Ye Feng originally thought that recruiting disciples from a holy land like Shenzong would be a huge event, with countless young geniuses flocking there, just to become the heirs of the holy land and learn the top legendary skills and magical powers.
But in fact, Shenzong's recruitment of disciples is not like this. Before every autumn, Shenzong has already selected the candidates for disciples, and then sends out a letter similar to an admission notice.
Every autumn, young people with letters in hand can report to Shencheng and become a registered disciple of Shenzong.
The location of Shenzong is in the Divine City, occupying the most central area of the vast city.
When Ye Feng came here, he was somewhat surprised to find that the legendary Shenzong Holy Land was not as grand and majestic as he had imagined.
There was a simple arched door with some moss growing on it and mottled rust. There was only an old man sitting in front of the door at an inconspicuous table, dozing off in a daze.
Ye Feng burst into laughter. The Holy Land of Shenzong, which has been inherited for more than 30 million years, actually looks like this. It seems not as majestic and domineering as the mountain gate of Xuantian Wuzong.
But looking back, Ye Feng understood that an existence like the Five Holy Lands did not need to decorate the so-called facade. More than 30 million years of heritage and inheritance were placed there. No one dared to ignore it, and no one dared to ignore it. contempt.
Being low-key is actually the highest level of pretentiousness.
In front of the simple arched door, there is an open space, but a lot of people have gathered. Basically, they are here to watch the excitement, and want to see those lucky ones who are chosen by the Shenzong and can reach the sky in one step and jump over the dragon gate.
No one dared to make any noise, and no one dared to come forward and disturb the old man who was dozing in front of the table.
A carriage drove up the street. The carriage was not pulled by ordinary horses, but by two majestic lions whose manes were burning with flames. From far to near, a ferocious aura of monsters filled the air. Come on.
"Three fifth-level flaming lions pull the cart, what a grand scene,"
Someone in the crowd exclaimed, looking at the carriage with eyes full of envy, jealousy, curiosity and other emotions.
At this time, another luxuriously decorated carriage drove over, and the carriage was pulled by three wolf beasts with silver-white hair and a single horn with a spiral pattern on its head.
"I heard that there is a Ten Thousand Beast Sect in Dongzhou. The warriors in this sect are the most proficient in taming monsters."
Ye Feng looked at the six fifth-level monsters pulling the cart and felt somewhat clear in his heart.
Monsters are cruel and fierce by nature, especially fierce characters like the flaming lion and the one-horned silver wolf. Without special methods, they absolutely cannot be tamed to pull a cart.
After broadening his horizons and knowledge, Ye Feng also knew that these monsters tamed by the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect were all valuable.
There were no drivers in the two carriages, the curtains fluttered in the wind, and two figures, one in front and one behind, walked out of the carriages.
A woman with a beautiful face, like a flower shy of the moon, and a young man with red lips, white teeth, sharp eyes and starry eyebrows, he can be called a handsome man.
From the whispers of the nearby crowd, Ye Feng knew the origins of these two people. The girl's name was Duan Fang, and the boy's name was Ma Ling. They were both disciples of a well-established martial arts family in the divine city.
Xiao Long, who was lying lazily on Ye Feng's shoulder, woke up and glanced at the three flaming lions and three one-horned silver wolves pulling the cart with his erect golden pupils.
"roar,"
"Ouch,"
As if facing a formidable enemy, the six-headed fifth-level demonic beasts all felt weak in their legs and feet, and retreated with their tails between their legs in fear.
Duan Fang and Ma Ling frowned, but no matter how they were used, the six monsters seemed to have lost control and suddenly turned around and ran away, as if they had seen an extremely terrifying monster.
There were a few sneers from the crowd, and some people were mocking the two men for driving a fifth-level monster beast to pull a cart. They seemed to be majestic, but in the end, it turned out to be such a misfortune.
Young men and girls with outstanding talents feel that they have lost face and look very ugly.
"Nonsense," Ye Feng flicked Xiaolong's head on his shoulder.
Xiaolong twisted a few times, as if he was stretching after a full sleep, and the snake core licked Ye Feng's cheek, as if he was coquettishly.
Ye Feng laughed dumbly and couldn't bear to blame this little guy for his ignorance.
This scene happened to fall in the eyes of Duan Fang and Ma Ling. Both of them looked over with a hint of coldness and questioning.
"It was the little snake on your shoulder that scared away the beast pulling the cart," Duan Fang asked, frowning.
"I apologize for my ignorance, little one," Ye Feng smiled apologetically.
