Anyway, the pressure has been put on Master, so you don’t have to worry about it.
"Boy, please call me Second Master first and listen!"
Zhou Bochong sat down next to Ye Fengyun, put his arm around his shoulders, and said with a smile.
"Senior Zhou, haven't we accepted you as our teacher yet? Why did you let me call you first?" Ye Fengyun said with a bitter smile.
"Although you haven't bowed yet, it's a done deal! Just give me a few shouts first, and I'll enjoy it."
"..."
Ye Fengyun was really speechless, thinking that this old man is really a weirdo!
He hasn't become his master yet, but he insists on calling him master!
It’s okay to call him Master, but he insists on taking Hong Qishan’s position so that he can be called Second Master!
"Senior Zhou, I just don't understand why you insist on accepting me as your disciple?" Ye Fengyun said with a bitter smile.
"I have been following you for a while, and I found that besides playing with women, you are also a good person and have good martial arts qualifications, which suits my old man's liking, so I, out of kindness, accepted you as my disciple!"
"What? Senior Zhou, have you ever followed me?"
Ye Fengyun opened his mouth in surprise and said in horror.
"That's right! I followed you for about four or five days. That night you and the little princess of Siam were quite exciting..."
"..."
Damn it!
Ye Fengyun, this is called a social death!
The relationship between myself and Princess Dongzhu of Siam was broadcast live to this old naughty guy!
Oh shit!
I didn't notice his existence at all!
"Boy, you call the second master quickly, and the second master will give you something good!" Zhou Bochong said impatiently.
Ye Fengyun felt helpless and said: "Senior Zhou, I really can't call you master. After all, I haven't accepted you as my master yet! This is a taboo in the world!
Since you admire the younger generation very much, you can't let the younger generation do that kind of thing that deceives the master and destroys the ancestor, right?
For example, one day, if this junior really worships you as his teacher, you don’t want me to worship other people as my teacher without your permission, right?”
Zhou Bochong frowned and thought about it, feeling that what Ye Fengyun said made sense.
"Boy, what you said makes sense! Let's just keep the names of these two masters for now. You will call me sooner or later. Come on, I will give you the gift first as your master."
Zhou Bochong seemed to really want to take Ye Fengyun as his disciple, and he even started to call himself his master, which made Ye Fengyun feel a little helpless.
Zhou Bochong turned around and walked towards the depths of the cave. After groping for a long time in one place, he took out a long package and handed it to Ye Fengyun. He said with a smile: "Boy, this is a gift for you from my master."
Gift."
"Senior Zhou, there is a saying that there is no reward for no merit, how can I accept your gift at will? I don't want this gift!" Ye Fengyun said hurriedly.
"Boy, you have to have it whether you want it or not! Take it!"
Zhou Bochong looked domineering and stuffed the "gift" into Ye Fengyun's hand.
Ye Fengyun had no choice but to accept the gift.
The gift was very heavy, like a long metal object.
"Open it and take a look."
Zhou Bochong said with expectation.
Ye Fengyun tore off the package. As soon as the package was pulled back, a long sword as black as ink came into view...
Even though the sword was not unsheathed, Ye Fengyun suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones!
This is definitely a stunning sword!!
"This...this is...?"
Ye Fengyun looked at Zhou Bochong with a puzzled look on his face.
Zhou Bochong said proudly: "Boy, do you know what kind of sword this is?"
"What sword?"
"This sword is called the Demon-Slaying Sword! It is the treasure of Shushan Sect!" Zhou Bochong said with a smile.
"What the hell? The treasure of the Shushan sect? That is also the treasure of the Shushan sect where deputy leader Xuanyuan is! How...how did it get into your hands?" Ye Fengyun said in astonishment.
"Hey, I think Xuanyuan Che, an old dog, doesn't deserve this sword, so I brought it here!
The ancients said that the most precious treasures in the world are those who are virtuous, and I am a virtuous person. Shouldn't this demon-slaying sword belong to me?"
Zhou Bochong said proudly.
"You stole the feelings..."
"Shut up! How can people in the world say stealing? I just said that the most precious treasure in the world is for the virtuous. This demon-slaying sword was also obtained by the Shushan sect from others hundreds of years ago. Why should I?"
Can't you bring it?" Zhou Bochong said matter-of-factly.
"..."
Ye Fengyun was speechless, unable to laugh or cry.
This Demon-Slaying Sword is the most precious treasure of the Shushan Sect, and it was actually "brought" by Zhou Bochong!
If Xuanyuan Che found out about this, he would be furious to death!
However, what Ye Fengyun didn't know was that in fact, this sword no longer belonged to the Shushan Sect, but should belong to the old man Tianji.
After all, Xuanyuan Che made a bet with Old Man Tianji and lost to Old Man Tianji for this sword.
Now it was stolen by Zhou Bochong, which was considered an own mistake.
"Senior, this sword is the most precious treasure of the Shushan Sect. I can't have it..." Ye Fengyun waved his hand quickly.
Of course Ye Fengyun can’t have it!
This sword is the treasure of the Shushan Sect. It is equivalent to a time bomb. If I accept it and the Shushan Sect comes to find me, how much trouble will I have?
"What? You don't accept my kindness? This thing is a treasure! Don't be too pity!" Zhou Bochong said.
"Senior, it's not that this junior doesn't want it, but this treasure is really too precious. Besides, it is a product of the Shushan Sect, and my junior's strength is low. If anyone knows that I have taken this Shushan Sect's most precious treasure, then this junior..."
Ye Fengyun smiled bitterly.
"Crack!"
Zhou Bo slapped his head fiercely, then smiled and said: "Yes, yes! You are right. I didn't expect this. I only thought about giving this treasure to you, but I didn't expect that...
You're not strong enough yet.
If I give this thing to you, it will only harm you, so forget it, I will give it to you after I find other treasures..."
"..."
Ye Fengyun was helpless.
He could feel that Zhou Bochong really liked him very much.
Borrowing flowers from him to offer to the Buddha and giving the Shushan Sect's most precious treasure to himself was considered sincere.
"Senior, um, I'm going back."
Ye Fengyun opened his mouth and said.
"Go back? Where?" Zhou Bochong was startled and asked.
"Go back to the Jianghu Alliance." Ye Fengyun said.
"You kid are crazy! That Xuanyuan Che from Jianghu Alliance imprisoned you and wanted to put you to death. Why are you going back? If I hadn't saved you, you might have been kicked!"