Chapter 758 Yin Rurong's secret hand, a challenge to the Misty Sect
In the sky.
The Lord of the Holy Sun City personally held the door plaque covered with red cloth and came out of the air with a proud look on his face.
Behind him, there are two columns.
They are the elder appraisers with smiles on their faces, and countless young fairies holding flower baskets.
They kept throwing flowers, turning them into light rain, and the sky was filled with colorful clouds, which was beautiful.
This is an infinite blessing to the Piaomiao Sect!
"We're finally here." Ye Feng looked at the door plaque covered in red cloth and raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously.
"Congratulations to Master Ye, congratulations to Piaomiao Sect!"
The Lord of the Holy Sun City used his momentum to lift the door plaque and sent it to Ye Feng's hands, and then spoke a loud blessing.
Ye Feng hung the plaque on the door of the head hall.
Wow!
He pulled off the red cloth with force, revealing the three words "Piaomiao Sect", followed by four huge golden star symbols.
That is the symbol of four stars!
Starting today, the Piaomiao Sect has been officially promoted to a four-star sect. In the past, the sect was qualified to build large-scale teleportation arrays that lead to all parts of the Chinese mainland.
"Congratulations to Piaomiao Sect!"
Everyone congratulated him one after another and gave him various gifts.
Ye Feng landed on the main seat in Zongmen Square, slowly stretched out his hands, and said: "Welcome all fellow Taoists to come and enjoy the glory. From now on, we will never return until we are drunk!"
"drink!"
"I did it!"
People from all the major forces toasted together and drank together, mingling and enjoying themselves on the table. They jointly wished the Piaomiao Sect who was promoted to four stars, and also wished Ye Feng who had become the leader of the four-star forces.
"Thank you fellow Taoists!"
Ye Feng raised his glass in return.
At the celebration.
All the major forces drank the medicinal wine from Long Tianxing's hometown and felt that the wine was very good and praised it full of praise.
“Good wine!”
Someone else praised it.
The efficacy of the medicinal wine of the Dragon Tribe is pretty good, but it is far from being able to benefit people from all major forces.
This is because the dragon-human medicinal wine can only have sufficient effects on low-level practitioners, and has almost no effect on practitioners who have exceeded the Shenyuan realm.
However, it tastes so good!
Even a quasi-sage thought the dragon-human medicinal wine tasted good. After just one sip, he fell in love with it.
"Master Ye, do you still have this kind of wine?"
"Yeah, I want to buy some back."
"For this jar of wine, I will pay you three thousand spiritual stones!"
Many guests asked about it.
Ye Feng looked at Long Tianxing, who was sitting on the seat of the true disciple, and looked at him. The latter understood and stood up quickly.
"Hello, seniors!"
"I am Long Tianxing, a true disciple of the Piaomiao Sect. This kind of medicinal wine from the Dragon tribe is brewed by my tribe using special spiritual fruits. The current output is not very large."
"However, our sect has begun to plant this kind of strange spiritual fruit in large quantities, and there will be no shortage of medicinal wine."
Long Tianxing held his hands in front of everyone and explained.
After speaking, he looked at Yan Ruyu beside him.
"Well, yes, the raw materials for this medicinal wine are still being matured, and it will take a while before large quantities of medicinal wine can be released." Yan Ruyu stood up and said to everyone.
Jia Yulan on the side nodded silently.
In the sect, Shi Lei is responsible for various buildings, Li Jiaojiao is in charge of the kitchen, Wang Ping'an specializes in alchemy, and Ji Ziling is the real administrator of the library.
As for Jia Yulan and Yan Ruyu, they are the real managers of the elixir garden.
They know best how many elixirs there are in the Piaomiao Sect.
"I see!"
"We are waiting. Once we have this medicinal wine, please ask the geniuses of the Piaomiao Sect to leave some for us."
People from all the major forces laughed when they heard that there was wine.
Yan Ruyu and other disciples breathed a sigh of relief, sat on their seats, and looked at each other with joy on their faces.
It seems that Piaomiao Sect can develop new industries again.
That is...selling wine!
At this time, the Lord of Tianmiao Holy City's eyes flashed slightly, he stood up slowly, and said to Ye Feng: "Master Ye, just drinking, it seems to be of no interest, why not... let the younger generation compete?"
As soon as he said this, everyone looked at him.
