Sun Wukong shook his head. "I don't need you to repay me. I plan to take Ye Feng as my disciple. You can be his protector. When he becomes an immortal, I will give you a congenital Taoist body."

Ye's eyes widened when he heard this. The Great Sage wanted to accept Ye Feng as his disciple?

And give him an innate Taoist body?

Such a good thing actually happened to him?

It is really unbelievable. The innate Taoist body requires treasures such as the Three Lights Divine Water and the Nine Heavens Xirang to be created.

This great sage actually has such a treasure?

This really made him feel that the surprise came so suddenly!

He turned around and looked at Ye Feng who was still standing there in a daze, feeling extremely angry.

"What are you doing standing there, you little brat? Why don't you come and become my disciple?"

Ye Feng also reacted at this time. It turned out that the other party wanted to take him as a disciple.

He walked a few steps to Sun Wukong, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times respectfully.

"Disciple Ye Feng greets Master."

Sun Wukong nodded, "Yes, but I will not teach you the skills and magical powers now. When you successfully ascend to heaven, I will give you another opportunity."

Ye Feng's current martial arts method is the Golden Elixir Dao passed down to the human race by Taishang Laojun.

Cultivating and becoming an immortal is naturally a piece of cake.

He did not intend to use elixirs directly to improve Ye Feng's cultivation, as his state of mind would not be able to keep up.

Ye Feng is not like Nezha and Yang Jian who have lived for countless years.

"Yes, Master."

Ye Feng nodded, his eyes full of confidence.

He was confident that he could become an immortal as soon as possible.

Sun Wukong smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Ye Feng's performance.

"Well, get up, and practice hard in the future. When you become an immortal, Chijiao will come and take you to Jiejiao."

As he said this, he looked at the barefoot immortal.

The barefoot immortal was speechless. Was the junior master throwing the matter to him?

Is that so irresponsible?

But he still nodded, "Well, when you become an immortal, I will take you to Jiejiao."

"Thank you, senior!"

Ye Feng bowed to the barefoot immortal.

The barefoot immortal waved his hands quickly, "No, I can't accept your courtesy. You and I are peers from now on. You can just call me Senior Brother."

This time it was Ye Feng's turn to be surprised. His master was so powerful?

At this time, he didn't realize how awesome his master was.

Sun Wukong stretched out his hand and a sword appeared in his hand.

This sword was his previous stock, a post-natal spiritual treasure that he had never used.

Now he could give it to his disciple. He reached out and touched the sword. A layer of seal blocked the power of the acquired spiritual treasure.

But it is just right for use in the mortal world.

He handed the sword to Ye Feng and said, "This sword is for you. The power of the sword has been sealed by your master. When you become an immortal, the seal will be automatically released."

"Thank you, Master. I will become an immortal as soon as possible."

Ye Feng took the sword in his hand, and the words "Chasing the Wind" were engraved on the hilt.

Obviously, this sword is called the Wind-Chasing Sword, and it is a magic sword.

What happened today is unimaginable.

He actually took an immortal as his teacher, and the teacher respected him so much.

He looked at the teacher. At this moment, the teacher's soul body was very powerful, much better than before.

The soul body Ye also bowed and saluted, "Great Sage, I will definitely protect Ye Feng and prevent him from getting into any accidents. I will also urge him to practice."

Sun Wukong nodded, then waved his hand, and a jar of top-grade immortal wine appeared.

The barefoot immortal's eyes lit up and he wanted to reach out his hand, but Sun Wukong slapped his hands.

"This isn't for you."

"Haha, I'm just taking a look, that's all."

The barefoot immortal withdrew his hand and looked at the immortal wine with some reluctance.

Although he had drunk a lot of fairy wine during this period, the more he drank, the more he wanted to drink, so he would never think it was too much.

Ye Feng looked at this cheap master with some curiosity, not understanding why he took out a jar of wine.

The next moment, Sun Wukong spoke.

"Ye Feng, this jar of top-grade immortal wine is for you. You can only drink one sip a day, remember."

"This wine contains a huge amount of spiritual energy, which will be beneficial to your cultivation. Keep it."

Ye Feng looked at the top-grade immortal wine on the table, and then he realized that what his master had taken out was immortal wine.

He was a little excited because his teacher actually gave him magic wine and a magic sword.

This is something I never dared to think about before.

He bowed and saluted, "Thank you, Master, for giving me the Immortal Wine!"

After putting the top-quality immortal wine on the table into the space storage bag, he felt warm in his heart.

Master is really good to him, and he has done nothing for Master.

But Master has given him so many good things. He must practice well in the future and try his best to help Master.

As for his family members, let’s not mention them and just treat him as an orphan.

Ye looked at Ye Feng with some envy at this time. He also wanted to worship this great sage as his master, but the other party seemed unwilling to accept him as a disciple.

He couldn't stay outside for long and needed to return to Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

He bowed slightly to Sun Wukong, "Great Sage, I will return to Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness first."

Sun Wukong nodded and had no objection.

Summoning him out means being curious about his identity.

Now that he knew, he naturally wouldn't stop the other party. Besides, if the other party returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, he could continue to be Ye Feng's golden finger, which was a good thing for Ye Feng.

This is also the reason why he did not directly give the other party a body.

Seeing him nod, Ye turned into a ray of light and returned directly to Ye Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

Sun Wukong glanced at his disciple and said, "Sit down, don't be so reserved."

Ye Feng glanced at his master before sitting down opposite him.

But he was obviously still a little nervous. After all, the gap between their status was too big, so it was normal to be nervous.

The barefoot immortal pursed his lips and said, "Well, little master, no, great sage, can you give me a few jars of immortal wine? I've finished all the ones I had before."

Sun Wukong gave him a displeased look, thinking that all he did was drink all day.

"Let's not talk about drinking for now. Have you taken the Xian Xing? Do you feel anything?"

When the fairy apricot was mentioned, the barefoot immortal also straightened his expression.

"Great Sage, after taking the immortal apricot, I thought I would grow wings of wind and thunder, but no matter how long I waited, they didn't grow.

However, I have already vaguely felt that I can control the wind and thunder attributes a little bit, and I have also gained a new magical power called Wind and Thunder Blade."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and a blade with the attributes of wind and thunder appeared in his hand.

"I can send out tens of thousands of wind blades in an instant. It's an incredible magical power."

Sun Wukong looked at the wind blade in his hand and nodded, "Okay, I understand."

It’s good that it doesn’t grow wings, so he can eat two of them with peace of mind.

The reason why the barefoot immortal did not comprehend the power of the wind and thunder laws may be because his realm is too low.

When his strength improves in the future, he will gradually gain some understanding of the laws of wind and thunder.

Ye Feng listened quietly to the two people talking.

Although he didn't know what kind of treasure the Immortal Apricot was, he knew it was an extraordinary thing.

And just now when the wind blade appeared in the hands of the barefoot senior, no, it should be the barefoot senior brother, he took a look at it and felt like he was on the verge of death.

It was only then that his master intervened in time and blocked all the aura for him, which made him feel relieved.

He used to think he was a genius in the world of cultivating immortals, but now he feels so insignificant.

The barefoot immortal put away the wind blade in his hand. He was very satisfied with the effect of the fairy apricot.

After finishing his business, he looked at Sun Wukong eagerly again.

"I really can't do anything with you."

Sun Wukong sighed and waved his hand to take out ten jars of the best immortal wine. "Here you go. Don't look for me these few days."

"Yes, I know. I will definitely not disturb the Great Sage's meditation."

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