Douluo: My wife is Qian Renxue

After thinking for a long time, Qin Feng gradually had an idea in his mind, looked up at the people around him and asked.

"If I become your disciple, senior, will I have to stay in the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

"If I say yes, are you going to refuse my invitation?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Qin Feng laughed awkwardly and did not answer directly, but the answer was already revealed. He could not be restricted here.

His swordsmanship is more inclined to follow one's will, and only by having no distracting thoughts can he go further.

"Hahaha, interesting, interesting. I didn't expect that my mighty Titled Douluo would have such a request when accepting a disciple."

"senior……"

"I agree." Chen Xin said with a smile.

"what?"

Qin Feng looked at the other party with a confused look. He agreed to everything. It seemed that he hadn't made any request yet.

"There is no need for you to be forced to stay in Qibao Glazed Sect, and I will give you enough freedom, provided that you complete the tasks I have set."

Chen Xin probably understood why Qin Feng repeatedly refused to enter the Qibao Glazed Sect. It was not difficult to see from the opponent's swordsmanship that he was a man who advocated freedom.

The reason why he refused was probably because he was worried that he would be bound by the rules and regulations of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

Qin Feng looked at Chen Xin in surprise, his mind was racing with thoughts, and his eyes gradually became firm.

The other party has already given him a lot of concessions, and if he refuses again, it will be a bit ungrateful.

Thinking of this, Qin Feng no longer hesitated, bowed and shouted firmly.

"teacher!"

Qin Feng already knew the rules of apprenticeship on Douluo Continent.

There is no need to kneel on both knees like in the previous life, with complicated etiquette. To establish a master-disciple relationship, you only need to bow to show respect.

Qin Feng didn't want to be too different and simply followed the local customs.

"Okay, if you have any difficulties in the future, just come and find me as your teacher."

"But I want to warn you in advance. If my master knows that you committed crimes in my name, I will kill you personally without anyone else doing it."

"Teacher, please rest assured, that day will never happen."

Qin Feng did not hesitate at all and replied in a sonorous and powerful voice,

He knew that he could not serve the country and the people like a great hero, but he would never be associated with a madman.

Chen Xin nodded with satisfaction, a hint of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

He values ​​Qin Feng from the bottom of his heart.

Strength, talent, and appearance are all excellent.

Although I can't tell much about his character now, from the answers just now and the swordsmanship displayed by the other party, there is a high probability that he is a kind person.

The sword will not lie.

Sometimes, a person's sword can perfectly reveal the character of the person wielding the sword.

However, some of Qin Feng's swords are just elegant and natural.

After Ning Rongrong heard that Qin Feng agreed to become a disciple, the smile on her face did not stop.

Seeing that Grandpa Jian finished communicating with the other party, he immediately put his arm around Qin Feng's neck and said.

"Qin Feng, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, you will tell me my name."

However, because of the height difference between the two, in the eyes of outsiders, Ning Rongrong seemed to be hanging on Qin Feng, extremely intimate.

When the daughter Nu Ning Fengzhi on the side saw this scene, she suddenly felt bad and her face darkened instantly.

Although the sect accepted a highly talented disciple, he was very happy.

But when he thought of his daughter's appearance of giving her for nothing, his heart ached and he shouted sharply.

"Rongrong, look at you, how can you look like a girl's family?"

"Furthermore, Qin Feng, you have become Uncle Jian's disciple, so according to the sect's rules, the two of us should be friends as equals."

"From now on, you can call him uncle..."

"I do not want it!"

Before Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, Ning Rongrong pushed him back, his face extremely determined.

What a joke!

She and Qin Feng are only two years apart, how could they have the nerve to shout out,

Thinking about that scene, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but shudder, no...

Absolutely not, I won’t even scream if I’m beaten to death.

"Rongrong, have you forgotten the etiquette I taught you?"

Ning Fengzhi said with a serious expression that he wanted to use this method to isolate the improper relationship between the two.

"No..." Ning Rongrong replied dejectedly. She didn't dare to say she had forgotten, otherwise her father would definitely punish her severely.

However, her depression did not last for a few seconds. She raised her head excitedly, turned to Gu Rong and said.

"Grandpa Bone, why don't I accept you as my teacher, so that my father can't control me."

Qin Feng: ...

Dust Heart: ...

Ning Fengzhi: ...

It's true that "a loving father and a filial daughter" actually want to go against the seniority.

Gu Rong's personality was different from others. Instead of being surprised, she said happily: "Okay, I have no objection."

"I have an opinion!"

Ning Fengzhi shouted with a dark face.

Are you kidding? He knows his daughter’s character too well.

If she really becomes a disciple, I'm afraid she won't even be able to speak as a father, and no one in the Qibao Glazed Sect will be able to suppress her.

By then, the entire sect would be in a state of panic due to her.

Seeing his daughter's appearance of resisting to the death, Ning Fengzhi felt extremely tired.

He waved his hands helplessly and said, "Forget it, you can shout whatever you want, as long as you don't engage in apprenticeship anymore."

"I knew that Daddy loved me the most."

Ning Rongrong stopped as soon as she felt good, put her arm around Ning Fengzhi and said, her face full of happiness.

Ning Fengzhi sighed softly in his heart, rubbed his daughter's hair and said:

"You should take Qin Feng to visit the sect first, and find him a room by the way. Your two grandfathers and I still have something to discuss."

"Okay." Ning Rongrong nodded quickly and responded without any hesitation, for fear that his father would regret it.

Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched twice, and he turned to look at Qin Fengdao.

"Since you have accepted Uncle Jian as your teacher, I will call you Xiaofeng from now on. Rongrong did something wrong, and I hope you can bear with it."

"Sect Master, you're welcome. I have always treated Rongrong as my own sister."

"Don't call me Sect Master, call me Uncle Ning."

Ning Fengzhi didn't want to be entangled in this title. Let's discuss it on our own terms.

If Qin Feng were to discuss friendship with his peers, he might not be embarrassed to shout out.

Of course Qin Feng also understood this truth and immediately respectfully called Uncle Ning.

Hearing this sincere cry, Ning Fengzhi immediately felt a little better, and his mentality towards Qin Feng was no longer as "hostile" as before.

He waved to the two of them and said, "Go ahead."

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong immediately took Qin Feng's wrist and said, "Come with me, Qin Feng, I will take you for a nice walk."

As the apple of the Qibao Glazed Sect, Ning Rongrong could not care about some small etiquette, but Qin Feng could not.

He smiled and said goodbye to a few people, and then followed Ning Rongrong's footsteps and walked down the mountain.