Ning Fengzhi becomes Li Qingshan's disciple! Dugu Bo fiercely defends the Herb Garden!

Li Qingshan put down his teacup, looked at Ning Fengzhi, and smiled:

"Besides talent, one must also consider character. Is one willing to learn? Can one listen to advice? And if one makes a mistake, is one willing to correct it?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded slowly, then asked, "Do all the disciples in Your Majesty's sect need to be by your side at all times?"

"No need for that. As your teacher, you will arrange what you should learn based on your current cultivation level. If you already have your own affairs, you don't need to abandon them all just to become a disciple."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's expression visibly relaxed, and he said, "So, Your Majesty won't interfere with Mr. Dugu's daily care of his household affairs?"

Upon hearing this, Dugu Bo looked up at him and said, "Xin'er still needs recuperation. Not only did the teacher not urge me, but he also personally arranged his medication."

After listening, Ning Fengzhi slowly nodded, as if he wanted to ask something else.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a glance. By this point, who couldn't understand Ning Fengzhi's meaning?

However, since the other party had just taken over as sect leader, they shouldn't have made this statement clear to everyone.

Li Qingshan also had a plan in mind, but he didn't urge Ning Fengzhi to continue.

After a moment, Ning Fengzhi put down his teacup and said seriously:

"Your Majesty, Feng Zhi has only been in charge of the sect for a short time, and lately, in handling affairs, he often feels that his knowledge is limited."

"Especially in the path of cultivation, although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has family-inherited experience, the younger generation is unwilling to give up on the path that our predecessors failed to traverse."

Li Qingshan nodded slightly.

It's a good thing that you have this idea.

Ning Fengzhi paused for a moment, then said, "If I encounter anything I don't understand in the future, I wonder if I could often consult Your Majesty?"

"Of course." Li Qingshan agreed readily, Ning Fengzhi unsure of what to say next.

Seeking advice casually is ultimately different from truly becoming a disciple.

However, as the sect leader, he worried that speaking rashly would make him appear eager to curry favor with the other party simply because he had witnessed their strength.

As he was carefully choosing his words, Dust Sword Lord, who was beside him, suddenly put down his teacup and said with a smile, "Sect Master Ning, let me make your question clearer for you."

The old man looked at him, his tone devoid of mockery.

"Do you wish to ask Young Friend Li for occasional guidance, or do you wish to formally become his disciple?"

The hall fell silent immediately.

Ning Fengzhi raised his head and met Dust Sword Lord's gaze. After a moment, he finally stood up.

"It's the latter."

Now that the matter was out in the open, he made no further attempt to conceal it. "Feng Zhi was hesitant to speak frankly due to his status, and I apologize for making you all laugh."

He turned to Li Qingshan and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Your Majesty, I wish to become your disciple. However, I cannot completely relinquish my duties within the sect, and there will inevitably be some entanglements in the future. That is why I asked a few more questions."

If you feel uncomfortable, Fengzhi will not force you.

Li Qingshan also stood up and said:

"As the sect leader, you are unwilling to easily shirk your responsibilities. What's wrong with that?"

Ning Fengzhi's expression shifted slightly.

Li Qingshan continued, "I choose disciples based on their character. Your management of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect does not conflict with your cultivation with me."

"However, once you've entered the sect, I won't hold back on pointing out any areas for improvement in your cultivation, just because you're the sect leader."

Ning Fengzhi nodded solemnly.

"Since one is seeking knowledge, one should naturally be willing to receive instruction."

Li Qingshan looked at him and finally smiled.

"Alright. Then I'll accept you as my disciple."

A look of joy flashed in Ning Fengzhi's eyes. He then straightened his robes and, in front of everyone, solemnly performed the apprenticeship ceremony.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong exchanged a smile. Dust Sword Lord picked up his teacup, gazing at the scene before him, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

At the same time.

The original Douluo Continent, is set outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

"Dad?!"

Tang San gazed at the figure wielding the hammer amidst the steaming mist, and unconsciously took a step forward.

Zhao Wuji immediately grabbed his shoulder and reminded him:

Don't go there!

