Leaving Jingyun City, I will not be able to come back for ten years!

If Ouyang Feng's previous proposal made Wei Changfeng excited, then the subsequent request immediately dispelled his hesitation.

After thinking for a while, Wei Changfeng leaned over to Ouyang Feng and said in a deep voice: "Thank you for your kindness, senior, please forgive me for not being able to agree!"

Because in Jingyun City, there are relatives who Wei Changfeng cannot give up. Although the soul of this body has been replaced, he once vowed to end the cause and effect brought by his predecessor.

Moreover, in Wei Changfeng's heart, he also regarded Murong Wan and his two sisters as his family!

They let Wei Changfeng, who was orphan in his previous life, truly experience the warmth of family affection.

“What a pity…”

Ouyang Feng was not surprised by Wei Changfeng's answer, but just sighed: "I have been alone for decades. I originally hoped that you would inherit the mantle, but now it seems a bit of a matter of course."

After a pause, he took out a thick book from his arms and handed it to Wei Changfeng: "Although you and I do not have the status of master and apprentice, you are half of my apprentice. This Ganyang Secret Book records my lifelong experience in practicing. I believe it should be helpful to you."

Wei Changfeng took it with both hands and looked at the handwriting on the cover. It was clearly that the writing was completed shortly after it was completed.

He was moved and leaned over again and bowed: "Disciple, thank you senior!"

Although Ouyang Feng taught Wei Changfeng the skills at the beginning because Wei Changfeng was able to treat his internal injuries.

However, in terms of teaching and teaching, Ouyang Feng is very attentive, knowing everything and not hiding his own personalities!

Moreover, this Ganyang Secret Book was undoubtedly specially written for Wei Changfeng.

There are really not many senior and teacher who can do this.

"As aged, I always want to leave something..."

Ouyang Feng smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I'm leaving, so you can do it yourself in the future."

Wei Changfeng was shocked: "Senior, let's leave now?"

Wei Changfeng still remembers Ouyang Feng's saying that he once vowed to guard the library and could not leave.

Ouyang Feng sneered: "If I don't leave, many people will not be able to sleep. The vows of that year have been completed. Some people are hoping that I will get out immediately so as to make room for them!"

He looked at Wei Changfeng and said meaningfully: "You deacon disciple, you can't be the one."

When he heard Ouyang Feng say he was leaving Jingyun Martial Arts Academy, Wei Changfeng knew that the tiger skin of the "Chief Deacon disciple" on him could no longer be worn.

Jingyun Martial Arts Court has two pavilions: The Punishment Hall, the Martial Arts Hall, the Qingyun Hall, the Jiange, and the Library Pavilion.

Both halls and pavilions are managed by masters and elders, with at least four or five deacons and more than a dozen disciples, which is a position where everyone wants to break their heads.

But the Library is an exception. There was no deacon disciple for a long time until Wei Changfeng appeared.

This is not because others don’t want to get in, but because Ouyang Feng’s reputation is too obvious.

Now Ouyang Feng is leaving. It is impossible for anyone to covet such a place with so much energy.

Wei Changfeng has no power and no power, and he has no super strength. It would be strange if he could still occupy the position of the deacon disciple!

"If you can't be it, you can't be it, and it's no big deal."

Wei Changfeng smiled and said, "If I don't rely on this identity, I can still gain a foothold in the Martial Arts Academy!"

Ouyang Feng nodded: "As a man, that's right!"

The crazy elder who was afraid of everyone in Jingyun Martial Arts Academy waved his hand and shouted in a deep voice: "You go!"

Wei Changfeng knew this farewell, and maybe they would never see each other again in this life, and he felt sad.

"Disciple wishes you a smooth journey ahead!"

He bowed to Ouyang Feng for the third time.

Ouyang Feng turned around and never spoke again.

Wei Changfeng stood up silently and left the library.

He had just walked out of the door of the library, and a large group of people came in front of him.

Walking in the front was an old man in purple robe. He was full of momentum, his gray-white hair was combed so greasy that it was visible, and his square face was arrogant.

Following the disciples of the upper yard, behind them are the more disciples of the lower yard.

All of these disciples of the Martial Arts Academy showed flattering smiles. They all bent down and looked respectful, and they walked with caution.

The visitor is not good!

Wei Changfeng felt a sudden heart and quietly made way.

Although he didn't know the other party, just looking at the pomp and momentum, this old man in purple robe must be one of the masters and elders of the Martial Arts Academy, otherwise these disciples from the upper and lower courts would not be so respectful.

