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That night, Chen Xueer took her luggage and lived in Ye Feng's courtyard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhu Jiusi, who was carrying the luggage, and several senior brothers and sisters squeezed their eyebrows at Ye Feng, their eyes were extremely strange, and Ye Feng was uncomfortable.

In addition to them, Xiao Lori and Feng Ying looked at him with the same strange eyes, like a small knife.

Ye Feng could only ignore **, directly ignore these sights, and continue to immerse himself in cultivation.

Chen Xue'er's cold qi is really beneficial to his cultivation, after a week, under the two heavens of ice and fire, his ** has become stronger, and his bones are flexible and a little harder.

"At this rate, it only takes more than a month to achieve the ultimate goal, and the Nine Yin Xuanbing Body is really magical. ”

Ye Feng sighed in admiration. He also learned about the cultivation physique of Jiuyin Xuanbing from the records of the classics in his previous life, and the words recorded in the classics were different from what he saw with his own eyes, which opened his eyes.

It is also troublesome if the cold qi is too strong, and he found that the Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace Technique can only insist on cold qi cultivation twice a day, and any more will hurt the internal organs, and it is too much.

"It's nice to be able to double the speed, don't be too greedy. ”

Ye Feng comforted himself and continued to light the spiritual fire in the practice room, burning his body over and over again, forgetting to sleep and eat.

The next day, Ye Feng finished reading Chen Qiu's Danshu and pondered, and gained a lot.

For so long in the Fengqing Martial Academy, he has always been in the medicine hall and the small courtyard, and other places have not been seriously visited at all, and on this day, he is determined to go to a new place, the Scripture Pavilion.

From Chen Qiu's experience, Ye Feng knew that he had underestimated the people in this world, with a history of tens of thousands of years, all kinds of strange exercises emerged in endlessly, and countless heroes and heroes left their life insights, precipitated, and formed a rich and amazing wealth, all hidden in the Tibetan scripture pavilions all over the world.

If you want to obtain this wealth, the Hidden Scripture Pavilion is the only way to go.

"Why are you following me?"

Ye Feng looked at Chen Xue'er who was cold on the side speechlessly, he went to the Scripture Pavilion to read books, not to go shopping with a cold little tail.

"Isn't that what you said? I'm going to be with you all this time, and I'm doing what you say, right? Chen Xue'er spoke calmly, but there was inexplicable cunning in her cold eyes.

Ye Feng was suddenly choked and speechless. That is indeed what he said, but it only takes less than half an hour to vent the cold twice a day, and looking at Chen Xue'er's appearance, this is to be accompanied by him around the clock.

He looked to the other side angrily, and said viciously, "What is the reason for you to follow me?"

Behind a stone sculpture not far away, most of Little Lori's body was exposed, and she probed her brain, not realizing that she had been exposed.

Hearing Ye Feng's fierce voice, she exclaimed "ah", her whole head retracted behind the stone carving, and it took a long time to poke out again, laughing awkwardly.

"Me, I"

Her eyes kept drifting towards Chen Xue'er, stumbling. Naturally, she wouldn't say that she secretly followed Chen Xue'er because she was not worried about her.

As for why she is not at ease? The little girl is simple-minded, and she can't think of a reason, she is simply not at ease.

"I'm here to see the fun. By your side, there will always be excitement to watch, and you will never be lonely. Little Lori's eyes suddenly lit up, and she jumped up to Ye Feng's side with a bright smile on her face.

"Where am I going to be busy? Don't say I'm like a troublemaker. Ye Feng glared at her angrily.

"Who's to say no? No, it's coming. "Little Lori" giggles, and the light laughter is like a bird flapping its wings around, and it is extremely brisk.

Ye Feng was really speechless this time.

Say trouble, trouble is coming, little Lori's crow mouth is too effective.

A group of young men in earthy yellow suits were coming in this direction, and the clothes were clearly the hallmarks of the disciples of the martial arts.

"How domineering Wutang is, mad brother, when did you provoke Wutang's people again?" Xiao Lori soon couldn't laugh, because she saw the appearance of the person who came clearly.

"A bunch of local chickens and tile dogs, don't be afraid. ”

Ye Feng rubbed her little head and smiled indifferently.

"You're Ye Feng?"

A fierce-looking martial arts disciple was the first to speak, and his gaze fell on Ye Feng for the first time.

"Brothers, I'm not Ye Feng, Ye Feng just went in that direction. Ye Feng bowed to the martial arts disciples while enthusiastically pointing them in the direction.

"Ugh"

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall were instantly dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine that Ye Feng would make such a move. They dare to come to the door, naturally they will not misidentify people, the first question they ask is just a cliché example, they didn't expect Ye Feng to be wrong, it was just too obscene.

"You are obviously Ye Feng, who are you pretending to show you?" A martial arts disciple with a young face said angrily, obviously unable to look at it.

"Now that you know who I am, who are you pretending to show me?"

Ye Feng spread his hands, his face changed instantly, from enthusiastic to lazy, and his tone was full of ridicule and sarcasm.

