Iron Cross Fire

Suddenly, the atmosphere on the huge ship was extremely solemn. None of the surrounding Holy Sect disciples dared to breathe.

Finally, after more than ten seconds, Mu Qingyue chuckled, looked at Yue Feng and said, "Feng Tao, if you don't accept me as your master, we have nothing to do with each other. Why should I send you a boat?"

After saying that, Mu Qingyue's expression became cold: "Also, let me tell you, the distance from here to the land is tens of thousands of miles at least. Even if you are in the realm of Martial Saint, you can only fly half the distance at most, and you will have no strength. You will either starve to death or drown... Only by becoming my disciple can you survive, so I advise you to consider it."

Damn it!

This is too stingy!

It's just a sailboat. If he doesn't want to become a disciple, she won't give it away, just to scare him.

but....

Mu Qingyue was right. This place was tens of thousands of miles away from the land. It was impossible for him to fly back with Ren Yingying and the Queen.

Yue Feng originally had Qiongqi, but in the fierce battle in the imperial city, Qiongqi was also injured.

It seems...I have no choice! I can only become a disciple. Let’s leave this desert island first! Thinking of this, Yue Feng bent down slightly: "Disciple Feng Tao, pay homage to Master."

Mu Qingyue nodded happily: "Okay, okay."

"You still don't kneel down when you become a disciple. You really don't understand the rules!"

At this moment, a voice came from behind, and then a handsome male disciple rushed over and kicked Yue Feng in the crook of his knee. ŴŴŴ.WenXueMi.Cc

"thump!"

After being kicked, Yue Feng knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

Hold!

Yue Feng was furious, turned his head, and saw a male disciple standing behind him with his arms folded, arrogant.

The man is in his mid-twenties, handsome, stylish, and has a good temperament. He is Mu Qingyue's eldest disciple, Shen Lang.

Shen Lang has been worshiping Mu Qingyue as his teacher for seven or eight years. He has excellent talents and has always been highly valued and loved by Mu Qingyue, and has developed a proud personality as a result.

Seeing that the master made an exception and accepted Yue Feng as his disciple, but Yue Feng looked indifferent, Shen Lang felt very unhappy. At this time, Shen Lang couldn't help seeing Yue Feng worshiping his master again but not kneeling down.

"What are you looking at?"

Sensing Yue Feng's dissatisfaction, Shen Lang said coldly: "I am your senior brother. When you see me in the future, you must also understand the rules."

After saying that, Shen Lang urged impatiently: "Why don't you kowtow to Master?"

Mu Qingyue, who was standing next to her, watched quietly without saying a word, and her beautiful face showed no signs of fluctuation.

Although this Feng Tao promised to become a disciple, it was indeed against the rules to not kneel down to him in front of so many people!

After all, he was his master, so it was hard to tell him. It would be better to let Shen Lang, his senior brother, educate him for him.

Hold!

Yue Feng clenched his fists. Even though he was the proud master of the Tianmen Sect, he was forced to worship Mu Qingyue as his disciple. Now he still had to be angry with her disciple. Seriously! If he were alone, Yue Feng would not coddle Shen Lang, but when he thought that Ren Yingying and the Queen were still waiting for him, he could only suppress his anger in his heart.

Forget it, since you have become a master, just kneel down.

Thinking to himself, Yue Feng sighed: "Master, please accept me as my disciple. I have never been in the world and don't understand the rules. I hope Master will not blame you."

Seeing him kneeling down, a smile finally appeared on Mu Qingyue's face.

"To become a disciple, you have to kneel three times and kowtow nine times." However, Shen Lang still couldn't see it. He looked at Yue Feng and said coldly: "You only knelt once and it's over? Who are you fooling?"

"Shen Lang." Mu Qingyue interrupted him and looked at Yue Feng with a smile: "He has already said that he has never set foot in the world, so if he doesn't understand these etiquette, don't worry about it."

After the words fell, Mu Qingyue raised her hand, and Yue Feng felt a gentle force lifting him up.

Yes!

Seeing how much Master valued Yue Feng, Shen Lang felt even more unhappy.

He is just a small fisherman, how can he make Master look at him differently?

Yue Feng ignored Shen Lang's gaze, looked around, and saw disciples from the Xingmu Altar and the other four sub-alterns, moving things to the sailboat in an orderly manner.

Most of them are the corpses of some sea spirit beasts, which are piled up into a small mountain. There are thousands of them, which is very shocking.

Damn it!

So many sea spirit beasts?

Shocked, Yue Feng guessed that these disciples of the Holy Sect came to this desert island for a trial, and the goal of the trial should be to kill the sea spirit beast.

Immediately, Yue Feng carefully observed the surrounding environment. The southernmost tip of the island had open terrain, which was very suitable for sea spirit beasts to inhabit.

The cave where Yue Feng rested before is on the north side of the island. The terrain there is more complicated and sea spirit beasts generally cannot go there.

The sea spirit beast that he encountered before might have broken into the north of the island to avoid these disciples of the Holy Sect, and then he encountered it by chance.

"Master!"

While Yue Feng was thinking about this, a Xingmutan disciple walked over quickly, his face filled with excitement.

When they arrived, the disciple said respectfully to Mu Qingyue: "The two-day trial is completely over, and the results have been calculated. Our Star Wood Altar has obtained a total of 1,080 inner elixirs of sea spirit beasts... ..”

Wow!

After he finished speaking, the other disciples of Xingmu Altar around him applauded.

Damn...

A thousand...more than a thousand sea spirit beast inner elixirs? In other words, this Star Wood Altar killed more than a thousand sea spirit beasts?

Yue Feng opened his mouth wide, completely dumbfounded, and was extremely shocked.

Having fought with sea spirit beasts before, Yue Feng knew that this kind of spirit beast had strong defense. After being injured, it was not easy to kill a sea spirit beast!

And this disciple of Xingmu Temple actually killed more than a thousand sea spirit beasts in two days...

And Xingmu Temple is just a branch of the Holy Sect, and it killed so many! Wouldn't the entire Holy Sect be able to kill all the sea spirit beasts nearby?

As expected of a sect in the Beiying Continent, its strength is strong!

"Good, good!"

At this time, Mu Qingyue also had a smile on her face, and she was in a particularly good mood. She looked around and said, "Everyone has worked hard in the two days of trials. When we return to the sect tomorrow, every disciple will have a reward."

"Thank you, Master!" As soon as the words fell, the disciples around him were all delighted, and they all knelt down and cheered.

"Feng Tao!"

At this moment, Mu Qingyue looked at Yue Feng and said with a smile: "Let the senior brother take you to the cabin to rest. Tomorrow morning, follow us back to the sect."

"Yes, Master..." Yue Feng smiled bitterly and nodded.

Then, Yue Feng thought of something and said quickly: "By the way, Master, my wife and mother-in-law are still in the cave not far away. Can I take them with me?"

What?

Wife and mother-in-law?

Hearing this, Mu Qingyue was stunned, his eyes full of surprise: "You are married? Moreover, you bring your wife and mother-in-law out to fish?"

"No way!" Yue Feng scratched his head and smiled: "Life is forced..."

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