After Ye Feng shook hands with Nie Qingwu and said goodbye, he returned to his room, and at this time, his phone rang, and it was Jiang Yixue calling.

"Sect Master Ye, someone is looking for you, and they are waiting for you in the reception hall at the bottom of the building. ”

"Oh, are there a lot of them?"

"That's a lot of people. ”

rushed to the downstairs meeting room, and at the door of the living room, I heard Mr. Mo's voice: "Old Du, you have time to go to our Fangcun Mountain to play." ”

Du Zhong laughed: "Definitely, we will definitely go." ”

On the sofa in the living room sat Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong, and behind Mr. Mo Da were several young men embroidered with thunder patterns on their clothes, all of whom were disciples of Fang Cun Mountain.

Ye Feng half-jokingly said, "Mr. Mo, you're here." ”

Mr. Mo Da hurriedly stood up from the sofa and arched his hand: "Sect Master Ye, I still came to disturb me so late, we are going to leave Huashan tomorrow, and I have come to say goodbye to Sect Master Ye, and thank you for saving the lives of my disciples a few days ago." ”

"I'm just doing my duty as a doctor, and when I see someone injured, I will definitely come to the rescue, and I don't need to thank him. ”

A young man knelt down at Ye Feng, startling Ye Feng.

Ye Feng secretly used divine power in his hand and lifted Zhou Hu up like a chicken: "Why are you kneeling me?"

Zhou Hu didn't have time to speak, Mr. Mo Da explained for him with a smile: "Sect Master Ye is really a noble person, you saved him that day, his name is Zhou Hu, his life was hanging by a thread, but he didn't expect that after Sect Master Ye's treatment, the injury was surprisingly good." It takes at least 100 days for others to get out of bed if they break their muscles and bones, and he is alive and well for a few days. ”

That day, Zhou Hu was covered in blood, and his face was filthy, and he was wearing a practice uniform today, full of energy, and he didn't recognize it at once, but after looking carefully, he felt that Zhou Hu was a little familiar.

Zhou Hu took out a palm-sized rosewood box from his arms and handed it to Ye Feng: "Sect Master Ye, thank you for saving your life, I don't have any valuable gifts to give, I used to like to explore famous mountains and rivers, and I accidentally found three black vitality stones, so I will give them to you as gifts." ”

Ye Feng pushed the wooden box back again: "How can I accept your gift, I can't accept it." ”

Zhou Hu insisted that Ye Feng accept it: "If you don't accept it, I won't be able to kneel and get up." ”

Mr. Mo said with a smile: "Sect Master Ye, you can accept it, just a few Yuan Qi Stones are a little bit of Zhou Hu's heart." ”

Ye Feng had no choice but to take the box given by Zhou Hu into his arms.

Jiang Yixue brought over a few cups of brewed Longjing tea, the tea was fragrant, drinking tea and chatting, talking, at this time, there was a noise in the hall.

Li Rouge hurriedly walked in: "Sect Master, there are a lot of disciples from the Shangqing Sect pouring in, and they want us to hand over their master Chongxu Dao Master. ”

"Chongxu Daoist is not here with me, who do I want. ”

Ye Feng followed Li Rouge to the hall.

Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong glanced at each other and asked incomprehensibly, "Why did they come here to ask for Master, isn't Daoist Chongxu in the hospital?"

Du Zhong briefly explained the matter of the demon spirit occupying the corpse of the head of Chongxu Dao and kidnapping Jiang Yixue to the top of Huashan Mountain.

Mr. Mo Da was moved when he heard this, but he didn't expect that the black shadow in the cave could still be attached to his body.

There were more than a dozen Shangqing disciples standing in the hall, led by a middle-aged Taoist priest, wearing a Tai Chi robe, a wisp of green beard on his chest, and his face was white, quite a bit of fairy wind and bones.

"You are looking for Master, how did you find me here?"

The middle-aged Taoist priest's face was calm: "Poor Dao Changfeng, we have checked the monitoring of the hospital, our master is the hospital where Miss Jiang left with Miss Jiang, since Miss Jiang has returned to the hotel, we want to ask Miss Jiang clearly, my master Chongxu Daoist, is he also coming back with you?"

Jiang Yixue looked dazed, she was controlled by the demon spirit at that time, how could she know who to go out of the hospital with.

"I don't know, I don't even know when I'm going to leave the hospital. Your master died on the top of Mount Hua. ”

As soon as Jiang Yixue's voice fell, more than a dozen Shangqing Sect disciples were in an uproar, not believing Jiang Yixue's words, and even thinking that Jiang Yixue was cursing the master to death.

"You are talking nonsense, he clearly came out of the hospital with you. When he left the hospital, he was very healthy, how could he die on the top of Huashan?"

"Miss Jiang, are you cursing my master to death?"

"Did you kill my master?"

Ye Feng said coldly: "You have to find Master, go to the top of Huashan, don't mess around here, otherwise, I will not be polite to you." ”

An invisible murderous aura spread silently, and more than a dozen Shangqing Sect disciples felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads, and they were suddenly frightened and silent, and withdrew from the Huashan Hotel.

"Let's go to the top of Mount Hua to find Master. ”

"Perhaps, Master is really there. ”

"Leave the two of them here to prevent them from slipping away. ”

Hearing that the disciples of the Shangqing Sect were messing around, Du Zhong said helplessly: "If the disciples of the Shangqing Sect find the body of the Chongxu Daoist on the top of Huashan, they will definitely think that Ye Feng did it. ”

Mr. Mo said: "If necessary, I will testify for Ye Feng, and the death of the head of the Chongxu Dao has nothing to do with Ye Feng." ”

Du Zhong smiled bitterly: "Thank you Mr. Mo Da for your trust, but they won't believe it." ”

Ye Feng sneered: "If they really dare to come again, I will definitely let them come back." ”

As Du Zhong expected, from the evening until the early morning of the next day, there were people staring at the vicinity of the Huashan Hotel, although they did not wear the clothes of the Qing Sect, from their thin faces and walking posture, it was not difficult to see that they were disciples of the Shangqing Sect.

On the second morning, Du Zhong and other official disciples left the Huashan Hotel one after another, and the originally lively Huashan Hotel, with half of the guests, suddenly seemed much more deserted.

Li Rouge and the others also prepared their luggage and prepared to return to the Shifting Flower Palace at noon.

When noon was approaching, there were three old Shangqing men in the Hua Hotel.

The three old Daoists did not show up during the ancient martial arts competition, they obviously came from the Shangqing Gate chief rudder overnight, and they were all ancient martial artists in the late congenital stage.

Each of them can trap mosquitoes with wrinkles on their faces, but their movements are agile, their eyes are like electricity, and their robes are self-puffing without wind, which shows that their internal strength is deep and extraordinary.

They asked the hotel about Ye Feng's room: "We're looking for Sect Master Ye." ”

The front desk lady has a very good professional quality, and replied kindly: "If the three Dao Masters are looking for someone, please come to the reception room, and we will call Sect Master Ye and ask him to come down to meet you." ”

The expressions of the three veterans were resolute and persistent: "No, I want to go directly to him, I can't find him, we won't go back." ”

Ye Feng had been sitting in the hotel lobby in the morning, looking at the tablet while drinking charcoal-roasted Blue Mountain coffee, waiting for someone from Shangqing to come and seek revenge.

From the moment the three old paths entered the hotel door, he noticed them.

Ye Feng sat in the soft sofa and sneered: "Why are the three Dao Masters looking for me Ye Feng?"

(End of chapter)