Speaking of this, Xie Liuyun, the master of the Liujin Temple, looked at Mu Qingyue: "Master Mu, why not be the two of us, compete and see who has the disciples under him, catch the most Gulu dragon fish?"
When she said the last sentence, Xie Liuyun smiled, but her eyes were a little cold.
As the master of the Liujin Temple, Xie Liuyun is at the same level as Mu Qingyue. However, Xie Liuyun has always been unable to stand Mu Qingyue.
Xie Liuyun joined the Holy Sect when she was eight years old. She started with her disciples. After more than 20 years of hard work, she finally took the position of Lord of the Liujin Temple.
Mu Qingyue, after only eight years of joining the Holy Sect, became the master of Xingmu Temple and was on par with Xie Liuyun. Therefore, Xie Liuyun's heart was extremely unbalanced and extremely jealous!
More importantly, the relationship between Liujintan and Xingmutan has always been bad!
Five years ago, Mu Qingyue's eldest disciple Shen Lang pursued the senior sister of Liujintan. During this period, there was an argument. Shen Lang directly injured the senior sister of Liujintan, which eventually triggered a melee between the two branches.
The melee that year caused heavy casualties and injuries in the Liujin Temple. Xie Liuyun always held a grudge. Afterwards, Mu Qingyue, the leader of Xingmu Temple, favored Shen Lang and saw that he had no words of apology, and was arrogant.
Xie Liuyun will never forget this incident in his life! So in the past few years, once Xie Liuyun finds an opportunity, he will find a way to suppress Mu Qingyue, with the goal of breathing out.
"Master Mu, we two sub-games, and we will catch Gulu Longfish in the competition. Whoever catches more will win." Xie Liuyun laughed and said to Mu Qingyue: "If our Liujin Temple loses, I will kneel down and serve tea for you. If your Xingmu Temple loses, you will kneel down and serve tea for me. Do you dare to gamble?"
"Okay." Mu Qingyue responded lightly, and there was no fluctuation on her beautiful face.
Gululu, Gulululu...
At this time, the Guru dragon fish in front was getting closer and closer.
"Master, look at me!" Shen Lang screamed. The first one rushed out and soared into the air. As the eldest brother of Xingmu Hall, he must of course be in the front! Master is a goddess, how can he serve tea to others?
"Swish!" The next second, I saw Shen Lang take out a long bow. The long bow is dark and shines with a metallic luster.
Damn it!
This Shen Lang's longbow turned out to be a blue-level weapon.
Weapons are also divided into levels, namely: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple.
As a disciple of the Holy Sect, Shen Lang actually has blue-level weapons, which shows that he has a high status in Xingmu Hall.
only....
How can Shen Lang shoot fish by only holding a bow and not an arrow?
Buzz...
Just when Yue Feng was secretly puzzled, Shen Lang's internal force burst out, pulling the longbow into a full moon. Then, three feather arrows flashing with light appeared on the longbow.
These three feather arrows are completely condensed by internal force, shining with radiance and powerful force!
hiss!
Seeing this scene, Yue Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath and nodded in secretly to praise.
This Shen Lang used his internal force to condense a feather arrow, which was indeed extraordinary!
Silent...
At this time, Shen Lang let go of the bowstring, and three feather arrows shot out like meteors. The Guru dragon fish swam very fast, but they could not avoid it at all. They were directly penetrated dozens of them and floated on the water.
Wow!
In an instant, the disciples of Xingmu Hall clapped and cheered.
"Senior Brother is so great!"
"Awesome, senior brother!"
With the praises, many disciples of Xingmu Hall also began to activate their internal forces and began to hunt and kill Guru dragon fish.
Only Yue Feng stood there without moving.
In Yue Feng's heart, joining the Holy Sect was just a helpless move. The competition between Xingmu Hall and Liujin Hall in front of him had nothing to do with him.
With this time, it’s better to go back to practice and restore internal energy. But Mu Qingyue is next to him, and Yue Feng is embarrassed to return to the cabin.
Many disciples on the side of the Liujin Temple have also shown their skills.
Pick, Pick...
For a time, many Guru dragon fish were caught, accompanied by splashes of water. The scene was very spectacular.
"Hello!"
At this moment, Shen Lang turned around and stared at Yue Feng: "What are you doing when you are stunned? If you don't have the ability to catch fish, won't you pick up all the fish scattered on the deck?"
Shen Lang looked down on Yue Feng.
At this time, he and his brothers were fishing, but he was watching, feeling angry!
"Senior Brother!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Qingqing came over and looked at Shen Lang and gently advised: "Junior Brother Feng is new. He just became a disciple yesterday, so don't bully him."
In her heart, this junior brother Feng Tao is so honest that he can't bear to see him bullied.
"What's wrong with just getting a disciple?" Shen Lang refused to give in and said coldly: "Since he has become a disciple of Xingmu Hall, he must contribute to Xingmu Hall, instead of standing aside and being a waste!"
A bad pen!
Yue Feng frowned and cursed in his heart.
Is Shen Lang a ill mind? He is not familiar with you at all, but he is targeting me everywhere.
Thinking of it, Yue Feng chuckled and said lightly: "Who said I am not capable of fishing?"
Um?
How dare this kid talk back to me?
At this moment, Shen Lang's expression suddenly became cold, and then he looked like he was suddenly enlightened: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot that you are a fisherman, of course you can fish!"
As he said that, Shen Lang showed a little mockery on his face and looked at Yue Feng tightly: "Junior Brother Feng, do you want me to find a fishing net for you?"
boom!
As he finished speaking, there was a burst of laughter around him.
A bunch of bad pens!
Faced with Shen Lang's mockery, Yue Feng's mouth curled up slightly and he chuckled without saying a word.
Yue Feng knew that Shen Lang couldn't stand his master taking the initiative to accept him as his disciple, so he became jealous.
Generally speaking, Yue Feng is too lazy to care about such narrow-minded people. But if the other party is aggressive, that is another matter.
"Senior Brother!"
Amid the laughter, Liu Qingqing stomped her feet in a hurry. Her delicate face was full of helplessness and said to Shen Lang: "Don't make things difficult for Junior Brother Feng, okay?"
As he said that, Liu Qingqing comforted Yue Feng again, "Junior Brother Feng, you have just joined the sect. Master has not taught you your skills yet, so you don't have to fish with everyone."
As the second senior sister, Liu Qingqing is kind-hearted and has a good reputation. When she saw her, she no longer laughed at her.
Shen Lang didn't say anything else, but he still looked at Yue Feng's eyes with disdain.
"It's okay, senior sister."
At this time, Yue Feng smiled slightly, looked at Liu Qingqing and said, "Since I am a disciple of Xingmu Hall, at this time, I should contribute to Xingmu Hall!"
Wow!
After the words came to an end, everyone around was stunned, their eyes gathered on Yue Feng, and they shook their heads secretly.
This kid... the second senior sister came forward and gave him a step forward.
And he was not convinced?
"Yo?"
Shen Lang looked at Yue Feng up and down, his expression was a bit sarcastic: "That's what you mean, you are very good at fishing, but this Guru dragon fish is not the ordinary fish you usually see. Don't wait accidentally and be dragged into the sea, hahaha! No, I'm so hilarious, hahaha!"
Shen Lang grinned with his big mouth, as if he had imagined the picture.