Of course, meeting a master like Ming Feng is also an unexpected surprise. After all, no one would dislike having many backers, right?

Perhaps it was because Jiang Chan had the single-gold spiritual root pearl in front of him that Mingwei and others would inevitably look down upon the remaining children. In the end, the two golden elixir-stage monks accepted Yi Ran and the other dual-spiritual root as registered

disciple.

The remaining dozen or so Three Spiritual Root disciples have all been admitted to the outer sect. Only when they have reached the foundation level in their training in the outer sect, will they be eligible to participate in the sect's competition. The winner of the competition will have priority to become a disciple.

After the distribution of disciples was over, the monks in the main hall dispersed. As soon as they walked out of the main hall, the monks summoned their flying swords and disappeared in front of Jiang Chan with a whoosh.

Jiang Chan looked at Ming Feng, where is this flying sword? Ming Feng took out the wine gourd unhurriedly, and the next moment a cold light flew out from the wine gourd and floated in front of the two of them.

Jiang Chan blurted out: "Jiu Sword Immortal?"

Mingfeng laughed heartily: "My dear disciple, you are really discerning. Your master is indeed known as the Drinking Sword Immortal in the Sword Sect."

Jiang Chan got angry and jumped behind Ming Feng: "Master, I just hope that you drink less alcohol when teaching your disciples, so as not to teach the wrong content due to old eyesight."

"How can you talk, little girl? I am your master!"

"Yes, yes, you are my master, and I didn't say you weren't, right? Master, you are really powerful. Not everyone can digest this wine soaked in sword energy."

"That's right, you don't even know who your master is!"

The funny voices of the master and the apprentice gradually faded away in the wind, and soon became silent. Mingwei shook his head, "Senior brother Mingfeng will not always yell and be bored in the future."

"That girl looks very steady on the outside, but she's really bad on the inside and her ideas are very upright."

Mingyu walked up to Mingwei. They were all deceived by Jiang Chan's superficial skills at first. They didn't expect that she and Mingfeng got along like this. Could this be the tacit understanding they had gained after spending half a month together?

"No, I have to go out to practice, so as not to see Senior Brother Mingfeng's pride in the sect. What if I get lucky and meet a good young talent when I go out?"

Mingyu said, and returned to his peak in a hurry.

Mingwei shook his head, this group of people will definitely become more and more lively in the future.

Mingfeng was riding the flying sword, and he drank wine from time to time. The flying sword flew crookedly. Jiang Chan stood behind Mingfeng with her arms folded. She was not afraid at all, but Mingfeng couldn't bear to let him in after he walked in.

His young apprentice was tortured to death by him.

Sure enough, seeing that Jiang Chan was not afraid, Mingfeng said, "Little girl, it's not fun."

Jiang Chan smiled slightly, I can't cure you anymore?

The flying sword drew long traces in the sky, and Mingfeng did not amuse himself with Jiang Chan. In a blink of an eye, he reached his peak Wuji Peak. Taking a breath above Wuji Peak, Jiang Chan glanced at Mingfeng subtly:

"Master, how much do you love drinking? The top of Wuji Peak smells of alcohol."

Mingfeng was proud of himself: "Master, I not only love drinking, I also love making my own wine. It's no fun just knowing how to drink. Making your own wine is the best. When you are free in the future, you can also have a drink with me."

Jiang Chan stretched out her little finger: "Disciple, you can drink just a little bit."

The aroma of this wine was very strong, with floral and fruity aromas. It smelled sweet, and after two more breaths, Jiang Chan felt a little dizzy.

Mingfeng put a palm on Jiang Chan's back to help her get rid of the smell of alcohol: "This wine is too strong and not suitable for a child of your cultivation level. If you really want to drink it, Master, I have something light.

Fruit wine is not intoxicating, just like drinking water."

"Then thank you, Master. I'm a little bit greedy after talking about it." Jiang Chan smiled and didn't want to see Mingfeng. Her master is her only disciple, and she still sees him. Doesn't that mean she treats him as an outsider?

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After putting Jiang Chan down on the Wuji Peak, Mingfeng picked up the wine gourd and said, "This whole Wuji Peak is just us, the master and the apprentice. You choose the place yourself, and the master will open a cave for you on the spot."

Just now on the Flying Sword, Mingfeng had already taken Jiang Chan to fly around Wuji Peak, and Jiang Chan also had an idea about the location of the cave. She pointed to an area close to Mingfeng: "Master, it's pretty good there.

Okay, but I miss my cold pool."

Mingfeng's snow-white eyebrows raised: "Okay, that cold pool is really good for exercising. I'll take the time to move it back for you."

Jiang Chan bent down towards Ming Feng and said, "Thank you, Master. It's better to have a Master. I can move mountains and fill seas and come with a wave of my hand."

Happy to be flattered by Jiang Chan, Mingfeng quickly opened a cave for Jiang Chan next to his cave. As for the decoration inside, Jiang Chan did it himself. It was made by the little girl. He didn't know what to do.

How to raise.

Looking at Jiang Chan's clothes with disdain, Mingfeng touched the ring and suddenly threw a robe over: "I'm giving this to you, so you don't have to go out and embarrass me."

Jiang Chan took a closer look and saw a fiery red neon dress, bright red and as hot as fire. At this moment, the neon dress was circling Jiang Chan, as if he was evaluating whether Jiang Chan was qualified to wear it.

After circling Jiang Chan twice, Jiang Chan opened her arms, and the red neon dress was put on her body. The originally adult-style robe now fit perfectly on Jiang Chan's body.

"Thank you, Master, I like it very much. Master, do you still have the female cultivator's clothes? Whose clothes are they?"

After putting on the clothes, Jiang Chan and Ming Feng teased Menzi.

Mingfeng glanced at her: "Why are you gossiping like this, little girl? I got this in a secret realm. I originally thought it was in my hands, but I didn't expect that I actually accepted a female doll, which is an advantage for you.

Mingyu offered me 30,000 spiritual stones and I was not willing to give it to her."

"Thirty thousand spiritual stones?" Jiang Chan muttered. Thirty thousand low-grade spiritual stones are indeed not expensive.

Mingfeng took a sip of wine and said, "Thirty thousand spiritual stones."

Jiang Chan immediately grabbed the hem of her clothes: "Master, if you give it to me, it's mine. I don't have any spiritual stones, so I'm completely destitute. The most I can do is practice hard in the future and respect your good things."

"You little girl who is obsessed with money, did I tell you that I want money? These clothes can withstand three blows from monks in the transformation stage. Even if you go out to practice in the future, I can rest assured."

"Thank you, Master!" It seemed that Jiang Chan didn't know what to say other than thank you.

"Let's go to bed early today. I'm going to have a drink with my teacher. Tomorrow you go to the Kendo Hall to get the jade certificate of identity. Take this with you." Mingfeng wandered to his cave and threw out a waist badge.

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Chapter completed!