha... good disciple, let's go, Master will take you to a fun place!" Ye Wuming said, pulling up Feng Er who was still sitting on the ground and disappeared with a leap. Hysterical screams: "Ah... grass mud horse, old man, let me go..."
"Brother, take care..." Song Xiaotian silently prayed for Feng Er.
Coming to Feijian Mountain Villa to apprentice, the journey was bumpy and bumpy, but the final outcome made Song Xiaotian very satisfied. If he could really get Ye Wudao's true biography here, he believed that he and Feng Er would definitely become tomorrow's heroes in the ancient martial arts world. star.
"Thank you, master!" Song Xiaotian knelt down on the ground respectfully, his heart was already full of joy, being able to become Ye Wudao's disciple was something he never expected, but besides being happy, his heart was also a little beating.
Because his current identity is still an agent of the Military Intelligence Bureau, even though he is just pretending to be a teacher, to put it bluntly, he is now for work, and everything he does is to complete the task, but without the consent of his master. In the eyes of his master and the old people in the ancient martial arts world, it is absolutely unacceptable to apprentice again. After all, it is not much different from betraying the master.
"Haha... Get up quickly, you don't have to be a teacher yet, so you don't need to do this big gift!" Ye Wudao happily helped Song Xiaotian up, and then he turned his head to look at the middle-aged man whom Qiu Baiyi called Seventh Master Uncle: "Three days later, arrange an apprenticeship ceremony for my two closed disciples!"
"Yes, head!" The middle-aged man replied respectfully.He is an elder deacon of Feijian Villa, belonging to the "Fei" generation, named Ye Feichi, these matters happen to be under his control, but even with his status, his heart is full of envy and hatred at this time.
You must know that Ye Wudao is the Taishan Beidou in the ancient martial arts world today, and even his master is just one of Ye Wudao's mediocre martial arts juniors. Compared with Ye Wudao's cultivation base, it is definitely a world of difference. All day long, he hoped that the master master would give him some advice, but he never got his wish. However, these two young people could become the disciples of the master master today, how could he not be envious.
You have to have a good relationship with them in the future!This was the only thought in Ye Feichi's mind at this time.
"What are you still doing?" Ye Feichi shouted coldly at Qiu Baiyi and the others, pointing to Feng Er who was still sleeping on the ground: "Aren't you going to help your Uncle Feng up?"
"Ahem..." Song Xiaotian suppressed a smile and pretended to cough a few times to cover up his gaffe.
"Yes!" Although Qiu Baiyi and others were very unhappy in their hearts, they did not dare to say anything in front of Ye Wudao and others. The matter has come to this point, and they can only face this cruel reality. One place, people have to continue to live.
Qiu Baiyi was the oldest among these people, and he was also the first to get started. He was a senior brother and had to be a role model. He walked up to Feng Er respectfully, and gently shook Feng Er: "Uncle Feng, Uncle Feng... ..."
"Hmm..." Feng Er snorted a few times like a dream, and slowly woke up, only to see him shaking his head, and suddenly exclaimed, looking at Song Xiaotian who was not far away: "Are we dead or alive?"
"You're dead, I'm still alive!" Song Xiaotian glared at Feng Er angrily, wishing he could rush over and strangle him to death. He had just become a direct disciple of the sect master. The good impression I had was all ruined.
"Brother, are we still alive?" Feng Er's face showed ecstasy, but when he saw the white-haired old man beside Ye Wudao, his expression suddenly changed: "I'm not dead, I'm fighting with you... ..."
"Ah..." Before Feng Er finished speaking, there was a scream.
Song Xiaotian was afraid that Feng Er's sudden madness would expose his ancient martial arts, so he used his remaining super energy to perform a Wind Shadow Step, jumped to Feng Er's side, and gave him a slap on the waist bitterly. Only then did he interrupt his next move. When he rushed to Feng Er's side, he could even feel the violent aura emanating from his body. Fortunately, he moved quickly. Ye Wudao and the white-haired old man in the distance must be able to feel it.
