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Chapter 349 Men and women are not tired of working together

After listening to Wang Yi's words, Lang Fei suddenly thought of the book "Lei Yuan Heavenly King" in the Hua Lei Cave, and carefully looked at the exposed skin on his body. He saw that there was a faint blue light between the skin and flesh, and couldn't help but nodded.

, secretly thinking that Wu Yinzi had high hopes for him and deliberately tortured his body in this way.

"Uncle Wu Yinzi is really a role model for teachers, and he is not comparable to lazy guys like Wu Zhenzi." Lang Fei shook his head and laughed at himself. In the blink of an eye, he saw Wang Yi still looking aggrieved, and thought of Wu Zhenzi again.

Yinzi couldn't help but find it funny what he did to the female disciples on Fuyao Island. It's no wonder that Wang Yiyan, his master, was used to torturing people. In fact, this veteran's behavior was somewhat evil.

After a moment of emotion, Lang Fei suddenly remembered that the man opposite him was a guy who couldn't afford to get up early for no profit. He must have something in mind to ask for, and then he looked at him playfully and said: "As the saying goes: 'No matter what, you don't go to the Three Treasures Palace.'

Brother Wang Yi, have you encountered any difficulties and need my help?"

"Hehe, I knew I couldn't hide it from you." This guy scratched his head, turned around and waved to the outside of the hospital, saying: "Stop hiding it, come on, come on, come out and see you Yun Fang..." Suddenly it occurred to him that he had something to ask for.

As a human being, he can bend and stretch. He grinned and said, "Uh...Uncle, you are Uncle Yunfang."

After Wang finished speaking, Lang Fei was startled. He didn't want him to do things unexpectedly. He had only been Wu Yinzi's apprentice for half a year. The mattress hadn't even warmed him yet, so the disciple took his apprenticeship away.

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly saw a person slowly coming out of the corner of the courtyard door. He looked like a pink lady, his lips were painted with vermilion, his chest was colorful and embroidered with purple fringes and gold silk coat, he had a double bun on his head, and there was a hanging on his pink neck.

Wearing a shining dragon necklace made of sterling silver. If you look closely, you will see that it is a handsome boy about thirteen or fourteen years old.

Lang Fei was stunned for a moment. When he looked at the pink and jade carved boy in front of him, Wang Yi grinned and hurriedly waved: "Why are you still standing there? Come and see your uncle Yun Fang."

Tong grabbed the wall and timidly came to Lang Fei, knelt down and kowtowed, and said: "Disciple Qiong Xin, kowtow to my uncle."

"This...he..." It took a long time for Lang Fei to come back to his senses, pointing at the boy in brocade and saying: "He is your apprentice?"

"Hehe, that's right." He smiled with a straight face and pulled up the boy in brocade. "How is it? Junior Brother Yunfang, my apprentice is not bad."

This guy has only been out of confinement for a few days, and he has made an apprentice? Lang Fei gave him a cold look. The master who was a big and powerful man smiled, and the two holes in his mouth and the nose hairs in his eyes trembled. He was extremely wretched. This apprentice

It is like a finely crafted crystal workpiece, truly extraordinary in appearance and splendid style.

Looking at the two people in front of him, one was like a green iron tower, the other was like lush green grass, Lang Fei unconsciously reached out and pinched Qiong Xin's delicate face, feeling that the tentacles were slippery, as if they were made of snow.

"Isn't this honest-faced guy a bit evil?" Lang Fei secretly cursed with malice, his playful eyes wandering over the two faces one by one, until Wang Yi looked a little confused, and then he took the lead from Xumi

After touching for a long time, he pulled out a low-quality magic sword. "Guy, since you call me uncle, my uncle can't treat you badly. This low-quality magic sword can be used as a greeting gift."

Qiong Xin went to pick it up with joy on her face, but she didn't want to be stopped by Wang Yi. "Brother Yun Fang, wait a minute, Qiong Xin is only at the realm of moving Qi. It's a waste for you to give him a magical weapon. It's better to wait two years later and wait for him to cultivate."

It’s never too late to give it a try when it’s successful.”

"Eh... what's wrong with this guy today? I think this guy is the most mean-spirited guy in the world, how can he know how to be humble? I'm afraid he's just a drunkard and doesn't care about drinking."

Lang Fei stared at him closely for a few times, and when his cheeky look turned slightly red, he smiled slightly and said: "Brother Wang Yi, I can guess 10% of what kind of medicine you are selling in your gourd."

**. Judging from your performance today, I think you should ask me for help. We don’t keep secrets, so you should quickly explain what is going on. If not, don’t blame me for issuing an eviction order."

Wang Yi then chuckled, took two steps forward, got close to Lang Fei's ear, and said, "Brother Yun Fang, do you have any plans to accept a disciple?"

"Huh? Could you recommend me a disciple?" Lang Fei turned to look at him. At this time, the distance between the two faces was only three inches. The two stared at each other for a long time. Lang Fei just smiled coldly and said: "Brother Wang Yi, if

You are here as a guest, to recommend someone, so I advise you to calm down. I think I don’t have enough time to practice on weekdays, so how can I distract myself from recruiting disciples.”

"That's very good, that's very good." After listening to what Lang Fei said, the guy suddenly smiled happily, clasped Lang Fei's arms hard and said: "Since you have no intention of accepting a disciple, Brother Yun Fang, I have something to ask of you.

