Chapter 787 My Name Is Xia Wenwen, I Am Determined to Be a Female Man

Boom!

Ye Feng is still transcending the tribulation.

He has not yet activated the ultimate formation, but just adjusted this thunder tribulation to the limit state under the normal state of the Thunder Hall, but it is also more terrifying than the four-turn quasi-saint thunder tribulation.

Ye Feng was bathed in endless thunder.

He could feel that his physical body was strengthening, and the fanatical power within him was also increasing.

Theoretically, the fanatical power is 14 times stronger than the power of the sun god.

But now.

The calamity has not yet ended, and the source of thunder has not been absorbed in the thunder pool. The fanatical power has been 17 times stronger than the power of the sun god.

And, it's still getting stronger.

This is the benefit of enhancing the power of thunder tribulation!

"Becoming a god is a great opportunity for me."

Ye Feng couldn't help sighing.

If he hadn't become the God of Thunder Temple and obtained the authority to adjust the power of thunder tribulation, how could he have given himself up?

Because every time he crosses the calamity, he can absorb several times more energy than the same rank. After several accumulations, his foundation is so strong that it is unmatched by the same rank.

After half an hour.

Ye Feng survived the thunder tribulation and entered the thunder pool to soak in, absorb the source of thunder, and consolidate his cultivation.

Another half day passed.

Ye Feng walked out of the Thunder Hall.

Right now, he has successfully consolidated the cultivation of the third-rank quasi-sage, and with a random blow, he can suppress the fourth-rank quasi-sage.

Even if it is false heaven, he is not afraid.

"Now, just relying on the fanatical power, I should be able to deal with the Holy Land once or twice."

Ye Feng smiled.

If you use the power of the flesh again, it will not be difficult to crush and enter the holy.

Bowing his head, Ye Feng saw Xia Wenwen and the incarnation of the ancient sage of the blazing sun above the White Floating City.

At this time, Liu Feng also discovered the ancient sage of the hot sun.

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The top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng, the incarnation of the ancient saint of the sun, Xia Wenwen, and Liu Feng sat around a bamboo table.

"Hello Master Ye!"

Xia Wenwen suddenly stood up, knelt down towards Ye Feng, and kowtowed nine times in a row.

puff!

Hearing the three words "Master Ye", Ye Feng spit out the tea in his mouth on the spot, and sprinkled the face of the ancient sage of the hot sun.

"I... am I calling the wrong thing?"

Xia Wenwen was a little flustered.

"No, anyway... don't call me Master Ye, it always sounds weird." Ye Feng waved his hand.

The incarnation of the ancient sage of the hot sun wiped the tea on his face and said expressionlessly:

"Ye Zhangmen, this is my direct descendant, named Xia Wenwen, seven years old this year, the root bone of the saint, the body of the flower fairy, the aptitude can be called the top."

"She wants to worship you as a teacher, but what do you think?"

When he spoke, the Old Sage of Jiaoyang was very proud.

Whether it is a holy root bone or a flower fairy body, getting one of them is the best.

In the past, this is the qualification that must be sanctified.

And Xia Wenwen has both, as long as he does not die in the middle, it will not be difficult to become a saint in the future.

It can be said that she is the hope of the sunshine world.

"You really want to worship me as your teacher?"

Ye Feng sat on the ground, looked at Xia Wenwen, who was less than one meter tall, and asked seriously.

"My ancestor said that you are only a little weaker than him, so let me worship you as my teacher."

Xia Wenwen looked shy and honest.

"Oh, so that's the case!" Ye Feng looked suddenly realized.

puff!

The incarnation of the ancient sage of the hot sun on the side was drinking tea. After listening to Xia Wenwen's revelations, he sprayed tea on the spot and sprinkled it all on the face of the protector Liu Feng.

Embarrassing, so embarrassing!

Is this still my sweet little padded jacket?

Do not!

This special meow is my little grandfather!

Jiaoyang Gushenghua kept complaining in his body and mind, and had the urge to hit the wall, feeling too embarrassed.

"I can accept you as a disciple, but recently, I can only accept you as a registered disciple first. When the spring of next year begins, I will accept you as an official disciple, that is, the fourth-generation senior sister."

