At dawn, Chu Xuan'er and Ye Chen's flying swords fell down in a huge city.

This ancient city covers an area of ​​wide and is located in the center of the ancient city. It is a spiritual mountain that is full of hazy clouds and mists, just like a fairy mountain on earth.

"Junior Sister Chu, I've been waiting for you for a long time." As soon as I arrived at the palace master's mansion, a hearty laughter rang out.

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged man in armor walked out. He was really black-haired like a waterfall, with a tough body, and a dragon and tiger steps, with the majesty of a superior. He looked like a general, but he was not a general, but Xiao Feng, the owner of the ninth branch of Hengyue Hall.

"Senior Brother Xiao Feng, I haven't seen you for many days. It's so good recently!" Chu Xuan'er smiled whispered.

"It's so good." Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile, and his eyes were already on Ye Chen's body. There was a sharp light in his wise eyes, "This is Ye Chen!"

"Disciple Ye Chen, I have met Master Xiao." Ye Chen hurriedly bowed and bowed.

"There are not so many polite numbers, not so many polite numbers." Xiao Feng smiled heartily, then pulled Ye Chen, "Go in and say."

"Uhhhh..." Ye Chen was a little uncomfortable with being pulled by Xiao Feng, but he still had a good impression of Xiao Feng. His temperament was a bit similar to Yang Dingtian, but he was more athletic than Yang Dingtian.

The main reason is that he has become so famous these days that many people here have never seen him. Naturally, everyone who is curious about this rumor now comes to the Ninth Division Hall and naturally wants to come over to see the true face.

"Is he Ye Chen?" Seeing Xiao Feng pulling Ye Chen himself, the elders or disciples passing by were shocked.

"He is quite handsome." Ordinary female disciples are a little crazy.

"In the past, I defeated the Xuanling Body and won the position of the Dan Saint in the Battle Pill Conference. My combat power is not below the 90% compatible host. I will be sent here. I really don't know what those old guys think."

"We can't understand the thoughts of those in power." Someone pondered.

It’s true that Ye Chen became the focus of attention as soon as he arrived at the ninth minute hall and attracted a lot of attention.

Here, Xiao Feng had already brought Chu Xuan'er and the others into the hall, and the banquet had been prepared very richly.

As soon as the three of them sat down, Xiao Feng sighed, his face still looked a little bad, "I have heard about the matter in the sect, it's really hateful! Master Ye can live here as much as possible, Master Xiao, I guarantee you are safe."

"Then I have to drink one with Master Xiao." Ye Chen was ripe, more conscious than he thought.

"Hey, I like this little guy." Xiao Feng smiled heartily.

"Senior Brother Xiao, the sect is no better than before." On the side, Chu Xuan'er's face was filled with worries, "We have repeatedly embarrassed the master at the elders' meeting, which makes the situation of the senior brother in the sect very bad."

"In my opinion, Hengyue Sect is no different from before." Xiao Feng poured a glass of wine, "It looks calm, but in fact it is a surging undercurrent! It has always been like this. Those people have never been convinced from beginning to end. Not to mention supporting the senior brother of the sect, it would be nice not to make trouble."

"That's why I sent Ye Chen to you in the name of exile." Chu Xuan'er said, and she didn't forget to look at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was not artificial at all. He should eat and drink, and was a little heartless. In just a moment, dozens of delicious dishes on the table were moved all over. He didn't eat or drink, and he was like the local buns that ran out of the mountains, which made Chu Xuan'er a little embarrassed.

"It's definitely right to give it to me here." Xiao Feng patted Ye Chen's shoulder. Perhaps the force was too strong, and almost made a meatball that Ye Chen had just stuffed into his mouth spray out.

"Master Xiao, why are you always wearing armor?" Ye Chen still swallowed the meatballs whole and then looked at Xiao Feng in confusion.

Hearing this, Xiao Feng became interested, "Little guy, what do you mean by hearing this? Have you seen me wearing armor before?"

"I've seen it, of course I've seen it." Ye Chen grinned, "I was a disciple of Zhengyang Sect Intelligence Pavilion before. I've been to Hengyue's Ninth Division Hall twice. I've been lucky enough to see you both times. You're both wearing armor."

"Disciple of the Intelligence Pavilion." Xiao Feng looked at Ye Chen with a smile, "It seems that you have been getting information from here a lot at that time!"

"It's all painful or itchy." Ye Chen grinned, "I was just a little shrimp at that time."

"Little shrimp." Xiao Feng couldn't help but smile and looked at Ye Chen with great relief, "I used to be Xiao shrimp, but now you are a dragon! Cheng Kun may regret it now!"

"This is all fate." Ye Chen laughed dryly and stuffed a spiritual fruit into his mouth.

"Well, this sentence hits the point." Xiao Feng smiled heartily, "A person with a bad life must be someone favored by God. Such people are all like you."

"Sir Xiao, don't make me happy."

"I don't want to be happy, I don't want to be happy." Xiao Feng smiled and stroked his beard, "Then let's talk about armor. You, Master Xiao, I was born in the general's house. The father and commander in my memory almost never take off his armor. He once said that even the commander of the three armies must always be prepared to go to the battlefield. Even if it delays for a few minutes, it may be related to the success or failure of a war. Therefore, in a subtle way, I also got this bad habit. As a monk, there are wars, and it is much crueler than the mortal world. We monks must also be ready to go to the battlefield at any time."

Here, Ye Chen was really touched when he heard these words.

Although Xiao Feng concealed it all the best, Ye Chen could still smell a strong anger from him. It was a unique anger tempered on the battlefield. It was dead, which means that Xiao Feng had participated in a large-scale cultivator war more than once.

"Little guy!" When Ye Chen was silent, Xiao Feng gently patted his little shoulder and smiled, "A man! If you want to bend and stretch, you must also be in the world, otherwise there would be no story to tell future generations."

"Ye Chen will remember the words of Master Master forever." Ye Chen nodded sincerely, "If possible, there will be war among monks, I hope Master Master can allow me to participate. I long for that training."

Hearing this, even Xiao Feng's eyes could not help but flash a light. Without answering Ye Chen, he looked at Chu Xuan'er beside him, "Junior Sister Chu, your disciple is even more surprising than I imagined!"

"He is an alien." Chu Xuan'er said, and she glanced at Ye Chen.

"Master, you're urging me again."

"I don't have that time." Chu Xuan'er glanced at Ye Chen angrily, "Is the war between monks a joke? Even the quasi-tian realm may fall. Are you going to be cannon fodder?"

"Then you can't say that." Ye Chen touched the oil stains on his mouth randomly, "Although I am a soldier, I may be able to be a general sometimes. Give me a close enough distance, so I can kill the enemy commander."

"I believe this." Chu Xuan'er smiled. Thinking of Ye Chen's overbearing immortal wheel forbidden technique, even she was very afraid. Isn't the quasi-celestial Yinming Death General in the Sun Jiuming barrier a bloody example?

"That's it!" Ye Chen grinned, patted his butt and stood up, and ran out happily, "I'll go out for a walk."

"Junior sister! He is indeed more suitable to be the Holy Son and the future headmaster than Yin Zhiping." Looking at Ye Chen running out, Xiao Feng smiled.

"I hope he will be an ordinary disciple."
Chapter completed!