Chapter 2172

In other words, unless Yuanyang Haoshi opens the suitcase and makes a visual inspection, he will find that his son's storage bag is in the suitcase in the storage bag.

It was undoubtedly a very risky move just now. What if Yuanyang Haoshi is very familiar with the covering Rune paper? Everything Ling Feng did naturally became useless.

Fortunately, Yuanyang Haoshi trusted his divine sense very much, which luckily made Ling Feng escape.

Otherwise, Yuanyang Haoshi finds his son's storage bag, checks it along the storage bag, and will find his son's body. Hehe, at that time, Yuanyang Haoshi in his rage would do anything irrational. You don't have to think about it.

Even if the old man messed up the whole yuanyangzong at that time, what does it mean to Ling Feng?

After recovering his beating heart, Ling Feng walked out of the room.

Before entering the hall, I heard a fierce quarrel inside. The owner of the voice was Uncle Li.

"Father, what you said is not bad. Why don't you teach me my unique skill? You said that the person who can make decisions came, then ask him how much time it can take?" a young voice said loudly, and everyone could hear the dissatisfaction in the tone.

"Ah Hu, the rules of the school can't be broken. Without the consent of the sect leader or the young sect leader, my kung fu won't be passed to you even if I bring it to the coffin! Now the young sect leader is resting. When I have time, I will naturally ask for you. You don't have to worry!"

Martial Uncle Li's words were resolute, and there was no room for maneuver.

"Father, you are my father. As you said, the more you practice your unique skills when you are young, the better the effect will be. But if you delay again and again, how much can I achieve? I don't worry. I'm afraid your Kung Fu will really be brought to the coffin!"

Li Hu stuck his neck and said angrily.

"Bastard! If there was no school in those days, there would be no me today. How can you come to you bastard boy without me?"

Martial Uncle Li flew into a rage and smashed the table with one palm.

What else does Li hu want to say? Ling Feng knows he can't go on. He has seen that martial Uncle Li is really stubborn and terrible.

"Hehe, martial Uncle Li, what's so angry? Tell me?"

Ling Feng Shi ran walked into the hall and walked to the main position. When he turned his back to martial Uncle Li, he nodded sympathetically at Li Hu. Poor baby, it's really pathetic to have such an old man on the stand.

Li Hu turned his head and didn't want to see Ling Feng's face at all.

"Rebel, I haven't seen too few patriarchs yet."

Martial Uncle Li's anger is even more. He will slap Li Hu with a slap.

The sound of wind and thunder sounded in his palm. Ling Feng could feel that there was no hand left in this palm. If Li Hu didn't apologize, he would shoot it.

"Martial Uncle Li, I'm the young patriarch. Didn't you say it just now? Tell me something." Ling Feng slapped martial Uncle Li lightly.

Martial Uncle Li's strength has reached the peak of accepting Qi. Among the external disciples, only sun Youwei, a highly talented external disciple, can compare.

"I'm sorry, young master, this villain, ah..." martial Uncle Li sighed heavily.

Soon, in Uncle Li's story, Ling Feng knew the cause and effect. This matter also has something to do with his master.

It turned out that martial Uncle Li was bent on revitalizing the sect. Over the years, he has actually gathered many good seedlings. Among them, his son has the highest talent and can barely meet the standard of internal disciples. The rest are slightly worse, but it is more than enough to reach external disciples.

However, Ling Feng's master has such a rule that no external disciples can take the initiative to contact him without major things. Martial Uncle Li is also a very old-fashioned person. After thinking about it, he feels that it is not a major thing for Lingfeng's master to barely reach the inner disciple.

Ling Feng's Master Yi has always been a dragon without a tail. The annual routine investigation is exempted. In this way, martial Uncle Li has no chance to report this situation to him.

That's not enough. If martial Uncle Li had a little flexibility and asked his son to practice the skills of external disciples first, it wouldn't be delayed. It's just a rule of the sect that external disciples are not allowed to teach martial arts without permission.

In this way, year by year, Li Hu was sadly delayed and could only learn the skills of ordinary people.

Ling Feng was unable to laugh or cry in his heart. He couldn't help sighing: Martial Uncle Li is too rigid. Only Ling Feng and his younger martial sister Xuanyuan danced lightly. There are two reasons. There are few really good seedlings. The other is that the old man is too lazy to pay apprentices. If it weren't for fear that the sect would break its inheritance, I'm afraid I wouldn't accept disciples at all.

"Li Hu, come up and I'll touch your bones."

Although martial Uncle Li affirmed his son's root bone, he just delayed for so many years. Ling Feng still needs to make sure.

"Rebel, don't come forward!" a glimmer of joy flashed in Uncle Li's eyes and scolded his son loudly.

Li Hu walked forward trembling. Ling Feng stretched out his hand and held his wrist in his palm. Zhan Qi began to swim in his body.

A moment later, a glimmer of disappointment flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "unfortunately, if the muscles and bones had not been shaped five years ago, they could indeed meet the standard of internal disciples. Now, they can practice to the peak of Qihai state in their whole life."

Ling Feng didn't say a word. Unless powerful people help Li Hu wash his bones and cut his hair, or Li Hu takes some natural and local treasures by chance, this generation will be finalized.

When the muscles and bones become ten percent, the pill is hopeless. That's the situation.

"Qihai, Qihai is good. I'm just accepting Qi. It's lucky that this villain can cultivate to Qihai." martial Uncle Li flashed a trace of complexity in his eyes and looked at Ling Feng with expectant eyes.

Ling Feng was dumbfounded. It seems that he has come to give orders directly. Martial Uncle Li will teach his son the cultivation method: "martial Uncle Li, do you have the skill to practice in the Qihai realm?"

"Yes, I'm just ashamed. I've been stuck at the peak of the gas receiving realm for years and can't break through." a trace of shame flashed on martial Uncle Li's face. Ling Feng is not very old, but he is already the peak of the Qi sea. He, half a century old, is just the strength of accepting the peak of the Qi sea, which is really incomparable.

"Well, Li Hu is officially included as an external disciple today. You are responsible for teaching his cultivation without mistakes."

Ling Feng said with a serious face. This itself is also a very serious thing.

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