Chapter 2: The Boy Takes Disciples

"Get up, since you saved the old man, when the old man recovers, the old man will realize any wish you want to achieve, but during the period when you have not recovered, you have to take care of the old man, all your actions must obey the old man's arrangement, don't tell anyone about the old man's existence, otherwise the old man will make you all the dead, and your body will be full of holes!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, immortals, I will never say anything about the existence of immortals." Shen Feng slowly stood up.

The boy nodded slightly, "Well, the old man has seen it, you have no pupils in your eyes, it seems that you were born with it, fortunately, you took the Strong God Pill and made up for this defect, so how many feet does your divine sense probe range?" ”

Shen Feng hugged his fists and bowed again, "Back to the immortals, Shen Feng's qualifications are not good, and after eating the Strong Divine Pill, although he can produce divine consciousness without cultivating, the scope of exploration is only within the reach of the naked eye." ”

The boy sighed helplessly, and muttered in a low voice, "This kid is really weak, and eating the strong god pill is only within the reach of the naked eye, it's really not as good as waste, and when I'm almost recuperating, I'll find another person." ”

Shen Feng became blind, his sense of hearing is very powerful, this boy talks to himself, Shen Feng listens clearly, when he knows that the boy is well recuperated, he will leave to find another person, he is relieved in his heart, because he still feels that this boy is very dangerous, there must be a lot of secrets, and he does not want to know.

Shen Feng's fate has long been doomed, that is, to wait quietly for death, or die of exhaustion of his longevity, or wait for someone to trouble him one day and be beaten to death by a stick.

He knows his fate, but he can still live one more day, so he doesn't explore other people's secrets, he can live longer, and then die calmly, end his sad life, and welcome the next life.

But the style of painting changed abruptly, and the boy said leisurely, "You are willing to worship the old man as a teacher, and no one will dare to bully you from now on." ”

Shen Feng was still happy that the boy wanted to leave, and the next second he let himself apprentice, Shen Feng stayed where he was, and didn't say anything for a long time. But the boy showed a confident expression, in order to match his words, he actually put his hand under his head and brushed the void, as if brushing his beard, but the boy had a beautiful face, and he didn't have half a beard, which made Shen Feng's mouth open wide, and his mind was very confused.

After a while, the boy saw that Shen Feng did not react, coughed dryly, thought that the temptation given was not great, and spoke again

"Become a disciple of the old man, you can find another way to practice and become the only person in this world, and the old man can also recreate your pupils for you."

After the boy finished speaking, he nodded with satisfaction, thinking that Shen Feng would definitely agree this time, and raised his head slightly.

Shen Feng didn't react in one wave, and there was a second wave of impact, if it weren't for Shen Feng's heart that he had already decided that this boy had a mysterious origin, I was afraid that he would feel that the person in front of him was a madman, and he would accept disciples when he met, and the action of brushing the void was even more weird.

Shen Feng shook his head vigorously, organized his words, bent down and clenched his fists and spoke solemnly

"Immortal cultivation is to reach the sky, it is really rare in life, to be able to become an immortal disciple must be the dream pursued by countless people, but Shen Feng's qualifications are extremely poor, the dantian was destroyed, there is no possibility of cultivation in this life, I am afraid of humiliating the name of the teacher by saying it, and Shen Feng has no pupils brought by the mother's womb, and once I met an immortal can not be condensed, and I hope that the immortal will find another person with extremely high qualifications to accept apprentices and promote the name of the immortal."

The boy slammed his hand on the bed, "What's the difficulty in pointing out people with high qualifications!" The difficulty lies in the fact that it is fun to elevate a person with a garbage physique like you to a cultivator! Besides, what kind of god is broken, Lao Tzu can easily extinguish a wave ten thousand years ago! ”

Seeing that the boy was angry, Shen Feng quickly knelt down, trembled, and hurriedly explained

"The immortals are angry, and I don't want the immortals to be too tired, so I ......"

"That's it! Don't go on, the old man said to accept you as an apprentice, he will accept you as an apprentice, say don't let people bully you, don't let people bully you, you will call the old man master in the future, the old man is tired, he wants to rest. "Yes, yes, disciple step aside."

In the next few days, Shen Feng slept outside, the boy closed the door, and the sound of explosions often came from inside, Shen Feng was terrified, for fear that his grass house would be blown up, and he didn't know what the boy was doing inside, so he had no choice but to go to the place where the outer disciples were to find his only friend, Zeng Tong.

Zeng Tong is thin and weak, belongs to the outer disciples, and is also the target of bullying by others, which is why he became friends with the same disease.

"Ah Feng, you're here, what do you think this is?" Zeng Tong spoke happily.

Shen Feng probed his divine sense, pursed his lips and said, "Isn't this just a chicken leg?" Look at what excites you, have you not eaten for several days? ”

Zeng Tong glanced at Shen Feng with disdain, and then slowly spoke

"Look, this is not an ordinary chicken leg, this is the chicken leg of the purple crown chicken, do you know the purple crown chicken? That's a spirit chicken full of aura, especially the chicken leg aura, eating can improve cultivation, I was lucky today, I met a lame purple-crowned chicken, it is estimated that it was disabled by someone, but it ran away, let me touch, this can eat a big meal today, you are really here, I am about to eat. ”

Zeng Tong's saliva flowed out, and I don't know how long I thought it had been since I had eaten.

Although all the supplements, including pills, were waste products for Shen Feng, because his cultivation path was already useless and could not be remedied by anything, Shen Feng still enjoyed satisfying his appetite.

In this way, Zeng Tong and Shen Feng chatted about the beauties of the sect while eating chicken legs, and the sunset hit them both, which was also unique.

In the unitary time, Shen Feng said goodbye to Zeng Tong, returned to his broken grass house, and before he entered the door, he heard a thunderous sound, and then a puff of black smoke slowly rose into the air from his residence, Shen Feng hurriedly ran home, and at the same time, his mind was also thinking quickly about who he had offended in the past few days, and came to the door to beat himself, but he didn't expect it after thinking about it for a long time, because he hadn't been out of the house for a few days.

As soon as Shen Feng ran into the courtyard, a cough came from the house, and then a short boy with a messy face came out, yes, this is the angry boy.

The boy patted his chest and coughed violently, and muttered, "It's really troublesome not to cultivate, otherwise I can complete refining this pill with just a few fingers, and I'm unlucky." ”

Shen Feng looked puzzled, feeling that the more tired this boy was, the more unreliable he became, but he still bent down and hugged his fists

"Dare to ask the immortals, what kind of elixir is this refining, and there is such a big movement."