Chapter 3 Thank you for the gift, Master

Autumn comes, leaves fall.

Guarding this small martial arts hall, I don’t know how many years have passed.

There is a constant flow of people coming and going in front of the door. Like old men pushing carts and vendors calling out, Yi Feng has long been familiar with the customs and habits of this alien world.

"Oh, it's time to eat, let's order takeout!"

Yi Feng stood up and waved to the beef noodle stall across the street. The waiter on the opposite side pointed and shouted, "Master Yi, wait, I'll be there soon."

Yi Feng smiled and nodded, and lay down on the recliner again.

"Alas, I'm doing takeout every day, I need a wife!"

The sun was glaring, Yi Feng squinted his eyes, looking at the girls in the rouge shop on the street, and couldn't help but sigh: "Recently, Ying'er hasn't come to see me. She wants to join the sect to practice every day, but she doesn't have the talent. It would be great if she could follow me and become a boss lady. One day when I'm lucky enough to take in two disciples, people can call me master's wife."

Not long after, the boy opposite came over with beef noodles.

The portion was as big as always.

"Here, give you money."

Yi Feng threw the money over.

"Master Yi, it's just a bowl of beef noodles, why do you want money?" The servant returned the money and said with a smile: "Last time my old lady fell and hurt herself, and she had to rely on you to help her."

"Well, then I'll eat this noodle for free."

Yi Feng was not polite. The common people on the street were very familiar with him. Having lived two lives, he knew the principles of life very well. Not only did he tell anyone who had any injuries, he would also often help the beggars who often wandered around.

So he had some prestige in this area.

Although he had not really taught an apprentice yet, he was worthy of being called Master Yi.

"Little beast, get out of here."

At this moment, something happened not far away that attracted the attention of the two. A little boy in tattered clothes was thrown out by the hall of Qingshanmen.

"No, I want to practice, please, let me join Qingshanmen." Although the little boy was only fourteen or fifteen years old, he was very resolute. He didn't care about the scratches on his face, and knelt in front of the hall elder and shouted firmly.

"Don't you see what qualifications you have? You want to join my Qingshanmen? Get out." The hall elder kicked the boy in the chest and shouted at the same time: "Stinky boy, I warn you for the last time. If you dare to come again, I will throw you to the dogs."

"What is this?"

Yi Feng frowned.

"Alas, this kid is pitiful." The servant sighed: "I don't know where he came from. In the past few days, he has broken all the halls of Qingshanmen. I guess he really has no qualifications!"

Yi Feng felt a little sad for some reason.

Practice is so cruel. Without talent, you are nothing.

It's better to be yourself. Being a master is a good way of life, even if you don't have big ambitions.

The boy had blood at the corner of his mouth. He held his chest and coughed violently. He looked at the closed door with a firm gaze, filled with unwillingness.

After a long time, he took heavy steps and left dejectedly.

As if he saw the attention of Yi Feng and the servant, he looked up when passing by the door, took a look at the beef noodles in Yi Feng's hand, swallowed his saliva, and then looked away and continued to leave.

However, after just two steps, he paused, bent down and picked up something from the ground.

He looked around, stayed at the beef stall opposite for a moment, gritted his teeth, and finally turned his gaze back to look at Yi Feng.

"Shopkeeper, I found a gold coin at your door. Is it yours?" The boy came over, and there was indeed a gold coin in his turbid little hand.

Yi Feng and the servant looked at each other.

They both saw disbelief in each other's eyes.

This made Yi Feng feel ashamed. This is how the world is. Although he felt sympathy for the boy's experience, he could do nothing to help. However, the character of this little boy made him feel ashamed.

It can be seen that he was already starving, but he still maintained this spirit.

"Yes, this gold coin is mine." Yi Feng nodded. If he guessed correctly, it was the one given by the paralyzed girl.

The boy extended his little hand forward. x33xs.But

Yi Feng didn't take it, instead he smiled at him and said, "It's yours now."

The boy was surprised, bowed to Yi Feng gratefully, and ran quickly to the beef stall opposite.

"Guests are coming." Yi Feng smiled at the servant next to him.

"Master Yi has done a great deed."

The servant gave Yi Feng a thumbs up and ran to the opposite side.

"Remember, order more, if the money is not enough, it will be charged to me..."

The little boy wolfed down the bowl, but found that he was not satisfied. He licked his tongue and wanted to continue, but seeing that there was only one gold coin, he had to hold back.

The prices here are not low, and one gold coin is only enough for a bowl of beef noodles.

Just as he was about to get up, the waiter brought him another full bowl.

"Shopkeeper, what is this?" the boy asked in surprise.

The waiter smiled and glanced in Yi Feng's direction. The little boy followed his gaze, his eyes sparkling.

After a moment of silence, he continued to eat voraciously.

Looking at this scene, Yi Feng smiled, covered his face with a palm-leaf fan to block the glaring sunlight, and leaned back on the recliner.

"My benefactor, I bow to you and ask you to accept me as your apprentice."

Suddenly, the voice of a little boy came from the side. Yi Feng turned his head and saw the boy kneeling on the ground with gratitude, looking at him firmly.

"You want me to accept you as my apprentice?" Yi Feng asked in surprise.

"Yes, I have figured it out. I have no qualifications and cannot enter Qingshan Sect. My benefactor has not only been kind to me, but also opened a martial arts school. I

hope my benefactor will help me." As he spoke, Zhong Qing knocked his head heavily on the ground again. "As long as Master helps me, Zhong Qing is willing to serve Master like a dog and a horse."

Yi Feng smacked his lips slightly.

He did not expect that the first person who wanted to become his disciple would be in such a situation.

That's it!

Putting aside the character of this child, his energy alone made it difficult for him to refuse.

"Okay, I promise you." Yi Feng nodded.

"Thank you, Master, for your help." Zhong Qing knelt down and thanked him immediately. Without saying anything, he took Yi Feng's bowl of noodles back to the opposite stall.

"This child is really sensible."

Yi Feng smiled like an aunt. Since he was his first apprentice, he couldn't neglect him. After Zhong Qing came back, Yi Feng took him into the inner room.

"You use a knife, right?" Yi Feng looked at him and asked.

"Yes!"

Zhong Qing lowered his head. The rusty big knife on his waist had betrayed him a long time ago.

"Master has nothing to give you. I'll give you this knife!" Yi Feng took out a long knife and stretched it towards Zhong Qing.

As the big knife came out, light flowed, carrying a compelling breath.

This knife is the most satisfactory one among all the weapons that Yi Feng has made. He doesn't need it anyway, so it's appropriate to give it to his apprentice.

"Thank you for the gift, Master."

Zhong Qing couldn't let it go and thanked him quickly.

You provided the great god Feng Lingbei. You are already level 1000. The highest level outside is 30.