Chapter 2237 Outer disciple

  That is to say, unless Yuan Yang Haoshi opens the suitcase and inspects with the naked eye, he will find that his son's storage bag is in the suitcase in the storage bag.

  It was undoubtedly a very risky move just now. What if Yuan Yang Haoshi is very familiar with the aura that hides its breath? All that Ling Feng did naturally became useless.

  Fortunately, Yuan Yang Haoshi trusted his spiritual consciousness very much, and this was lucky enough to let Ling Feng escape.

  Otherwise, Yuan Yang Haoshi found his son's storage bag, and if he checked it along the storage bag, he would find his son's body. Haha, at that time, Yuan Yang Haoshi in the rage would do something irrational, without thinking about it.

  Even if the old man confuses the entire Yuanyang School at that time, what does it mean to Ling Feng?

  Recovered his beating heart, before Ling Feng walked out of the room.

  Before entering the hall, I heard fierce quarrels coming from inside. The owner of the sound was Li Shishu.

"Father, what you said is not bad, why don't you pass on my utmost knowledge? You said someone who can be the master is here, then you can ask how much time he can spend?" A young voice said loudly, in a tone of voice. Everyone can hear the dissatisfaction in it.

"Ahu, the rules of the division cannot be broken. Without the consent of the Sect Master or the Young Sect Master, my kung fu will not be passed on to you even if I bring it to the coffin! Now the Young Sect Master is resting. When I have time, I will naturally I'll help you ask, so you don't have to worry about it!"

   Li Shishu's words are categorical and there is no room for maneuver.

"Father, you are my father. As you said, the younger you start to practice your unique skills, the better the effect will be. But if you drag on, I’m 23 years old and can still What's your accomplishment? I don't worry, I'm afraid your kung fu in this body will really be brought into the coffin!"

  Li Hu said with his neck uneasy.

   "Bastard! If there was no teacher back then, there would be no where I am today. Without me, how come you bastard?"

  Uncle Li was furious and smashed the table with one palm.

  Li Hu still wanted to say something. Ling Feng knew that he couldn't let him continue. He had already seen that this Li Shishu was really stubborn and terrible.

   "Hehe, Uncle Li, what caused such a big fire? Let me tell you?"

  Ling Feng Shi Shiran walked into the hall and walked to the main seat. When he turned his back to Shishu Li, he nodded in sympathy towards Li Hu. Poor baby, such an old man on the stall is indeed very pitiful.

  Li Hu turned his head, not wanting to look at Ling Feng's face at all.

   "Nizi, I haven't seen Young Sect Master yet."

  Uncle Li’s anger is even more, he will slap Li Hu with a slap.

  The sound of wind and thunder sounded between his palms, and Ling Feng could feel that this palm absolutely did not leave his hands at all. If Li Hu did not apologize, he would definitely take it.

   "Master Li, I am the Young Master. Didn't I say it just now? Let me tell you something." Ling Feng lightly slapped Li Shishu.

  Uncle Li's strength actually reached the peak of the state of receiving aura. Among the outer disciples, only Sun Youwei, a talented outer disciple, could compare.

  "Sect Master, forgive me, this rebellious son, hey..." Li Shishu sighed heavily.

   Soon, in Li Shishu’s statement, Ling Feng knew the cause and effect. This matter also has something to do with his master.

It turned out that Shishu Li wanted to revitalize the sect. In the past few years, he has gathered a lot of good seedlings. Among them, his son is the most talented, barely able to meet the standards of the inner disciple, and the rest is slightly worse, reaching the outer sect. The disciple is more than enough.

   But Ling Feng’s master had such a rule that outside disciples should not take the initiative to contact him without major matters. This Master Li is another person who is extremely rigid. After thinking about it, he feels that a matter that barely reaches the inner disciple is not a major matter to the master of Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng’s master has always missed the end of the dragon, and is exempted from the annual routine investigation. In this way, Li Shishu never had the opportunity to report this situation to him.

  It’s not a big deal. If Li Shishu can make some changes and let his son practice the exercises of outer disciples first, it won’t be delayed. It’s just that there is a rule in the school that disciples of the outer sect are not allowed to teach martial arts privately.

  As a result, every year, Li Hu was sorrowfully delayed, and he could only learn the exercises of ordinary people.