It's as simple as that.

The young disciple was speechless for a while.

"Since you are Ye Feng, take this challenge letter. As a disciple of the Martial Academy, don't you dare to take it?" The fierce disciple pulled the young disciple behind him and changed the topic as soon as possible.

He pulled out a letter from his body, the black ink on it was dripping, the handwriting was powerful, and the three big characters of "Challenge Book" exuded a strong and incomparable battle intent.

This is a tradition of the Wind Seibu Temple!

As long as the students accept each other's challenge letters, the challenge will be automatically established, and even the instructor of the martial arts academy cannot interfere, and no matter whether they win or lose, they cannot give up.

Disciples of Wutang, they are extremely proud of this tradition, and as soon as the challenge book comes out, whether you want it or not, you must follow, even if you are beaten and bruised all over your body, you can only obediently hide the wounds. If you don't accept it, then the entire martial arts academy will spread the reputation of this coward, which is what thousands of people mean.

They all held their heads high, glared at Ye Feng viciously, and waited for him to take the challenge.

Ye Feng leaned over, looked carefully at the handwriting on the letter, and shook his head for a while before he shook his head and said: "Good words, good words, dragon flying and phoenix dancing, unruly, I really want to meet the benevolent brother who wrote these words." ”

Little Lori watched his pretending performance, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In an instant, the martial arts disciples' breathing became heavier, and there seemed to be fireworks in their nostrils, one by one, and their eyes were also scarlet and fiery.

"I heard that you Ye Feng is from the kingdom of Shenzhou, the eldest prince from a big place, well-informed, clever and eloquent, and can say black into white. We are small people in a small place, with a stupid mouth and only one sentence, do you accept this challenge book, or not?"

The fierce disciple took a step forward, and his violent gaze was like a knife, piercing into Ye Feng's eyes, full of arrogance.

"Do you take the challenge book, or not?"

The martial arts disciples behind him stepped at the same time, shouting in unison, repeating that sentence, the fierce evil qi gathered together, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sound was violent, giving people a fierce aura of thousands of troops and horses.

Little Lori was so frightened by this shout that her face changed, she hid behind Ye Feng, poked out her little head, and glared at everyone viciously.

Ye Feng's face did not change in the slightest, and he looked at the other party lightly.

The fierce disciple did not show weakness and stared at Ye Feng fiercely, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

But under Ye Feng's unwavering eyes, the fierce disciple soon couldn't support it, and couldn't help blinking, looking away, not daring to look directly at him.

"Are you all in the water in your heads? or have you trained all your muscles in your brains? Poor Feng Qing Martial Academy, how did you teach such a group of idiots?"

Ye Feng finally spoke, and in an instant, there was a fierce scolding from a storm, and the momentum was awe-inspiring.

He squirted saliva all over the other's face.

The fierce disciple blinked, and subconsciously wiped his face, as if he didn't hear Ye Feng's words clearly, but in the next moment, he was furious and completely reacted.

"You"

Why don't you throw the challenge book on the ant, and then say to it, "Come, Lao Tzu wants to challenge you." Lao Tzu is a disciple of the martial arts hall of the Fengqing Martial Academy, and I want to fight with you for 300 rounds today, don't go, watch me make a move."

Ye Feng was still upright, and instantly blocked what the other party wanted to say, gushing endlessly.

The other martial arts disciples were so dizzy by his scolding that they felt a wave of depression accumulate in their chests, as if they had filled a boulder, and they were heavy and uncomfortable, out of breath, and completely dazed.

"Me"

"What am I? Do you want to say this is a tradition? Bullshit! This is the tradition of your martial arts, what does it have to do with my medicine hall? Why don't you go to Wentang to play with those scholars and little brothers about this tradition? Oh, so you really have been. Tut-tut, they all say that the disciples of the martial arts are so domineering, this time it is really a long insight. The little scholars of the Wentang were powerless, and the disciples of the Wutang were so angry that they knocked them to the ground, stepped on their feet again, and then said, Look, this is the tradition."

Ye Feng danced with his hands, performing what he said one by one with his movements, the arrogance of the disciples of the martial arts, the weakness of the scholars of the Wentang, and the desolation and misery of the final ending, made him perform three points to the bone.

Many martial arts disciples were dumbfounded, and everyone was as stiff as a stone.

"Oh, this is the tradition of your martial arts, amazing, amazing, I want to applaud you and cheer for you. Domineering, bullying the weak, even the poor little scholars of Wentang don't let go, you are so great, no wonder this challenge is written so vigorously and domineeringly. This is a domineering side leak!"

Ye Feng applauded vigorously, with a bright smile, staring at the fierce disciple at the front, and said lightly: "After bullying the scholars of the Wentang, are you here to bully our apprentices of the Medicine Hall?"

The fierce disciple's eyes darkened, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "poof", and he was so angry by Ye Feng's series of words that he fainted to the ground.

Ye Feng jumped to the side, dodged the mouthful of blood, and shook his head.

"Why bother?"