Chapter 1232 Disciple Bai Feng, meeting the Master!

The tall man was scared.

I remember one time when the master got angry, which almost shocked the entire sect. Several elders kowtowed to him to apologize, but to no avail. This shows how terrible the master's anger was.

Xiaorou and the other three were equally frightened.

But they were a little confused. They were not in the sect now, and no supporting experts had arrived. How could the master alone resist this weirdo named Ye?

"Could it be that Master has hidden even more powerful methods?"

The four of them thought this, and their hearts became even more frightened.

Sure enough, the master was really angry.

He stared at Ye Chunyang with half-closed eyes, and said calmly: "My surname is Ye, I ask you one last time, will you be my apprentice?"

Hearing this, Ye Chunyang was indifferent, but Fatty Qian was unconvinced.

"You are so brave, junior. Master Ye is a big shot that even the elders of the Cangyuan Sect have to bow down to. Who are you? How dare you threaten to ask the master to worship you as his disciple?"

Now Fatty Qian's admiration for Ye Chunyang is as endless as the Yangtze River. How can he allow a junior in the Qi refining stage to speak so rudely?

It really surprised him that this young man in white could control several Daoji level masters, but now that Master Ye is here, how can the other party dare to be arrogant?

Tingyu also waved his fist, with an indignant look on his face.

"You bastard, if you dare to be disrespectful to your master, believe it or not, I will cut you to death with a thousand knives?"

The faces of the four tall men darkened, and they were about to use their luck-boosting skills.

However, Master Bai waved his hand to stop them, raised his head and said disdainfully: "The Cangyuan Sect is nothing in my eyes. I can make them disappear from the world of immortality with just a flick of my finger."

Fatty Qian rolled his eyes.

Ye Chunyang sneered and didn't bother to pay attention. He raised his hand and said to the fat man: "Let's go."

Hearing this, Fatty Qian drove the flying boat again and tried to pass by.

At this moment, the boy in white gritted his teeth and flashed a ruthless look in his eyes. He jumped from the tall man's flying sword and jumped into their flying boat.

Ye Chunyang's face turned cold.

He didn't bother to fight with a Qi Refining monk, but that didn't mean he could endure the other party's persistent pursuit.

When the four tall men saw this scene, their faces showed horror.

They have never seen their master so angry!

The four people immediately picked up the magic weapon, held the talisman tightly, and looked alert.

But the next scene was somewhat beyond the four people's expectations.

Master Bai stared at Ye Chunyang closely, and suddenly knelt down to him with a pop, and said with a playful smile: "Since you don't want to be my master, then I will worship you as my master. How about you becoming my master?"

After saying that, without waiting for Ye Chunyang's reply, he immediately kowtowed three times: "Disciple Bai Feng, pay your respects to the master!"

Everyone was stunned.

Fatty Qian, Ting Yu, and the tall man looked stunned.

Just now, he threatened Ye Chunyang to become his disciple with a fierce look, but now he kowtows to him and becomes his disciple?

Ye Chunyang's mouth twitched.

He lowered his head and glanced at Master Bai. When he met his eyes, Master Bai smiled and looked expectant.

But then he felt his body was out of control and rising into the air.

Master Bai's face froze, and he hurriedly hugged Ye Chunyang's thigh tightly, shouting: "Master, this disciple has kowtowed to you. From today on, I am your disciple. Whoever dares to bully you, just tell your disciple." As soon as he heard it, his disciples immediately skinned him!"

As he said that, he stuffed something into Ye Chunyang's hand.

"roll!"

Ye Chunyang lifted Master Bai up with one hand like a chicken and threw him out of the flying boat.

"Plop."

Master Bai was in a miserable state, stuck in the snow, kicking his legs, and struggled for a long time before he got up.

"Master!"

The four tall men came to their senses and hurriedly flew their flying swords towards Master Bai. They hurriedly helped him up, and then stared at Ye Chunyang fiercely.

"Let's go!"

Ye Chunyang waved his hand expressionlessly, ignoring the few people.

Fatty Qian had a weird look on his face. After listening to Ye Chunyang's instructions, he immediately started the flying boat to travel far away.

"Hey, hey, master, don't leave!"

"Bai Feng has kowtowed to you and given you the apprenticeship ceremony. You must accept the disciple as your disciple!"

"Master, what is the technique that you used to slap these four trash away? When will you teach it to your disciples?"

"..."

Bai Feng shouted at Feizhou.

However, his questioning did not receive any response. Driven by Fatty Qian, Feizhou quickly penetrated into the clouds and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"Master, why do you want to worship that person as your master?"

It wasn't until Bai Feng calmed down that the tall man lowered his voice and asked hesitantly.

Xiaorou and the other three were also puzzled.

Didn't Master always plan to recruit this person?

How come I kowtow to him and become his disciple?

"You know nothing!"

As soon as the tall man finished speaking, Bai Feng cursed angrily with a straight face: "I can accept as my teacher whoever I like. Do you care?"

The expressions of the four people froze.

"Yes, yes, master goes his own way and behaves freely and freely. Disciples dare not speculate on the secrets of heaven." The tall man was as arrogant as garlic.

Others looked full of fear.

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm in a bad mood and want to eat chicken. You guys go and catch it for me!" Bai Feng snorted.

The tall man looked solemn, and immediately said fiercely to Xiaorou and the others: "Quick! No chickens or dogs will be left within a radius of ten miles!"