  Ling Feng was a little bit dumbfounded in his heart, and couldn't help sighing again and again: This Li Shishu was also too rigid. The only true disciples of his own school were Ling Feng and his junior sister Xuanyuan Qingwu. There are two reasons. There are few really good seedlings, and the other is that the old man is lazy and doesn't bother to make apprentices. If it weren't for the fact that the sect would break its heritage, I'm afraid it wouldn't accept apprentices at all.

   "Li Hu, come up, I will touch the Mogu for you."

  Although Li Shishu affirmed his son's roots, it was only a delay for so many years, Ling Feng still needs to make sure.

   "Nizi, I'm not going forward yet!" A hint of joy flashed in Li Shishu's eyes, and at the same time he rebuked his son.

  Li Hu walked forward trembling. As soon as Ling Feng stretched out his hand, he held his wrist in his palm, and his fighting spirit began to wander in his body.

A moment later, a trace of disappointment flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "It's a pity, if five years ago, when the bones and muscles hadn't been shaped, they could indeed reach the standard of the inner disciple. Now, in this life, I can cultivate to the peak of the Qi sea realm. ."

   There is a word Ling Feng did not say, unless someone with the ability to reach the sky helps Li Hu wash the marrow and cut his hair, or Li Hu happens to take some natural treasures by chance, otherwise, this generation will be finalized.

   Tensions and bones, there is no hope of condensing pills, this is the situation.

"Either the air-sea realm or the air-sea realm. I'm just the qi-sea realm. I'm just the qi-sea realm. This rebellious son can cultivate to the air sea realm. It's already natural." A hint of complexity flashed in Li Shishu's eyes, and he looked forward to it. His eyes looked at Ling Feng.

  Ling Feng was dumb, and it seemed that he had to give direct orders. A talent like Li Shishu would teach his son the cultivation method: "Li Shishu, do you have a technique to cultivate to the Qihai realm?"

   "Yes, I'm just ashamed. I have been stuck at the peak of the aura state for these years and cannot break through." A trace of shame flashed across Li Shishu's face. Ling Feng's young age was already the pinnacle of the Qi Sea Realm, and he, half a century of age, was just the strength of the peak of the Qi Sea Realm, really incomparable.

  "Well, Li Hu is officially included as an outer disciple today. You are responsible for teaching his cultivation, and there is no mistake."

   Ling Feng said with a serious face, this in itself is also a very serious matter.

  Ling Feng is the master of the young sect and the disciple of the inner sect. Either identity can have the right to include an outer disciple. Of course, don't forget to tell the old man.

"Yes!"

  An old tear fell from the corner of Li Shishu's eyes, and he looked at his son with some guilt.

  Li Hu didn't care too much, and said loudly with joy, "Thank you, Young Master."

   "By the way, Li Shishu, what happened in the martial arts gym recently? Why do so many people come to kick the gym?" Ling Feng suddenly thought of those hapless foreigners and asked curiously.

"It's just a bunch of clowns. They want to buy the land of our martial arts hall, and the price is good. It can be said that this is our martial art industry. Not to mention that the title deed is not with me. Even if I am here, I will not take this Give them the foundation."

  A trace of disdain flashed in Li Shishu’s eyes.

   "Oh? Is there any trouble?"

  Ling Feng immediately lost interest. A group of ordinary people sought to seize the land, and the ownership of the land was not in the hands of Li Shishu.

"No, these people challenge every day, but they have added a lot of the actual combat experience of our martial arts disciples. They are all ordinary people, and they are just joking. Today is even more unlucky. Just before the challenge, Sect Master Yuan Yang just When he came home, he thought these people were too noisy, so he took a lesson." Li Shishu said that Yuan Yangzong took the shot, with a smile on his face.

   "Father, their strength has become stronger and stronger. If it weren't for the people of Yuan Yangzong who made the move today, our martial arts hall would really not be good for you except you." Li Hu suddenly interjected.

   Li Shishu nodded: "Yes, how many of these people are still good today. They are martial artists, and one person has reached the level of dark energy. In this way, it seems that they still have some background?"

  Uncle Li's face showed a look of doubt.

