Yang Yifei said calmly: "Why do you want to worship me as your teacher?"
Xue Hongying said: "Prodigal Ziqing was able to escape from Master Jindan, but was easily killed by you. It shows that your strength is not as weak as what you see in front of you. At least you are a Master Jindan."
"You are quite smart."
Yang Yifei said: "But you are wrong, I am indeed only in the foundation building realm.
But, let alone people like Luangzi Qing, even Jindan Zhenren and Nascent Soul Zhenjun can be destroyed by my hands when I recover my strength."
Xue Hongying suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.
Who are you kidding me? I am in the foundation-building realm and can kill the real person and destroy the real king with my backhand. Do you think I have never practiced?
But anyway, you are great.
Xue Hongying kowtowed several times and said: "Senior, please accept me as my disciple."
Yang Yifei said calmly: "Tell me a reason why I will accept you."
Xue Hongying immediately said: "I know how to repay my kindness. As long as you are willing to accept me as a disciple and teach me my skills, you will go through fire and water in the future, and you will die a hundred times."
Yang Yifei said: "There are many people who want to die for me, and you are not the least of them."
Xue Hongying said quickly: "Although I am a little older, my qualifications are not too bad. As long as I have the right skills, forming pills will not be a problem in the future. You can have a real disciple."
Yang Yifei said: "I have many real people."
Xue Hongying was immediately surprised and happy.
I was surprised that it was very difficult to become a disciple, but I was happy that Yang Yifei was so powerful. As long as I could become his disciple, I would definitely be able to get the best skills.
But, for what reason?
Xue Hongying thought about it again and again, and finally lowered her head and said: "I can serve you tea and water, make the bed and fold the quilt, and also warm the bed..." Afterwards, her voice was quiet enough to be ignored.
If Yang Yifei hadn't been a monk, he wouldn't have heard her voice at all.
Yang Yifei said calmly: "I'm looking for a bed-warming maid. There are plenty of them, so why should I look for you?"
He looked up and down and said, "You are neither convex in front nor curvy in the back. You are useless except for your height. What do you want to do?"
Xue Hongying suddenly blushed.
This made her even more embarrassed than rejecting her.
Xue Hongying stood up and said angrily: "If you don't accept it, forget it, why are you humiliating me like this?"
Yang Yifei said lightly: "Humiliation?
Have it?
Am I not telling the truth?
If you’re looking for a woman, there are many better than you on the street, so why do I need you?”
Xue Hongying immediately lowered her head.
She does have a good figure and appearance, otherwise Chen Yu, as the young city lord of Yun Shang City, would not be able to get many women, but he would fall in love with her.
But for Yang Yifei, no matter how beautiful his appearance is, he is just a beauty and a skeleton, not worth mentioning.
Unless the other party can create a beauty avenue of his own.
"No reason anymore?"
Yang Yifei said.
Xue Hongying gritted her teeth and said with difficulty: "I see that you are focused on cultivation and you definitely don't have the time to manage those mundane things. You can leave it to me and I will ensure that it is done properly for you.
I just ask you to see that I am trying my best and teach me the appropriate exercises."
After speaking, she lowered her head.
For this reason, she did not give any hope.
After all, with Yang Yifei's strength, why use her if she doesn't have any subordinates?
He just said that he has many real people as his subordinates.
But beyond Xue Hongying's expectation, a word came to her ear: "Okay."
"What?"
Xue Hongying suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Yifei in disbelief.
Yang Yifei had already turned around and walked into the Blood Flame Gate's treasure house, saying, "Why don't you come in?"
"ah?
yes!"
Xue Hongying came to his senses, agreed quickly, and happily followed Yang Yifei into the treasure house of the Blood Flame Gate.
After the two of them entered, the door to the treasure house was immediately closed, leaving only the body of Prodigal Ziqing lying alone on the ground, telling his unwillingness.
"You have to think about it, you will encounter a lot of dangers as my follower.
If you regret it now, it’s still too late. I will allow you to choose a treasure from the Blood Flame Sect’s treasure house as a gift and worship it in the Sky Fire Sect.”
Yang Yifei said.
"Senior, don't worry, since I have made a decision, I will not change it."
Xue Hongying is decisive.
Yang Yifei nodded slightly.
"Senior, why are you suddenly willing?
Have you discovered my strengths?"
Xue Hongying asked happily as she followed Yang Yifei.
Yang Yifei didn't even look at her: "You are thinking too much."
The reason why he accepted Xue Hongying was just as Xue Hongying said, because he could do things for him.
He had just arrived and didn't understand the situation here. It was better to have someone who was familiar with the situation here as his subordinate than to figure it out on his own.
Moreover, Xue Hongying was right. He was devoted to cultivation and was too lazy to pay attention to mundane chores. But after all, he had not yet left the mortal world, so he needed someone to handle these chores for him.
Since Xue Hongying was willing, and after getting along with her for the past few days, she was a good character, so Yang Yifei was willing to give her this opportunity.
If she does well, she can be rewarded with a spiritual skill.
If she doesn't do well, just ask her to leave.
It’s just a technique.
Yang Yifei lacked everything except his skills.
In order to cultivate, the Immortal Lord of Creation did a lot of things openly and covertly. The secrets of many immortal sects and dynasties fell into his hands. Therefore, when he attacked the Tao realm, there were so many masters who stopped him.
.
"Senior, how should I call you? I can't always call you senior, right?"
Xue Hongying asked happily.
Yang Yifei said: "Just call me Young Master."
"good.
Young Master, this place is so shabby, is it really a treasure house?"
Xue Hongying asked.
It seemed that now that she had a way to obtain the technique, she felt relaxed.
This space is not big, at most as big as a basketball court. It does not contain all kinds of spiritual stones, magic weapons, scriptures, magic weapons, etc. that the two of them imagined. There is only a small hall in the middle, and
There was only one flame burning in the hall.
The flame was not big, only the size of a human head, and it was blood red all over. It burned so quietly, like blood boiling.
Apart from that, there is nothing else.
"Blood Flame Sect, Blood Flame Sect, is this the origin of the name of Blood Flame Sect?"
Yang Yifei said to himself.
Xue Hongying's eyes lit up: "Isn't this flame the inheritance of the Blood Flame Sect?"
She looked salivating, but she still abided by the rules and followed Yang Yifei closely, not daring to go further than half a step.
Yang Yifei took a step forward, and the bloody flames suddenly swelled, and the fishy smell hit his nostrils. The blazing flames rushed towards Yang Yifei, seeming to burn him to ashes.
"Sir, be careful."
Xue Hongying shook her spear and tried to block it for Yang Yifei, but as soon as the spear made of steel came into contact with the flames, it instantly melted into water and dripped to the ground.
Wow! The blood-red flames covered Yang Yifei, making him invisible.
Xue Hongying was immediately shocked.
"Master?
Young Master?
How are you doing?"
Xue Hongying shouted anxiously.
There was no response at all.
"It's over!"
Xue Hongying sat slumped on the ground.
After finally finding a way to obtain the technique, Xue Hongying almost collapsed when encountering this situation.