"Don't be rude. This is my uncle. This is the head of Feijian Villa and our master. Why don't you pay a visit to Master soon?" When Song Xiaotian introduced Feng Er, his eyes kept winking at him.
Although Feng Er is a bit careless, impulsive when things happen, and he doesn't like to use his brain to think about things, but he is not stupid. Of course he understands what Song Xiaotian means, but this is really hard for him to accept.
"Brother, brother, what is going on here? He, he, he is really our master?" Feng Er looked at Ye Wudao with unbelievable eyes, not to mention him, but no one would have thought that they were all together just now. They are still fighting with each other, how come they have become a family again now, and it is obvious that the effect is better than expected before.
Of course, he also knew the details of Ye Wudao. Before they came here, they had memorized the materials of Feijian Villa by heart. Besides, Lan Junchen forcefully instilled some "knowledge" of the ancient martial arts into them before, and now they also He can be regarded as a knowledgeable person in the ancient martial arts world. He certainly knows what it means to be a disciple of Ye Wudao.
At this moment, even he is so impressed by Song Xiaotian's admiration, he is astonished, he can't figure out what method Song Xiaotian used to make Ye Wudao accept them as disciples!
"Yeah, why don't you get up soon to meet the master?" Song Xiaotian shouted sharply, and kicked Feng Er again, because he had already seen Ye Wudao and the white-haired old man walking towards them slowly.
"Hehe, are you in good health?" Ye Wudao walked up to Feng Er and Song Xiaotian, looking at Feng Er kindly.
"No problem, no problem..." Feng Er looked at Ye Wudao in astonishment: "Are you really Ye Wudao?"
"Ahem..." Song Xiaotian was so startled by Feng Er's words that he almost choked to death on his own saliva. He felt that only Feng Er, a brainless idiot, dared to call Ye Wudao by his name in this world, because, Even the heads of other factions have to be honored as Ye Wudao, Ye Zhuangzhu or Ye Zhangmen.
But at this moment, Song Xiaotian didn't dare to say anything, he could only glance at Feng Er with a look like a fool, and then left him alone.
Let him fend for himself... This is Song Xiaotian's only thought at this time, if possible, he really doesn't want to admit that he and Feng Er know each other.
"Hey... Brother, this kid is a little interesting, he is a little bit angry with me!" At this moment, the white-haired old man beside Ye Wudao spoke.
"Hehe... Junior Brother Wuming, do you also want to accept an apprentice?" Ye Wudao said with a smile. At this time, Song Xiao finally knew that the old man with white hair was called Wuming. According to the regulations of Feijian Villa, the core disciples must change their names and surnames. , he knew that his full name should be Ye Wuming.
"Hey...Brother, I think I have a bad temper with him, so you can just give him to me. You see, I have lived such a long life and I have never accepted an apprentice. You have to let my kung fu succeed. !" Ye Wuming said with a serious face, it could be seen that he really liked Feng Er.
Now Song Xiaotian was happy, he only hoped that this old man with some neurological problems could accept Feng Er, and he was a match for being with him, because he had always felt that Feng Er had some neurological problems.
"In this case, after three days, you and I will accept them as disciples together!" After Ye Wudao finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared into the night. It seems that he planned to accept Feng Er as his disciples, probably for the most part. For Song Xiaotian's sake, otherwise he wouldn't have given the person he liked so easily to Ye Wuming, who had some neurological problems.
"Hey...is it so troublesome to accept an apprentice?" Ye Wuming turned his mouth and looked at Feng Er: "Why don't you call me master?"
"Ah?" Feng Er was startled: "Master?"
"Haha... good disciple, let's go, Master will take you to a fun place!" Ye Wuming said, pulling up Feng Er who was still sitting on the ground and disappeared with a leap. Hysterical screams: "Ah... grass mud horse, old man, let me go..."
"Brother, take care..." Song Xiaotian silently prayed for Feng Er.
Coming to Feijian Mountain Villa to apprentice, the journey was bumpy and bumpy, but the final outcome made Song Xiaotian very satisfied. If he could really get Ye Wudao's true biography here, he believed that he and Feng Er would definitely become tomorrow's heroes in the ancient martial arts world. star.
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