  "Father, you rarely pay attention to outside affairs and take care of the martial arts center. I know some of them are outstanding in other foreign martial arts centers in the capital." Li Hu also found some clues at this time.

Ling Feng was not interested in participating in this matter, and stood up: "Uncle Li, this matter is left to you. I will leave you a phone number. If you have anything to do, you can call me. I will stay in the capital for a period of time and prepare to join the newcomers. League game."

  "Rookie League! Is our sect finally going to participate in the Rookie League again? Good! Good luck! I wish the young master every success!" When Li Shishu heard it, tears filled his eyes with excitement. A symbol of the everlasting prosperity of the hermit sect is that every newcomer league game can achieve good results. But their sect hasn't participated in it for a long time.

   "Well, also find me a new phone and phone number, my cell phone may be monitored. I have caused some trouble recently. The people of the Crane Organization follow me in a persistent manner, so you have to be careful."

  Ling Feng thought of the Crane Organization, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

"The young master is careful. One school, three schools and seven schools have a common agreement. The battles of ancient warriors must not affect ordinary people. As for Hu'er and I are already members of the school, life and death have long been taken care of. Moreover, I It's an outside disciple in the open stronghold. Killing me is equivalent to challenging our sect. The Crane Organization will not be so unwise." A strong murderous aura emerged from Li Shishu's words, but his strength was limited and his tone was somewhat helpless.

  At this time, Ling Feng was somewhat clear in his heart: No wonder the old man let himself come to the capital, the other party in the capital is really scrupulous, at least there will be no blatant attack like Jiangnan City.

Li Hu was more winking than his Lao Tzu, and while they were chatting, they had already gone out and soon took over a brand new mobile phone: "Young master, can you look at this mobile phone? A certain amount of phone charges have already been prepaid. , You can use it now."

   "Let me call the old man."

  After finishing speaking, Ling Feng picked up the phone and dialed the familiar number.

   "Hey, who is it?"

  The familiar voice of the old man sounds lazy.

   "Old man, where is Widow Liu's bed?"

  Ling Feng could vaguely hear other voices beside the old man.

   A rustling voice came from the other side, and soon the old man’s voice came again: "You stinky boy, your skin is itchy again, right? If you don't beat you for three days, how can you talk to the master?"

   "Hey, Master, Youdao is not to do bad things, not to be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door..." There was a wicked smile on Ling Feng's face.

"Who has a guilty conscience... Is there anything wrong with you calling me? Did you get into trouble again? I won't wipe your **** anymore. I just had a fight with that dead yin and yang guy. I'm still aching back!" The old man immediately used topic transfer**.

   "That old man, I killed the Young Master of Yuan Yangzong..." Ling Feng fell silent for a moment, and said with a guilty conscience.

   "If you kill it, kill it...what? Who did you kill?" The old man on the other end of the phone said casually, then pulled out his ear, and asked again, unsure.

  "Yuan Yangzong Young Master..." Ling Feng could only say it again.

"You bastard, now, immediately, get me back right away! The courage is really getting bigger and bigger, no, you hide yourself, I will pick you up, my old bone, I just wanted to relax for two days ......" The old man on the other end of the phone was immediately anxious, and he heard Ping Lengpang's constant noise.

   "Don't worry, don't worry old man, things are not that bad yet."

  Ling Feng was a little touched. Although the old man didn't pay much attention to him, he was very good to him and his younger sisters, and treated him as a son and a daughter.

"You know what a shit, the old guy Yuan Yang Haoshi is just such a baby bump, he is the most short-handed, but he knows that you killed his son, you are my master if you don't cut you thousands of times!" The old man was furious. Said.

  "Master, don't worry..."

   "Wait, did you call my master? Did you cause any trouble? Let's say it together!"

   "Old man..."

   "Suddenly... it's normal this time."

  Ling Feng rolled his eyes: "This is how things are..."

  At the moment, Ling Feng told the old man about his encounter with Yuan Yang Muqing, and of course what happened after seeing Yuan Yang Haoshi.

"It's not bad. It really looks like me back then. It seems that you should be able to handle it for the time being. Then I won't be able to go through it for the time being. You can figure it out by yourself. Don't call me if it's okay. I'm very busy!"

  The old man hung up the phone with a snap, with no intention of being polite at all.

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