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Xiao Feng, who always called himself "young master", saw that those playboys had not left yet after eating and drinking.

He waved his hands impatiently: "Get lost, get lost, don't get in my way, get lost!"

Unexpectedly, those people suddenly knelt down, calling Xiaofeng "Immortal".

They also asked Xiaofeng to teach them magic.

Xiao Feng's eyes turned and he thought: "Master has gone to see Ba ​​Xia, and I don't know when he will come back? I can't just leave casually... It seems like it would be nice to take in a few younger brothers to treat me to food and drink?"

So he squinted his eyes and said, "I can teach you, but training depends on talent. If you don't have talent, you can only learn some boxing and kicking skills at most. But even if it's boxing and kicking skills, you are better than ordinary people."

So the dandy young men knelt there and called Xiao Feng, "Master!"

Xiao Feng raised his hand hurriedly to stop him: "Don't yell! Our sect has an unwritten rule that you can't just call me Master casually, but you have to treat me like a Master, showing all the respect and honor that you should show! Do you understand?"

A playboy asked cautiously, "What is the name of our sect?"

"What's it called?" Xiao Feng thought for a long time but couldn't come up with an idea. He then remembered that Yu Beiming would occasionally take him to Shoulong Mountain for retreat, so that should be the location of the sect.

Xiao Feng said loudly: "Let's call him Shou Long Shan! A righteous man who drives away evil spirits and protects world peace! Of course, the benefits should not be less. Do you understand?"

Yu Beiming had been in the mountain for a hundred years, and Xiaofeng had also been waiting at the foot of the mountain for a full hundred years.

Although he has never left during this hundred years, he seems to have done a lot of things.

The five playboys who were accepted back then eventually became the heads of their respective families, and they also accepted many apprentices and disciples.

Xiaofeng's days were also particularly comfortable, with someone special to provide and serve him food and drink.

Those family heads who are very powerful outside would come to visit regularly several times a year to report on the situation of their disciples.

One day, when Xiao Feng was giving a lecture to a few gray-haired "little brothers", he suddenly sensed something, his face lit up, and he said:

"Master is coming out, I can sense him! Master has a weird temper and doesn't like to establish a sect. Quick, all of you, get out of here!"

One of the younger brothers asked, "Your master is our ancestor, why can't we meet him?"

Xiao Feng said anxiously, "You know nothing! Master took me in because he thought I was homeless. With all of you guys here, do I still look like a homeless, pitiful little orphan? What if Master drives me away?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get out of here!"

"The pavilion has been demolished! All the furniture, food, and wine must be taken away! Not a single trace can be left behind!"

So the gathering place that originally housed hundreds of people was cleared away in an instant, even the tire marks were not forgotten to be swept away.

Xiao Feng pretended to sit on a big rock, sighing with a sad face: "Master, it's been a hundred years, when will you come back? If you wait any longer, I will become a Master-Looking Stone!"

At the end of the valley, a handsome man in black clothes walked slowly over. He saw Xiaofeng waiting for him from afar and vaguely heard Xiaofeng's sigh.

Yu Beiming's expression was slightly moved, and he flashed in front of Xiaofeng.

"Xiaofeng, have you been waiting for me?"

There were still a few dead leaves on Xiao Feng's head, and his eyes were a bit dazed: "Master...Uncle, I am not dreaming, am I? You are really back? Woo woo...I thought I would never see you again!"

Even a heartless person would be moved by this scene, let alone Yu Beiming who values ​​friendship and loyalty?

He still treated Xiaofeng like a child, looking at her with the kind eyes of an old father: "Xiaofeng, you are hundreds of years old, why are you still as innocent as a child? When will you grow up?"

Xiao Feng cried and laughed at the same time: "As long as you let me follow you, I will always be a child! No matter how prosperous and powerful the world is, it is not as important as Master. Master, can I call you Master?"

Yu Beiming really wanted to agree, but he felt more sad in his heart.

He was a lonely and helpless person all his life. He lost his mother at birth, killed his father with his own hands, and his beloved also left him.

All those who loved him and those he loved, ended up with a bad ending.

Although he had never acknowledged Xiaofeng as his apprentice, they had depended on each other over the years. Although they were master and apprentice, they were actually more like father and son.

He didn't want to cling to status, fearing that he would be cursed by fate again and would implicate Xiaofeng.

He was even more afraid that one day, when he found Sang Feiwan and left with her, he would be bound by the relationship between master and disciple.

"You should just call me uncle."

Xiao Feng was a little disappointed, but he soon smiled again, and his tone became a little nonchalant:

"Hey, I'm just kidding! If you don't want to agree, then don't agree. Why are you frowning? Uncle, when you frown, you instantly look dozens of years older! Haha~"

"Uncle, is there really a Baxia in that mountain? What does the legendary beast look like? Tell me about it!"

"Uncle, are you hungry? I'll take you out for dinner. Hey, I've been waiting for you for the past hundred years, sleeping in the open air and haven't had a full meal. I don't care, you have to treat me to a good meal!"

Yu Beiming felt distressed when he heard this: "Silly child, you don't have to sleep outdoors while waiting for me. Leave a mark for me, and I will come to find you when I get out."

Xiao Feng laughed innocently, "I'm just afraid that you might get into a fight with the beasts in the mountains and I'll have to help you. So I dare not leave for a moment. If you're hungry, you can dig up some wild vegetables and pick some wild fruits. If you're thirsty, you can drink some water from the ditch."

"Xiaofeng, you've suffered. Oh, no, I think you've gained some weight."

"Fat...fat? That's impossible! I'm hungry every day, how can I be fat? I must be swollen from hunger! Uncle, I'm so hungry now that I can eat a cow!"

Sang Feiwan witnessed everything from afar and found it a little funny: "Bei Ming, you were fooled by such a poor excuse? Was Xiao Feng pretending to be too good, or did you trust him too much? Or is it that your IQ has dropped?"

Yu Beiming chuckled: "Intelligence and scheming are for dealing with outsiders. I was just worried about the child at the time, so I didn't delve into the loopholes in his words. But it's good this way, at least Xiaofeng didn't really have to sleep in the open."

Many years later, the master and disciple continued to travel around the world.

Yu Beiming continued to catch demons and exorcise evil spirits, working hard to make money to support Xiaofeng.

He just didn't know why, but the outside world had become something he was not used to.

Wherever they went, there were always local dignitaries who invited them to eat and stay with them for various reasons. Some even gave them money for free, using a variety of reasons:

"It's my master's 99th birthday, so I'm randomly inviting the 100th and th passersby who pass by my house to stay for three days."

"My wife prayed for the young master of our family and gave away one hundred taels of gold to the person wearing black clothes, because black represents nobility. What? You don't want it? If you don't want it, you are looking down on our wife!"

"My old master dreamed of an immortal coming to his house. What a coincidence that immortal looks like you. Please come in."

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