He did not deny it, because when Xiaolong frightened away the six monsters just now, he released a ray of aura, which the other party could obviously sense.
"Forget it if you are ignorant," Ma Ling snorted coldly and said, "Hand over the little beast on your shoulders, and the matter will be over."
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that, being able to scare six fifth-level monsters into such an appearance, the little golden snake on this young man's shoulder probably has some origins, and is at least much more precious than the six monster beasts put together.
The crowd not far away became lively. Everyone naturally noticed the movement here and felt that a good show was about to be staged.
"That's the little princess of the Duan family. At eighteen years old, she's really young and graceful. It's said that her cultivation has reached the early stage of the Martial Emperor."
"Ma Ling is also eighteen years old, and her cultivation level is better than that of the little princess of the Duan family. She is already in the middle stage of the Martial Emperor period,"
The comments from the crowd made Duan Fang and Ma Ling look even more arrogant.
Not to mention that just in this divine city, there are not many people in the entire Jiuyang Continent who can reach the realm of the Martial Emperor before the age of twenty.
Compared to the total number of warriors in the entire five major regions of the Nine Suns Continent, there are indeed only a few people who have achieved the martial arts level before the age of twenty, but Ye Feng has encountered quite a few so-called geniuses of this level during this period of time.
Seeing the arrogance and confidence on the faces of the girls and boys across from them, Ye Feng burst into laughter. He had beaten many geniuses of this level and killed a few.
Although the little dragon on the shoulder cannot yet speak human words, he is very spiritual and can understand human speech. At this moment, he raises his little head and spits out the core, with a fierce light in his golden pupils.
"Don't cause trouble for me," Ye Feng flicked its little head again, but he was worried that this thing would really swallow these two people in one bite.
But Ye Feng's move completely ignored the existence of Duan Fang and Ma Ling on the opposite side.
"You are deaf, didn't you hear what I said?" Ma Ling said coldly.
"Which family are you a disciple of?" Seeing Ye Feng's fearless look, the woman's carefulness made Duan Fang act a little more cautious.
"Don't be so arrogant, can you be so aggressive? I'm here to save you," Ye Feng said somewhat speechlessly.
"Boy, what are you talking nonsense about?" Ma Ling naturally couldn't understand the meaning of Ye Feng's words.
"I mean, if I hadn't flicked this little guy on the head just now, just by what you just said, this little guy would have swallowed both of you to pieces. You think I am I'm not saving you," Ye Feng said seriously.
Ma Ling and Duan Fang were stunned at first, and then started laughing, especially Ma Ling who laughed wildly, pointed at Ye Feng's nose, and said: "You thought the little snake on your shoulder was a dragon, yet you swallowed it in one gulp It really makes me laugh out loud..."
The moment Ma Ling pointed at Ye Feng's nose and began to mock, the little dragon on Ye Feng's shoulder suddenly shot up. Everyone only saw a flash of golden light, and then Ma Ling's finger was bitten by the little dragon.
Along with a click, a shrill scream rang out from in front of Shenzong's ancient arched door.
One of Ma Ling's fingers was bitten off directly. The severed finger fell to the ground, and the blood was dazzling scarlet.
It wasn't over yet. There was a flash of golden light, and everyone heard another 'pop' sound. Ma Ling's body spun in mid-air and flew out like a top. A striking wound on his face was like a whip mark. The little dragon's tail was whipped.
The whole process happened so fast that everyone was stunned, including Ma Ling and Duan Fang.
But the culprit of all this is back on Ye Feng's shoulders at this moment, shaking his head and spitting out his core, looking like he is showing off his power.
Ye Feng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out two fingers to hold Xiaolong in front of his eyes and cursed: "You little son of a bitch actually caused trouble for me."
Xiaolong struggled, looking very aggrieved. He blinked his little eyes a few times, as if he was saying that it was you who caused trouble before, and this is just my first time.
"Damn it, why do I have such a poor son like you?" Ye Feng scolded as he picked up the little golden snake and threw it around several windmills, letting the little guy wander around in all sorts of ways.
Many people watched this scene with their mouths twitching. The conversation between a young boy and a golden snake, and claiming to be the golden snake's father, everyone thought it was simply ridiculous.
In the eyes of others, Ye Feng seems to be mentally ill, but to Ye Feng, he really regards Xiaolong as his own son in his heart.
In the eyes of the vast majority of warriors, monster beasts are used by human warriors to kill and enslave. Not many people can understand this special emotion that connects the hearts and blood between humans and monster beasts.
