Chapter 594: The Great Hall
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"At present, only this method works, and besides, the mind of the superintendent sect is not bad, and if you improve your cultivation, you can also manage the ancient leaf sect well. Merely...... Ay! ā
Ye Feng didn't continue, but Yang Qiao still understood why Ye Feng sighed.
"Actually, Brother Feng doesn't have to worry too much, Qiao'er's current cultivation is not weak, during this time, Venerable Bai has also taught me a lot of martial arts, there will be seven kinds of Xuan-level martial arts alone, and there will be one kind of earth-level martial arts. In the future, when Qiao'er arrives in the Ancient Leaf Sect, she will definitely assist Sister Mu Wan. ā
Hearing this, Ye Feng was stunned for a moment.
"Seven kinds of Xuan-level martial arts? Will you also be able to do martial arts? If I'm not mistaken, you...... You've only been in the Holy Martial Academy for a month, right? ā
"Hey, hey! Isn't it very perceptive? There is no way, those martial arts cheats Qiao Er glanced at it, and it was like someone performing martial arts in his mind, and he would soon be able to remember a move and a style, and if there were some things he didn't understand, I would go and ask Venerable Bai. ā
Yang Qiao's words made Ye Feng gasp, thinking about Yang Qiao's superb root bone qualification, Ye Feng could only smile bitterly and shake his head.
"If Brother Yu can have such an understanding as you, it is estimated that he will be able to wake up happily when he sleeps."
"Brother Yu is not bad. Of course, it is inferior to Qiao'er, but the disciples of the White Realm have said that there are no less than a thousand kinds of martial arts in the Yu Big Brother Association, and there will be a hundred kinds of Xuan-level martial arts alone. It's a pity that Big Brother Yu is not an apprentice of Venerable Bai, and his exposure to ground-level martial arts is very limited. Otherwise, I estimate that Big Brother Yu will be able to hollow out the Hidden Gong Pavilion of the Holy Martial Academy. ā
Yang Qiao was very excited, and the look of adoration in his eyes made Ye Feng smile bitterly and shook his head, thinking in his heart, even if Yu Zhongnan could learn ground-level martial arts, without a year and a half, I am afraid that he would not even be able to comprehend a first-level martial arts.
Not only Yu Zhongnan, Ye Feng felt that he was the same. The two of them can't be compared with the girl in front of them at all, with the same local level martial arts, Yang Qiao can understand it in a month, and he and Yu Zhongnan can understand it quickly in a year.
"That's it! It's not too early, I have to hurry tomorrow, so let's go back and rest. ā
Ye Feng got up and walked back to the bed, sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes.
Yang Qiao was also very well-behaved, stood up and bowed to Ye Feng, walked out of the house and closed the door and went back to the room.
There was nothing to say all night, and as soon as the sky was bright, Ye Feng and Yang Qiao left the inn, and galloped straight to Tianwumen.
The distance between Tianwumen and Shengwu Academy is not short, one in the northwest and the other in the northeast, although they are both in the north, the distance is also thousands of miles.
Even if they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, Ye Feng will definitely go to Tianwumen. This time, the new hatred is added to the old hatred, and Ye Feng wants to make a good calculation with Zuo Qiuyang.
Tianwumen is not as good as before. The three Taoist priests who came from Tianlan Country before opened a killing spree in the Tianwu Gate, and finally severely injured Zuo Qiuyang, and destroyed tens of thousands of people before leaving.
Time flies, and seven days have passed in a blink of an eye.
In the main hall of the Tianwu Gate, Zuo Qiu Yang had a gloomy face, raised his hand to caress the purple sword scabbard in his hand, and looked up at the four elders below from time to time.
"How's the discussion going? Who has a plan? ā
Zuo Qiuyang opened his mouth, and from the cold tone, he could hear that Zuo Qiuyang's mood was very bad.
The four people below glanced at each other, and they only moved their bodies slightly, but they didn't dare to say a word.
"You four, are you deaf or dumb? Still don't know what I'm talking about? Zuo Qiuyang's expression became even more gloomy, and he asked coldly while playing with the purple sword.
There was still silence below, and the four of them didn't dare to take a breath.
Zuo Qiuyang waited for a long time, and saw that the four of them were still as silent as dumb, his eyebrows were slightly upturned, and the thumb of his right hand moved, only to hear the purple sword 'boom' pop out of the scabbard, and a purple light suddenly shot out.
"The door master is angry!"
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Seeing that things were not good, the four elders hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply to the angry Zuo Qiuyang.
"Yo he! Know I'm going to kill you? Now you know how to beg for mercy? Zuo Qiuyang showed a weird evil smile on his face, but in the next second, he slapped the table and said angrily: "If you don't want to die, sit back, and if you dare to pretend to be dumb, I will make you a real dumb." ā
The four of them were so frightened by Zuo Qiuyang that they didn't bother to wipe the sweat on their foreheads, and sat back in place tremblingly.
"Let's talk about it, how to get rid of Ye Feng."
Zuo Qiuyang put the purple sword back into the sheath, played with the scabbard, and asked again with a casual look.
The four of them swallowed their saliva at the same time, and one of the slightly older men rolled his eyes, and then hugged his fist at Zuo Qiuyang.
"Door master, according to the old man, let's have an enmity with Ye Feng...... Forget it. ā
"Forget it?" Zuo Qiuyang's eyes shrank slightly, and the corner of his eyes glanced at the Seventh Elder, and he smiled and asked, "Why do you have to forget it?" ā
"Door master, Ye Feng is originally from Qingshui Country, and he can't fight with our Tianwu Sect. If it weren't for Sima Haoyue, how could we have a grudge against Ye Feng? Thing...... How did it get to this point? ā
The Seven Elders sighed as they spoke, their faces full of helplessness.
"A bunch of nonsense, do I want to hear you say that?"
"Door master, since I learned that Zhou Feng and the others died in Qingshui Country, the old man knows that this Ye Feng is not simple. What happened in the end? Ye Feng wiped out Sima Haoyue's Hengyue faction, and Danzong suffered heavy losses. That Ye Feng is a madman, he can do anything. Let's fight a madman who is not even afraid of death, can we fight? ā
The Seventh Elder also let it go, anyway, not to say death, if he said it, maybe Zuo Qiuyang could calm down, and his life would be saved.
"Do you three have the same opinion as the Seventh Elder?"
Zuo Qiuyang didn't pay any attention to the seven elders anymore, his eyes moved slightly to look at the other three elders, touched the purple sword and swept the three of them with the corner of his eye, waiting for the three to reply.
"Master, please forgive your sins. In fact...... In fact, I also think that it is better to settle the grievances than to settle them. The Eighth Elder was a young man, and replied after clasping his fists at Zuo Qiu Yang.
"Master Zuo, some time ago, my brother from the Black Realm sent back a message, saying that Ye Feng was already unimaginably strong, just saying that he killed the Holy Martial Academy Supervisor on the Bridge of Life and Death, even the Black Venerable could only watch him walk away from his eyes, and he didn't dare to kill him at all. With such a strong man, how can we fight? It's better to turn hostility into friendship. Give him some martial arts and rare treasures and send them away. ā
The Nine Elders frowned tightly and said what was in their hearts one by one.
Zuo Qiu Yang sneered, squinted his eyes and looked at the last Ten Elder again.
"Tenth Elder, what is your opinion? Same as them? Are you also planning to make peace between me and Ye Feng? ā