Chapter 473 Fang Buqiu

In Fengyu Sect, although the sect's disciple recruitment conference has come to an end.

But the matter of recruiting disciples is always going on.

In the final analysis, these two million new disciples are just members of some large sects in the land of chaos.

And in this huge chaotic place, all kinds of casual cultivators add up to a quite large number.

Ever since the news about Feng Yu Sect's cultivation techniques spread in the chaotic land.

It wasn't just the sect that came to seek refuge.

Some powerful casual cultivators came in droves.

A long queue formed outside the magnificent Feng Yu Sect Mountain Gate, and the endless queue stretched straight from the gate into the mountains.

These casual cultivators, no matter what kind of blood feud they had in the past, just stood in this long queue.

They will shake hands and make peace soon.

The reason is simple. In a short time, they will be brothers.

What else are you trying to do?

What happened in the past has become a thing of the past.

The sight of the monks, who were either tall or full of evil spirits, stood together in line obediently and treated each other with respect like guests, and it became a good story for a while.

It can be said that the day before, you were killing me and I was killing you, but today you can share it with your wife!

Of course, for these casual cultivators who are waiting in line to become apprentices, there are still some things they cannot give up.

That is, the order of the queue.

After all, whoever gets in first will get the reward earlier.

Can this be done?

At the head of the team outside the mountain gate, a figure stood there, stroking his beard and smiling. It was none other than Seventeenth Senior Brother Feng Buqun.

"Well, don't worry, just line up one by one! Anyone who is above the Three Yang Realm will have a chance to become a fellow apprentice!"

Feng Buqun smiled from ear to ear. Every time the master accepted a disciple, Feng Yu Sect had one more disciple.

In addition to the casual cultivators who have started in the past few days and the two million monks in front of them, there are also those forces that the entire sect has directly taken refuge in.

Today, Feng Yu Sect has a population of two million and several hundred thousand!

It seems that the previous concept of the number of monks in the realm above the three Yangs in the chaotic land was quite wrong.

At this level, even in the entire Zhongzhou, it is a force that cannot be underestimated!

Suddenly, Feng Buqun had already begun to think about where the sect would develop in the future!

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a long queue in front of him.

There is a line of white clothes that is constantly moving forward.

The others gave up their positions one by one, and they quickly moved from the end of the team to the middle of the team!

Um?

Feng Buqun was very confused. In the past few days, he had never seen anyone show humility when it came to queuing.

There were a few who wanted to jump in line and get started early, but they were beaten to death by other casual cultivators!

What's going on with this guy?

Others actually take the initiative to be humble?

Thinking about it, Feng Buqun walked over and approached the man.

This middle-aged man was dressed in white Taoist robes, but his hair that should have been tied up was completely messed up.

Her snow-like white hair was swaying in all directions, as elegant as the white monk's robe.

The casual cultivators who were standing in line in front of the man in white bowed their heads respectfully and made concessions whenever they saw him.

"Master Fang! You go first!"

"Master Fang, you go first!"

In the blink of an eye, dozens more casual cultivators made way for him.

The middle-aged man, who was called Master Fang, clasped his hands together, nodded to everyone in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, and then kept walking forward.

Not long after, he walked up to Feng Buqun.

Feng Buqun came over, intending to go up and teach this unreasonable future junior brother a lesson.

But when he looked carefully, he rubbed his eyes.

Feng Buqun's mouth opened slightly, "But Master Fang Buqiu, known as the Medical Immortal of Guiyi Realm?!"

The middle-aged man in white looked at Feng Buqun, lowered his head slightly and put his hands together to make a standard medical salute towards Feng Buqun.

"The master's words are just false praise among the people."

Hearing this, Feng Buqun's teeth chattered a little, "Master Fang! I haven't heard from you for many years!"

"It is rumored that you have left the Land of Chaos a long time ago, and there are even rumors that your realm has reached the Supreme Realm and has gone to the core of Zhongzhou!"

"I didn't expect to meet you here!"

"Do you still remember that five hundred years ago, the senior senior brother of my Feng Yu Sect was poisoned by the demonic miasma of chaos, and it was you who rescued him!"

"Although senior brother has passed away now, our Feng Yu Sect still remembers your friendship!"

Feng Buqun looked a little excited and bowed respectfully to the other party.

The middle-aged man's face was neither sad nor happy, and his white clothes and white hair were unusually flowing. He clearly had an unspectacular middle-aged face, but there was an indescribable calmness between his brows.

He is Fang Buqiu, a famous medical practitioner in the land of chaos for thousands of years.

In his early years, he walked in the chaotic land, and it can be said that there is no sect that has not received his help.

And he never charges any interest in treating people, and always leaves as soon as the illness is gone.

Some people in the chaotic land may even say that he is the reincarnation of the ancient medical saint, and he walks in the world just to endure calamities!

Extremely superb medical skills, coupled with a state of mind that never asks for anything in return.

In the entire chaotic land, regardless of seniority, everyone who sees him must respectfully call him Master Fang!

But for some unknown reason, his whereabouts gradually disappeared over the past hundred years, and it was said that he left the chaotic land.

When Feng Buqun and Fang Buqiu looked at each other, they suddenly realized something.

"Master Fang, are you here too to become a disciple?!"

Fang Buqiu smiled lightly and said, "There is indeed something I want to see your master about."

Feng Buqun said nothing, waved his hand, and his robes made a rustling sound.

"Then you can come with me!"

Feng Buqun led Fang Buqiu directly towards Liao Qiao Peak.

While leading the way, Feng Buqun looked back. The more he looked, the more he felt his eyebrows twitching.

This is Master Fang Buqiu in a chaotic place!

His realm is unfathomable, and it is said that he has reached the supreme realm. Even if he has not really reached that point, he has already transcended all living beings!

The master likes to have apprentices so much, so he takes such an awesome one with him.

Master, why don't you die happy? !

"Master Fang! If you join the sect, you don't have to be the junior fellow who ranks over two million. You can be on par with me. We can be called Seventeenth Senior Brother together. It's not a bad idea!"

Fang Buqiu looked at Feng Buqun, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly, then relaxed again, and he smiled faintly.

"Sect Master Feng, I never said that I came to be a disciple."