In fact, this matter really has nothing to do with Zhong Ziqi.
Zhong Ziqi has always regarded Guan Buyu and the other two as coaches invited to guide him by the servant building. He would never have thought that Guan Buyu and the other two had joined the sweeping door and would stand up to them at this moment.
As long as they do not interfere with the affairs of the sect, the large and small sects in the upper city of Jinhua do not exclude their disciples from forming forces and strengthening themselves.
The disciples who can enter the sect have extraordinary backgrounds. These formed forces also have inseparable relationships, which can indirectly enhance the strength of the sect.
Of course, they cannot actively interfere with the struggles among their disciples, otherwise they will attract law enforcement disciples to intervene, and it will be difficult to deal with if there is too much trouble.
After his thoughts moved for a moment, Qing Zhenyi suddenly smiled sinisterly, and his eyes showed a look of arrogance again.
As a late stage of the King Realm, he naturally would not join the Diyuan Sect. Although the other two men did not take action, they were not afraid of Guan Buyu's pressure at all. Obviously, they also had the level of cultivation in the late stage of the King Realm.
In other words, these three people should just be temporary support for the sweeping door.
The current situation is that the outer disciples join forces to deal with Ye Feng, which can attract the opponent to take action, which can be regarded as legitimate defense. This is not enough to attract the intervention of law enforcement disciples.
But if they take the initiative to attack themselves, it is equivalent to violating the rules.
It is to attract the encirclement and suppression of the entire Diyuan Sect.
Seeing this clearly, Qing Zhenyi's confidence came back.
He took a quick step forward and observed Ye Feng intently.
The young man in front of him, who looked open-minded, should be the inscription master who can engrave the second-level soul in the sweeping door.
"Hehe, the inscription master actually appeared among the servile disciples, which really surprised me."
"You...a name is Ye Feng?"
As soon as he said something, Qing Zhenyi frowned slightly.
The name Ye Feng sounds familiar, and seems to have heard it somewhere.
"Are you the inscription dealer who maliciously speculates in price?"
Ye Feng also had some doubts in his heart.
From Qing Zhenyi, he actually felt a vague sense of familiarity.
"Inscription dealer? You are really brave enough to break the rules of the inscription industry at will."
Ignoring Ye Feng's mockery, Qing Zhenyi said again: "You should know the background of my net. Boy, there are people outside of people, there is heaven beyond the sky. Don't think you are so awesome. When you are stepped on by others and you lose the opportunity to turn over,
It's too late to regret it."
"Stop showing off your qualifications here. What do you want to do? I am here to accompany you. What is the ability to bully ordinary traitors?"
"If you have the ability, you can challenge Tianyuan Sect. In the Sutra Dharma Temple, the inner disciples were trampled by the people of Tianyuan Sect and dared not give a single fart. Where were you at that time?"
"Maybe among those who have been bullied, you, the hypocritical master of inscriptions."
Ye Feng waved his hand and interrupted Qing Zhenyi's words, and said mercilessly.
A burst of whispers came, and many onlookers nodded subconsciously.
That's true.
The organizations of Diyuan Sect only know how to join forces to bully the weak, and they dare not say anything in front of the powerful disciples of Tianyuan Sect.
Qing Zhenyi's face turned red and turned into pig liver.
With his usual status, who would speak to him like this?
For only a moment, he could not refute Ye Feng.
"Boy, you will accompany you whatever you said just now, and whatever I want to do? Well, since you are so awesome, you can't show weakness with me, Qing Zhenyi, so I will compete with you for the inscription technique..."
With his eyes moving, Qing Zhenyi suddenly changed the topic and said.
Ye Feng couldn't help but scream in secret.
I was quick-talking just now and didn't take the door any more, but the other party caught the handle.
Although I engraved a Level 3 inscription, it was only once after all, so I can only say that I first got a glimpse of the level 3 inscriptions.
However, Qing Zhenyi is a real fourth-grade inscription master. He undoubtedly surpasses himself in both experience and inscription level.
For a moment, Ye Feng hesitated a little.
"Why, can you fart what you said? Haha, the slaughter is just a slaughter after all. Even if you become an inscription master, it is still disappointing as always. No wonder you guys... are at the bottom of the world for thousands of years."
Qing Zhenyi was unreasonable and deliberately used Yuanli to raise his voice, and then spread far away.
"Yes, we heard it too!"
"Since you are an inscription master, you can use inscription techniques to compete. What else do you say more?"
No one cares about the big deal when watching the fun, let alone there are many people around, and they immediately started to make a fuss.
When he heard this, Yuan Ningzhen, Wang Yuwei and others naturally looked angry.
A fourth-grade inscription master who forcibly competes with the third-grade inscription master inscription art? He also deliberately used words to squeeze Ye Feng out. Qing Zhenyi's face is probably no longer as thick as Zhong Ziqi...
Junior Brother Ye can't be fooled by him.
"Who is here to make trouble in the important sect?
As hesitated, a thunderous sound rolled in, causing the people around him to make another way.
"It's Elder Feng..."
Someone shouted, and everyone immediately calmed down. Elder Feng was the elder of the outer dean. He was in charge of the cultivation of the round tower and had certain rights to deal with external affairs. Most disciples dared not offend him.
A little displeasure rippled on his round face. Elder Feng moved his steps and squeezed into the middle of the circle. As soon as he looked, his face suddenly showed shock.
"Disciple Ye Feng, I have seen Elder Feng!"
Ye Feng bowed and bowed.
"Luowang...qing Zhenyi."
Qing Zhenyi just bowed slightly, and did not express anything else.
As his identity, the outer elders wanted to give him three points of face.
Sure enough, when Elder Feng heard this name, he looked shaking and nodded at him.
However, when Elder Feng's eyes swept through Guan Buyu and the other two, a hint of fear appeared in his old eyes. Whether Guan Buyu or the two black and white heroes, in terms of cultivation, they were obviously not inferior to him.
What day is this today?
There are actually four-grade inscription masters and peak masters of the king realm who are fighting in the outer courtyard? But such a thing makes me catch up?
Headache.
"That... Ning Zhen, tell me, what's going on?"
When he saw Yuan Ningzhen in a blink of an eye, Elder Feng seemed to have seen a savior and quickly opened his mouth to ask.
Yuan Ning, who was pouting her mouth, was really full of grievances and told the whole story about the cause and effect.
"It turns out to be a fight for the inscription market? This... we are all disciples of our sect. Fighting between the internal and external colleges is not a good thing. If it spreads, it will only become a laughing stock."
"In this way... I am a peacemaker, let's just let this matter go, everyone will disperse..."
Elder Feng was neither willing to commit suicide by Qing Zhenyi nor dared to provoke three martial arts masters who were only stronger than him. He only thought about turning big things into small things...
"That's it? That won't happen."
"I, Luowang, are not so easy to share with. The sweeping door has seized the inscription business of Luowang and Yuanmeng, so I must give an explanation."
Qing Zhenyi looked arrogant and did not sell her face at all. She even brought out the great Bodhisattva of "Ancestral Alliance"...