"Did my son be beaten like this by Ye Feng's bare hands?" Long Zhenchuan looked at the two guards and asked.
"yes."
The two guards did not dare to hide it.
"Tell me about the specific process."
"Headmaster Ye Feng did not have any spiritual energy fluctuations on his body, nor did he use any insidious means. He just used a strange set of boxing techniques to beat the young master until he was unable to resist."
"What boxing technique?"
Long Zhenchuan asked curiously.
The two guards looked at each other in a similar way and said with a strange look on their faces: "We only heard Master Ye shouting out strange names of moves such as 'White Crane Spreads Wings, False Steps Spread Palms, Lunge Kicks, Turn Back and Draw'."
Long Zhenchuan: "Is there a false step and a bright palm?"
He frowned and waved to the two guards: "Okay, get down!"
"yes."
After the two guards left, Long Zhenchuan narrowed his eyes.
"To beat my son, who is at the fifth level of Qi Refining, to this level with the strength of his body alone, Ye Feng's body is very strong, at least on par with mine, which shows that this person's cultivation level is not simple either."
"The disciples of the Piao Miao Sect have all practiced their magic to great perfection. They must be guided by experts."
"And this expert must be Ye Feng."
"The Piaomiao Sect... is hidden deep enough!"
In Long Zhenchuan's view, Ye Feng must have taken some elixirs that perfectly hid the fluctuations of spiritual energy in his body.
As for the purpose of doing this, he couldn't guess.
But Long Zhenchuan knew one thing.
People like Ye Feng are very dangerous!
Moreover, the season when monsters are rampant will come soon, and it is not appropriate for the Long family to make enemies with the Piaomiao sect whose strength is unknown at this time, in order to avoid increasing losses.
So, Long Zhenchuan sent an order to Long’s house:
"Tell me to go down and if I see people from the Piaomiao Sect, I'll take a detour as much as possible, and don't conflict with them, let alone make them enemies."
The order quickly spread throughout the Long family.
In a side courtyard of the Long family.
After hearing the news, a young man with silver hair and blue eyes ran to a bedroom with an exquisite layout and said to a woman in her thirties who was cutting paper:
"Mom, I heard that a sect called Piaomiao Sect is so powerful that even the Long family is afraid of it, so I want to join that sect."
The woman raised her head, revealing a slightly pale but extremely beautiful face.
She smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't it good to stay well at Long's house?"
The silver-haired boy clenched his fists: "But, my uncle won't let me practice. How will I know my life experience?"
"Your uncle doesn't let you practice to protect you, and what's more? It's better not to know your life experience."
The woman lowered her head and continued cutting paper.
The silver-haired boy bit his lip and quietly exited the bedroom.
His name is Long Tianxing, taking his mother's surname.
As for who his father is, no one in the entire Long family knows except his mother.
Long Tianxing really wanted to practice and then leave Baifu City to see the prosperous world outside? At the same time, he could find out his life experience.
But? His uncle Long Zhenchuan refused to let him practice.
Although there is no danger in staying at Long's house, Long Tianxing doesn't want to live a boring life like a "canary" without freedom.
"The world is so big, I want to see it!"
Long Tianxing put on a cloak and used the wall-climbing ability he had developed since childhood to easily climb over the wall and leave the Long family, which was not heavily guarded.
…
Baizong Square.
Ye Feng is sitting in the sun.
An hour had passed, but no one had joined the Piaomiao sect? This made him look sad.
It's already the fourth day.
Three more days? The assessment period is about to end.
He must recruit six more registered disciples within the time limit? Otherwise, he will fail the assessment period task.
"I want to join the Piaomiao Faction."
At this time, a slightly childish voice sounded.
Ye Feng raised his head in surprise and looked at the short figure wearing a cloak with the people around him.
"This kid seems to be less than 1.5 meters tall, right?"
Ye Feng is sitting on a chair. The person speaking has to raise his head to look at him. It can be seen that he is very short.
But? Height is not required to join the sect.
Thinking of this? Ye Feng opened his spiritual eyes and looked up and down at the cloaked man. He found that the man's heart had its own spiritual energy fluctuations, he was in good health, and his bones should not be bad.
Moreover, the system did not send out an "incompatible" prompt, indicating that this person is what he thought and could be accepted as a registered disciple.
"Name, date of birth, bones, cultivation, and origin, please tell me everything."
Ye Feng took out the roster, looked at the cloaked man seriously, and found that this guy deliberately lowered his head, not daring to let others see his face.
However, you can still vaguely see that this is a beautiful boy with supple skin.
"Well, I look quite shy..."
Ye Feng thought this in his heart.
"My name is Long Tianxing. I'm thirteen years old. I don't know how old I am. I haven't cultivated yet. I come from the Long family."
The disguised Long Tianxing said weakly.
"It turns out to be a member of the Long family!"
The eyes of the people around him widened a little.
Just after Long Qitian was beaten up by Ye Feng, did the Long family send an undercover agent?
However, this undercover agent’s skills are too poor!
How can one just introduce himself as soon as he arrives?
"Are you from the Long family? What is the relationship between Long Qitian and you?" Ye Feng was also surprised, and several disciples also looked at Long Tianxing with strange expressions.
"Long Qitian is my cousin."
Long Tianxing was worried that Ye Feng would not accept him, so he made a faint sound like a mosquito, which even he could hardly hear.
But not long after, there was a "bang" sound, and Ye Feng had already stamped his stamp on the roster.
"I am the leader Ye Feng. From today on, you are the sixth disciple of our Piao Miao Sect. Those are your senior brothers and sisters, Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, Li Jiaojiao, and Mo Ying."
Ye Feng stood up, pointed at Shi Lei and his group, and made a brief introduction.
Fifth disciple Shu Hongyu was out training. Although he didn't know what the situation was, Ye Feng thought about it and decided to leave a place for her.
"The leader is really willing to accept me?"
Long Tianxing raised his head excitedly.
But because he raised his head too quickly and the wind in the square was very strong, he lifted the hood on his head, revealing his silver hair and blue eyes.
"Ouch!"
"It turns out to be the nephew from the Long family!"
"I heard that he is not a human race, but the son of Long Zhenchuan's little sister and a foreign man."
"It is said that the head of the Long family, Long Zhenchuan, did not allow Long Tianxing to practice because he was worried that he would cause trouble when he went out."
"I didn't expect that he would join the Piaomiao Faction. Aren't you afraid of being spanked by your uncle?"
"What are you afraid of? If Long Zhenchuan dares to fight, I'm sure Long Tianxing will cut his hair in the first month."
"..."
There were exclamations from the surrounding crowd.
The discussion was endless.
"Alien!"
Mo Ying looked at Long Tianxing and frowned slightly.
On her way to Baifu City, she met a foreign woman and had a fight with her, with neither victory nor defeat.
Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, and Li Jiaojiao also had their eyes widened, but there was no disgust or disgust in their eyes, just pure curiosity.
Long Tianxing looks really cute.
She has long silver hair, casually tied up with a red rope tied with a bow. Her blue eyes are as clear as a blue lake.
But at this moment, Long Tianxing's beautiful eyes were full of panic because of his appearance.
"do not look!"
He quickly put on his hat, covered his eyes with his hands, and frantically peeked through his fingers at other people's expressions.