The world of shelter under the glacier

Chu Feng's deep eyes stared at the dark sky, a messy battlefield...

His eyes flashed with meaning that no one could understand.

Although he is in a high position and has overwhelming authority, he can even make thousands of troops and tens of thousands of people die for him with just one order.

But the more this happened, the more he felt the weight of the crown on his head.

Behind every bit of authority is a heavy responsibility.

As the city lord of the stars, it is the hope of everyone.

Although he enjoys this authority, he must also bear the corresponding responsibilities behind the authority.

Over the past year.

He has grown from a young rookie to a city lord with hundreds of thousands of people, and the master of the stars. What he has learned the most is two words - responsibility!

A man's maturity often begins with knowing how to shoulder his own responsibilities...

He is not a savior and cannot save the world.

But he won't sit back and let others disturb Xingchen's peaceful and happy life.

The Qing Dynasty cannot do this!

You kid can't!

Neither can the church!

Not even the evil superpowers in the future!

Because he is the city lord of Xingchen!

It is the hope of all and the light of all.

It’s your own responsibility!

After thinking about this, Chu Feng's dark eyes burned with fighting spirit again, a fighting spirit that no one could extinguish.

His eyes are as firm as steel, and his will is as unshakable as a mountain.

As long as he still breathes, the light of the stars will never go out, but will only become brighter and brighter, shining farther and farther...

now.

Chu Feng's temperament has undergone drastic changes. He is now like an unsheathed sword, sharp and sharp!

Looking at Ge You lying down, the old man said, "I'll do surgery on you...it's wrong, cross it out!"

"What a strong fighting spirit!"

The old Taoist priest opened his misty eyes and couldn't help but pay more attention to it.

"Should I accept it or not?"

"It's so embarrassing for me."

Tons tons tons.

Pull out the flask and drink it all in one gulp.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with becoming a disciple.

But how to become a disciple?

Chu Feng scratched his head.

As a member of the 'Qidian' orphanage, I worship the God of Wealth, but I have never been a teacher.

For a while, this stumped Chu Feng.

How to pray?

Chu Feng started to think. . .

Simulation Scenario 1: Searching for a master through hundreds of searches, but the master is right before your eyes.

"Master, please bow to me as a disciple."

The process is not important.

I have many masters and he has many apprentices.

Everyone is happy!

"But it's too direct. It's a bit hard to talk about."

"How about being more tactful."

Simulation scenario two:

Chu Feng: Master, my disciple has finally found you.

Old Taoist priest:? ? ?

Chu Feng: I am your long-lost ninth disciple - Feng'er! 【Breaking sound】

Too embarrassing.

Again!

Old Taoist priest: "Want to become a disciple?"

Chu Feng: "Yes."

Old Taoist priest: "Kowtow."

Chu Feng: "Ah!"

There is gold under the man's knees. He kneels to heaven and kneels to the abbot.

Master, there are no doors or windows!

Old Taoist priest: "I don't want to! Forget it - I'm thirsty, I can just offer you a cup of tea."

Chu Feng: "..."

The simulation of this scene is too fake, right? ?

Chu Feng was secretly surprised.

Cough cough cough.

Old Taoist priest: "Okay! It's the end of the world, and it won't be easy for you to live with such a big family!"

"Our Dragon Monastery doesn't pay attention to this either."

"Then keep everything simple."

"The ceremony is over!"

"From now on, you will be me, sloppy Taoist priest! My ninth disciple."

Chu Feng: "What?"

"Have I become a disciple?"

"Humph, it's just bullshit luck!" someone said with envy.

"Wow, Bao'er has finally been promoted, you - call me senior sister!"

"What happened? Is dinner ready? Where is it?"

"Master, that's great! My mecha is stable!"

"By the way, doesn't Master not accept adults over 6 years old? Could it be that he is the legendary 'giant baby'!!"

Senior sister?

Mecha?

Giant baby?

It does not make sense?

"Are you going to become a disciple now?"

Chu Feng was stunned.

"Not a simulation?"

"I am the second senior brother, Fat Tiger! Junior brother, you can call me Senior Brother Fat from now on."

This is what the fat Taoist said.

He casually threw a ring to Chu Feng and said, "This is our sect's token."

"Token?"

"Yes, it's also a space ring."

The fat Taoist priest didn't care and said casually: "You can open it by tapping into your spiritual power. It's very simple!"

"I put some simple spells with mechanical and earth abilities in it."

"By the way, you have only awakened these two powers, right?"

"Um?"

"Forget it, forget it, I know the secret..."

Little Fatty has an I-know-you look on his face.

With a move of his hand, he immediately took out a large pile of rings.

Gudong.

Someone swallowed hard.

Are these all space rings?

They were so densely packed and randomly strung together by a hemp rope...

Chu Feng was stunned.

Long Jiuer's eyes turned red.

"Junior brother..."

"Stop it!"

After picking and choosing, the little fat man said: "First, you haven't started yet, so you can't call me junior brother! Besides, I'm not young either, I'm already 12 years old."

"Second, you haven't awakened your powers, so giving you a ring is useless."

"Can't open it again!"

With a look of disdain on his face, the little fat man instantly KO'd Long Jiu'er.

"It's you!"

Forgive me, I haven't finished writing yet.

Send first and make up later.

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"Give."

"This is all!"

"Here are all the basic, intermediate and advanced supernatural spells of the entire system. No matter how high-level, king-level spells or above, you have to ask the master for them."

"Hmm...how big is the space?"

Chu Feng put one of his hands into his pocket without leaving any trace.

If you don’t take it, you won’t get it.

Who doesn’t take it for free?

This is the first good thing you can do to contribute to this department—promote domestic demand!

There are so many spicy ones, dozens of them.

If I don’t consume a little more, if I just rely on the master to recruit apprentices, it will take many years and months to consume it all.

Chu Feng took it with confidence and as it should be!

"Don't you know how to read it yourself?"

Fat Tiger was surprised, but didn't think much about it.

"1 cubic."

"That's true of all rings."

"It's only one cubic meter! If you have a bigger one, bring me another one."

"snort!"

"Stop being dissatisfied."

Long Jiuer said from the side: "The space ring is a very precious thing."

"My sister only has 10 cubic meters!"

"Generally, only high-level superpowers can equip it, and the size is only 1 cubic meter, or even half a cubic meter in most cases."

"Before the end of the world, a space ring the size of a palm would be worth over 100 million, which is still priceless! Not to mention the supernatural powers inside, which cannot be measured by wealth at all."

"That's the heritage of a sect and family!"

"Oh, that's how it is."

Chu Feng looked at the little fat man enthusiastically and accurately said it was the hemp rope in his hand.

"Little fat...fat...senior brother." Chu Feng shouted shamefully.

"You're so hot, you're useless, junior brother, I'll keep you safe."

"This kind of tiring and dirty work should be left to me!"

"No no no."

"It's all useful!"

"It's all useful!"

Fat Tiger picked up several and said, "These are used to store food."

Then he picked up another one.

"This is for pots, bowls, ladles, and spoons."

"This is junior sister's snack, don't throw it away!"