The strongest talent tree

Chapter 1957 It’s not easy to marry a disciple
"You don't understand." His Holiness shook his head helplessly and explained: "The group of disciples is quite special, you can regard them as a very closed circle, and the whole group is very repulsive for people other than disciples to marry female disciples." .”

"Why is this? Does it have anything to do with other people marrying whoever they like?" Feng Hao was puzzled.

The Venerable frowned for a moment and then explained meaningfully: "Let's put it this way, for the disciples as a group, they all have a sense of superiority to others, and even regard themselves as the highest human beings."

"Is it because of this?" After hearing the Venerable's explanation, both Feng Hao and Sansiaohuo felt dumbfounded.

"Let me tell you more bluntly, the way the disciples look at us is like us looking at those birds and beasts." The Venerable continued: "So, you should understand, right?"

Feng Hao was slightly startled and couldn't help but frown, "If that's the case, it's understandable, but I'm curious, where do these people get such a high sense of superiority?"

"The talent is strong and the status is high. In addition, every disciple stands out from hundreds of millions of competitors, so it is understandable to develop a sense of superiority." The venerable said with a helpless smile: "The key is, The superiority complex of disciples from generation to generation has actually been passed down and accumulated, and gradually evolved into the pathological superiority complex we have today. When I was young, it was not as serious as it is now."

Feng Hao nodded thoughtfully and said curiously: "What do you think? Why did the disciple group evolve into what it is now?"

"Why else?" The Venerable's eyes played with taste: "The life is too comfortable, it hurts to be idle."

"Uh..." Feng Hao couldn't help but raise a black line. Although the Lord's words were a bit vulgar, they were not unreasonable.

The Venerable continued: "Actually, we can't blame them entirely for this matter. After all, the disciples were born to compete for [the throne of God]. However, since the ancient times, the origin of the universe has not formed a new one for billions of years." [God’s position], therefore, the disciples lost their goal and direction.”

"Isn't the [Divine Throne] almost formed now? Why are they still like this?"

The Venerable smiled dumbly and said: "Once the key is formed, how can it be so easy to change? What's more, their motives for targeting you this time don't stop there."

"Oh?" Feng Hao looked serious and asked, "Is there any other reason?"

"That's natural." The Venerable smiled faintly and looked at Feng Hao with deep eyes: "Because your talents and qualifications are no less than theirs. In other words, in the near future, you will be their strong competitor. Faced with a potential competitor, do you think they will give you a little color?"

"That's it." Feng Hao nodded thoughtfully and didn't dwell on it anymore, "I already understand. As long as they don't go too far, I don't want to bother with them too much. After all, it's a big day."

"Well, it's good to know." The Venerable smiled and nodded, "I'm just reminding you, don't let others bite your nose and face, and you still don't know what's going on."

"Don't worry, if they really dare to step on the nose and face, I will let you and them know what it means to really step on the nose and face." Feng Hao secretly sneered.

Seeing this, the Venerable couldn't help but remind him seriously: "Don't be blindly confident. Those who can become disciples are all talented and learned. Although you are proud of your fighting power now, your level is too low after all. And those of the older generation Most of the disciples are already close to the state of Dharma, and even worse, they have already reached the state of Dharma."

Hearing this, Feng Hao's face became a little more solemn, "Do high-level disciples also take action? Don't they feel embarrassed?"

"Well, of course not in theory, but this possibility cannot be ruled out, especially the disciples of the Nihility Sect. You have to pay special attention. If I remember correctly, most of the current group of Nihility disciples are from the God Clan." His Holiness. He said with a serious expression.

Feng Hao nodded and realized the seriousness of the matter.

There is no way, the Gods just suffered a big loss at his hands, and they will definitely not let it go this time.

Although the Gods did not attend the wedding of the disciples, the attendance of the Nihility Sect was no different from the attendance of the Gods.What's more, more than half of the disciples of nothingness are protoss. These people represent the nihility sect on the surface, but no one can guarantee who they represent in their hearts.

Unfortunately, apart from the fact that the composition of the Nihility Disciples is relatively certain, it is not yet clear whether the disciples of other sects are friends or foes. We can only wait until the wedding day to see how the situation changes.

While he was talking, a thief landed in the courtyard and reported to Feng Haotong: "Thief, Blood Linglong of the Boiling Blood Sect wants to see you."

"Xue Linglong?!" Feng Hao's forehead darkened, and he waved his hand to refuse: "No see!"

Just kidding, he could use his toes to figure out what Xue Linglong was here for. Now that he was about to get married, he didn't want to make Yao Yatou unhappy because of all these miscellaneous things.

But he saw the thief who came to report had a confused look on his face: "But Xue Linglong said she wouldn't leave until she sees you."

"..." Feng Hao said with black lines on his head: "If she doesn't leave, you won't send her away?"

The thief who came to report looked aggrieved and said: "Isn't this a wedding about to happen? Isn't it a bit inappropriate to use violence at this time?"

The corner of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, his expression was so stiff that he couldn't speak. There was no other way. It was really not the right time to use violence at this time.

But the key point is how can Xue Linglong be sent away if she doesn't stay rough?

You know, with Xue Linglong's piss like a dog skin plaster, you may not be able to drive her away even if you use violence, and it will be even more difficult if you don't.

Thinking of this, Feng Hao couldn't help feeling a sense of frustration.

Sanshuo Huo and the Venerable two people next to them naturally understood the outline of the matter. The Venerable and Mr. Tang were nothing, they just smiled with interest and drank tea as if no one else was around, but Sanshuo Huo was different. Yes, this guy has always been the kind of character who fears the world will not be chaotic.

"How about... you'd better go out and meet her, since Sister Yao isn't here anyway." San Miao Huo instigated with a smirk.

"..." Feng Hao glared at him angrily, and said with a stiff face: "I want to go with you, brother still wants to get married in peace of mind."

"Look how cowardly you are. It's not like Sister Yao doesn't know about Xue Linglong's situation. What can you do if you meet her?" Sansiaohuo looked like he was just watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal.

The thief next to him who was in charge of reporting had also been waiting for a long time, and couldn't help asking weakly: "Thief, do you see...?"

Feng Hao couldn't help but fell into a deep entanglement. See you, it's easy to get into trouble. See you, Xue Linglong never left. For a moment, Feng Hao really didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Mr. Tang, who was drinking tea at the side, suddenly asked: "By the way, Xiaofeng, how are you doing when I teach you about puppet transformation?"

Hearing this, Feng Hao suddenly trembled, reacted immediately, and said with bright eyes: "Yes, why did I forget the doll incarnation!"

(End of this chapter)