"Boss, you're finally back!"

In the courtyard, Ma Liangchen, who was carrying a huge meteorite on his back, saw Xiao Feng's figure walking in from outside the small courtyard, and suddenly said with a shock.

And Ma Liangchen's words immediately attracted the attention of Xiao Feng behind him, and when his eyes fell on Ma Liangchen, his expression couldn't help but stare for a moment, and his eyes flickered.

"Sect Master!"

The eldest elder and others in the courtyard heard Ma Liangchen's words and immediately hurriedly walked out and bowed their hands, although they were all Xiao Feng's elders, they were quite restrained when facing Xiao Feng.

"The etiquette is waived, the trip of the Sword Shrine is a successful end, and in two days I will return to the sect, and some accounts should be calculated!" waved his hand, Xiao Feng said lightly, and Xiao Feng's words made several people feel a pang in their hearts, but they clearly remembered what Xiao Feng said to Leng Xiong and Tiger Venerable.

You must know that the Eight Desolation Sect is a top second-rate force, there are several honorable powerhouses in the sect alone, and there is the support of the Liuhe Sect behind it, but it is not something that anyone can destroy if they want to, but in Xiao Feng's eyes, it seems that wanting to destroy the Eight Desolation Sect is a matter of one sentence.

"Sect Master, who is this son?" The Great Elder turned his gaze, and when he saw Jian Wuying holding Ling Tianjian, he couldn't help but ask, after all, Ling Tianjian was Ling Tian's Sword Emperor's sword, and it had always been carried by Xiao Feng before, but now it was held by this strange young man, which couldn't help but make the Great Elder feel curious for a while.

"My newly accepted eldest disciple!" smiled, Xiao Feng didn't explain much, if he said the true identity of Jian Wuying, I am afraid that everyone present would be scared half to death, if it was about seniority, Jian Wuying's generation could definitely be regarded as an existence at the level of the ancestor of the Ling Tian Sword Sect.

"Hehe, when did the boss take in an apprentice, I don't even know, hehe, I also have a younger brother this time. Ma Liangchen, who was carrying a meteorite on his back and his face was flushed, heard Xiao Feng's words, and his eyes lit up at the moment, and he smiled.

In Ma Liangchen's view, he is Xiao Feng's younger brother, and this young man is Xiao Feng's apprentice, and he is a generation younger than him in terms of seniority, so naturally he can only be his younger brother.

"It's not impossible to want him to be your little brother, as long as you defeat him, then you can be his boss!" Hearing this, Xiao Feng said with a smile on his face.

"This is naturally no problem, if you want to be his boss, you naturally have to be stronger than him, otherwise how can you be his boss!" grinning, Ma Liangchen said with great confidence at the moment, under his perception, this black-robed young man did not have any power fluctuations in his body at all.

There is not even a trace of spiritual power, obviously a mortal who has not been exposed to martial arts, although I don't know why the boss wants to accept a mortal as a disciple, but this is a good thing for him, at least from today he also has a younger brother.

And Ma Liangchen didn't think about any return to the basics, returning to the basics is a transcendent and holy supreme existence, and the black-robed young man in front of him is at most in his early twenties, no matter how exaggerated he is, it can't be an extraordinary sanctification existence.

Hearing this, the Great Elder and the others also carefully glanced at Jian Wuying, but even they couldn't see any spiritual power fluctuations on Jian Wuying's body.

Of course, once the existence of a Saint Venerable is completely restrained in his aura and strength, let alone the Martial Monarch Daojun, even if the Martial Venerable Dao Zun will not find anything at all, only the existence of the transcendent saint may find some clues.

Of course, Xiao Feng was joking, and Jian Wuying would not pay attention to others, he basically followed Xiao Feng expressionlessly, completely silent, as if he was a statue.