Along the way, Ye Feng felt that there were many disciples from the outer courtyard pointing at him behind his back.
There were constant whispers, and although the sound was weak and inaudible, it still fell into Ye Feng's ears.
"It was that boy who defeated Zhong Ziqi."
"Depending on his appearance, his cultivation level is average, he doesn't seem to have much combat power. A serious disciple dares to attack the external sect and the intern disciples. Isn't this... Isn't he seeking death by himself?"
"Zhong Ziqi is still sweeping the floor with a group of disciples. The news has spread to most of the outer courtyards, but this time he lost all his face."
"Hmph, I can't see it all. Although this kid comes from a weird place, Zhong Ziqi will not give up. Don't forget the power behind the protection. In my opinion, this person will be in trouble sooner or later, and that group of servants will also suffer.
His involvement.”
"What if he cares, it has nothing to do with us anyway, hehe..."
Ye Feng looked calm and didn't care much about the messages that were rushing into his ears.
Soon, he rushed back to the servant building.
In the square at the door, Zhong Ziqi, who was depressed, had a white cloth wrapped around his face, and only a pair of eyes were exposed.
A group of interns were sweeping the floor around, causing sand and dust in the square to be covered in dust, and there were many broken brooms on the ground. Obviously... they spread all the resentment in their stomachs on these external objects.
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Seeing Ye Feng walking slowly, the group of people suddenly restrained a little, but Zhong Ziqi, whose eyes were blasting with fire, glared at him, and the broom held in his hand immediately twisted and deformed.
Especially those onlookers who heard the news from a distance, after seeing this scene, bursts of gloating sounds made him feel angry and wished he could tear Ye Feng to pieces.
"Thank you brothers... Thank you for your hard work. After a month, if there are still people who follow us to continue challenging and bet, we will sweep the floor... and welcome it."
Ignoring those hatred gazes, Ye Feng threw down a few words and walked straight into the hall of the servant building.
Click!
Looking at Ye Feng's disappearing back, Zhong Ziqi could no longer suppress the anger he had suppressed, and the broom in his hand was suddenly broken into 17 or 18 pieces.
"The man surnamed Ye is so humiliating to me. If you and don't have me in Diyuan Sect, please give me...wait!"
...
"Junior Brother Ye... is back."
"I heard that Junior Brother Ye went to the Sutra and Dharma Temple to practice?"
"Uh... the aura on his body... seems to have improved a lot."
In the hall, many errand disciples gathered around. When they saw Ye Feng enter, they hurriedly made way out.
They talked a lot, especially when they felt the breath of Ye Feng, they showed shock. Many female warriors had a burning light in their eyes and a little shy face, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Senior brothers and sisters, what are you doing here if you don't practice?"
After walking out of the crowd in confusion, Ye Feng noticed the abnormality in the hall.
Yuan Ningzhen and Wang Yuwei were also in the hall. In addition, there was a deep and burly man sitting in the center, looking around with a anxious look.
Guan Wushu!
Without waiting for Ye Feng to ask, Guan Buyu stood up suddenly, and his eyes lit up when he looked at Ye Feng.
"Brother Ye, you are here. I've been waiting for you here for three days. If you don't show up again, I'm afraid I'll break into your inner courtyard to ask for someone."
Ye Feng then remembered that he had agreed to Guan Buyu to refine a second-level inscription that could carry the body for him. This guy... should be here to deliver the materials.
"Hehe, brother Guan, don't blame me. A sect talisman can only be practiced for three days, so I dare not waste it."
Ye Feng had a little bit of favor from this rough man, and Guan Buyu did not have the airs of being a strong man, and he was straightforward to his own taste.
"That's true."
"In the virtual realm stage, few people have such a big deal as Brother Ye..."
Guan Buyu naturally understood how rare the talismans of the sect were, but this rough man didn't say much, and directly put out ten inscription materials, and then rubbed his hands awkwardly.
"Here are ten inscription materials and relevant scrolls of explanations. It's hard for brothers. My brother is not worth much, so he can only provide so many for a while."
Although he was very powerful inscriptions, even so, if he wanted to use ten materials to engrave a top-quality inscription that could carry the body, he still felt it was a bit difficult.
You should know that inscription masters need a lot of practice to engrave any new inscription. Those inscription masters at the level often go through a lot of practice before they can pick up ordinary inscriptions at will.
As for the inscription master who has reached the sixth level, there are at least hundreds of instructions in his mind, which is a completely mobile treasure house.
A third-grade inscription master generally needs to practice a lot before he has the opportunity to successfully engrave the inscriptions of the upper level.
"Ahem, ten pieces of materials should be almost the same."
Ye Feng nodded, did not choose to be polite.
He has no full confidence in his inscriptions yet.
"It doesn't matter if you fail. At worst, I'll go find materials again. If I can succeed in advance, I'll give all the remaining ones to Brother Ye."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Guan Buyu's expression showed a hint of excitement.
"By the way, there's nothing unusual these days, are those guys... having come to ask for trouble?"
After having an explanation with Guan Buyu, Ye Feng turned his attention to Yuan Ningzhen and the others.
"Since Junior Brother Ye beat Zhong Ziqi up a few days ago and killed the chicken to scare the monkey, it seems to have some effect."
"Originally, our sweeping door would be harassed and extorted every now and then, but the situation is still fine these days. But... I just don't know how long it will last?"
"In addition, I received the news that several foreign deans elders seemed a little dissatisfied with the fact that they had lost face to the outside sect..."
Yuan Ningzhen said with a frown.
"I am willing to accept the loss by betting, and we are not a member of the outer courtyard? Even if the elders intervene, we cannot give in, otherwise we will only become bullies in the future."
Ye Feng didn't care about this.
The level of the Diyuan Sect is clearly defined, and the bet is undoubtedly a contact with some people's forbidden zones. But since I have done this and have broken up with Zhong Ziqi and the others, I must stick to it to the end.
He is not the kind of person who obeys the situation.
"Too."
"As long as there is no inner disciple involved, what I fear most is the Yuan Alliance. Zhong Ziqi and Gongzi Yuan have a family with a deep background in the Yuan Alliance. His closest backer is a guy named Bu Jingyu.
.”
Wang Yuwei scratched his head, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
When he heard this name, even Yuan Ningzhen showed a little restless look...