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Chapter 48 Patriarch: I appreciate you young man

When Feng Ming lowered his head, he tried his best to raise his eyelids, and glanced up at the Patriarch secretly.

Unlike the girl Lingqiu, I have almost never met the real ancestor Changchun, no, it should be a fairy.

Changchun Zhenren is the name of the patriarch before he became a fairy.

Today's patriarch has become a true immortal, aloof.

The old man usually doesn't stay in the Changchun faction, but goes to the Bajing Palace of the Great Master Xuandu, which the human race and even all living beings yearn for.

Of course, the Patriarch will come back after a while, but he also comes and goes in a hurry.

That is to say, Ling Qiu's peerless talent, he would summon her, teach her personally and give her rewards.

This has nothing to do with whether the ancestor is eccentric or not, but something necessary for the development of the sect.

Fengming, who also served as a company executive for a period of time in his previous life, knows that when an organizational structure has risen to a certain level, managers will naturally choose the most appropriate management method.

……

Judging from the appearance alone, the patriarch is much younger than his master Wanmu Zhenren.

He was about middle-aged, tall and straight, with broad shoulders.

He was wearing a lavender Taoist robe with a simple belt around his waist, which was both majestic and friendly.

Master Changchun was very peaceful, he said with a smile: "There is no need to be polite, but the poor have lost their sense of propriety, but I don't know that my Changchun sect has produced such a proud disciple, who can receive a golden light of merit from the induction of heaven."

Feng Ming immediately said: "Reporting to the patriarch, the disciple also got the favor of the heavens by mistake. It is really a fluke."

The patriarch stepped forward and said gently: "I want to be so lucky as you, ha ha... This is not a joke. It has been more than [-] years since I became a Taoist, but I still haven't gained any merit. Therefore, this envy is true!"

As expected of a patriarch, his words and deeds are like blowing wind, he is upright and bright, and he does not hide his inner thoughts at all.

And at this time Uncle Lu Wan'er came out, she didn't look at Feng Ming, but said slowly:
"Master, Master Nephew Fengming is simple in heart, he worked tirelessly for the sake of the sect, and worked hard to refine weapons. Now that he can obtain the merits of the heavenly way, it is enough to see his intentions for the Changchun sect, but he must cultivate it well in the future."

Feng Ming couldn't help but look at this handsome, tall, graceful, elegant and extraordinary uncle, and he liked him even more.

He said in his heart: "But I want to thank Uncle Lu Wan'er. Although she didn't look at me, every word she said was for me."

So far, he and Uncle Lu Wan'er have been in contact a few times.

The previous few times, when Uncle Lu Wan'er came to find Master, she followed behind.

The only official contact between the two of them alone was when he came out of the labor hall, and his uncle gave him an elixir.

Master Changchun chuckled, raised his head to look at the sky, and said, "That's natural. If I don't focus on training from now on, wouldn't it be disobedience to God's will?"

"Look at this strong golden light, hehe, it's really enviable!"

Changchun Patriarch's words did not mean ridicule, he was really envious.

All the great immortals behind him nodded in unison to express their envy!

At this moment, Master Wanmu came out, and while winking at his apprentice, he scolded and said:
"Sinister, hurry up and put away the golden light, what are you showing off here!"

"In front of the Patriarch, don't be rude!"

Master Wan Mu thought that Feng Ming deliberately didn't restrain his radiance, and he was still wondering when this disciple became so out of touch.

Unexpectedly, Fengming has not answered yet, Master Wan Wan has already spoken up, and shouted:

"Wanmu, shut up, you, the fourth child in a thousand years, dare to scold my nephew Fengming!"

The Millennium Old Fourth is a nickname for Master.

Because the master has been staying at the pinnacle of the fourth realm of "Refining the Void and Hedao" and did not go to cross the catastrophe to attack the immortals. One of the uncles once joked: "Say Wanmu, will you not be able to break through this fourth realm for a thousand years?" ?

Over time, it has this name.

Of course, this nickname can only be called by the immortal boss.

Masato Wanmu: ...? ? ?
It's a pity that you can't use emoticons, otherwise he must put a hundred of them on his face!

That's too much, you ten-thousand-dollar dog thief, can't I even teach my disciples a lesson?
Wan Wan continued to shout: "Oh, stay away from my nephew Fengming, don't spoil him, let him hide like you, like that black turtle."

"Oh, you also stay away from me, yes, don't stare at me, I just hate you!"

