Chapter 22: The Feast of Green Ivy
"Hehe... Originally, I didn't want to go, but since you said so, I have to go. ”
Ye Feng talked about the invitation and said with a smile: "Three days later, I will definitely let you eat a lot!"
"Cut, those who will go in three days are all kendo geniuses, don't be too ashamed. ”
After speaking, Lu Yin'er turned around and left.
Shaking his head, Ye Feng got up and went to cultivate.
Yesterday, the Gongsun family had already sent the gold coins in advance, and they were afraid that Ye Feng would block the door and ask for money, which would be too embarrassing.
He let all these gold coins be exchanged for spirit stones by the people of the Wanjin Chamber of Commerce.
In addition, he earned more than 4,000 pieces by selling words.
"So many spirit stones, it should be enough for me to break through to the Shentai realm"
Ye Feng said with satisfaction.
He sat down cross-legged, and devoured the battle recklessly.
Suddenly, the majestic aura surged towards the night maple.
These spiritual qi continued to enter Ye Feng's body and converge in his meridians.
There is a reckless devouring decision, and the speed at which Ye Feng absorbs the aura is at least five times that of others.
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In three days, the news about the Qingteng feast has spread throughout the imperial city.
There are already a lot of kendo Tianjiao, and they are sure to go.
In almost all restaurants, there are people discussing this matter.
"Do you guess, who will become the destined person in the mouth of the Ink Pond Garden's Heavenly Master?"
"I guess it's Gongsun Mubai, his kendo talent, among his peers, can show that he is the best. ”
"What about Liu Haotian, the son of General Zuo?
He also cultivates swordsmanship, and he has been on the battlefield for a long time, and the sword in his hand no longer knows how much blood of the strong has been stained, I guess he must be the destined person in the mouth of Master Wentian. ”
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This kind of discussion is everywhere in the Imperial City.
A large number of people are expressing their opinions and guessing who will be the destined person.
Ye Feng, who had just broken through to the fifth stage of the Wheel Sea Realm, was ready to go to Qingteng Manor.
However, between going to Qingteng Manor, Ye Feng deliberately put on his black python robe to let those who didn't know his appearance know his identity.
When you go to a grand venue, you have to dress more formally.
In his previous life, he saw some mentally retarded people go to high-end places, but they deliberately wore tattered ones, who did those security guards stop you?
If you don't respect others, why should others respect you?
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Qingteng Manor is located in the south of the imperial city, although it is night, it is still brightly lit, so lively.
Although there are only more than ten kendo cultivators who were invited by Lu Moyu today and are qualified to get close to the true works of Master Wentian, there are three or four hundred kendo cultivators who have been invited to observe from afar.
"The Seventh Prince?"
When the housekeeper of the manor saw Ye Feng in a python robe, he was stunned at first, and he couldn't recognize which prince Ye Feng was, and then he suddenly remembered the Seventh Prince who had just returned to the Imperial City not long ago, and immediately reacted.
Although in the eyes of many people, the Seven Princes are a joke, he did not look down on people, but said very respectfully: "You need an invitation to participate in the Qingteng Feast, I don't know you..."
"This is my invitation. ”
Ye Feng casually handed over the invitation.
"Bookworm girls, they've all arrived, please inside!"
Seeing that the invitation card in Ye Feng's hand was actually the highest level invitation, the housekeeper immediately respectfully led the way for Ye Feng.
The scenery of Qingteng Manor is pleasant, there are small bridges and flowing water, and all kinds of spiritual plants and flowers are fragrant, which makes people feel refreshed.
In the very center of the manor, there were already a large number of kendo cultivators here.
On one side is a delicate stone screen, which is fanned in three other directions.
In front of each person, there is a wooden table filled with all kinds of fruits.
And in the core position, there are Lu Moyu and more than a dozen other young people, all of whom exude an extraordinary atmosphere.
"Bookworm girl, why hasn't the banquet started yet, is there still anyone who hasn't come?"
Gongsun Mubai looked at Lu Moyu, and said with admiration in his eyes: "I can't wait to see the true works of Wentian's predecessors." ”
The other people also looked at Lu Moyu, they calculated, the sword Dao Tianjiao in the imperial city, and only more than ten people, had already come, and they didn't understand what Lu Moyu was waiting for.
"There's another son who hasn't come, just wait a little longer!"
Lu Moyu said with a smile.
"Since the bookworm girl said so, then let's wait. ”
Gongsun Mubai said with a warm smile on his face.
And in his heart, a trace of jealousy emerged.
He didn't expect that there would be other men who could make Lu Moyu wait so patiently.
He secretly said in his heart: "I want to see who it is!"
Most of the people here are also in love with Lu Moyu, and they are all full of jealousy at this time looking at the small bridge leading here.
And at this time, Ye Feng, under the leadership of the housekeeper of the manor, passed the small bridge.
"What, is it him?"
"At best, this Seventh Prince is only a fifth-stage cultivator in the Wheel Sea Realm, and I've never heard that he has any kendo attainments, so it's worth making the bookworm girl wait so long?"
Exclamations of doubt and disbelief continued to sound among the crowd.
Ye Feng suddenly became the target of everyone.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little late. ”
Ye Feng looked at Lu Moyu and said with a smile.
"Hmph! You are the Seventh Prince? The banquet held by the bookworm girl, you actually came so late, did you not take the bookworm girl in your eyes. ”
A young man with a murderous aura on his body asked.
He is Liu Haotian, the son of General Zuo, and he is also loyal to the eldest prince.
His cultivation is above Gongsun Mubai, and he has killed countless people, and he looks very ferocious, which makes people can't help but be afraid.
"Hehe... It's been half an hour since the time marked on the invitation, right? Did I remember wrong, or did you have a bad brain!"
Ye Feng was not afraid of the killing aura on the other party's body, and said lightly with a chuckle.
"You..."
Liu Haotian was speechless all of a sudden, and his face was pale.
"The bookworm girl invited, I didn't dare to slack off, I came more than two hours in advance, but you only came half an hour in advance, isn't this not a bookworm girl in my eyes. ”
Gongsun Mubai asked coldly.
He stared at Ye Feng's gaze, he was about to burst into flames, last time he lost 20 million gold coins, his father beat his ass to rot, and he took several high-level healing pills to recover.
"Two hours in advance, you're a bunch of licking dogs. ”
Ye Feng shook his head, took care of himself and made his own position, and asked rhetorically: "This banquet was held by a bookworm girl, she didn't speak, but you were so rude to her guests.
Who doesn't take a bookworm girl seriously?"
All of a sudden, Gongsun Mubai and the others were all stunned with ugly faces and speechless.
Although they didn't know what it meant to lick a dog, they knew that Ye Feng was definitely scolding them.
"This stinky scum, it's really flamboyant. ”
Lu Yin'er muttered.
And at this time, Lu Moyu slowly stood up.
"Today, you are all invited guests, and please give Mo Yu a thin noodle, don't hurt the harmony. ”
Lu Moyu's voice was beautiful, and with the blessing of spiritual power, it clearly reached everyone's ears.
Many people's anger and jealousy have also eased.
Seeing that she said so, Gongsun Mubai and Liu Haotian also suppressed the anger in their hearts.
The banquet officially began, and the atmosphere here became lively.