On the eighth day of November, the cold wind roared and the heavy snow stopped.

Ye Cheng pushed the door and walked out of the courtyard and walked towards the main hall of the Qingyu Pavilion.

The walls of the courtyards on both sides of the street were still thick with white snow, and the snow on the street had long since been cleared, revealing the neat blue-black square stone slabs below.

Ye Cheng walked slowly on the street, dressed in a moon-white robe, with long hair standing up high on his head, wrapped in a silver hair crown, and a round piece of white jade around his waist, clanging as he walked.

Ye Cheng twisted his body, still feeling a little uncomfortable, this dress with wide sleeves and bands was completely different from the tight-fitting suit that Ye Cheng usually practiced.

"If you do it, this dress will be a burden"

Ye Cheng sighed lightly, this is the official dress of the Qingyu Pavilion, but since he received it in his hand, Ye Cheng has never worn it, but today is the occasion of the arrival of the new pavilion master, and he really has to wear it.

Ye Cheng turned his head to look at the city wall in the distance, there were rows of soldiers like black dots standing on the black city wall, and there were also groups of soldiers patrolling at the end of the street, some time ago he was raided by ghosts, and with the arrival of the new pavilion master, the atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became a little tense.

Not only was the security strengthened, but there were also many unfamiliar faces in the Qingyu Pavilion, and with just half a cup of tea, there were four or five waves of people with good momentum passing by him.

Most of these people are middle-aged people in their forties and fifties, all of them are dressed in strong suits and move neatly, but when they saw the moon-white robe on Ye Cheng's body, their faces changed a little, some were envious, and some were nostalgic, but no one came forward to talk.

"It seems that the master of the Eighteen Cities is here"

These people are dressed differently, but they are all full of qi circulation, and they are obviously masters of internal qi.

The Qingyu Pavilion Council Hall has been scattered with thirty or forty people at this time, all three or two people gathered together and talked in a whisper.

As soon as Ye Cheng arrived at the door, he immediately attracted everyone's attention

"Look, the Red Iron Palm is coming"

"The one who seriously injured Yang Zhao with one palm?"

"How can you be so young" Someone cast his eyes over, looking at Ye Cheng secretly, and when he saw Ye Cheng's young and somewhat excessive face, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice

"Old Ghost Song doesn't make any moves?" A man with a scar on his face on the side, who seemed to have some grudges against Song Guan, asked softly

"Hey, a palm seriously injured Yang Zhao, how can this red iron palm also have the strength to transform into shape, now there are two transformations in the pavilion, Song Lao Ghost and Wei Pavilion Master, unless Song Guan does it himself, who under his command can stop this, some time ago, Song Guan jumped up and down, staring at the position of the pavilion master, I'm afraid he is also afraid of making enemies."

"Haha, this old thing has been busy for a long time, but the Xuanyu Pavilion has directly descended a pavilion master, and the head pavilion is really happy to do this time" The scar man grinned, and the scars on his face were hideous and terrifying

............

Ye Cheng glanced at the scarred man, and a playful look flashed on his face

"There are a lot of enemies in this Song Guan."

Ignoring all kinds of discussions, Ye Cheng went directly to a chair in the corner and sat down, quietly observing the situation in the field.

At this time, more than sixty people had come one after another, and everyone in the audience was wearing white dresses, all of them were official members of the Qingyu Pavilion, and the other family masters who had gathered were waiting in another side hall.

When the new pavilion master arrives, he will see the members of the cabinet first, and then see the masters of the major families, which is the rule, and it also shows that the new cabinet master attaches great importance to the members of the cabinet.

Although the overall strength of these people in the field is still slightly inferior to the good hands of the major families, their potential is beyond the reach of those good family players, looking at the entire venue, except for a few foreign envoys and internal envoys with a strong atmosphere, all young people in their twenties, exuding a strong momentum.

This group of people is the real controller of the eighteen cities of Beiling in the future, whether they choose to enter the general pavilion for further study, or return to the clan land to guard, these eighteen cities will have a place for them.

"Ye Cheng, this way"

Ye Cheng was observing the crowd in the field, but suddenly heard a familiar voice, in the middle of the hall, Meng Yuan was waving at Ye Cheng.

"Why did you sit over there, the view from that corner is not good"

"It's not a play, why are you sitting in front of you like this" Ye Cheng sat down next to Meng Yuan and said casually.

Just sat down, a burly man next to him suddenly opened his eyes, and looked at Ye Cheng with sharp eyes, but when he saw his appearance, a trace of surprise flashed on his face, and after a careful look, he closed his eyes again and ignored it

Ye Cheng was a little inexplicable, the big man just now obviously had some hostility towards him, but in the end, he relented back.

