Chapter 10: I deserve a beating, right? ()

Ordinary people at this level have good skills, at most they are only the power of ten jin. Other aspects that are not easy to reveal, such as physical strength, endurance, etc., have also greatly improved.

With his hand lightly pressing the ground, Ye Feng turned over and stood up from the ground, and a large piece of the metal garbage in front of him had already disappeared. He really didn't know how many years of practice, so he touched his body and had eaten up all the Sanyang Innate Hunger Pills he had refined. He pinched his fingers and calculated that it had been almost ten days.

Ye Fengxin said it was bad. It has not been broken through the Qi-induced period for so many days. That fat old man Zi Xiao, right? Is it because of some problems in cultivation? It seems that he has to go out and ask the old man, so as not to make any mistakes in cultivation.

When Ye Feng pushed open the door of the warehouse, he came to the front hall, but saw that the door of the Dan Room was closed, and then he remembered that today was another day of fanning.

"Junior Brother Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng was about to go to the medicine room to get some materials and take this time to refine some pills to satisfy his hunger, but he heard someone calling him enthusiastically. He turned his head and looked at it. It turned out that it was one of the two people who came that day. He didn't know what the name was, "Oh, senior brother, is there anything wrong?"

The person who came was a disciple named Meng. Today, Senior Brother Song did the work of fanning the fan alone, and he was waiting for Ye Feng to come out of the warehouse.

Why not look for it in the warehouse? Ye Feng was practicing at that time and had no power to resist at all. Don’t forget that this is the territory of the great master of the Yuanshen Stage. There is nothing to hide from Zi Xiao Zhenren. If you do that kind of small move, you will only end up dead!

"Junior Brother Ye Feng, I've been in a hurry last time and I haven't had time to meet you. I'm going to see Meng Changjun," Junior Brother Meng finally had the opportunity to say his name. At this moment, I felt a urge to cry in my heart.

"Oh, Senior Brother Meng, didn't you go to fan today?" Ye Feng didn't even stop and pushed open the door of the medicine room and walked in.

She was actually ignored. Meng Changjun was so angry that his teeth itched and wanted to follow him into the medicine room, but Ye Feng could be rude, but he could not lose his manners. Without the consent of Zi Xiao, they didn't even dare to read the books on the bookshelf in the front hall, let alone entering the medicine room. He stood outside the door of the medicine room and said to Ye Feng inside: "Junior Brother Ye Feng, Elder Zi Xiao has told us about you, we are all of us, Elder Zi Xiao wants us to walk around more."

"Oh, please let me go, I'm not free." Ye Feng took the medicinal herbs and flew past Meng Changjun like a ruthless cold wind.

I'm not free! I'm not free! I'm not free!

"Ye Feng, stop for me. Do you still have the seniority or inferiority in your eyes? It would be fine if you don't respect your senior brother. I like to ignore you even if I talk to you!" Meng Changjun shouted angrily.

In the alchemy room, Zi Xiao Zhenren narrowed his eyes, and could not tell whether it was open or closed. He sat cross-legged in front of the alchemy furnace, just like a mountain of meat, making people wonder how his fat body crossed his legs. On the other side, a disciple named Song was shaking the wind and fire fan hard, and the fire under the alchemy furnace rose with the wind and kept licking the bottom of the furnace.

Suddenly, Zi Xiao Zhenren blinked his eyes twice. Although he was in the alchemy room, everything outside could not be hidden from him. A slight smile that had succeeded in the plot flashed across his fat face.

Hehe! Boy Ye, you must come out if you don’t have food today. Let me see how you will deal with other people’s provocations. You should know that the world is full of intrigue and intrigue, even in the world of cultivation. If you give in, no one will win your affection, but it will only make people think that you are weak and can be bullied. Zi Xiao Zhenren knew that Ye Feng had gone out of seclusion today, so he specially arranged the disciples surnamed Song to shaking the Fenghuo Fan. After all, the root bones are root bones. If the gap in cultivation is too big, no matter how good the root bones are, they will not have much advantage.

When he first came out of the warehouse, Ye Feng was still a little grateful to know that Zi Xiao was guarding the alchemy furnace. After all, he had only improved his cultivation level twice in the past few days. He was really embarrassed to meet Zi Xiao. He went to the medicine room to get some medicinal materials and prepared to go to the Dihuo Room to refine some elixirs to satisfy his hunger so that he could continue to practice and break through the Qi-induced stage as soon as possible. Who would have expected that the man surnamed Meng did not need to shake the fan, but ran to him and said he would go around more, thinking that everyone was as idle as him.

So, Ye Feng answered honestly, "I'm not available." But he didn't expect that this simple sentence deeply hurts Meng's fragile self-esteem.

"Do you still have the seniority in your eyes? It's fine if you don't respect your senior brother. I'm kind to talk to you, but you have such an attitude, which is extremely arrogant!" Meng Changjun quickly stopped Ye Feng, reached out to point his fingers, and shouted angrily.

I stepped on your tail? Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, turned around and came to a small table, gently placed the medicinal herbs in his hand on the table, straightened up and patted his hands, and said helplessly: "It's really troublesome. How can you not bother me?"

"You!" Ye Feng's contempt made Meng Changjun feel angry. He had never received such bird energy since he was a child. As a beautiful person among his peers and as the nephew of the inner deacon of the Sword Sect, even those senior brothers with higher cultivation than him, no one treated him with this attitude. But why, with the cultivation level of the fifth level of the Qi-Speeding Period!

If this is still in the sect, I would make you die without taking action. Meng Changjun thought angrily. But this is the cave of Zi Xiao Zhenren, and "rude" cannot be used as an excuse for Zi Xiao Zhenren. The original plan was to defeat this kid by using mutual verification of their cultivation. Only then would Zi Xiao Zhenren not say anything.

Just as Meng Changjun was hesitating, Ye Feng walked straight outside, "Okay, okay, I'm okay, I'm all, don't you just want to fight me? Don't talk so much nonsense, come on, I'm very tight." But he was also muttering to himself: Could it be the cause and effect formed by the former master of this body? But why don't there be any impression in his mind? It's really inexplicable.

Although Ye Feng didn't know the reason, the other party's intention to provoke was very obvious, so he simply didn't bother with his reasons. Since he got into trouble, he would beat him first.

"Well, it's quite interesting. I don't know where the brat's cultivation has reached these few days. I'm going to leave the weak ones for you today. Don't let me disappoint you." Zi Xiao Zhen was in the alchemy room, but the scene outside was clearly visible. Seeing that Ye Feng's choice was the same as what he wanted, the fat on his face shook three times again, and a satisfied smile appeared slightly.
Chapter completed!