Keep feeding, and half an hour passed quickly.
Seeing that all the fruits in the fifth batch of baskets were eaten up by the wind bird, the disciples felt very emotional. It really lived up to its size, as it could eat fifty baskets of fruits.
The wind bird observed their expressions and guessed what they were thinking, moving its body with a sullen face.
Turn your butt towards everyone.
The feathers on the tail are protruding and plump, making it look silly and cute.
Su Yuening felt itchy and touched it.
It felt just as she had imagined, dense and thick, as if she were sinking into a sea of cotton.
Soft and gentle.
Fengniao was about to lose his temper, but when he turned around and saw Su Yuening, his unhappy feeling instantly disappeared.
It moved its butt back to make it easier for Su Yuening to touch its fur at close range.
Some disciples were frightened when they saw this bold move.
They were afraid that the large monster would get angry and attack them fiercely.
That sharp beak that looks like it can poke a hole in a person is painful just to look at.
If it really fell on them, the blood would probably flow out.
After all, the wind bird is famous for its speed, and even the elders may not be able to stop it in time.
The timid male disciple swallowed his saliva and expressed his concerns, "Junior sister, the mutated monsters have strange tempers and are not as good as the native species."
"It's unpredictable."
"Being attacked is no joke."
"The wind bird is very fast, and the elders probably can't catch up."
Ning Su heard this: "..."
It’s okay to talk about Fengniao, that guy can be quite unreasonable when he’s angry, so why mention him again?
With his strength, wouldn't speed be easy for him?
This disciple actually doubted that his speed was not as fast as that of a monster beast.
Ning Su secretly looked at the male disciple.
There was a hint of darkness in his eyes.
The male disciple felt like he was being stared at by a giant from the abyss, and a chill ran down his back.
Only after I had distanced myself from the wind bird by more than ten meters did I dispel the vague feeling of being monitored.
Su Yuening touched the soft feathers and sighed with satisfaction, "Brother, thank you for the reminder."
"However, the wind bird's mutation lies in its strength, and its temperament is still very good. If it was prone to temper, it would have lost its temper when we were feeding it."
When the disciples heard this, they felt that it made a lot of sense.
Other people are fine after touching the wind bird, so it’s really unnecessary for them to worry about it for so long.
A disciple in the crowd glanced at the darkening sky, fearing delays in the upcoming mission, and said:
"Let's complete the task. We've already fed them all the fruit. We can't just stand here and enjoy the scenery, right?"
His words were met with widespread approval.
"become."
"Let's go back and rest."
"I won't be taking any more missions after I get back. I'll go back early, have a good meal, and prepare for tomorrow's freshman competition."
"Hey, did you feed the wind birds and make yourself hungry?"
"...Don't say it, save some face for me."
"I didn't answer it either. I promised a senior sister to drink and chat with her."
"Drink? Chat? Good boy, you are so lucky."
"No, no, it's really just a senior sister, don't smile so obscenely, fuck."
The disciples took off their gloves and ran to Ning Su one after another.
"Elder Ning, our mission is accomplished."
Ning Su drank tea and readily distributed the rewards to the disciples.
"Well done, good luck in the freshman competition tomorrow."
The disciples responded excitedly, "Yes, thank you for your concern, Elder."
"Well, as it should be, they are all disciples of the sect."
"The sect will still have to rely on you for support in the future."
Ning Su said with a smile.
The disciples' favorable impression of Ning Su kept growing.
It is said that Elder Ning is obsessed with riddles and has a sharp tongue. He never has a good face towards disciples who take on riddle-solving tasks.
Look now, they were all rumors.
Elder Ning in front of them not only did not say anything strange, but encouraged them with a smile.
He seems approachable and has no airs at all.
Much better than other smiling tiger elders.
"Elder Ning, we will return first. I hope that one day a disciple will appear who can answer the riddle to your satisfaction."
The female disciple waved her hand, a hint of joy on her face.
Obviously, Ning Su's words warmed her heart.
"Go ahead."
Ning Su watched the nine disciples leave, put down his tea cup, and quietly "floated" to Su Yuening's side.
"Disciple, how is your performance as Master?"
"What's the performance?"
Su Yuening was still stroking the beautiful feathers of the wind bird without even raising her head.
Fengniao also ignored Ning Su's approach and bent his head to rub Su Yuening's chest.
A pleasant gurgling sound came from his throat.
As if afraid that Ning Su would snatch the person away, he stood up and blocked half of Ning Su's vision with his body.
Ning Su: “…”
If he didn't know that the wind bird was female, he would have thought it was a rogue bird.
So presumptuous...
It's only because Tu Tu has a good temper. If it were someone else, the wind bird's feathers would have been plucked out.
He pursed his lips, showing no interest, and said to Su Yuening, "What can I show you?"
"Of course, it's the performance of a teacher in front of those disciples."
"Good."
Su Yuening said two words.
It cannot be said to be perfunctory, it is extremely perfunctory.
Ning Su shed tears of humility after hearing this.
I thought his disciples would praise him for his good temper.
I feel so unhappy that I didn’t get any praise.
After thinking about it, I didn't feel conflicted.
Instead, he instructed:
"When the freshman competition is over and it's time to choose a master, remember to announce your identity as a direct disciple and stop those old men from thinking of you."
"Although I scolded those old guys a few times in the meeting hall, I can't guarantee that they will completely give up their ideas."
"Those ordinary disciples don't know that you, my disciple, already have a master. If the old guys play tricks and use the disciples to build momentum and create the illusion that you, my disciple, don't have a master, they will probably force me to forcibly find a master!"
"I've been dealing with them for hundreds of years and I know the morals of these old guys. They're full of bad people."
Su Yuening couldn't help laughing, and asked in a crisp voice, "Is there anyone else who is eager to be accepted as a disciple?"
Ning Su gritted his teeth and said indignantly, "That's not right."
"That bastard, the sect leader, kidnapped another elder's direct disciple."
"He didn't even care about his dignity and abruptly severed his relationship with that elder."
Su Yuening's expression was slightly serious. "In that case, the Sect Master is being a bit tyrannical."
"That's very disrespectful to that elder."
"No one would feel comfortable if their own disciple became someone else's."
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