Chapter 261 Loyalty among Friends
Ling Feng naturally felt that he was lucky to have received guidance from the old leader, but the old leader was too talkative. He first criticized him for all his faults before giving him a few words of advice. Half an hour had passed and Ling Feng was in tears. He wanted to leave but couldn't. He was really suffering here. He no longer envied anyone who could receive guidance from the old leader.
At that moment, he spotted a blue figure. "Oh my, the savior is here!" Ling Feng quickly retracted his attack and shouted loudly, "Qing Yi, come quickly!"
Qing Yi originally wanted to find his master, and thought, this kid Ling Feng really knows how to find opportunities. With the master's guidance, he can brag again when he returns to the Demon Sect!
"Ling Feng, so diligent!" Qing Yi stepped forward to greet him, and then bowed to the leisurely-looking Demon Lord: "Master."
"Hmm." The Demon Lord glanced at his apprentice. This kid had a good foundation in martial arts and was a good candidate for training, but he just wasn't focused enough. And for a true master, once they had reached a certain level, only through focus could they reach the next level.
Qing Yi thought he had nothing to do, so he said to the maid next to him, "Go, move another chair so I can sit down and study for a while."
"Hey, Qingyi, the old leader rarely has free time, you should also let the old man give you some advice!" Ling Feng's mind worked quickly, how could he miss this good opportunity, and he immediately sold out his good brother.
"...No, no, my injury hasn't healed fully yet." Qing Yi quickly refused and secretly glared at Ling Feng. Is this kid plotting against him?
"Okay, Lingfeng, do you remember the problems I just pointed out to you? Practice hard and don't bring shame to the Demon Cult." The Demon Lord finally let Lingfeng go. Lingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Next time, he wouldn't dare ask the old leader for guidance. Although his martial arts could improve, the psychological pressure was too great.
"Thank you, old master, for your guidance." No matter what Ling Feng thought in his heart, he had to be very polite on the surface to express his gratitude to the Demon Lord for his careful guidance.
"Qing Yi, I heard that you can't even play the flute?" The Demon Lord began to focus on teaching his own disciple. He had heard about Qing Yi's various deeds in the past few days and planned to teach his disciple well from talent to courage.
"Ah?" Qing Yi was shocked when he heard that. He was asked to learn to play the flute again?
Ling Feng was laughing uncontrollably beside him, hahahaha, it was finally this kid's turn, this excitement must be seen.
"Go get two flutes." The Demon Lord ordered, and the maid went to get them.
"No, Master, I didn't say I wanted to learn to play the flute?" Qing Yi quickly refused. Besides, the secret of the magic flute and blood harp had been solved, so there was no need to learn it.
"You don't know anything. Don't you feel ashamed?" The Demon Lord glanced at his unmotivated disciple.
"It's shameful! What's so shameful about it!" Qing Yi retorted. He really didn't understand. What's so shameful about not being able to blow this thing?
"You don't feel ashamed, but I do. Back then, I was proficient in everything from music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and no one could match me. But how come I'm like an idiot in front of you, so mediocre!" The Demon Lord began to scold Qing Yi.
Ling Feng thought to himself, the old leader really treats everyone equally, calling him useless and Qing Yi an idiot! Hahahaha, I wonder what the leader went through when he was learning from the old leader? Can the leader, with that kind of aura, listen to the old leader's scolding in silence? The more Ling Feng thought about it, the more curious he became, and he was reluctant to leave.
"..." Qing Yi finally understood why Ling Feng was so happy to see him, and couldn't help but glare at the person next to him who was gloating. Ling Feng pretended not to see it and watched the fun with relish.
"Master, how about you go back to the Demon Cult and teach my master's other disciples. My senior brothers are all very talented, especially my eldest brother Beichen. You should teach him well. He is my master's chief disciple and the future successor to the leader of the Demon Cult." Qing Yi was ready to divert the trouble to someone else. As long as the master didn't cause trouble for him, he could find anyone.
"Beichen? Well, that kid is much more stable than you. He left in a hurry last time. I will give him some guidance next time I return to the Western Regions." Ever since the Demon Lord reconciled with his disciple Mo Qitian, his sense of responsibility has skyrocketed. Since his own Xiao Qi is busy having a love affair with King Shi, he has to take on the responsibility of teaching the disciples of the Demon Sect, which can be regarded as compensation to Xiao Qi.
Ling Feng was surprised when he heard this. He thought Qing Yi was being unrefined. Beichen Protector was so kind to him, yet he was actually channeling the old leader's enthusiasm onto the Protector. So he stepped forward and said righteously, "Qing Yi, this is such a rare opportunity. Look at the young prince of the Northwest, he has both martial arts and literature. He is not only of noble birth and outstanding appearance, but also well-read and outstanding in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you don't learn something worthwhile, we disciples of the Demon Sect will seem too ordinary."
"Hey, you kid..." Qing Yi was shocked when he heard that, and looked at his friends. Ling Feng, this bastard, not only didn't help him, but also definitely took advantage of his misfortune.
"Well, Ling Feng has a point. How can my disciple be compared?" The Demon Lord suddenly thought of Ye Qingyu, who was actually the disciple of Monk Kong Kong, and he felt even more indignant. He thought of how the two of them were unwilling to submit to each other in the past. Now, one of them has mastered the ability to bring the dead back to life, and the other is about to become a Buddha in the flesh. It can be said that there is no winner. When it comes to the comparison between the younger generation, he cannot admit defeat!
But the Demon Lord was a little partial to his own disciple, but no matter which aspect, he had to admit that Ye Qingyu was stronger than Qing Yi.
Thinking of this, he became even more determined to train his apprentice well. This kid is very smart, but he is not very obedient. I don't know how Mo Qitian disciplines him.
"Master, I have something to do..." Qing Yi saw the maid bringing two flutes and preparing to slip away.
"Just try and leave if you dare!" the Demon Lord threatened.
"..." Qing Yi put his raised foot back to its original place and picked up a flute reluctantly.
"Master, Ling Feng is not an outsider. You are going to teach him anyway, so why not teach him together?" Qing Yi suggested kindly. Since he couldn't escape, he might as well drag someone to join him and be scolded together.
"No... no..." Ling Feng was about to say no when the Demon Lord said, "Good boy, you are better than Qing Yi. Although you are a little dumb, you are eager to learn. Come, get another flute and I will teach you together."
Ling Feng thought to himself, Old Master, you have misunderstood me. I am not studious, I just want to watch the fun!
In this way, Qing Yi and Ling Feng learned to play the flute under the strong suppression of the Demon Lord.
When Mo Qitian heard this news, he was puzzled: These two boys often get together for mischief, but have they ever learned anything together? Especially Qing Yi, who actually asked his master to teach him how to play the flute. Was he so eager to learn because he felt embarrassed when he asked him to play the magic flute a few days ago?
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