Ye Feng agreed and made arrangements on the spot.

Saint Root Bone and Flower Immortal Body, such a superb aptitude, or the direct descendant of the Ancient Sage of the Sun, how could he miss it?

"Hello Master Ye!"

"Don't call me Master Ye, call me Master!"

"Okay, Master Ye!"

"..."

Ye Feng felt that it was necessary to teach Xia Wenwen how to address others, lest she always call the wrong one.

Turning back, Ye Feng looked at the incarnation of the ancient sage of the hot sun: "Senior ancient sage, from today onwards, leave Wenwen to me!"

"I'm bothering Sect Master Ye." The incarnation of the ancient sage of Jiaoyang nodded with satisfaction, and said to Xia Wenwen: "Wenwen, you must listen to the words of Sect Master Ye when you practice in the Misty Sect."

"Okay, Wen Wen will definitely listen to what Ye Shizun has to say."

Xia Wenwen raised his small fist and looked serious.

"Ouch, so cute!"

The incarnation of the ancient sage of the hot sun rubbed Xia Wenwen's head, tore the void with both hands, and left the Misty Sect.

"Master, I'm going to practice swords first."

Liu Feng wiped the tea on his face and left.

In a blink of an eye.

Only Ye Feng and Xia Wenwen were left with big eyes and small eyes.

...

The main hall.

Ye Feng sat in the seat, spread out the sect roster, held the brush in his right hand, and looked sad.

"System, can only 10,000 disciples of the third generation be recruited?"

"Yes, to be more precise, each generation of disciples can only recruit 10,000 disciples, it can be less, but not more." The system answered the question.

"So, Xia Wenwen can really only be the fourth-generation eldest sister."

Ye Feng was very helpless.

Although he has written Xia Wenwen's personal information on the sect's roster and stamped it with the head seal, it will take effect after this year has passed.

"Wenwen, you will be the named disciple of our Misty Sect in the future. Now, what do you want to learn?"

"I want to eat."

"Um?"

"I have to eat a lot of delicious food. When I'm full, I have the strength to practice!"

"Ah...is there such a thing?"

"Yeah! I also heard that you can grow up by eating more. When I grow up, I will be a female man who can blow up a mountain with one punch!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng was speechless.

Forget about being a foodie, what the hell is a female man?

Don't most people want to be a quiet and beautiful girl?

You little girl, you are very strange!

Ye Feng kept complaining in his heart.

"Master, I'm hungry!" Xia Wenwen said suddenly.

"Hey, it just so happens that we have a God of Cooking in our Misty Sect. I'll take you to the back kitchen and make sure you're full."

"Really?"

Xia Wenwen's eyes lit up.

"If you are a teacher, can there be a fake?"

Ye Feng laughed.

He stretched out his hand and let Xia Wenwen hold his little finger and walked towards the back kitchen of Misty Sect together.

...

"Lower your shoulders and keep up with your hands!"

"Junior Brother Qian, heat up the oil, hurry up!"

"And you, Junior Sister Shangguan, when chopping vegetables, you need to be fast and accurate. The ingredients are very precious and can't be wasted."

"Junior Brother Zhou, when you are throwing the pot, you must be dashing, without any hesitation!"

As soon as Ye Feng and Xia Wenwen arrived at the back kitchen, they could hear Li Jiaojiao instructing the other disciples on their cooking skills.

"Yeah, the headmaster is here!"

I don't know who shouted.

Then, everyone immediately threw down the pots and pans, stood in several rows, and bowed their hands in unison:

"I've seen the headmaster!"

Li Jiaojiao noticed Xia Wenwen first, squatted down immediately, pinched her baby's fat cheek, and asked with a smile, "Master Shishu, isn't this your illegitimate daughter?"

"You bullshit!" Ye Feng rolled her eyes at Li Jiaojiao and quickly introduced to everyone:

"This is the direct descendant of the ancient sage of Jiaoyang, Xia Wenwen, the named disciple of this head, and the younger sister of all of you."

"By the way, Wen Wen said that he likes to eat. Don't you all call yourself the chef god, chef king, and chef king? If you have any craftsmanship, just show it off."

"Next, let's talk!"

After explaining these things, Ye Feng hurried away.