Real dragon..."

"If you can afford it, you can afford it."

Feng Jue saw the irony in his words, smiled, and said seriously: "Master, I'm going to accept a disciple..."

Wow!

The hand of the gray-haired old man holding the tea cup suddenly became stiff and even trembled slightly.

The smile on Feng Jue's face faded. It seems that the other party has not let go of what happened back then. He is the master's last disciple. Since he "betrayed" the sect, the master has not accepted a disciple. The two of them are considered "

"Break", what happened back then was a heartache for the master, and it was also a heartbreak for the gray-haired old man.

"I'll take it."

The gray-haired old man put down the teacup without any nonsense.

Feng Jue was slightly moved in his heart and said softly: "The last time someone became a disciple, it was Xia Houyan, the eldest son of the Xiahou family, who has an innate holy body and an innate sword heart. But the master still refused. If the news of the master accepting him as a disciple spreads,

The entire Donghuang has to be alarmed, and he can't bear the pressure now. So you have to practice for a year and grow to a sufficient level. It can be considered a test. If you can't..."

"He will definitely pass the test."

The gray-haired old man interrupted Feng Jue, feeling extremely confident in himself.

Feng Jue was stunned for a moment, smiled and said nothing, and changed the subject: "Ye Yatou, she can go to Jianzong a long time ago. Since I am here this time, I will take her there along the way."

The gray-haired old man shook his head and said: "She has a more stubborn temper than me. The Cangxuan Palace ranking competition is coming in five years. Before that, she will not leave."

Cangxuan Mansion Ranking Battle!

Feng Jue muttered a few times, so that's it.
Chapter completed!