Global Cultivation Era: I Have Hundred Times Rewards

　　 "Instructor Feng?" Mu Feifan was strange.

　　The brother said: "It's our mentor at the God of War!"

　　 Mu Feifan turned a few pages and closed it.

　　 There are too many words to read.

　　 He is a little strange.

　　 Does this disciple of the God of War do not need to practice?

　　 Write novels all day, not doing business.

　　 He asked, "Brother, take us to the courtyard first."

　　 The other side glanced at Mu Feifan up and down, and was shocked: "This brother, no, this brother, are you an inner disciple?"

　　 Mu Feihua nodded, the purple and gold courtyard clothes he was wearing were really cool.

　　 "Damn!"

　　 "God bless me in the Temple of War, and finally an inner disciple!"

　　 "Could it be that my novels are too popular?"

　　 "Aroused the attention of the whole hospital?"

　　 The opponent is still continuing Versailles, but Mu Feihua can hear something unusual.

　　 "Wait, you mean, before I came, there were no inner disciples in the God of War?" he asked.

"Yes."

　　 Mu Feihua was speechless.

Although 　　 inner disciples are scarce, they can't be scarce to this level.

　　 There are eight branches, even if they are evenly divided, there is not even one of the temples of the gods of war?

　　What is going on at the Temple of War?

　　 "It turned out to be Senior Brother Mu. My name is Meng Xiaobao. You can call me baby or brother Bao." Meng Xiaobao was looking at Mu Feifan's identity token.

　　 The others were speechless.

　　 Hong Yu whispered: "Finally I encountered an abnormality. I thought the disciples in the college were all tyrants."

　　 Fang said with a leisurely smile: "Why is it abnormal, people can still write books... I'll go and read it later."

　　 "Pull it down!" Hong Yu was filled with black lines on his forehead: "It must be a primary school student. If he writes well, I will perform a handstand and eat noodles."

　　 Meng Xiaobao led everyone to the depths.

　　 Along the way, there is not even a half-person figure.

　　Mu Feifan originally thought that he would meet some people who didn't have long eyes, so he ran to question how much water he had mixed with the identity of the disciple in the inner courtyard.

　　 Then create opportunities for yourself to slap and trample.

　　 But, there really is no one to come.

　　 "This is not the same as the script in my heart."

　　 "There are too many plots missing."

　　 "It's really a conscience script."

　　 Mu Feifan spit out while continuing to move forward.

　　 When they reached a magnificent hall, everyone stopped.

　　 There is a plaque made of gold and stone hanging high outside the hall, engraved with the three eye-catching characters "Temple of War".

　　 Meng Xiaobao arched his hands and said: "Senior Brother Mu, you are here for a while, I will notify the instructor."

　　 "Wait!" Mu Feifan grabbed him, "Brother Bao, how about the rest of the disciples in the God of War, why didn't I see any of them?"

　　 Meng Xiaobao said: "Why didn't you see it? Am I not?"

What?

　　 The audience was shocked when he said this.

　　 "What do you mean?" Everyone asked.

　　 Meng Xiaobao said embarrassingly, "It's true that I am the only disciple left in the Temple of War."

　　 Fuck!

　　 When everyone heard it, they were speechless to the extreme.

　　 "There is only one disciple left, why ran to write a novel?"

　　 "What kind of temple of the gods of war, standing can make people nervous!"

　　 "Brother Mu, are we being pitted?"

　　 At this moment, everyone has an urge to throw their sleeves away!

　　 Meng Xiaobao watched them all run away, and hurriedly said: "Senior brothers, don't worry, the benefits of fewer people, fewer people, more resources can be divided!"

　　 Everyone, it seems reasonable!

　　 Liu Zhi asked curiously: "How many resources can one person have?"

　　 Meng Xiaobao raised a slap, and suddenly felt something was wrong, and then retracted a finger: "A month, four low-grade spirit stones are provided!"