"

Unexpectedly, this guy didn't come here to persuade him to accept a disciple. Lang Fei frowned and said, "What's the matter, you?"

Wang Yi rubbed his hands and said: "Brother Yunfang, please accompany me to the lower courtyard and choose a disciple to accept. Of course, he will be listed under your sect, but the usual teaching responsibility will be taken over by me.

How is it on your body?"

Lang Fei was immediately stunned. The disciple he had accepted was taught by him. Isn't this Li Daitao's plan? He asked suspiciously: "Why is this?"

"You know, the rules of Ji Lei Mountain are that young disciples can only accept one disciple at most. But brother, I have always wanted to accept two disciples. Now that I accept him, I really can't bear to accept the remaining one for another twenty years.

, Therefore, I have no choice but to shamelessly come to ask Brother Yunfang."

After listening to Wang Yi's words, Lang Fei remembered that there was indeed such a provision in the sect rules. Because he was afraid that young disciples with outstanding qualifications would be distracted and delay their own cultivation after accepting disciples, the Ji Lei Mountain sect rules clearly stipulated that those in their fifties should

The following disciples can only accept one apprentice.

Is this guy going to play like that? He wouldn't believe that Wang Yi would do such a thankless job. If he wanted to accept a disciple, he could wait until he was promoted to refine. By then, who would care about him?

Several apprentices. This guy has always been shrewd, how could he not figure out this matter? Why on earth is he so eager for success?

Lang Fei thought about it, but he couldn't figure out what this guy was thinking. He recalled that during his time in Ji Lei Mountain, because he had ulterior motives in mind, he intentionally or unintentionally alienated his fellow disciples, so that now he was the only one who could barely be considered a friend.

Thinking that although this guy's actions are unreliable, he is not a treacherous and evil person. Furthermore, as his core disciple, even if he has ulterior motives, he will not hinder the future of the disciples in the Lower House.

Thinking of this, Lang Fei pondered for a moment, nodded slightly, and said: "Okay!"

"Hahaha!" The guy burst into laughter and gave Lang Fei a bear hug. Then, without waiting for Lang Fei's reaction, he took Qiong Xin with one hand and looked at the magic sword in Lang Fei's hand with one hand, and left first.

Lang Fei shook his head helplessly, put away the magic sword, and followed the two of them. After leaving the Ziqing Villa, Wang Yi found a quiet and elegant place and asked Qiong Xin to wait alone, while he and Lang Fei turned around.

Teleport array, go to the lower courtyard.

The two came to the lower courtyard, exited the teleportation array, and saw a purple cauldron with various azure mist. In front of it was a jade-paved pavement, which led directly to the green and shining glazed hall at the end. On both sides, there was a crescent-shaped white marble square.

There is a lake in the center, with countless waterside pavilions and pavilions built next to the lake. There are also stone benches and countless jade sculptures and stone carvings embellished among them.

"Brother Yunfang, judging from your appearance, you haven't been to this lower courtyard before?"

Lang Fei nodded. Wang Yi smiled slightly, pointed to the main hall in front and said: "That hall is called Hongfei Hall. It is where the monks in the foundation period teach the disciples of the Qiong generation in the lower courtyard. There are countless halls on the left and right of the corridors on both sides for everyone.

The disciples’ daily resting place.”

Lang Fei nodded again. Seeing this, Wang Yi stepped forward to lead the way, turned around the purple tripod, and did not go to the main hall. Instead, he walked towards the white marble square on the lower ground on the left.

It was lunch break at this time, and there were groups of three and five in the squares on both sides. Some disciples of the Qiong family gathered together, either talking about scriptures or Taoism, or meditating and practicing Qigong.

As the two of them walked along, the disciples saw the cyan lightning patterns embroidered on their collars and cuffs, and knew that they were foundation-building elders. They all bowed and saluted and stood aside quietly.

Looking at these junior disciples in front of him who were as old as ten or more than twenty years old, Lang Fei couldn't help but recall his time in Danmen.

"Brother Yunfang, what's wrong?" After hearing Wang's words, Lang Fei woke up with a start. When he looked up, he saw that he had reached the edge of the lake in the center of the square. Seeing the guy looking at him in confusion, Lang Fei had to calm down and wave.

He signaled that he was fine and then walked along the promenade around the lake.

"What kind of disciple do you like?" Along the way, Lang Fei saw him looking at this and shaking his head, looking at that and shaking his head again. He couldn't help but smile angrily and snorted coldly.

"Hey, brother Yunfang, don't be anxious, don't be anxious!" On the other hand, this guy rolled his eyes and looked at those good-looking, young female disciples.

How could his actions be hidden from Lang Fei? After going around the lake and exploring the entire square on the left, Lang Fei said coldly: "You have no good intentions at all. There are so many low-level disciples along the way.

Why do you only look at the girl to greet her with a pair of moves?"

Wang Yi led him to the square on the right and said with a smile: "If I already have a male disciple, why not find a female disciple, which can also be considered as a complete yin and yang."

"It's weird to believe you." Lang Fei curled his lips. Although he was full of curses in his heart, he still followed Wang Yi and looked around to the right.

As the two of them walked, they looked around. Wang Yi glared at the girls with lustful eyes, which made some girls blush with embarrassment and dodge around. Even the shy ones,

Some hid their heads behind the pillars, or buried their heads among the flowers and plants. There were even two girls in their twelfth or thirteen years old who were about to cry. They thought they were some bandits who wanted to take them down the mountain.

Sold.


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