The two flew into the air, passing through numerous halls one after another, and finally landed outside a huge attic halfway up the mountain.
"This place... is the place where the sect's sect's sect's sect's sect's living life. They are here in their daily practice. Without the permission of deacons or elders, serious disciples are not allowed to enter the depths of the sect at will. Violators will be severely punished."
While leading Ye Feng into the attic, Elder He explained.
"In addition, there are places such as martial arts pavilions, martial arts secret halls, inscription halls, etc. near the mountainside. The martial arts and martial arts are not limited to their identities, and can be exchanged for sect talismans. As for the inscription hall, non-inscribed masters are allowed to approach, which place is connected to the inner gate.
Even ordinary elders are not qualified to enter and exit casually, so remember them especially."
"Okay, you can learn about the remaining ones slowly. There are 63 peddlers in total, and everyone lives in a pavilion. You are considered a vulnerable group in the sect and need help from each other."
Elder He finished his explanation and then he floated away.
As soon as Elder He left, a crackling sound of doors and windows sounded in the attic, and many heads were poked out, both men and women.
"Hey, it's so strange. No newcomers have come for a long time. I didn't expect that there will be new people in my sweeping door today?"
On the second floor, a young man in blue clothes poked his head out and forgot about it, then rushed downstairs like a whirlwind, and looked at Ye Feng curiously.
"My name is Wang Yuwei, I am seventeen years old, a veteran of the Sweeping Sect. Newcomers are welcome to join!"
The boy looked careless and had pretty facial features. He smiled and stretched out his hand to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng shook with him.
Although it was the first time we met, Ye Feng felt a little fond of this young man.
"Hi, hello, this young lady Yuan Ningzhen, I'll cover you in the future."
Another crisp and pleasant sound came.
A green figure jumped out from the stairs. It was a little girl with two braids and agile eyebrows. Her hands were on her back, but she jumped in front of Ye Feng, and then smiled sly and stretched out a white and delicate one.
arm.
Following closely behind, dozens of people came out to say hello, most of them were young men and women in their teens and twenties, but they were not as dead as Ye Feng expected.
.
"Below... Ye Feng!"
Ye Feng smiled faintly, and a little longing appeared in his heart.
The so-called Diyuan Sect seems not as complicated as I had imagined before...
...
A few dozen miles away from the Maritime House, there is an amazing graceful figure standing quietly in a magnificent hall.
At one moment, the space next to Miaoman's figure moved slightly, and an old man with fairy spirit and Taoist traits walked out, which was the previous Elder He.
"Uncle Her, the new newcomer who came to report, is Ye Feng?"
Miaoman's body slightly turned her body, facing the setting sun, revealing an amazing face. It was Tianlan, the special envoy who presided over Xiacheng Bi...
"Yes, it's that boy. This guy didn't use the letter you left him, but he had some backbone."
Elder He nodded slightly.
A hint of dissatisfaction flashed through his eyes, and Tian Lan nodded: "I wanted to take this opportunity to repay his strange fire favor. It seems that I have to wait and find an opportunity. By the way, Uncle He, what is Ye Feng's rating?"
"Only level 4. Lan Yatou, this is different from what you said. Moreover, the inheritor of the strange fire should not only have a level 4 score."
Speaking of this, Elder He showed some doubts in his eyes.
Tian Lan also frowned slightly. After thinking for a while, hesitated: "What I saw with my own eyes that day, with his cultivation level, it is impossible for him to be as low as level 4. Perhaps... he wanted to deliberately keep a low profile."
"Yes, it must be like this. After all, Ye Feng has the identity of a Shui son-in-law on his head, which is too high-profile and can easily attract hatred by our human warriors."
"Oh? There are still people like this?"
Although Elder He's tone was a little surprised, he was not moved by the words "Sea Son-in-law" that Tian Lan said.
What a warrior in the lower city was not qualified to let him come forward, but the trace of strange fire obtained from Ye Feng slowed down the pain of the existence of that lord, which made him an exception.
"Let's just let him go. Observe for a while. If you really have martial arts talent, it's okay to give me some advice. If you really only have level 4 ability, then... I will give him a job in the sect.
, Just be a helper to repay the favor of Yihuo.”
"Well, that's fine."
Seeing that Elder He had already expressed his attitude, Tian Lan didn't say much.
After all, she and Ye Feng were just one-sided encounter. It was already a good thing to be benevolent and righteous to let Elder He, the inner sect of Diyuan Sect, come forward to take care of Yi Er.
"However, that kid may not have a good life in the coming years. The inscription conference will be held in one year. The disciples of the inside and outside want to improve themselves in a short time. Often at this time, the lowest status mailman and the intern disciple are the ones who are trained to do so.
, will become the target of their squeeze.”
"Forget it, why bother with these things? I'm just an ordinary downtown warrior."
With a whisk, Elder He turned and left.
"As far as I know, this Ye Feng is not the kind of person who is willing to be humiliated. Maybe he can't do it even if he wants to keep a low profile."
Forgot the direction of Elder He's disappearance from the air. Tian Lan looked into his tongue with a rare smile, and murmur sounded from his mouth.
...
The dark night was falling, and the days of traveling Ye Feng was a little tired. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he began to circulate his meridians to adapt to the eighth level of the virtual realm as soon as possible.
If you give yourself a few more days, the score during the test will not be so low.
But in this way, I was not able to get the chance to be a good young man in the labour house who looked quite interesting.
It can be said that there are gains and losses, and there are benefits and disadvantages.
Being at the bottom of the sect allows them to stay together and unite, without losing the warmest advantages of human nature.
Widths of Yuan power were rapidly exuding, and after wandering for a while, they ran back and forth in the meridians. After dozens of consecutive cycles, Ye Feng opened his mouth and vomited a breath of turbid air.
"It is worthy of being one of the fifth-grade sects. It is almost twice as fast as it is to practice here than in ordinary places."
In just a few hours, Ye Feng felt that the fluctuations in his body had been much more stable. In addition, the power in his dantian was also a little more powerful.
This speed is equivalent to practicing on Wu Ji's spiritual cultivation platform. At most ten days, Ye Feng can completely stabilize the eighth level of the virtual realm.
Of course, when you first arrived at such a powerful sect, you can't figure out the situation of the fifth-grade sect. Ye Feng really didn't dare to enter the cultivation space at will, adjusting the time to quickly practice...