　　 "My Nima!" When everyone heard it, they were angry.

　　 There is no such thing as a beggar!

　　 They gathered around Meng Xiaobao, rolled up their sleeves, and started to work.

　　 Meng Xiaobao was about to cry: "Junior disciples, impulse is the devil."

　　 "The resources in the courtyard are linked to each session of the whole courtyard assessment. Our Warshen Institute has been the last one for many years, and the landlords have no more food."

　　 "The daily consumption in the courtyard is still supported by my novels!"

　　 Hong Yu shouted: "Fart, just your novel, how much money can you make?"

　　 Meng Xiaobao said: "Our mentor is still very attractive, are there any girl fans who want to change it!"

　　 At this time, Mu Feifan was still relatively calm and asked, "I have no choice yet, so I am directly assigned to the God of War. What is going on?"

　　 Other people also wondered about this question.

　　 When I first arrived, Brother Mu didn't offend anyone.

　　 How come you were allotted to the Warshen Temple, which is the last in the courtyard?

　　 Suddenly, a loud sound came from the hall.

　　 "I chose you!"

　　 Everyone raised their heads.

　　 I saw a white robe man wandering up, like a banished immortal in the sky, making people afraid to look directly.

　　Everyone's first reaction is that this guy is so handsome!

　　 an old handsome man!

　　 "Teacher Maple!" Meng Xiaobao saw that the savior was coming, got out of the crowd with his hands and feet, and ran behind the man.

　　 Mu Feihua's pupils shrank.

　　 This man is so strong!

　　 is like a deep pool, unfathomable.

　　 "Why did you choose me?" Mu Feifei asked directly, his tone neither humble nor overbearing.

Mentor 　　 Feng looked like a taciturn person.

　　 He only said eight words: "I can make you stronger!"

　　 Mu Feihua looked straight at him.

Instructor 　　 Feng's eyes were cold, without any emotional fluctuations.

　　 To say that the only thing that shows is firmness and self-confidence.

　　 seems to say this sentence, with a ten-percent certainty!

　　 The two looked at the same level for a while, then Mu Feifan said: "Okay!"

　　 "I am willing to join the Temple of War!"

What?

　　 The other disciples were stunned. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "Brother Mu, don't be impulsive!"

　　 "Let's change the hospital!"

　　 "On this place where chickens don't **** and birds don't lay eggs, what good skills can you teach?"

　　 It seems that he heard some sensitive words. From the beast pouch on Mu Feifan's waist, a little fluffy head appeared, it was a little turkey.

　　 It just glanced at Instructor Feng, and it shrank back in shock.

　　 Admired the extraordinary and said: "I will decide for myself."

　　 "Okay," everyone said angrily.

　　 At this time, the silent teacher Feng turned around, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

　　 "Tomorrow morning, come to the Temple of War, I will teach you personally!"

After 　　 finished, he walked in without looking back.

　　 I have to say that Teacher Feng's personality is so cool that it is beyond reach.

　　 Meng Xiaobao chuckled and said, "Senior Brother Mu, let's go back and rest today. The disciples in the inner courtyard have heard that there is an independent fairy island."

　　 Mu Feihua was surprised.

　　Inner Sect disciple still have such privileges?

　　 Meng Xiaobao said: "There are 108 independent fairy islands with a smaller area, representing 108 inner disciples. There should be detailed information on your identity token."

　　 Mu Feihua nodded, and then led the crowd to leave the Temple of War, and flew to his island on the pumice stone.

　　 After flying for a while, they saw an independent fairy island standing proudly in the sky.

　　 Although it is many times smaller than the main island and the Temple of War, it is enough as a resting place!

　　The distance is slowly getting closer, and the whole picture of Xiandao also emerges before everyone's eyes.

　　 Everyone has excitement in their eyes.

　　 The main island is an office building, and the Temple of War is a teaching building, so now the place where they came is the dormitory building!