After giving the disobedient little guy a lesson, Ye Feng then raised his eyes to look at Duan Fang opposite, grinned, pretending to be harmless, and said with a smile: "The little guy is ignorant, I'm sorry, I'm sorry... "
"Madman," Duan Fang thought to himself, taking a few steps back with some fear.
When Ma Ling had one of her fingers bitten off and then was slapped in the face, she didn't even see the movements of the little golden snake clearly.
Ma Ling got up from the ground, with a scar obviously leaking blood on his face. His first reaction was to fight Ye Feng desperately.
Duan Fang, who was cautious in nature, pulled him back, frowned and shook his head. Ma Ling was shocked and came to his senses, and all the blood rushing to his head was completely extinguished.
Both of them knew very well at this time that the other's strength was very strong, and continuing the conflict would only lead to self-humiliation.
Glancing at Ye Feng angrily, Ma Ling seemed to want to imprint this guy's appearance in his mind, and then he and Duan Fang walked towards the arched door of Shenzong.
From time to time, sarcastic laughter came from the nearby crowd, which felt like needles pricking their hearts in Duan Fang and Ma Ling's ears, making their hatred and murderous intent even stronger.
Of course, there are many people talking about Ye Feng's origins, but with this unfamiliar face, people are more curious about the little golden snake on his shoulder.
"That little snake seems to have four little claws. It can't be the legendary dragon, right?"
Someone whispered something in a low voice, but no one around him believed it, because in the past tens of millions of years, the traces of Shenlong have almost disappeared in Jiuyang Continent.
During this process, the old man who had fallen asleep in front of the simple arched door never woke up. He was sleeping soundly while minding his own business. People with sharp eyes saw that the old man was crying.
Duan Fang and Ma Ling had just walked closer and were hesitating whether to wake up the old man from Shenzong, when they saw two golden letters flying out of their bodies and falling lightly on the sleeping old man's table.
The ancient rusty arched door also slowly opened at this time.
Duan Fang and Ma Ling were stunned for a moment, then realized what they were doing, bowed respectfully to the sleeping old man, and then walked into the gate of Shenzong.
After the two of them entered, the door was closed again. The old man guarding the door was still awake, and the halazi continued to flow.
"It's really invincible to be able to sleep in such a state of sleep," Ye Feng's mouth twitched.
The woman in white said nothing and walked directly towards the arched door of Shenzong.
Ye Feng did not hesitate and followed him, staring at the sleeping old man, thinking to himself that this old man must have been dreaming about the beautiful woman's white body and breasts, otherwise why would he be drooling so much.
The more Ye Feng thought about it, the more he realized that his idea of a bad idea was more or less inseparable.
The woman in white and Ye Feng came closer, but no golden letter flew out. The sleeping old man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were red, and said: "Go away and play with eggs without notice, disturbing my spring dream, grandpa."
Ye Feng was dumbfounded and wished he could admire the old man's admiration.
The crowd not far away was so shocked by the old man's powerful words that they almost pissed themselves. No one could have imagined how such a shameless old guy could escape from the Holy Land of Shenzong.
Ye Feng glanced at the woman in white next to him. Because of the veil, he couldn't see her expression clearly, and he didn't dare to use his spiritual mind to pry.
"It's you,,"
The shameless old man seemed to have just noticed the woman in white. He suddenly jumped to his feet, a smile appeared on his face, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "What I just said was nonsense. Grandma, do you think I farted?"
Layers of ice crystals condensed on the ground, and the temperature in the air suddenly dropped a lot, making people feel a bone-deep chill.
The shameless old man's face changed several times, and he just needed to give himself a mouthful, saying: "Auntie, did you treat me like a fart?"
"Holy shit, this is a senior expert from Shenzong, and he blinded me."
Waves of wailing could be heard from the crowd behind. It was obvious that this shameless old man's behavior had simply subverted everyone's illusions about that sacred place.
The ice crystals flew up and formed into an ice giant in an instant. The shameless old man turned around and ran away, but he was caught by his bare feet, and then he was pushed to the ground and punched and kicked. It was horrible to watch.
Every time the giant's fist fell, the ground shook violently, and the loud rumbling sound was mixed with the shameless old man's wail.
After a while, the old man with a bruised nose and swollen face was thrown aside casually, the arched door opened, and Ye Feng followed the woman in white and walked in swaggeringly.
Although the behavior of the old man at the door was extremely shameful, this scene still made the crowd behind couldn't help but feel their hearts twitching violently.
He beat the gatekeeper in front of Shenzong's gate and walked into Shenzong so arrogantly. Who can be so domineering?