"Master, there are too few disciples in Guwu Pavilion."

"We need to hire more people."

Ding Qing looked at Qin Fei and said calmly.

Too few disciples?

Recruiting?

Now, there are 80,000 disciples in Guwu Pavilion. Is this still a few?

Everyone looked at Ding Qing in surprise.

But at this time, Qin Fei's face showed a smile, "Tell me more specifically."

"Yes, Master."

Ding Qing responded, "Now, our Guwu Pavilion has 80,000 disciples. Compared with any other force, the number of people in Guwu Pavilion is very large."

"But Guwu Pavilion has a heavy responsibility, and it also shoulders the responsibility of guarding the entire Great Xia."

"Everyone in Daxia needs us to suppress and protect them. In addition, there are ten ancient martial arts families in Daxia who are eyeing them. In this case, 80,000 ancient martial arts pavilion disciples will be too few."

His tone was extremely solemn.

"Just like this time, something happened in Dongyi. We immediately rushed to Dongyi to suppress the enemy. In the blink of an eye, something happened again in Dahuang. We rushed to Dianshan without stopping to fight against Dahuang."

"Next, if something happens to Xirong and Beixiong, we will go out again."

"And within Daxia, the top ten ancient martial arts families have not moved yet."

"We are fighting in all directions, how can the top ten ancient martial arts families just watch us and suppress our opponents one by one?"

"At this time, the top ten ancient martial arts families may be planning some conspiracy."

"We need more disciples. Only in this way can we guard the four directions!"

His expression was extremely solemn.

Everyone was silent when they heard this.

This time, they fought one after another and rushed from the Dongyi battlefield to the Dianshan battlefield. Just the time spent on the road was very long.

If they have enough disciples, this won't be a problem at all.

"Yes, I also agree that our Guwu Pavilion really needs to recruit more disciples."

At this moment, Guan Peng nodded eagerly and said, "Master, hurry up and recruit people!"

Qin Fei couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Just now I asked Guan Peng to say that the other party couldn't ask any questions. Now, when others raised questions, he echoed them, as if these questions were all raised by him.

He looked at Guan Peng, "Then tell me, how many disciples should we recruit?"

Forehead?

Guan Peng was asked directly and was dumbfounded.

He looked at the crowd and saw that everyone was looking at him, which made him swallow his saliva.

"How about recruiting another 40,000 people?"

He thought for a while and said carefully.

When Guwu Pavilion was first established, Qin Fei recruited 40,000 disciples. Then, he recruited 40,000 disciples for the second time. According to the rules of the first two times, he naturally recruited 40,000 disciples this third time.

"Master, am I right?"

Then, he looked at Qin Fei, his face full of pride.

Qin Fei glanced at him, with no expression on his face, and hummed two words from his nostrils, "Missing."

"Master is still wise."

After Guan Peng heard this, the expression on his face suddenly relaxed, and he flattered Qin Fei, "Forty thousand disciples are indeed missing."

"Now, Guwu Pavilion has 80,000 disciples, so let's recruit another 80,000 disciples."

"When the time comes, let's go together. Each disciple of the Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion will lead a new person. Finally, we will see who leads the person to become a warrior first. Let's have a good competition. Tsk tsk, this idea is great."

"I'm simply a genius."

"Master, how do you feel?"

Guan Peng's face was full of excitement and he couldn't wait to ask Qin Fei for credit.

"I don't feel very good."

Qin Fei had a dark face, gritted his teeth and screamed angrily.

"How could it be?"

"I feel great!"

Guan Peng frowned and didn't understand.

"Eighty thousand people are less."

Qin Fei snorted and waved his hand impatiently at him, "Also, do you think all the 80,000 disciples of Guwu Pavilion are as leisurely as you?"

"Don't we all need to practice anymore?"

"Are you still taking one by one? Are you still competing?"

"What's the point? So what if we win?"

"Do you know how much time this will delay everyone's cultivation?"

He directly faced Guan Peng and scolded him.

Now, in order to improve their strength, everyone in Guwu Pavilion is unwilling to waste a little rest time after the battle. But now, Guan Peng asks them to bring new people, and they want to compete to see who can lead the person who can become a warrior first?

What is this for?

If the situation in Daxia was not so severe, this could be done.

But now, Daxia is facing pressure from the barbarian countries from all directions, and with the top ten ancient martial arts families hiding in secret, they are really racing against time and cannot tolerate any waste.

Guan Peng was stunned on the spot.

"But,……"

He still wanted to explain.

But Qin Fei interrupted him directly, "There is no but!"

"Guan Peng, you are senior brother. Originally, you were supposed to take on the important responsibility of the Ancient Martial Arts Pavilion, but now, you have disappointed me."

"However, I have twelve apprentices. Even if you are lazy, it won't be a big deal if you lose one apprentice. But on important matters, I hope you won't interrupt me."

"I'm leaving you here to discuss the situation in Daxia, the current situation of Guwu Pavilion, and the problems we're facing, but you can't give me any advice."

"Now, you can go and rest."

His tone was extremely stern.

His face was gloomy and there was no expression on his face.

And what he said was even more unquestionable.

He was really becoming more and more disappointed with Guan Peng.

In the past, Guan Peng was also very playful and careless.

However, he is still very interested in martial arts.

When Qin Fei recruited Shi Hun, Ding Qing and others as his disciples, Guan Peng, as a senior brother, also felt tremendous pressure and practiced hard so that he did not fall behind.

But since Liu Cangqiong was assassinated and Qin Fei asked him to escort Liu Cangqiong's body back, he seemed to have completely let himself go. He even hid for two months and did not return to the Tiandaomen ruins.

However, these two months were the period when the strength of the disciples of Guwu Pavilion was rapidly improving.

Everyone was immersed in cultivation, and with the help of the rich heaven and earth energy from the Tian Dao Sect ruins, their strength simply improved by leaps and bounds.

In just two months, the disciples of the first echelon have realized their potential and advanced to the master level.

And Guan Peng is still at level five.

With this strength, he is not even considered the second or third echelon, but the fourth or even the rear.

But what’s the result?

Guan Peng seemed to have completely given up on himself, and there was no sense of urgency from him at all.

Especially after hearing what the other party said, Qin Fei was even more disappointed.

As soon as his words came out, the place fell silent.

No one dared to say anything.

No one dared to intercede for Guan Peng.

Guan Peng also stood stunned on the spot. He looked at the crowd, feeling extremely bitter in his heart.
To be continued...