Chapter 151 Immortal Lord, Stop Flirting, Be Careful of Yourself (V)

Jiang Feng coughed lightly and pretended to be calm: "I'm not sick."

Yu Huo tilted his head, his fox eyes gleaming with danger. "Are you laughing at me? Do I look funny?"

"No!" He immediately waved his hand to clarify.

"If it's not my problem, then it's still your problem. You are really sick... and you still refuse to admit it!" Yu Huo ignored him after saying that, and leaned into his arms again, drowsy.

“…”

Wei Fengxiao waved his hand to end the selection competition. The outer disciples walked down the mountain reluctantly, while the cultivators who stayed behind all had happy expressions on their faces.

They had no time to care about the outer disciples who were not selected, and were excitedly trying to make friends with their fellow brothers and sisters.

The bustle and loneliness are clearly divided on the left and right. The gradually increasing distance seems to foreshadow the gap between them in the future, and also clearly reveals the cruel side of the world of cultivation.

There are a total of 85 disciples entering the inner sect this time. The main peak affiliated with the Holy Lord Lieyang has accepted 1 true disciple and 10 inner sect disciples.

Ye Hanfeng of Saint Su Yue accepted 3 true disciples and 6 inner disciples.

The other five side peaks each accepted three true disciples and ten inner disciples, so there were a total of 85 people.

Of course, there are far more cultivators left in the martial arts field than these. After all, the masters of each peak have accepted many disciples in previous years. Although the immortal journey is long and only one in ten can survive, the number accumulated over time is still considerable.

This naturally does not include Yehan Peak. The 9 disciples can be said to be a dwindling population. Even if they are added together, it seems that there are not as many as the true disciples of other peak masters. However, this also makes the cultivators who are selected as the inner disciples of Yehan Peak almost laugh out loud.

After all, resources are limited, and the fewer people there are, the more opportunities there are.

Wei Fengxiao glanced at the unfamiliar faces entering the inner gate below and announced, "The selection competition has ended. New disciples entering the inner gate should go back and rest well. Do not practice in seclusion for the time being. In three days, the elders will lead the team to the secret realm under the sect's jurisdiction."

When the leader started speaking, everyone subconsciously kept silent to show respect. Besides, everyone had heard about this before. The secret realm adventure after the selection competition was a reward from the sect to everyone.

The danger level of any secret realm under the jurisdiction of a sect is not high, and there are countless rare treasures there. They let their disciples go to the secret realm, saying that it is for training, but in fact it is more for rewarding everyone.

After Wei Fengxiao finished speaking, his gaze slowly swept across the figures of the peak masters until he saw the drowsy figure lying on the table, and then he stopped.

"Saint Lord Su Yue."

The deliberately amplified sound caused Yu Huo's eyelids, which were about to close, to open slightly. He raised his head in confusion and looked at the other person: "Huh?"

This bewildered look caused Wei Fengxiao's beautiful brows to furrow slightly. "This time, the sect disciples will be training in the secret realm of Xuanbing Island. You will be the leader. Does Saint Su Yue have any objection?"

Yu Huo blinked and took a moment to react before saying, "No."

——Just treat it as a team-building activity at public expense.

Wei Fengxiao decided on this matter, and the leader finally let everyone go.

The crowd filed out one after another, and the powerful ones who could fly with flying tools all summoned their own spiritual tools and flew far away in a flash.

Just as Yu Huo was about to go back to sleep, Zhou Jing suddenly came forward and bumped his shoulder, saying with a smile, "Saint Lord Su Yue, I'm sorry for the hard training in the secret realm in the next three days. Please take good care of my disciple."

Chaomu Peak was originally at the bottom of the Liangyi Sect, and was in charge of the miscellaneous affairs within the peak. But because of this, although Zhou Jing, the peak master, had average cultivation, he was a smooth person and always smiled when he met anyone.

He also has a bad habit of liking to stir up trouble and watch the fun.

Fortunately, Yu Huo was not the type to make enemies. He just gave him a meaningful look and then said to him hypocritically, "Don't worry, Master Zhou. I will do my best to take good care of all the disciples on the way."

Zhou Jing smiled, then looked up in the direction of the Purple Lightning Peak's master, Mu Xingguang, and winked at Yu Huo.

Yu Huo slowly followed the other person's line of sight and saw that Mu Xingguang, who had just been looking at him with a cold nose and eyes, was actually smiling at Jiang Feng like a flower, with soft eyebrows and eyes, and was saying something.

Zhou Jing hummed softly in his ear at this time, defending Jiang Feng: "Look at you, hiding in the cave to practice every day, aren't you afraid that your Taoist partner will run away with someone else!"

"There's no point being afraid. The legs are on my body."

Zhou Jing had a question mark on his face: "Saint Lord Su Yue, can you tolerate this?"

Yu Huo shook his head and sighed: "Hey, which man hasn't gone through this? Just bear with it and it will pass."

Zhou Jing's expression froze upon hearing this, and he sarcastically said, "...You usually come and go in a hurry when you leave seclusion. If I hadn't known long ago that you practiced the Way of the Common People, I would have thought you were the one practicing the Way of the Merciless."

Yu Huo laughed along: "What common people? What Tao? I don't know Tao!"

Zhou Jing punched the cotton and continued his sarcasm: "You're so open-minded, you have a pretty cheerful personality?"

Unexpectedly, the man in front of him raised his hand and patted his shoulder, pretending to be helpless: "You are wrong. I am actually very introverted. If you want to blame someone, blame that damn love. Love makes people slick and glib."

Zhou Jing took a deep breath and changed the subject, adding fuel to the fire: "Saint Lord Su Yue, that guy has been hanging around your Taoist partner a lot during your retreat. It's ridiculous, really. Master Mu has always been so aloof and cool, but why does he change his face in front of Jiang Feng? It's like he's been possessed by someone else!"

Yu Huo stood aside and complained: "Ah, if you want to blame someone, blame that damn love. Love not only makes people slick, it also makes people artificial."

“…”

Jiang Feng over there was actually very impatient as well, but he hid his impatience very well, and almost no one except Yu Huo could see his irritability.

Mu Xingguang held the unique copy in his hand and said with a smile as if to take credit: "I heard that you have always loved playing the piano. Not long ago, I accidentally got this music score. I thought you would like it."

Mu Xingguang is tall, even a few centimeters taller than Jiang Feng who is 190cm tall. The two of them standing together look inexplicably well-matched.

However, the person in question took a step back and shook his head in refusal, "Thank you Master Mu for your kindness, but this is a rare copy that is too precious. I cannot accept it."

Mu Xingguang was a little anxious, holding up the music sheet to persuade him: "How could that be? In my hands, this thing will only be shelved. Only in your hands can it show its true value..."

The lone copy was pushed over again. Jiang Feng frowned slightly and was about to say something else when he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ears.

——I’m so bored. I want to eat children.

As soon as he finished speaking, his wrist trembled in fear, and several wrinkles suddenly appeared on the cover of the music sheet...

"Jiang Feng, what's wrong with you?" Mu Xingguang took a look at the music score between the two and couldn't help but ask with concern.

But Jiang Feng had no time to deal with him at this time. He stared blankly at the Su Yue Saint Lord who was dressed in green not far away, and his heart seemed to be filled with huge waves.

Eat children?

Is he joking or is he serious? !