Looking at Ye Feng and the others leaving, the warrior who came with them was stunned. In his memory, no one was qualified to enjoy such treatment.
"He is Ye Feng?"
"It looks very ordinary, a young warrior in the downtown who is not very good-looking... How could he get the personal care of Miss Tianlan?"
Not to mention the warrior, the other guards on both sides were confused and whispered.
You should know that there are as many as hundreds of lower cities participating in the city competition, and the time lasts for half a year. In other words, there are as many as four or five hundred disciples from various sects in Jinhua City this time.
Miss Tianlan only asked them to take care of Ye Feng.
Originally, it was reasonable that the disciples in the city had some friendship with each other, but it was a bit unusual for this to happen to Miss Tianlan, after all, the latter's identity...
...
Gulu!
As the leader of the soldier, Team Fan was entering the city, the prosperity and luxury in the city made Ye Feng dazzled and dazzled.
This so-called vault in the mouth of Elder Ao Cang was like an exquisite painting, slowly unfolding in front of him.
The huge buildings ahead are lined up and down, and have been carefully designed. At first glance, the pavilions and towers are endless and spectacular.
Even the ground under your feet is made of hard bluestone, and it looks spotless.
Looking up, at the end of the view, there were several huge mountains rising from the ground, the waterfalls and rainbows flowing down, emerged from the clouds and mists. Between the clouds and mists, there were white palaces that appeared and disappeared from time to time, just like the secret realm in the sky
.
Dingling!
A string of melodious bells sounded in the air, and a green phoenix bird was extremely handsome. He pulled the jade chariot frame and crossed the ground. He saw that many warriors who could only walk on the street all showed envious and admiring eyes.
The jade chariot hung with golden silk window curtains flying up in the wind, and a calm face as if it were the Gongzi Yuan who was teleported out of the blood-slaying place.
Seeing Ye Feng looking up at him intently and looking thoughtful, Fan Guzheng thought he was also envious of the identity of the man in the jade chariot.
"Young Master, just need to become a fourth-grade inscription master, you can enjoy the special car of Qingluan in this city. Tsk tsk, what a glory... I can't even think about it."
"I dare to ask Fan Guzheng, Inscription Master... how could he be treated so highly in the upper city?"
Looking at Gongzi Yuan who was leaving, Fan Guzheng's words surprised Ye Feng secretly.
Along the way, he could detect the status of the Inscription Master in Jinhua Shangcheng, but he did not expect that it would be so exaggerated. Other warriors, even semi-saints and even holy realms, could only walk in this city and not ride a mount.
But a fourth-grade inscription master enjoys the Qingluan’s special driving?
Is the fourth-grade inscription master more honorable than the saint?
"Just call me Fan Xuan." Team Fan waved his hand and asked back, "Young Master, can you tell me the origin of my Jinhua Shangcheng?"
Ye Feng shook his head.
"The Thirteen County of Shenwu, except for the top ten heroic cities, Tianqi County County City has the most inscription masters, followed by Jinhua Shangcheng. As a second-rate city, its luxury and wealth may not be even a first-rate heroic city.
Can be compared."
"Everything comes from the inscription master. While winning over the powerful people from all directions, the inscription master also brings endless wealth and resources. Therefore, the Prince's Mansion greatly improved the treatment of the inscription master, making their status and status rise higher."
Ye Feng suddenly realized.
No wonder that the old guy Ao Cang was deeply moved by the Jinhua City.
"Brother Fan, what are the divisions of other forces in the upper city?" Ye Feng asked casually with a bow.
"To put it simply, there are not many forces above the fifth rank in this county, and there are only one government and one meeting in total, two sects and one pavilion and five schools. There are many aristocratic families and sects of the other fourth rank, and there are at least dozens of them, so there are no need to understand them one by one.
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Seeing Ye Feng looking like he was asking for advice, Fan Xuan thrust his body and introduced it with some pride: "A mansion is naturally the Prince's Mansion of Tianning County, and in our Tianning County... it has an unparalleled dominance. According to rumors, every
A county prince’s mansion has the shadow of the three major sects behind it."
When talking about the three major sects, Fan Xuan lowered his voice, which seemed particularly mysterious.
"This meeting refers to the Inscription Master Guild, whose wealth is even greater than that of Bishui Pavilion."
"Maybe the Inscription Master Guild is not as good as the County Prince's Mansion in terms of force, but they have a wide range of friendships. Many high-quality Inscription Masters and Grandmasters can establish relationships with powerful people from all sides. They are the only existence in this county that can be compared with the County Prince's Mansion."
"It's actually... so terrifying?"
Ye Feng was secretly shocked.
The Bishui Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, which is spread all over the thirteen counties of the human race, has great means, and no one knows how rich the family is.
Although the Bishui Pavilion in Jinhua Shangcheng is only a branch of the General Pavilion in Tianning County, Ye Feng was surprised that the Inscription Master Guild could surpass them in terms of financial resources.
"Of course. Being able to become an inscription master that everyone admires is the dream of countless people."
Fan Xuan sighed, then patted Ye Feng on the shoulder with comfort, and said, "Those guys... are all perverts in a thousand. You and I will never be able to achieve it in your life, so there is no need to envy them."
Ye Feng smiled and continued to ask, "The one pavilion that Brother Fan mentioned should refer to Bishui Pavilion. What about the two sects?"
Since Jinhua Shangcheng is known as the Golden Cave, how could Bishui Pavilion let go of this big piece of fat meat?
"Yes, it's Bishui Pavilion. As for the two sects, it's the Yuan Sect of Heaven and Earth. The heavenly realm where the clouds and mists are located is the place of the two sects."
Fan Xuan looked at the sky far away, looked at the vague palace, and said to Ye Feng: "The two sects are both fifth-rank forces in this county. In terms of comprehensive strength, although the number of Tianyuan Sect is small, it is even better.
, and the status is also slightly higher than that of Diyuan Sect."
At this point, Fan Xuan suddenly lowered his voice and said, "But the young master must remember one thing, both the Tianyuan Sect and the Diyuan Sect disciples will never offend..."
"How do you say this?"
Ye Feng felt curious in his heart, and he could hear something in Fan Xuan's words.
"This... except for their own cultivation, there are often people behind this. Anyone who can offend any one, may lead him. If he does not want to do so, he will lead to a large number of people."
"In our Jinhua Shangcheng, cultivation strength is only one aspect, financial resources and connections are sometimes more important..."
Fan Xuan pointed at Ye Feng's clothes a little embarrassedly.
"Oh...so that's it."
Hearing this, Ye Feng chuckled.
This person seems a bit snobbish, but he is not bad at acting. In such a general environment, there are probably not many people who can maintain their original intentions.
"Brother Fan, I wonder if I can help you with the next little favor?"
After hesitating for a moment, Ye Feng took out a million spirit stones from the storage bag and handed them to Fan Xuan.
Fan Xuan was surprised to see a million top-grade spirit stones. Even ordinary king-level figures would not have such a big deal. Could it be that he had taken a look? The young master who came down from the city in front of him was actually a...