Without waiting for them to speak, Ye Ning immediately ordered Xu Ming: "Xu Ming, let Shaobai and the others come here and pay homage to these three overseas seniors."

Xu Ming immediately showed several notes.

After drinking tea for a while, several handsome boys came together.

The first person was slender and dressed in a snow-white robe, quite elegant. If you look closely, you have a bit of Ye Ning's style, which is Qiu Shaobai. Behind him was Ye Qingming and Fangge. As for the other three registered disciples, they lived on other mountains and had many trivial matters, Xu Ming did not notify him at all.

Qiu Shaobai and others saw Ye Ning and knelt respectfully and said, "Disciple, pay homage to Master!"

"No," Ye Ning praised: "Shaobai, it seems that you are not lazy and have improved a lot of cultivation."

"It depends entirely on the master's teaching."

"Ming'er is not bad either, but there is still a gap compared to your senior brother."

"Master taught me a lesson." Ye Qingming grew taller and was full of heroism. He was a handsome young man.

The square seemed much thinner and had a little nervous look on his face. When he saw that his master commented on the two senior brothers, he didn't mention him, and he felt even more uneasy.

After a moment, Ye Ning said, "Changge, you know what you do. You don't have to worry about whether Ting'er's future will be happy in your hands. Let's do this. If you can break through to the realm of a sect within ten years and be the master, you will be betrothed to you."

Fang Ge was extremely excited and immediately knelt down and said, "Thank you, Master, I will definitely practice hard and will never let my master down."

"Okay." Ye Ning helped him up and said, "This time I called you to come here to meet the three seniors from overseas - Zhuo Yang Sect, Wenren Jiadi Sect, and Qi Yuhan Sect!"

Qiu Shaobai and others immediately paid homage to Zhuo Yang and the other one by one.

Zhuo Yang and others have always been disciples in the Three Islands overseas. No one has ever given the younger generation. Even if the junior brothers and sisters respect them very much, they would not have achieved this. For a moment, they were all overjoyed and envious. Especially Wenren Jiadi, he laughed and said, "Okay, okay! After returning to Yueming Dao, I will also accept a few disciples."

"You, Mishima has already stipulated that you cannot accept disciples unless you have a saint's cultivation level."

"Yes, I can only envy Brother Ye."

Ye Ning said with a bitter face: "Well, what are you envious? If you have too many disciples, you will be more expensive. Ye is poor."

The three of them looked at each other. They knew that Ye Ning was scraping a lot of things on the Maiyang Cliff and was actually crying poor.

Just at this moment, Ye Qingming smiled and said, "Master, you promised that as long as your disciple advances, you will give your disciple a top-grade holy weapon. Master, don't keep your word." As he said that, he blinked at Ye Ning mischievously.

Ye Ning slapped his thigh and said, "Well! Brother Zhuo, you see it." He said to Ye Qingming again, "This trip to the Yang Cliff is very unfortunate. It is already a blessing to be able to save your life. The top-grade holy weapon promised to you has also been destroyed by the enemy's hands, look..."

Zhuo Yang was stunned. When did he see Ye Ning very unfortunately? Not to mention destroying a top-grade holy weapon. Instead, he destroyed a top-grade holy weapon from others.

Ye Qingming was young and was very disappointed when he heard this. His eyes turned red and he almost cried.

Wenren Jiadi's heart was weak and said, "Don't worry, my nephew, isn't it just a top-grade holy weapon? Your master doesn't have it, and my uncle will give it to you."
Chapter completed!