At this time, a master brought someone to the library, and Wei Changfeng could think of the reason with his toes.

Therefore, in accordance with the principle that it is better to have less than more things, Wei Changfeng took the initiative to avoid it.

But unexpectedly, he still fell into the eyes of those who are interested.

A disciple from the upper courtyard suddenly came to the old man in purple robe and whispered a few words.

The old man in purple robe immediately turned his head and his eyes fell on Wei Changfeng, with a hint of disdain in his indifference.

Wei Changfeng frowned, knowing that his troubles were coming!

Sure enough, the old man in purple robe walked straight towards him, stopped a few feet away, raised his chin and asked proudly, "What kind of Wei Changfeng are you?"

"Wei Changfeng, this is the new elder of Wang Anshi, the library leader, and he still doesn't kneel down and salute!"

The disciple of the upper yard just now shouted with a disgusting smile on his face.

"Disciple Wei Changfeng, I have met Elder Wang!"

Wei Changfeng clasped his fists and bowed a little, and said lightly: "I wonder what the master has to teach you?"

Kneel down and salute? A joke! It's like playing him like a monkey.

The master of heaven and earth is close to the master, and the warrior has gold! Not to mention the master and elder, even if the master and elder are present in person, they don’t need to perform such a great gift, which will humiliate themselves in vain.

If he really kneels down, he will become the laughing stock of the entire martial arts academy tomorrow!

Wei Changfeng first remembered the appearance of this vicious disciple in his yard.

The latter was swept by his eyes, and a chill appeared in his heart, and he unnaturally looked away.

Wang Anshi said: "I heard that you are very rebellious, you don't know the magnanimity of your own, and you don't know the magnanimity of your own. Today, I saw this, the chief of the Library..."

"Disciples know that they are talented and knowledgeable, and they dare not take on the important task of being a deacon disciple..."

Wei Changfeng interrupted his scolding and handed over his deacon disciple's nameplate: "Please ask the master to ask for another Gao Ming!"

Instead of letting the other party forcefully deprive it, it is better to quit voluntarily to show your attitude.

Wang Anshi's words were immediately bet on his mouth, and his old face couldn't help but turn red.

As a master elder, he forced the title of a disciple of the lower court when he came up, which was definitely not a glorious thing, so he had to give Wei Changfeng a hat of ignorance in advance.

But I didn't expect Wei Changfeng to react so quickly, so he took the initiative to resign.

Moreover, Wei Changfeng’s reason for taking his own initiative was that he was "not talented and shallow in his knowledge", not that he was much more serious in nature and "ignorant of the ranks and inferiors"!

This made Wang Anshi very unhappy, but he couldn't say that Wei Changfeng did this wrong.

"Take it over!"

Another disciple of the Upper Court, who was also following Wang Anshi, couldn't help it. He stepped forward impatiently and grabbed the nameplate in Wei Changfeng's hand.

Then he turned around and respectfully presented the nameplate to Wang Anshi with both hands: "Peace Master..."

Wang Anshi nodded and said lightly: "Give it to you!"

The disciple of the upper courtyard was immediately overjoyed and immediately bowed and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Master, I will devote myself to my efforts and work hard for the library!"

Several other disciples from the upper yard next to him immediately looked jealous, especially those disciples from the lower yard behind him, who were even more jealous and bleeding!

This is the disciple of the Chief Deacon of the Library!

Of course, several disciples from the Upper Court who followed him received the title of deacon disciple, but there is still a certain difference between the chief and the non-chief. They all regretted that they had reacted too slowly just now and missed a good thing in vain.

Wang Anshi's eyes fell on Wei Changfeng again and asked, "Starting today, I will be in charge of the library. Do you come out of it? Do you have anything to carry?"

Wei Changfeng, who was about to leave, was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Disciple did not take anything from the Library!"

"You don't count..."

Wang Anshi showed a slight smile: "I can only feel at ease after searching. This is also the rule of the Library!"

"Yes, yes! You need to search!"

"I think this kid is thief-headed and must have stole a lot of magical secrets!"

"He has been in the library for almost a month. I don't know how many good things he has hidden, so he has to spit it out!"

"Take off his clothes!"

Several disciples from the upper courtyard shouted in understanding and showed bad intentions to Wei Changfeng.

Wei Changfeng finally understood that the elder master was deliberately trying to find fault with him, and even if he had nothing to do, he had to do something and humiliate him and attack him!

The anger in his heart rose up, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
To be continued...