The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

Ye Feng expressed his excitement.

It's so pitiful, he actually received a top-grade genius in Junwang City!

The smile on Ye Feng's face gradually changed.

However, in a corner in the distance, the maid Yue'er opened her mouth wide and looked worried.

"Lei Xiaohu, the most highly regarded princess lord, was just poached away by the Misty Sect?" After a long time, the maid Yue'er swallowed and smiled bitterly.

These hundreds of teenagers and girls were all specially trained in the princess village of Shu Hongyu, the princess.

In the future, they will follow Shu Hongyu and become a capable man next to the king of the future.

If you perform well, you can still become a central figure.

Therefore, these hundreds of people have been carefully selected, and their qualifications and character are all top choices.

Among them, Lei Xiaohu was most concerned by Shu Hongyu.

"Hey, I shouldn't arrange for them to come over to be the trust of the ethereal sect. If Ye Master takes all these hundreds of people, what can I do?"

Maid Yue'er covered her face with her hand and wanted to cry.

On Zongmen Square.

Ye Feng found that the quality of these hundreds of teenagers and girls was very high, and at least three out of ten people met the conditions for admission.

"It's so cool!"

It didn't take long before Ye Feng received dozens of disciples, all of whom were at least middle grade, and his smile became more and more perverted.

In the process of accepting disciples, Ye Feng discovered a phenomenon.

These teenagers and girls, whether they have been paid in a stalemate, or have not been paid, all seem relatively indifferent.

"Such a young man cannot have a high xinxing. Therefore, they must have known the result a long time ago. To be more precise, they have long been psychologically prepared."

Ye Feng looked at the teenagers and girls who were still in line, guessing like this.

Near Zongmen Square.

Maid Yue'er stood on tiptoe, looked far into the square, patted her chest with her hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, only three-tenths of the people are admitted into the mysterious sect, which is acceptable."

In no time, these hundreds of young girls have been screened. In the end, a total of more than 80 people joined the Misty Sect.

Counting Ning Xiangxiang and others from the top ten families, the number of apprentices today has exceeded one hundred.

"Ding, congratulations to the leader for the number of apprentices in one day, and he was awarded the title of'Apprentice Madness' and a set of small sword formations were rewarded."

The system prompts.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's eyes widened.

Even this has a reward?

This system is awesome!

Although the power of a small sword formation is just as powerful, it can at most encircle and suppress ordinary demon generals, but it is better than nothing.

Later, it was noon.

"Suspend accepting disciples and continue in the afternoon!" Ye Feng waved his hand, leading his disciples back to the accommodation Mo Wenshi provided.

As for the maid Yue'er, she joined the rest of the young girls, stepped on the flying sword, and returned to the county lord's villa.

"Huh, why are so many people missing?"

Shu Hongyu looked at the teenagers and girls below, "Yue'er, what about Lei Xiaohu?"

"They... many people have joined the Misty Sect." Yue'er looked embarrassed and quickly lowered her head.

"What! How much?" Shu Hongyu was shocked.

"Counting Lei Xiaohu, a total of more than 80 people have joined the Misty Sect, the princess...Don't be angry, there is nothing I can do about it!" Yue'er was afraid of being punished, and her eyes were red.

"This...doing evil!"

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Shu Hongyu covered her face with her hand.

She let people like Lei Xiaohu go over, just as a support, supporting the ethereal sect a little bit, but who knows, she lost more than 80 people.

She is very depressed!

Even, it is heartache!

"Forget it, the Misty Sect is also my former sect. Lei Xiaohu and the others have joined the Misty Sect, and they are still my people. If you don't lose money, just treat them as they are practicing in the Misty Sect!"

In the end, Shu Hongyu used Ah Q's spirit to comfort himself.

Yue'er kept her head down, shivering, afraid to speak.

...

Ye Feng didn't know that Shu Hongyu was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood.

At this moment, he was standing in the courtyard, looking at disciples such as Ning Xiangxiang and Lei Xiaohu, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Well, they are all very good. Starting today, you will be my second generation disciples of my ethereal sect."

"Being in my ethereal sect, soaring in the daytime is not a dream!"

