Chapter 2172 Outer Sect Disciple

In other words, unless Yuan Yang Haoshi opened the suitcase and inspected it with his naked eyes, he would find that his son's storage bag was in the suitcase in the storage bag.

It was undoubtedly a very risky move just now. What if Yuan Yang Haoshi was very familiar with the talisman paper that covered his breath? Everything Ling Feng did naturally became useless.

Fortunately, Yuan Yang Haoshi trusted his spiritual sense very much, so he luckily allowed Ling Feng to escape.

Otherwise, Yuan Yang Haoshi found his son's storage bag and checked it through the storage bag and found his son's body. Haha, at that time, Yuan Yang Haoshi, who was furious, would do something irrational, and you don't have to think about it.

Even if the old man messes up the entire Yuanyang Sect, what is the significance to Ling Feng?

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

Before we could enter the hall, we heard fierce quarrels coming from inside, and the owner of the voice was Uncle Li.

"Father, what you said is not bad, why don't you pass on my unique skills? If you say that the person who can make the decision comes, then you can ask him how much time it can take?" A young voice said loudly, and anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone.

"Ahu, the rules of the master's sect cannot be broken. Without the consent of the sect leader or the young sect leader, my skill will not be passed on to you even if I bring it to the coffin! The young sect leader is resting now. When I have time, I will naturally ask you for questions, so you don't have to worry!"

Uncle Li said firmly and without any room for maneuver.

"Father, you are my father. You said that the younger you start practicing your unique skills, the better the results will be. But if you delay again and again, I am already twenty-three years old, how much more can I achieve? I don't worry, I'm afraid that your skill will really be brought into the coffin!"

Li Hu said indignantly with his neck stammering.

"Bastard! If there was no master in the past, I would not be like me today. Without me, why would you, a bastard boy?"

Uncle Li was furious and slapped the table with one palm.

Li Hu wanted to say something, Ling Feng knew that he couldn't let him continue to say it. He had already seen that Uncle Li was really stubborn and terrible.

"Haha, Uncle Li, why is it so angry? Let's hear it?"

Ling Feng Shiran walked into the hall and walked towards the main seat. When he turned his back to Uncle Li, he nodded sympathetically at Li Hu. Poor kid, it is really pitiful to have such a man on his side.

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

"I haven't seen the young sect leader yet."

Uncle Li was even more angry and was about to slap Li Hu with a slap.

The sound of wind and thunder sounded in his palm, and Ling Feng could feel that the palm was extremely irresistible. If Li Hu did not apologize, he would definitely take a picture.

"Uncle Li, I am the young sect leader. Didn't you say it just now? Let's hear if you have anything to say." Ling Feng gently slapped Uncle Li.

Uncle Li's strength has actually reached the peak of the Qi-enlightenment Realm. Among the outer disciples, only Sun Youwei, a talented outer disciple, can compare.

"Forgive me, Young Master, this rebellious son, hey..." Uncle Li sighed heavily.

Soon, in the story of Mr. Li, Ling Feng knew the cause and effect. This matter was related to his master.

It turned out that Mr. Li was determined to revitalize the sect, but in recent years he had actually collected a lot of good seedlings. Among them, his son had the highest talent and could barely meet the standards of inner disciples. The rest were slightly worse, but it was more than enough to reach outer disciples.

However, Ling Feng's master had such a rule that the outer disciples were not allowed to contact him without major issues. Uncle Li was an extremely old-fashioned person. After thinking about it, he felt that a matter of barely reaching the inner disciple was not a major matter for Ling Feng's master.

Ling Feng's master Yi has always been a dragon who has never seen his head and no end, and he has been exempted from routine investigations every year. In this way, Uncle Li has no chance to report this situation to him.

That's not all. If Master Li makes some adjustments and asks his son to practice the skills of outer disciples first, it will not be delayed. However, there is a rule that outer disciples are not allowed to teach martial arts privately.

As a result, Li Hu was delayed by tragic years and could only learn the skills of ordinary people.

Ling Feng was a little amused and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Uncle Li was too rigid. The only disciples of his own sect's true disciples, Ling Feng and his junior sister Xuanyuan Qingwu. There are two reasons. There are very few real good seedlings. The other is that the old man is very lazy and too lazy to marry disciples. If he hadn't been afraid that the sect would have cut off his inheritance, he would have probably not accepted disciples at all.

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

Although Mr. Li affirmed his son's roots and bones, it only took so many years to delay Ling Feng still needs to make sure.

"I'm not going forward yet!" A hint of joy flashed in Uncle Li's eyes, and he shouted at his son.

Li Hu walked forward tremblingly. Ling Feng stretched out his hand and held his wrist in his palm, and the battle aura began to wander inside his body.

A moment later, a trace of disappointment flashed in Ling Feng's eyes: "What a pity, if my muscles and bones were not fixed five years ago, I could indeed meet the standards of an inner disciple. Now, I can at most cultivate to the peak of the Qihai Realm in my life."

There is a saying that Ling Feng didn't say, unless someone with great strength helps Li Hu cleanse his marrow and hair, or Li Hu takes some natural treasures by chance, this generation will be finalized.

Once the muscles and bones are formed, there is no hope of condensing the elixir. This is what I meant by this.

"The Qihai Realm, Qihai Realm is also good. I am just the Qi-environment Realm. It is already a lucky nature to be able to cultivate to the Qihai Realm." Uncle Li's eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, and he looked at Ling Feng with a look of expectation.

Ling Feng was silent. It seemed that he had to give a direct order. Only then would Uncle Li teach his son how to practice: "Uncle Li, do you have the skills to practice to the Qihai Realm?"

"Yes, I'm just ashamed. I've been stuck at the peak of Qi Realm over the years and cannot break through." Uncle Li's face flashed with a hint of shame. Ling Feng was not old, but he was already at the peak of Qi Hai Realm. But he was only at the peak of Qi Realm for half a century, and he was really incomparable.

"Okay, Li Hu will be officially included as an outer disciple today. You are responsible for teaching him how to practice, so there must be no mistakes."

Ling Feng said with a serious face, which is also a very serious matter in itself.
Chapter completed!