Hundreds of splendid attics are scattered in a well-proportioned manner, and when seen from a distance, they appear to be extraordinary and extremely solemn.
"Is that the Lei Dong Sect?" Ye Chen murmured softly. The warriors coming and going around him couldn't help but look at Ye Chen, a frail scholar, in surprise.
Clean white stones were piled up on a stone path several feet wide. The stone path extended from Ye Chen's feet to the attic group. Ye Chen noticed that the warriors walking on the stone path all had solemn expressions. Even those tall and heroic men in the past were now showing signs of solemn expression.
It is rare to get quiet. From this, we can see that even those proud warriors do not dare to act arrogantly in front of Lei Dong Sect, which also indirectly highlights the status of Lei Dong Sect in Lei Dong City.
Smiling softly, Ye Chen seemed to be walking very comfortably, but his eyes were looking at the passing warriors around him without any trace.
The strength of these warriors is generally not high, and the highest level of cultivation is only in the martial arts realm. However, what caught Ye Chen's attention was the family emblems worn by those warriors. These warriors were obviously children of aristocratic families in Leidong City, but why were they all
Running to the Lei Dong Sect? In this regard, Ye Chen also paid attention to the conversations of the warriors around him: "This year's New Year Festival is very lively, but I don't know which aristocratic families will take the lead this year. The Lin family, the first aristocratic family, will definitely take the lead.
It seems that those big cities will fall into the hands of the Lin family again this year!"
"That's true. I heard that the Xie family in Lei Dong City has a genius. I wonder if the Lin family can stop him!"
"Hehe, the genius of the Xie family, how many tricks can that young lady from the Lin family do?"
"That's true. This time, the Lin family is bound to be the first if they let it slip. It's just a pain for Miss Lin!"
"Indeed, Miss Lin paid too much for her mother's memorial tablet. The head of the Lin family is so rigid that he insisted on preventing Miss Lin's mother from entering the ancestral hall!"
"However, the elders of the Lin family have said that as long as Miss Lin can get first place, her mother's tablet will be able to enter the martial arts hall!"
The most talked about person around was Miss Lin Zhiyun. Whispers could be heard around her. Holding the wine bottle in her right hand, Ye Chen shook his head and said softly: "Lin Zhiyun, she is quite interesting!"
The annual festival competition in Lei Dong City is tomorrow, but most of the forces in Lei Dong City have already arrived at the Lei Dong Sect today.
In front of the attic group, there is a stone square covering an area of several thousand meters. It is still made of white stones. With the arrival of more and more forces, the square has become a temporary gathering place.
The setting sun had already dipped below the horizon, and night had fallen quietly. Tents were set up on the square, and countless fires emerged.
Each major family has its own open space, and the size of the number of people can clearly tell the power of that family. As more and more forces arrive, the originally deserted square becomes noisy.
Ye Chen stood out among these people, but after seeing that Ye Chen was just a scholar with no cultivation, some people cast mocking looks. However, Ye Chen ignored this and went to find a quiet place by himself.
In the open space, I changed the wine bottle in my hand again and again, standing quietly aside, blowing my dinner and listening to the whispers around me.
Suddenly, a man in black hurriedly passed by Ye Chen and whispered: "Everything is ready!"
After saying that, the man in black disappeared into the crowd again, his eyes closed tightly, and Ye Chen's soul power surged out like a tide. Feeling the familiar atmosphere around him, the corner of his mouth raised a dangerous arc.
Who could have imagined that this snow-like stone slab would be dyed red by the endless blood? Under Ye Chen's powerful perception, the entire Lei Dong Sect came into Ye Chen's eyes.
The surrounding secret whistles and the strength of the Lei Dong Sect were all detected by Ye Chen. After a few breaths, Ye Chen wiped the sweat from his forehead and said to himself: "The Seventh Qi Martial Realm is pretty good!"
Sure enough, as the intelligence said, the Lei Dong Sect is stronger than the Xuantian Sect and Ziyang Sect. This is why Ye Chen did not directly destroy the sect this time. After all, he needs to destroy the sect to deter other forces, not to destroy the sect.
Letting the secret guards pay a heavy price in exchange for the demise of the Lei Dong Sect is not worth the gain.
"Hey! It's you!" A slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded. Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked towards the source of the voice. It was the Miss Lin Zhiyun from the Lin family during the day, and the two young women were still standing beside him.
