Suddenly, the atmosphere on the huge ship was extremely solemn. None of the surrounding Holy Sect disciples dared to breathe.
Finally, after more than ten seconds, Mu Qingyue chuckled, looked at Yue Feng and said: "Feng Tao, if you don't accept me as your teacher, we have nothing to do with each other. Why should I send you a boat?"
After saying that, Mu Qingyue's expression became cold: "Also, let me tell you, the distance between here and the land is tens of thousands of miles at least. Even if you are in the martial saint realm, you can only fly half the distance at most, and you will have no strength.
When the time comes, you will either starve to death or drown... Only by becoming my disciple can you survive, so I advise you to consider it."
Damn it!
This is too stingy!
It's just a sailing boat. If he doesn't want to become a disciple, it's okay if she doesn't send it as a gift. She's still scaring herself.
but....
Mu Qingyue is right. This place is tens of thousands of miles away from the mainland. It is impossible for her to fly back with Ren Yingying and the queen.
Yue Feng originally had Qiongqi, but in the fierce battle in the imperial city, Qiongqi was also injured.
It seems... I have no choice! I have no choice but to become a disciple. Let’s leave this desert island first! Thinking of this, Yue Feng bent slightly and said, “Disciple Feng Tao, pay my respects to the master.”
Mu Qingyue nodded happily: "Okay, okay."
"You still don't kneel down when you become a disciple. You really don't understand the rules!"
At this moment, a voice came from behind, and then a handsome male disciple rushed over and kicked Yue Feng in the crook of the knee.
"thump!"
After being kicked, Yue Feng knelt on the ground uncontrollably.
Hold!
Yue Feng was furious, turned his head, and saw a male disciple standing behind him with his arms folded, arrogant.
The man is in his mid-twenties, handsome, stylish, and has a good temperament. He is Mu Qingyue's eldest disciple, Shen Lang.
Shen Lang has been worshiping Mu Qingyue as his teacher for seven or eight years. He has excellent talents and has always been highly valued and loved by Mu Qingyue, and thus developed a proud personality.
Seeing that the master made an exception and accepted Yue Feng as his disciple, and Yue Feng looked indifferent, Shen Lang felt very unhappy. At this time, when he saw that Yue Feng worshiped his master but did not kneel down, Shen Lang couldn't help it.
"What are you looking at?"
Sensing Yue Feng's dissatisfaction, Shen Lang said coldly: "I am your senior brother. You must also understand the rules when you see me in the future."
After saying that, Shen Lang urged impatiently: "Why don't you kowtow to Master?"
Mu Qingyue, who was standing next to her, looked at her quietly without saying a word, and her beautiful face showed no movement at all.
Although this Feng Tao promised to become a disciple, it is indeed against the rules to not kneel down to him in front of so many people!
After all, he was his master, so it was hard to tell him. It would be better to let Shen Lang, his senior brother, educate him for him.
Hold!
Yue Feng clenched his fists. Even though he was the proud master of the Tianmen Sect, he was forced to worship Mu Qingyue as his disciple. Now he still had to be angered by her disciples. To be honest! If he were alone, Yue Feng would not get used to it.
He looked at Shen Lang, but when he thought that Ren Yingying and the Queen were still waiting for him, he could only suppress his anger in his heart.
Forget it, forget it, since you have become a master, just kneel down.
Thinking to himself, Yue Feng sighed: "Master, please accept me as my disciple. I have never been in the world and don't understand the rules. I hope Master will not blame you."
Seeing him kneeling down, a smile finally appeared on Mu Qingyue's face.
"To become a disciple, you have to kneel three times and kowtow nine times." However, Shen Lang still couldn't see it. He looked at Yue Feng and said coldly: "You only knelt once and it's over? Who are you fooling?"
"Shen Lang." Mu Qingyue interrupted him and looked at Yue Feng with a smile: "He has already said that he has never set foot in the world, so if he doesn't understand these etiquettes, don't worry about it."
After the words fell, Mu Qingyue raised her jade hand, and Yue Feng felt a gentle force lifting him up.