Some people were surprised, some frowned, and some looked expectant.
Ye Feng glanced at the city lord of Tianmiao Holy City and found that this person had a good level of cultivation and had reached the third level of quasi-sage.
However, Ye Feng did not take him seriously.
If they really wanted to fight, even if they just used the power of the gods, he could easily crush the Lord of Tianmiao Holy City to death.
"It's appropriate for the younger generation to discuss and learn from each other, that's right!" Ye Feng agreed directly without any hesitation.
next moment.
A young man wearing white soft armor stood up.
"Hello, seniors! I am the seventh generation clan member of the Zhou family in Wuyao Holy City. My name is Zhou Fengyuan. I have often heard that the disciples of the Piaomiao Sect are very powerful. I wonder if we can compete with each other?"
Zhou Fengyuan deliberately released his breath.
The second level peak of Shenyuan Realm!
It's very weak, Ye Feng can blow him to death in one breath.
However, among the younger generation, Zhou Fengyuan is considered outstanding.
On the seat.
The maple leaves do not change color.
Ever since the city lord of Tianmiao Holy City suggested that the younger generation compete, he had expected such a scene.
as expected.
The thorn in the side of Wuyao Holy City soon stood up.
"It seems that Yin Rurong arranged for the city lord of Tianmiao Holy City to come to participate in the celebration, and this person also arranged for some forces from Wuyao Holy City next door to stand up and challenge."
"So, are you trying to cause trouble?"
Ye Feng sneered secretly.
The Piaomiao Sect disciples also felt that something was wrong.
People from various major forces also started discussing.
"It seems that Zhou Fengyuan was instigated by certain people to specifically challenge the Piaomiao Sect disciples in order to embarrass the Piaomiao Sect."
"indeed!"
"Everyone in the world thinks that the Piaomiao Sect can achieve its current status only by relying on Head Master Ye and Emperor Fei. As for the strength of the disciples, they are not favored by the major forces."
"Yes! If it weren't for this, even a seventh-generation disciple of the Zhou family in Wuyao Holy City would not dare to stand up and challenge."
On the seats, the Master, the White-robed Heavenly Emperor, and the Huanglong Heavenly Emperor were conversing via voice transmission.
At this time.
Gong Qingqiu stood up and looked at the disciples' seats.
"Since someone is challenging, then, as a disciple of the Piaomiao Sect who understands etiquette, who wants to fight?"
She looked around and asked.
"I'm coming!" Xu Dalei, a second-generation disciple from Beiliang City, stood up.
"Senior brother, how can you kill a chicken with a knife? You are a second-generation disciple. To deal with this person, our third-generation disciples are enough." Han Yonghui stood up with his arms folded.
As soon as he stepped forward, he was in the air.
The aura that is also at the second level of the Divine Origin Realm spreads out slowly, but gives people a powerful feeling.
"can you speak?"
Zhou Fengyuan was angered by Han Yonghui's words.
What does it mean to "kill a chicken with a bull's knife"? Could it be that the seventh-generation disciples of the Zhou family of my majestic Wuyao Holy City are actually chickens?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
boom!
Zhou Fengyuan soared into the sky, bursting out with terrifying momentum, able to compete with Han Yonghui.
"How to fight?" Han Yonghui crossed his arms, and the sword behind his back kept trembling, as if he was excited.
"Ahem, you two young heroes, how about letting me be the referee?" A figure with tattered clothes stood up.
This is a bad old man.
A big nose, long hair disheveled like dry weeds, and an orange-yellow wine gourd slung around his waist.
As he was talking, the bad old man burped.
"He's a casual cultivator and a drunkard!"
"It is said that the alcoholic senior is alone, has no family, and likes to drink. He travels all over the mainland of China. Unexpectedly, he also came to the Piaomiao Sect's star promotion celebration."
"The drunken old man is the Emperor of Heaven and has great strength. He will be the referee, so there will be no problem."
People from all major forces recognized the old man.
"It turns out you are a drunkard. You should be the referee of this competition!" Ye Feng agreed.
He has seen the drunkard with his discerning eye.
This person is not the Emperor of Heaven, but a quasi-sage!
"A quasi-sage who is a casual cultivator wandering around in the world. He is very powerful and very interesting. It seems that there are many powerful people I don't know about hidden in the mainland of China."