Next to them, there were some warriors who looked like bodyguards, protecting Lin Zhiyun in the middle, looking at Ye Chen warily. In response, Ye Chen nodded slightly to Lin Zhiyun and closed his eyes again to rest.
"This sour scholar is really strange. Usually people who come to Lei Dong Sect to become disciples don't go to Qingyun Pavilion. Instead, he comes here to rest his mind!" said the young woman who was called Aunt Liu by Lin Zhiyun.
"Among so many warriors, he is not afraid of being favored or humiliated, and he is not afraid of being slapped by any big man!" A young woman laughed softly.
Having said this, Lin Zhiyun couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen. If he held the board with his thin body, he would probably fall down if someone hit him!
Even though several people were talking in low voices, how could Ye Chen not hear it with his strength? He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, his expression calm, as if he was so indifferent to everything.
"Aunt Liu, I see that his hands are empty, so he probably didn't bring any food. You can ask the guards to send some dry wolf and water to the young master!" Lin Zhiyun said softly.
"Okay!" The young woman who was called Aunt Liu wiped her lips and smiled: "The sour scholar is lucky to meet our lady! If that sour scholar has some cultivation skills, he will be worthy of my lady!"
Hearing this, a trace of red appeared on Lin Zhiyun's pretty face. She couldn't help but glared at Aunt Liu, and said shyly: "Aunt Liu, stop thinking about it! I just saw that the young master didn't bring a wolf, so I let him go."
You’re just giving it away! After all, when you are away from home, anyone who doesn’t have some difficulties should help if you can! You guys are still laughing, don’t talk nonsense!”
The two young women wiped their lips and smiled, and Aunt Liu joked: "Yes, yes! How can our young lady fall in love with that sour scholar! What a pity for that sour scholar!"
Hearing this, Lin Zhiyun's face was a little burning with shame. She just thought that Ye Chen was special, especially his indifference, so she took a few more glances, but unexpectedly she was teased by them.
The surrounding noise gradually overshadowed the joking of the two young women. Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind blew towards his face. Ye Chen raised his head and looked, and it was Aunt Liu just now.
"Sour scholar, then, this is the dry food and water that my lady gave you. I see that your hands are empty. If you don't mind, just accept it!" Aunt Liu held a piece of dried meat and a bottle of wine in each hand.
The aroma wafted from the pot. Although it was not good wine, it was obviously extraordinary. At the same time, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ye Chen and couldn't help but nod secretly. This sour scholar was indeed a person, and his appearance was also extraordinary.
"Thank you! Say thank you to your family for me!" Facing Aunt Liu's gaze, Ye Chen didn't feel the slightest discomfort. He took the dry food and wine bottle from Aunt Liu's hand and said calmly.
Seeing Ye Chen's indifferent attitude, Aunt Liu couldn't help but nod secretly, paused, and continued: "Sour scholar, if you want to join the sect, you should go to Qingyun Pavilion instead of here!"
Ye Chen smiled faintly and closed his eyes again to rest. In response, Aunt Liu stopped saying anything and turned around, walking towards Lin Zhiyun.
It is now early winter, the cold wind is blowing, and night has just fallen when a bonfire is set up in the square, and warriors gather around it, making constant noise.
In early winter, the greatest pleasure is to have hot wine in your stomach. The strong aroma of wine floats in the air. Some bolder children from aristocratic families even use their drunkenness to attract the cheers of the crowd to girls from other aristocratic families.
Holding the slightly hot wine flask in his hand, Ye Chen raised his head and let the hot wine taste. The spicy feeling spread in his mouth, and he murmured softly: "This wine is pretty good!"
In the cold wind, Ye Chen's back looked a little lonely, but Ye Chen didn't know that somewhere, a pair of beautiful eyes were staring at his back.
"Miss! What are you looking at?" Aunt Liu looked at Lin Zhiyun in a daze, and couldn't help but whisper: "Miss!"
"Ah! Aunt Liu! You called me? You didn't see anything!" Lin Zhiyun's face was burning with shame. For some reason, she actually felt a trace of inexplicable sadness in Ye Chen's back at this moment. He was really a scholar.
? Why does he give people a feeling of spring breeze during the day, but at this moment he gives people a feeling of loneliness, that kind of inexplicable sadness!
A hint of confusion gradually appeared in Lin Zhiyun's eyes. Seeing this, the two young women next to her couldn't help but smile knowingly.
The silver moon hung high, and Ye Chen's back looked so lonely. As the hot wine entered his stomach, a hint of reminiscence gradually appeared in Ye Chen's eyes: "Mu Ye!"