Now let alone Feng Bingwen himself who wants to change his sect, even if his master says he no longer wants this disciple, there will still be a group of immortals rushing to take him.

"Tianjian Dao, master, if you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten that I still have another chance to go to the Tianjian Stele Forest to learn enlightenment. I will go in if I have the opportunity in the future!"

"The Heavenly Sword Stele Forest is indeed a good place, but if you want to get enough benefits from it, I advise you to wait until you reach a higher level before going there. With your current cultivation level, you won't be able to comprehend much."

"Understood."

Feng Bingwen naturally would not ignore the master's suggestion. However, just when he was about to say thanks,

"Well, you can go back now!"

"What are you doing? You called me over and you just took action and tested me once?"

Feng Bingwen grinned.

"Otherwise? I want to verify whether my disciple's practice is solid. Is there any problem with this?"

"No, your chief founding disciple, that is, me, has now successfully formed a golden elixir. As a master, shouldn't you reward me with a few immortal weapons? To encourage me to practice hard."

Feng Bingwen was naturally unwilling to go back like this. It would have been fine if his master was just a poor ascetic Taoist monk, but his background, even if he traveled through the world, there were few who could be stronger than him.

To put it bluntly, his master is so rich that if you pluck out a hair, it will be thicker than his thigh. If you just throw it away, it will be an immortal weapon. As a disciple, if you can't scrape a few ounces of oil from such a master,

It would be too regretful for the master-disciple relationship between them.

"Practice hard?"

Zhao Junxian was also a little surprised by Feng Bingwen's words. At first, the boy gave him the impression that he was kind-hearted and cautious, but now, he only felt that the disciple he had accepted was not ordinary thick-skinned.

"Have you ever worked hard?"

"all the time!"

Feng Bingwen has no guilty conscience and is confident and confident.

"..."

The young Taoist was so thick-skinned that even the son of an immortal fell silent for a moment, not knowing how to reprimand him.

"Master, please tell me something. My disciple, I have made a breakthrough in my practice. As a master, I should reward you with a few treasures to encourage you. You can't just send me away. This doesn't make sense.

!”

Feng Bingwen worked tirelessly and persevered, and even though he was here, he should bring something back with him, otherwise it would be a big loss.

"What do you want?"

Although this disciple was very thick-skinned, Zhao Junxian thought about it and felt that what he said made sense.

"Immortal weapons, master, you can give me as many as ten or eight as you see fit, I won't be too many!"

"Ten Immortal Weapons? You value me too much as a teacher. In this case, I will send you to the cave controlled by my father. There are more than ten Immortal Weapons there. If you have the ability, feel free to take them away. But when the time comes, don't forget

I’ll give you a few pieces of Fenrun as my teacher!”

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Chapter completed!