Since Zheng Linran promised the marriage, Zheng Feixian treated her as much as she used to love her. She did not blame her for being like her daughter, but only considered the matter of Shenwu Raid.

When the disciple outside the door reported that Elder Qiuye was back, Zheng Feixian hurriedly said.

Elder Four Seasons of Feixian Sect is only under the sect leader, and Elder Qiuye is the youngest among the four elders, with the highest martial arts cultivation, and a genius with extraordinary talent and energy. Now he is only twenty-two years old, but he has been studying under Zheng Feixian for eighteen years. He has experienced many dangerous wars since he was a child. At the age of eight, he has started to lift his sword and participate in the battle with his fellow disciples.

It is very prestigious in Feixian Sect. The other three of the Elders of Four Seasons are more than ten years older than Qiuye, but they have no objection to her decision to serve as the elder. Unfortunately, Qiuye is an orphan. If she was a relative of the royal family of Zheng Kingdom and had a slightly normal temperament, she would definitely be the best choice for the successor of the Sect Master Feixian.

Whenever Zheng Feixian thinks of this disciple, he can't help but sigh. Because of her strange temperament, he deeply feels that Qiuye's temperament is so inseparable from her master.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door was pushed open rudely and violently, and it made a bang.

The wind outside the door blew into the room with a strong smell of alcohol, and there was an unusually strong fragrance. A dark red shadow flashed in faster than the wind, and stood in front of Zheng Feixian in an instant. Her face was thin, her figure was curved and outstanding, and her melon-shaped face was paired with eyes on the phoenix, but it was a bit blurry and hazy, as if drunk. The disciples of the Feixian Sect were all rigorous in their demeanor, and they were always neatly combed. The autumn leaves that came in disheveled their hair, and although their hair was washed clean, it was quite contrary to the style of Feixian Sect's world's largest sect. She looked at Zheng Feixian without any respect.

The leader of Feixian Sect sighed.

"Can you drink less!"

Qiuye just took the flat wine pot and took another sip on her back, and said lazily, "Master, don't care about the disciple's practice method."

Zheng Feixian didn't care about her. She was really used to her virtues. She had beaten, scolded, warned and threatened her. The disciples adopted and taught since childhood have experienced so many dangers and dangers. In fact, feelings are like mother and daughter, so how can they really bear to drive her away? Besides, they understand why Qiuye is like this, so they can't bear to punish them too much and force them too much.

"How can I rest assured that you will be the master of the Shenwu Race!"

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely win." Qiuye did not show any tension about this important task, nor was she flattered and cautious. She was as indifferent as if she was just letting her cook.

"Take it seriously! The Shenwu Challenge has a great relationship. Originally, the master wanted to fight in person, but the martial arts of the master were already powerful in the world, even if you win, it was just natural. It was of course. It had no effect on improving the reputation of the Feixian Sect and demonstrating the martial arts of the Zheng State; secondly, many people were afraid of fighting as their masters, fearing that they would lose their reputation after the battle, and they were worried about it. If these people with identities did not come to power, the value of the Shenwu Challenge would be greatly reduced. Therefore, it was decided that you would fight. In terms of identity, you are the elder of the Four Seasons of Feixian Sect, and it would not humiliate their reputation when they faced the master of the world. Once they defeated the masters of the world and won the top leader, others would say that Feixian Sect has more than one number one in the world, and Zheng State has more than one martial master."

"Don't worry, Master, I'm afraid that many people will not dare to go to the stage if their disciples go to war."

"After that being said, they are people with status after all. If you represent the Feixian Sect, they still dare not come to power, how can they explain to the people in the world? They can be better than to avoid the battle with the teacher, and others will not make fun of it. But they can't say such words to you. When riding a tiger is in a difficult situation, they can only go on stage to compete. And you don't have to keep your hands and care about their faces. No matter who he is, they can defeat them, the more ugly they look! The ugly the more the face of Zheng State and this sect!"

Zheng Feixian explained and asked her how the autumn hall was. After hearing that everything was good, he asked, "How is the recent progress of July's cultivation?"

"good."

"Teach her more if you have free time. That child is as qualified as you and needs to be trained. After finishing the Shenwu Champions League, he will teach her personally. As for you, the other teachers are very relieved. I hope you don't teach her weird temperament and don't teach her the hobby of being greedy!"

After Zheng Feixian said that, he waited for a while and did not hear Qiuye's answer, and then said angrily, "Did you hear me?"

Qiuye drank indifferently and said, "July month has already taken away three wine pots for his disciples..."

"You...!" Zheng Feixian was extremely angry, but he knew that it was useless to get angry at this point. However, Qiuye still said indifferently, "Now Junior Sister July drinks every day, no longer drinks less than her disciples. She also said that she wants to learn the disciple's unique method of practicing martial arts..."

"Get out!" Zheng Feixian was afraid that he would be unable to help but beat her if he continued to listen, so he angrily drove her away. Seeing Qiuye walking out with wine on his back, he warned, "If you dare to teach her the wrong way of practicing martial arts, break your legs!"

Qiuye stood up and turned around and said indifferently, "Disciple has taught her."

"You...!" Zheng Feixian almost fell out of breath, gasped for a while, waved his hand to signal Qiuye to retreat and said, "Call July for me!"

A moment later, July was called, and a dark silver patterned flat wine pot hanging on his waist was indeed hung on his waist.

Zheng Feixian was so angry that she was so angry that she asked her how she practiced her recently. After hearing the answer from July, she shouted loudly, "Didn't you learn Elder Qiuye's practice method!"

July hurriedly said, "Although I learned it, I think Elder Qiuye's practice method is bizarre and weird, so I have never practiced it."

Zheng Feixian calmed down and told her not to practice martial arts like autumn leaves. She also said that she would drink less and if she dared to get drunk, she would pull her to beat the board again.

July nodded repeatedly and agreed not to get drunk. Then he was released.

In the pavilion far away, Qiuye leaned against the railing of the pavilion and waited. When July passed, he said, "Master, don't allow me to learn your skills. Anyway, I think the elder's method is bizarre and unwilling to learn it. But the elder wants to teach me the unique skill of being hit by a big palm seven times without being hurt!"

"There is nothing to learn. Even though the Great Palm is powerful, it is not as powerful as the master's palm power. Anyone who is hit by the Master's palm power hundreds of thousands of times without dying will not care about being hit by the Great Palm for a few consecutive strokes."

"Then the elders will hit me with the power of the ten directions and ninety-five masters. After hitting them hundreds of thousands of times, they will be able to have the power of the elders' success!"

"Really need to practice?"

"Yeah, I won't be afraid of being beaten after I know this."
Chapter completed!