Just as Uncle Wan Wan finished speaking, Immortal Roushan's huge body leaned forward, using his oversized belly to flick Master Wanmu away.

A smile appeared on his chubby face, and he said:

"Hey, century-old fourth, it's fine if you don't become a human immortal yourself, do you want to make nephew Fengming the same as you?"

"Yes, you look at my face, I'm just mocking you."

Masato Wanmu: ...! ! !Brother, you have too much flesh on your face, I really can't see it.

Uncle Kushuzi also made a fuss at this time, he stood up and said righteously:

"Master, head teacher, I personally suggest that nephew Fengming be my apprentice. I will definitely devote my whole life to teaching nephew Fengming. No, it is my apprentice Fengming who has become a master. Let him step into immortality as soon as possible!"

Reverend Wan Mu never expected that he has been in love for so many years, and today he would be "mobilized and attacked" because of his apprentice.

Just when he was at a loss, Lu Wan'er stepped forward.

She said: "Brothers, don't make things difficult for Senior Brother Wanmu. If you can prove that you are immortal, Senior Brother Wanmu will not be delayed until now."

Immortal Wanmu was moved, his junior sister was the only one who spoke well of him!

Impressed, sincerely.

Patriarch Changchun also said with a smile: "Everyone has their own blessings on the road of cultivation, so don't joke with Wanmu, Wanmu will not care if he has a big heart, but he hurt the heart of my disciple Fengming."

Uncle Lu Wan'er went on to say, "But Senior Brother Wanmu, you should stop instilling your so-called principles of prudence and prudence into Senior Nephew Fengming. Nephew Fengming is smarter than you."

Master Wanmu: "..."

Feng Ming was very happy to see his master, his uncles, uncles, and patriarchs living in harmony.

He has a great sense of belonging to the Changchun School.

There is no intrigue among members of the Changchun School, or competition for fame and fortune.

Everyone is helping each other within the scope allowed by the conditions.

This is of course related to the fact that the current general environment does not allow the human race to be disunited, but it is also because of the teachings of the ancestor Changchun Daoist.

Compared with other protagonists who just crossed over and either became slaves, or were beaten violently, and were even calculated to be in danger of life and death, I was already very lucky.

After the jokes of the elders were finished, Feng Ming explained: "Patriarch, and the elders, it's not because Feng Ming is showing off rudely, but I really don't know how to take back the golden light!"

This golden light is already like a golden flame, burning quietly.

Patriarch Changchun said with a smile: "Golden light of merit can protect the primordial spirit, but Fengming's cultivation level is still weak, but he doesn't have the primordial spirit yet."

"Fengming."

"Patriarch, the disciple is here."

"You are now in the third realm, have you just gathered Yinshen?"

In fact, Patriarch Changchun already knew about it, but he still asked patiently.This has already seen that the Patriarch attaches great importance to Fengming, and even his psychology has been taken care of.

Feng Ming said honestly: "Reporting to the Patriarch, the disciple did gather the Yin God not long ago, and was able to successfully carry out the Yin God's Imperial Objects. This is also thanks to Uncle Lu Wan'er and Patriarch for your elixir."

Well, he suddenly became so strong, he had to find a reason.

Fengming wittily pushed the credit for his becoming stronger to the patriarch and uncle.

The Patriarch and Uncle Lu Wan'er certainly understand that cultivation depends on the individual, but they will also be very happy.

Patriarch Changchun chuckled, and said: "The Changchun Immortal Pill does contain some immortal energy, which can improve your Yin spirit, but this is inseparable from your own hard work."

Feng Ming immediately added: "There is also the teaching of the master. The master spends a lot of time on the disciple, but it is a pity that the disciple is dull."

Master Wan Mu showed no expression on his face, and said in his heart: "This little thing knows how to drag me into the water, what does your practice have to do with me!"

But there was a little pride in his eyes.

The patriarch said: "You are just a yin god now, too weak, so the golden light of merit may only linger on you for a few days before it can be restrained."

"Ten thousand yuan."

"The disciple is here."

"You let the other disciples go away, don't come here to disturb Fengming's purification and cultivation."

"Yes, Baiyun, go and let the disciples go away."

At this time, the real person in charge asked: "Feng Ming, what on earth have you freed up to inspire the heavens to bestow merit?"

As soon as these words came out, many immortals looked at Feng Ming.

His eyes were full of scorching heat!
There is curiosity, some kind of expectation, what's more!

Since Martial Nephew Fengming can get the golden light of merit, I wait...does he also have a chance?
(End of this chapter)