Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

"Teacher Feng?" Mu Feifei was surprised.

The senior said: "It's the tutor of our God of War Academy!"

Mu Feifan casually flipped a few pages and closed it.

Too many words to read.

He's a little weird.

Don't the disciples of the God of War Academy need to practice?

Write novels all day long, do nothing serious.

He asked, "Senior brother, take us to the courtyard to have a look first."

The other party glanced at Mu Feifan up and down, and was shocked: "This junior brother, no, this senior brother, are you an inner disciple?"

Mu Feifei nodded, the purple gold uniform he was wearing was too cool.

"I rely on!"

"God bless my War God Academy, I finally got an inner disciple!"

"Could it be that my novels are too popular?"

"Caused the attention of the whole hospital?"

The other party was still continuing Versailles, but Mu Feifei could hear something unusual.

"Wait, you mean, before I came, there were no inner disciples in the War God Academy?" he asked.

"Yup."

Mu Feifei was speechless.

Although inner disciples are scarce, they cannot be so scarce.

Eight branches, even if they are evenly divided, are there less than one of the God of War?

What the hell happened to the Temple of War?

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Mu. My name is Meng Xiaobao. You can call me baby or baby brother." Meng Xiaobao was looking at Mu Feifan's identity token.

The others were speechless when they heard it.

Hong Yu said in a low voice, "Finally, I encountered something abnormal. I thought that the disciples of the academy were all academic masters."

Fang Qingxian smiled and said: "Why is it abnormal, people can still write books... I'll go read it later."

"Pull it down!" Hong Yu's forehead was full of black lines: "It must be a primary school student's writing. If he writes well, I will perform upside down eating noodles."

Meng Xiaobao led everyone to the depths.

Along the way, there was not even a half-person figure.

Mu Feifan originally thought that he would meet some not-so-sighted people, so he ran to ask how much water was mixed with his identity as a disciple of the inner courtyard.

Then create some opportunities for yourself to be slapped in the face.

However, no one really came.

"This is different from the script in my heart."

"There are too many plots missing."

"What a conscience script."

Mu Feifan continued to move forward while complaining.

When they reached a grand hall, everyone stopped.

Outside the hall hangs a plaque made of gold and stone, inscribed with three striking characters "The Temple of War".

Meng Xiaobao cupped his hands and said, "Senior Brother Mu, you are here for a while, and I will inform the instructor."

"Wait!" Mu Feifei grabbed him and said, "Brother Bao, what about the rest of the disciples of the God of War Academy, why haven't you seen any of them?"

Meng Xiaobao said, "Why didn't you see it? Am I not?"

What?

As soon as this statement came out, the audience was shocked.

"What do you mean?" everyone asked.

Meng Xiaobao said embarrassedly: "To tell the truth, now I am the only disciple left in the God of War Academy."

What the hell!

When everyone heard it, they were speechless to the extreme.

"There is only one disciple left, why did you go to write a novel?"

"What kind of God of War is this, it really can make people nervous when standing!"

"Senior Brother Mu, have we been tricked?"

At this moment, everyone has an urge to throw their sleeves and leave!

Meng Xiaobao watched them all go berserk, and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, brothers and sisters, the benefits of having fewer people and fewer people can be shared more by dividing resources!"

When you hear it, it seems to make sense!

Liu Zhi asked curiously, "How many resources can one person have?"

Meng Xiaobao raised a slap, suddenly felt that something was wrong, and withdrew a finger: "In a month, four low-grade spirit stones will be supplied!"

"My Nima!" Everyone heard,

angry.

There is no such thing as begging!

They surrounded Meng Xiaobao, rolled up their sleeves, and started to work.

Meng Xiaobao was about to cry: "Junior brothers, impulsiveness is the devil."

"The resources in the hospital are linked to the assessment of the entire hospital. Our War God Academy has been number one for many years, and the landlord has no surplus."

"Now the daily consumption in the hospital is still supported by my writing novels!"

Hong Yu shouted: "Fart, just how much money can you make from your novel?"

Meng Xiaobao said: "Our tutor is still very attractive, and there are many female fans who are urging him to update!"

At this time, Mu Feifei was still relatively calm, and asked, "I have no choice, I was directly assigned to the God of War, what's going on?"

Others also wondered about this.

When I first arrived, Senior Brother Mu didn't offend anyone.

Why was it all of a sudden assigned to the God of War Academy, the countdown to the whole academy?

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the hall.

"I chose you!"

Everyone raised their heads.

I saw a man in a white robe strolling over, like an immortal descended from the sky, making people dare not look directly.

Everyone's first reaction was, this guy is so handsome!

A handsome old man!

"Teacher Feng!" When Meng Xiaobao saw that the savior was coming, he got out from under the crowd with both hands and feet, and ran behind the man.

Mu Feifei's pupils shrank.

This man is so strong!

It is like a deep pool, unfathomable.

"Why did you choose me?" Mu Feifan asked directly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Instructor Feng looked like a taciturn person.

He only said eight words: "I can make you stronger!"

Mu Feifei looked straight at him.

Instructor Feng's eyes were cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

The only thing that shows is firmness and self-confidence.

It seems that saying this sentence is with 100% certainty!

The two looked at each other for a while, and Mu Feifei said, "Okay!"

"I am willing to join the Temple of War!"

What?

The rest of the disciples were stunned.

"Senior Brother Mu, don't be impulsive!"

"Let's switch houses!"

"In this place where chickens don't poop and birds don't lay eggs, what good skills can you teach?"

As if he heard some sensitive words, a small furry head stuck out from the spirit animal bag around Mu Feifan's waist, which was the little turkey.

Just glanced at Teacher Feng, and it shrank back in fright.

Mu Feifei said, "I make up my mind."

"Okay." Everyone said angrily.

At this moment, the silent teacher Feng turned around, and a smile slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Tomorrow morning, come to the Temple of War, and I will teach you personally!"

After he finished speaking, he walked inside without looking back.

I have to say that the character of Instructor Feng is so cool that it is beyond the reach of people.

Meng Xiaobao laughed and said, "Senior Brother Mu, you should go back to rest today. The disciples in the inner courtyard heard that there is an independent immortal island."

Mu Feifei was surprised.

Inner disciples still have such privileges?

Meng Xiaobao said: "There are 108 smaller independent immortal islands, representing 108 inner disciples, and there should be detailed information on your identity token."

Mu Feifei nodded, and then took everyone out of the War God Academy and flew to his island on a pumice stone.

After flying for a while, they saw an independent immortal island, standing proudly above the sky.

Although it is many times smaller than the main island and the God of War, it is quite enough as a resting place!

The distance was slowly getting closer, and the whole picture of Xiandao also appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone had excitement in their eyes.

The main island is an office building, and the God of War is a teaching building, so the place where they come now is the dormitory building!