Several people responded with trembling voices and immediately dispersed.

The master wanted to eat chicken when he was happy, and he wanted to eat chicken when he was unhappy. How dare they neglect it.

Soon, Bai Feng was the only one left here. He sat down in the snow, not feeling the coldness at all.

But his eyes were looking at the direction where Ye Chunyang was going away, and a proud smile suddenly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

…

In the vast snow field, the flying boat roars in the wind.

At this time, Ye Chunyang was holding a flame-shaped token and looking at it with a playful expression.

This thing was stuffed into Bai Feng's hand when he threw it out. According to what he said later, it should be his so-called apprenticeship ceremony.

"Master, why does this token in your hand look familiar?"

Just when Ye Chunyang lost interest and was about to accept the token, Fatty Qian's confused voice came from beside him.

"What, do you recognize this thing?" Ye Chunyang asked.

"It feels slightly familiar."

Fatty Qian was thinking hard, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "By the way, I have seen similar tokens in Lingxian Mansion."

"Lingxian Mansion?" Ye Chunyang was surprised.

Fatty Qian nodded, stared at the flame token and wanted to say something, but showed some hesitation.

"This seems to be a special token of the Lingxian Mansion. I once saw a high-level figure living in a seventh-grade spiritual room with this token. It stands to reason that the boy named Bai, a Qi Refining monk, cannot have this kind of token. How did he get this thing?"

“And what does the word ‘天’ above mean?”

Fatty Qian muttered to himself in confusion.

"sky?"

"Could it be a heaven-level spiritual chamber?"

Tingyu blurted out a question.

Before she finished speaking, she saw Fatty Qian looking at her with displeasure. He immediately shrank his neck and hurriedly stopped talking.

"No one has ever stayed in the heaven-level spiritual chamber in the Lingxian Mansion. That kid is just a seventh-level Qi-refining stage boy, and he may not be qualified for a third-level spiritual chamber. Do you think he will have the token for the heaven-level spiritual chamber?"

Fatty Qian said sarcastically.

Tingyu stuck out his tongue and lowered his head.

Fatty Qian snorted, and after scolding Tingyu, he put on a smile and said to Ye Chunyang: "Master, I think that boy named Bai is acting eccentricly, and it's mostly just to please others. Master, please don't take it seriously." "

"It doesn't matter, let's talk about it back to Lindu City."

Ye Chunyang didn't say much, he casually accepted the token and gave instructions to Fatty Qian.

"yes!"

Fatty Qian responded and urged the flying boat to accelerate towards Lindu City.

…

There was no further pause on the way back and forth. Seven days later, Ye Chunyang and his party returned to Lindu City.

Fatty Qian wanted to send Ye Chunyang back to Nie's house, but Ye Chunyang refused and left Yunbao Tower alone.

The fat man was a little confused about this, but he didn't dare to ask more.

He also got a lot of treasures from the Wanding Meeting this time, and was in need of some retreat to practice. After giving Tingyu a few instructions, he hurried upstairs.

Ye Chunyang left Yunbao Tower and came to Lingmiao Pavilion.

At this time, on the top floor of the pavilion, Cheng Ye was thinking sadly over a furnace of elixirs. There were piles of spent medicinal materials piled around him, as if he was refining some kind of elixir.

Ye Chunyang looked like a ghost, and Cheng Ye didn't notice it for a while.

"If you want to refine a superior elixir, Fellow Daoist Cheng, you might as well try adding a cold herb."

Cheng Ye, who was frowning in thought, suddenly heard this sound, his eyes lit up, and he didn't care to go out the door. He hurriedly took a cold rong plant, put it into the furnace and cast a spell to smelt it.

The next moment, the aroma filled the furnace, and an elixir the size of a longan took shape, spreading out with repeated ripples.

Cheng Ye was overjoyed. Then he remembered the voice that woke him up just now. He suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure standing there, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, are you back?"

Seeing the person coming, Cheng Ye hurriedly stood up to greet him.

"I haven't even entered the city for a moment. I just saw that my Taoist friend was focused on refining elixirs, so I didn't bother him." Ye Chunyang walked into the pavilion with a faint smile.

"No matter what Fellow Daoist Ye said, without Fellow Daoist's guidance, I wouldn't have been able to refine this ultimate elixir easily."

Cheng Ye said, taking out the elixir from the furnace, and exclaimed: "Fellow Taoist is worthy of being a master of alchemy. I have spent many days refining this elixir, but with no results. Just now, I saw that my friend Taoist made me feel like Enlightenment."

Ye Chunyang smiled and said nothing.

Shang Jue Dan is not actually a high-level elixir, and Cheng Ye's alchemy skills are not bad either. The problem is just with the recipe.

"By the way, fellow Taoist, have you gained anything from going to Yunlan City to participate in the Wanding Conference this time?" Cheng Ye happily put the elixir away and asked Ye Chunyang.

"It's a small gain!"

Ye Chunyang replied speciously.

After looking at Cheng Ye, he continued: "Ye came here because he has some small matters and wants to ask fellow Taoist Cheng for help. I wonder if you can help me?"

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Ye, if you have something to do, you can just say it. Why do you need to be so open-minded?"

Cheng Ye laughed heartily when he heard this.

"Since that's the case, I'll tell you straight away."

Ye Chunyang said.

"Ye needs to refine some elixirs recently. Due to the large quantity, it is necessary to have an elixir refining place with the Earth's Heart Fire. Does anyone know a suitable place?"