I have a devouring system for spiritual energy recovery

Although Qiu Lingfeng's words were not loud.

But it was clearly heard by everyone present.

Many disciples present had no doubt that Qiu Lingfeng, the "powerful master of the immortal realm", would accept Nan Yang as his disciple.

Because Nanyang's battle performance just now was beyond everyone's expectations.

"That great master of the Immortal Realm actually accepted Nan Yang as his disciple!"

"Senior Sister Nanyang is so lucky, isn't she?"

"Lucky? You win it by strength. If it's just luck, why don't you be accepted as a disciple of the immortal realm?"

"Sigh...I really regret not having a good relationship with Senior Sister Nanyang now. If I had known, I would have pursued her."

"Chasing her? You say it as if Senior Sister Nanyang can take a liking to you."

"That's right! Senior Sister Nanyang is so strong, why does she need the pursuit of a weakling?"

The remaining disciples of Chiyue Sword Academy looked at Nan Yang's figure on the stage, full of envy, and they communicated cautiously.

The senior officials of Chiyue Sword Academy were no longer calm at this time.

Because they really didn't expect that Nan Yang could actually be accepted as a disciple by the great master of the Immortal Realm!

And he is also the fifth disciple!

Doesn't this mean that there are three perverted guys like Chi Wu on Qiu Lingfeng's side?

Moreover, this Chi Wu was obviously not ranked very high. Maybe he was the weakest among Qiu Lingfeng's many disciples.

After hearing these words, Nan Yang herself was slightly stunned, and then she was flattered and said:

"Thank you very much...Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"

Nan Yang hardly hesitated, kneeling on the ground decisively, and kowtowed to Qiu Lingfeng.

Qiu Lingfeng's forehead darkened when he saw Nan Yang's anxious look, but he didn't care.

As for the apprenticeship ceremony, you can make up for it later.

It’s better to accept Nan Yang as his disciple first.

"Well, get up."

Qiu Lingfeng nodded pretending to be profound.

Then, Qiu Lingfeng made a move.

Another eighth-grade spiritual weapon sword on the stage flew into Qiu Lingfeng's hand.

"Om-!"

The next second, Qiu Lingfeng's magic power shook.

This eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword also made a buzzing sound and burst into bright light.

"These two eighth-grade spiritual weapon long swords are given to you as a gift to meet your master."

Qiu Lingfeng handed the eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword to Nan Yang.

Nan Yang now has an eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword in his left hand and an eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword in his right hand.

Nan Yang held the two eighth-grade spiritual weapon long swords in her hands. At this moment, she felt that everything was beautiful and unreal.

"Thank you Master!"

Nan Yang said excitedly.

"hiss......!"

The many disciples of Chiyue Sword Academy and the senior officials who were watching were all shocked by Qiu Lingfeng's generous handwriting.

Because, from top to bottom, their Chiyue Sword Academy couldn't produce an eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword!

After Nan Yang became Qiu Lingfeng's apprentice, he directly owned two eighth-grade spiritual weapon long swords.

How could this not make the surrounding onlookers feel envious and gasp?

"Ah."

Qiu Lingfeng nodded.

Then, with a turn of his hand, another eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword appeared in his hand.

The people around were completely dumbfounded when they saw this scene.

isn't it?

Why does Qiu Lingfeng still have an eighth-grade spiritual weapon, a long sword?

How many eighth-grade swords does Qiu Lingfeng have?

When did the eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword become such a worthless commodity?

In an instant, the heads of everyone around him were completely short-circuited.

Because Qiu Lingfeng's financial resources seemed to be far beyond their imagination.

After taking out the new eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword, Qiu Lingfeng walked towards Chi Wu who was unconscious on the ground.

"live."

Qiu Lingfeng shouted low, and the eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword in his hand was also coated with a layer of lines formed by the condensed power of recovery.

This is the breath pattern!

Qiu Lingfeng walked up to Chi Wu and thrust out his sword.

The long sword plunged directly into Chi Wu's chest.

"what!"

The next second, Chi Wu woke up from the severe pain in his chest and couldn't help but howl in pain.

When everyone around saw this scene, their scalps couldn't help but feel numb.

At the same time, they were also curious about what Qiu Lingfeng was doing now.

Could it be that Chi Wu was going to be killed because he had accepted a new disciple, Nan Yang?

But, just when they were still wondering.

The aura on Chi Wu's body became stronger and stronger, and finally returned to its original state.

After that, Qiu Lingfeng took out the eighth-grade spiritual weapon long sword inserted in Chi Wu's chest and threw it into Chi Wu's hand.

"Take this sword and keep fighting."

Qiu Lingfeng said lazily.

At this time, Chi Wu, after being stabbed by Qiu Lingfeng, not only did not suffer any injuries, but actually recovered to his original state!

This scene really dumbfounded everyone around.

Because they have never seen such an outrageous scene!

Kneading numbness, hitting someone with a sword can help the person recover?

Capitalizing on the enemy? Is this it?

"hiss......"

Chi Wu rubbed the place on his chest where the sword had just pierced him. Now his injury had returned to its original state.

So Chi Wu didn't touch the wound.

However, he was also confused.

Qiu Lingfeng had clearly stabbed him just now, so why did his injuries recover?

And forget it, now that the strength in Chi Wu's body has been replenished, he is fully capable of continuing to fight.

"Yes, Master."

However, Chi Wu didn't wonder for long before he nodded and got up from the ground.

After seeing Chi Wu stand up again, Qiu Lingfeng also flew to the high platform with Nan Yang.

Qiu Lingfeng sat back in his seat.

Nan Yang, the young disciple he had just accepted, was standing on one side slightly uneasy, very nervous.

"Relax."

Qiu Lingfeng looked at Nan Yang, who looked anxious, and said with a kind smile.

"Yes." Nanyang nodded lightly, and at the same time she felt uncomfortable on her face.

It was probably because of the high temperature in the battle with Chi Wu just now that the human skin mask on her face was damaged.

But now that Qiu Lingfeng was right in front of him, Nan Yang couldn't check his mask.

"You can go back to your place first and pack your things."

Qiu Lingfeng glanced at Nanyang and said.

Upon hearing this, Nan Yang decisively agreed and hurried back to his dormitory.

Seeing Nan Yang walking away, Liu Er leaned over and asked strangely:

"Master, I always feel that your new apprentice's face looks like..."

Before Liu Er finished speaking, she was interrupted by Qiu Lingfeng's voice transmission:

"Well, she wears a mask of disguise."

Qiu Lingfeng had already seen through Nanyang's disguise through the perspective function of "appraisal".

Hearing this, Liu'er also showed a somewhat surprised expression.

At the same time, she was even more convinced that Qiu Lingfeng's cultivation level had definitely reached the realm of immortality!

Otherwise, how could Qiu Lingfeng see through Nanyang's disguise so easily?