No sooner had he finished speaking than a piece of gravel pierced through the Poison Miasma and crashed heavily several feet away. Tang San stopped abruptly and realized that the surrounding vegetation had been bent and twisted by the aftershocks of the battle.

Flender's expression turned grave. He gestured for everyone to retreat behind the rocks. "There are Titled Douluo inside. If you go in now, you'll only distract him!"

Tang San clenched his fists and ultimately did not take another step forward.

In the Mountain Valley, Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer fell once more!

The Golden Petals in Yue Guan collapsed one after another, Gui Mei a cloud of black mist swept in from the side, diverting the remaining hammer force towards the mountain wall.

"Boom!"

The rocks exploded, and the two men retreated simultaneously.

Tang Hao did not rashly chase into the black mist, but instead crossed the hammer handle and stood in front of Ning Fengzhi and Dugu Bo again.

The pagoda in Ning Fengzhi's palm lit up, and another beam of colorful light fell on him.

"Your His Excellency Haotian, please hold them off for a moment longer!"

Dugu Bo took the opportunity to regulate his breathing, but his eyes remained fixed on Yue Guan. He had been suppressed by the two of them earlier, and had almost allowed the Gui Mei to get behind him several times. He was already full of anger.

Now that someone is blocking the front, the emerald Green Poison Mist quietly spreads along the rock wall, sealing off the Gui Mei's path.

In mid-air, Bibi Dong noticed the changes below, and her expression grew increasingly grim.

Originally, as long as Ju Gui defeated Dugu Bo, Ning Fengzhi would not be able to continue his steady growth. But with Tang Hao's arrival, this weakness was patched up again!

She suddenly swung her spider legs, forcing Chen Xin back, and then swooped down!

The target was none other than Ning Fengzhi, who was holding the pagoda!

"Want to go on?"

Yu Yuanzhen roared angrily, and a dragon claw Entanglement Thunder slammed down from the side.

Bibi Dong raised her spider legs to block the dragon's claws, but the Seven Kill Sword followed closely behind, its blade grazing the purplish-black carapace and sparking a burst of fire!

She had to grow taller again.

Chen Xin didn't chase too far, maintaining her position, and she and Yu Yuanzhen remained on either side of her, blocking her way.

The three Soul Power collided once more, causing the water vapor above the Mountain Valley to disperse with a roar!

The people on the outside finally got a brief glimpse of what was happening inside the valley.

The people from the Elephant Armor Sect stopped on the slope, and the several Soul Masters who had originally planned to enter the valley all stopped in their tracks.

An old man from the Wind Sword Sect, gripping his sword hilt, changed his expression upon seeing the Seven Kill Sword in the air.

Such a struggle is far beyond their control.

"Is that the Immortal Herbs over there?" A disciple from a minor sect stared at the herbs by the spring, his voice still tinged with eagerness.

But the elder beside him immediately pulled him back.

"You have to be alive to see it, and you also have to be alive to take it!"

Standing at the back of the crowd, Yu Xiaogang looked past the Poison Miasma and saw Yu Yuanzhen heading towards Bibi Dong again. His expression gradually became complicated.

He hadn't expected his father to come, and then he remembered the Nine-Grade Purple Ganoderma mentioned in the Sky Screen. His heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't help but look towards the Herb Garden again.

Just then, Dugu Bo roar came from the valley!

"Keep an eye on the bottom, everyone!"

A golden blade, out of control, was deflected by the hammer's force and flew towards the spring. Dugu Bo, unable to give chase, unleashed a burst of emerald light, barely managing to block it!

The flower blade shattered, and a few broken leaves fell with the wind.

Dugu Bo stared at the slashed soil at his feet, his face ashen. He thought to himself, "If this continues, even if we manage to protect the Herb Garden in the end, how many intact herbs will be left?"

He suddenly looked up, his voice echoing throughout the Mountain Valley.

"You're fighting over Immortal Herbs! If you destroy this place, no one will get a single one!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's gaze also darkened. He looked at the still intact Aromatic Silk Beauty by the spring and finally spoke:

"Your His Holiness the Pope, after all this fighting, do you still think the Spirit Hall can take this place for themselves?"