Seeing Ye Chen's puzzled face, Meng Yuan smiled and said

"That's why I called you to sit here, Brother Xian has always been alert, look around and you must understand"

Ye Cheng glanced at the side, in addition to the burly man just now, there were also a few men sitting on the left and right with their eyes closed, these people were the same as Meng Yuan, they were all wearing moon-white robes and dresses, but the cuffs were sewn with a thin gold thread, which was the symbol of the foreign envoy.

Although the few people sitting opposite were not embroidered with gold threads on their cuffs, their temples were bulging high, and their bodies were full of breath, which was far from being comparable to those young warriors who had just entered the threshold of the inner family in the distance

"The people sitting in the first few rows seem to be all good hands above the Condensation Realm," Ye Cheng said with some hesitation

"That's right, so I still have to sit in this position," Meng Yuan said with a smile

Suddenly, a shadowy voice came from behind Ye Cheng

"Where are you from, junior, is this a place where you can sit" Ye Cheng turned his head, and a middle-aged man with narrow eyes stood in front of the table in front of him, his eyes cold

The man's voice was not loud, but the few deacons around him who had originally closed their eyes and recuperated opened their eyes and looked at the middle-aged man and Ye Cheng thoughtfully.

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, carefully looked at the man's face, and made sure that he had never seen this man.

"Since there is no vendetta, it is deliberately looking for trouble"

Ye Cheng picked up the tea bowl on the table and took a sip lightly, before turning his head to look at Meng Yuan on the side

"Brother Meng, who is this person?"

Meng Yuan also picked up the tea bowl and took a sip slowly, then said slowly

"Feng Chun, the celebrity in the eyes of the Song Mansion Pavilion, we little people can't afford to offend."

said that he couldn't afford to offend, but Meng Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip by himself, from beginning to end, he didn't even look over there, as if it was transparent air.

At this time, the situation here has attracted the attention of many people, as soon as Meng Yuan's words came out, it was directly pointed out that this was a personal revenge by people from Song Guan's family, some of them were not clear about the situation, and the people around them explained one or two, and they also knew the conflict between Ye Cheng and Song Guan, and everyone was even more secretive now, just waiting to see the development of the situation.

Feng Chun saw that Ye Cheng and Meng Yuan looked careless, and couldn't help but feel angry, and when he heard Meng Yuan's yin and yang strange accusations in the back, his face became even more gloomy

He suppressed his anger, and his eyes flashed, but he spoke loudly

"Meng Yuan, this is the position of the old man in the pavilion, you won't break the rules of the pavilion for this kid."

Meng Yuan sneered, as long as he was well-informed in this Qingyu Pavilion, who didn't know the contradiction between Ye Cheng and Song Guan, just now he directly pointed out his identity just now just to prevent Feng Chun.

He was about to speak, but Ye Cheng waved his hand to stop Meng Yuan

"No need to talk nonsense, since you came to make a gun for Song Guan, you must be ready"

He slowly stood up, his wide white robe bulging.

Snort

Ye Cheng raised his hand, countless fiery red lines condensed on his hand, outlining a mysterious and mysterious symbol, UU reading book .et under the white sleeve, Ye Cheng's palm was glowing red, and a powerful aura directly enveloped Feng Chun

"What a strong qi and blood, it is really a great achievement" The several deacons next to him got up suddenly, with a solemn look in their eyes, and they all walked to the side, and the surroundings were suddenly empty, leaving only Ye Cheng and Feng Chun.

Pedaling

Feng Chun was clever, feeling like he was being targeted by a peerless beast, and his strong sense of crisis made him have layers of goosebumps all over his body, and he subconsciously took a few steps back under his feet.

"What do you want to do, this is the council hall, you can't be presumptuous"

Feng Chun's face was forced to calm down, and he shouted loudly, he was bitter in his heart, he just wanted to add some blockage to Ye Cheng, where did he think that Ye Cheng was ready to do it directly.

"Why, just thinking about selling well, aren't you prepared to bear the consequences?"

Ye Cheng's voice was faint, and he slowly approached Feng Chun step by step, like a cheetah walking towards its dying prey.

Beads of sweat slipped down Feng Chun's head, but he didn't dare to move, although he concluded that Ye Cheng didn't dare to make a move against him, but under the traction of the qi machine, that sense of crisis still made him unable to move

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the door,

Stomp

The footsteps were extremely light, but they seemed to contain some kind of rhythm, directly breaking up Ye Cheng's condensed momentum

Whew, Feng Chun gasped, he was soaking wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water, and looked at the young man with his back to him with horror in his eyes.

"Expert"

Ye Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, staring out of the door, the martial arts of the person who came was definitely the pinnacle of the transformation realm, although he only used external skills to suppress the momentum, but this is not something that any transformation master can crack.

The sound of footsteps slowly echoed in the hall, stepping on everyone's hearts like a drumbeat, making people feel bored for a while.

As the footsteps got closer and closer, a figure in a green robe suddenly appeared behind the door.