Ye Feng started a speech.

The disciples of the new beginners listened and felt that Ye Feng's speech was really boring, and a little wanna sleep.

"Okay, let me say a few more words."

After a quarter of an hour, Ye Feng took a sip of water, and then he talked for another quarter of an hour, leaving the disciples dumbfounded.

This... is this called a sentence?

The disciples were speechless.

"Okay, next, eat!" Ye Feng took hundreds of disciples into a huge restaurant, threw hundreds of spirit stones, and packed a luxurious dining room.

"As expected to be the head!"

"Follow the head, there is meat to eat!"

The disciples ate dishes made by professional spiritual chefs, and felt that it seemed good to join the ethereal sect.

At least, you can get enough to eat without going hungry.

Li Jiaojiao had an occupational illness after eating the dishes cooked by the spirit chef. She sneaked into the back kitchen and discussed the cooking skills with the spirit chef in the restaurant, and learned a lot more.

In the afternoon, Ye Feng continued to accept disciples.

But even if the name of the Misty Sect is not weak, there are already few young practitioners who have not yet joined the sect of the Junwang City.

In addition, the collection of disciples in the Misty Sect only depends on "fate". Basically, out of one or two hundred people, only one can be accepted.

In a blink of an eye, it was three days.

On the first day, Ye Feng collected more than a hundred disciples including Ning Xiangxiang and Lei Xiaohu.

The next day, I received ten.

On the third day, I received two.

Ye Feng's mentality burst.

"It seems that no newcomers are coming." Ye Feng patted his forehead, led the disciples to close the stall, and found Mo and asked.

"Elder Mo, thank you for your publicity, we can only accept a lot of disciples in the ethereal sect." Ye Feng arched his hands.

Seeing more than a hundred people in front of him, Mo Wen was a twitch of his mouth.

After spending three days in a county town with a population of over 100 million, only over a hundred people were accepted?

This rate of apprenticeship is too low!

Mo Wen was unable to vomit, but there was still a smile on his face: "Congratulations to Yezhang's disciples for the big rise. Congratulations."

"Thanks to Elder Mo's help."

The two exchanged greetings and then had a meal together.

Before leaving, Ye Feng learned that Liu Ming was still practicing in retreat, so he took the disciples present to board the Spirit Snake Flying Boat and returned to the Misty Sect.

"Is this the Spirit Snake Flying Boat?"

On the way back to the sect, disciples from the top ten families such as Ning Xiangxiang looked at the Spirit Snake Flying Boat with envy in their eyes.

"Do you recognize this thing?" Ye Feng was surprised.

"Recognize, some time ago, Elder Gong Qingqiu was riding on this flying boat. According to legend, it can even block the full blow of the tenth mad sword on the killer list. It's amazing!"

Ning Xiangxiang explained.

"Master, what kind of material is used for refining, why is it so hard and so fast?" Lei Xiaohu was curious.

Ye Feng smiled: "Previously, the law protector killed the Anaconda King in the barren desert. The headmaster took off all the scales, plus the demon pill of the Scorpion King, and this made this flying spirit weapon."

"Angel King, Scorpion King?"

All the disciples took a breath.

Is this the pattern of Ye Zhangmen? Opening your mouth and closing your mouth is to kill the Demon King. It is really the same as the legend, as terrifying as it is!

"Head, what's the specific situation of our ethereal sect?"

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The second-generation disciples are sitting on the flying boat, and you say a word to me.

"Let's misty sect..." Ye Feng just started to introduce the sect, but suddenly a reminder sounded in his mind.

"Ding, it has been detected that the total number of sect disciples exceeds one hundred and fifty, and there are five disciples in the Juyuan realm. The fourth phase of the headmaster mission is open. Please pay attention to the relevant instructions."

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's voice came to an abrupt end.

He stared at the sky in the distance, his eyes widened, making his disciples look blank.

They said they couldn't understand the operation of the master.

After a brief period of joy, Ye Feng was dull for a while, and said inwardly: "System, are you a 2G network? It's been a long time before the notice was sent!"

However, the system did not answer.

The disciples around him looked over, wondering why Ye Feng looked like this.