The news of Ye Feng's killing of Yuan Tian yesterday spread in Dongli City early this morning, and the more it spread, the more mysterious it became. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Many people sat around to discuss this matter, "Do you know how many swords that sword cultivator used to kill Yuan Tian?" The man was obviously apprehensive.

"How many swords?" many people asked at the same time.

The man stretched out a finger, "Of course one sword is impossible, I actually don't know how many swords, I only know that the sword cultivator is only four grades, Yuan Tian Sword Master three grades, that's a retrograde sword, don't ask me why I know, because I was there yesterday, and I was cheated by our Gu Xiao Gongzi for a full three hundred taels of silver." And our Gu Xiao Gongzi was so frightened by the sword cultivation that he fled. The man's words were also full of ridicule, it seemed that he lost the silver in the gamble yesterday and had a grudge against Gu Xiao.

"Haha!" everyone laughed, and it was a good conversation for them.

And Ye Feng is now walking alone on the street, he wants to find an inn to eat, and by the way, he can feel the taste of spending other people's money. Although he only took half of the large pile of silver yesterday, he thought it was enough.

Along the way, Ye Feng found that the eyes of this group of people were no longer the same as before, and as for what was the difference, he didn't know.

"Finally found the inn," Ye Feng walked three steps and two steps towards the inn in front of him, he should be hungry.

"This master, please come to our store to eat something?" The shopkeeper saw Ye Feng looking very enthusiastic.

"Xiao Er, give me a few catties of beef and three jars of wine. Ye Feng sat down at a table near the window.

"Come on, sir, wait a minute. The shopkeeper walked to the back kitchen.

When Ye Feng just walked in, many people's eyes looked at him, Ye Feng also looked around, he saw that these people were all armed with weapons, and they all came for this selection competition, of course, there were many who came to join in the fun.

The inn was almost full, and all of them had different expressions, some of them looking scrappy, while others were a little sullen.

"What the hell is this, last year's registration fee was only five hundred taels of silver, and this year it actually costs one thousand taels, isn't this fucking cannibalism or what?" A man with a knife looked very lonely, it seemed that the silver was not enough for a thousand taels.

And the man at the same table immediately whispered back: "Little brother, don't talk nonsense, be careful to be listened to by someone who cares, there is a difference of five hundred taels of silver, and the eldest brother will help you find a way." ”

Their table was not far from Ye Feng, so naturally he listened to these words.

Ye Feng knew at this time that he still needed to hand over the silver to participate in the selection competition, and he didn't have the idea of helping the sword cultivator who lacked silver, because he felt jealousy and disdain from the other party's gaze just now.

The shopkeeper's voice sounded again, pulling Ye Feng back from his fugue, "This master, your beef and wine are coming, please use them slowly!" Shopkeeper put the beef and wine very carefully on the table in front of Ye Feng.

Ye Feng immediately devoured it, in fact, if you count it, he hasn't eaten for several days.

"Today, the sword cultivator who is talking about everywhere in the city can't be him, right?"

"Retrograde?"

"It's actually already a third-grade master, doesn't it say that sword cultivation is as difficult as climbing to the sky?"

The three of them were all carrying guns, and they were full of wine and food, they looked at Ye Feng and discussed, and the voice was not small, although they also looked down on sword cultivation, but Ye Feng, the cultivation of the three grades of the sword master, was here, and they didn't dare to be too presumptuous, after all, the one in front of them would not blink an eye when he killed people.

Suddenly, the people in the inn all looked at Ye Feng.

"Did I eat too fast?, what did they all look at me?" Ye Feng muttered in his heart, but he still ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl, ignoring everyone's gaze at all. He just wanted to eat it quickly and then sign up.

At this time, a man walked over, and the weapon that the man was carrying was a rare weapon, a large shield.

"This brother, the inn is full, can I share a table with you?" the man with the negative shield asked Ye Feng softly, his tone was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Didn't they finish eating? You want to sit with me, and I'll finish it right away. Ye Feng replied slowly, and took a big sip of wine after speaking.

"Oh, that's what my brother said. With these words, the man walked to the table where he had just finished drinking wine and eating meat, and was now chatting.

"A few brothers, since you have finished eating, can you make room for the younger brother?" asked the man with the negative shield.

The man at the table was talking as if he had heard a big joke.

"Did I hear me right? ”

"Aren't you really afraid of death? One division realm five grades, let our three division realm five grades give him a place?"

"Brother Wang, if you want a position, you can win us. ”

The man with the shield, in the face of such ridicule, still did not show annoyance, but said very calmly: "I am not Wang Ba, I am a shield cultivator." The expression on his face remained unchanged, and then he stretched out his right hand, revealing the shield pattern, but in this way, it did not make Gun Xiu stop laughing, but became more presumptuous, and said anything unbearable.

"Then please fight. The man with the negative shield looked a little annoyed, and he was full of anger in this sentence, not afraid that the other party had three people, and he was alone.

"Okay, you bastard, today your three masters will break your turtle shell. Of the three men, the one who led the way was the first to walk out, followed by the remaining two.

Just when everyone thought there was another excitement to see.

After the three of them went out, he immediately sat down, and he didn't see the original Mu Ne, and he looked happy, "Xiao Er, give me three catties of beef and five jars of wine." ”

"Okay, this master, you wait a minute, it'll be okay right away. The voice of the shopkeeper sounded.

And Ye Feng also finished eating at this time, and when he saw the scene just now, he couldn't speak, funny?

"Little two, check out. Ye Feng wiped the remaining trace of beef from his mouth, he was full of food and drink, he was going to sign up.

"Okay, this master, a total of fifty taels of silver. ”

As soon as the shopkeeper's words fell, Ye Feng took out fifty taels of silver and put it on the table, and walked outside, only to find that the three gun cultivators who had just mocked the man with the shield were still waiting outside.

"Big brother, why don't we go in and find that Wang Ba, damn, I really started to be Wang Ba,"

"Please let us fight? Don't dare to come out, a few meanings. ”

"I also want to go in and trouble him, but the innkeeper has already learned a good thing, and he can't go, so I'm waiting for that Wang Ba, let's wait to kill him." The three men looked indignant.

"How much hatred does this have? If you don't agree with each other, kill it, and then say it? This is a cultivator? Cultivation is a face?" Ye Feng thought in his heart, and his steps were still not slow to walk towards the City Lord's Mansion, because he had to sign up there.

The big open space in front of the city lord's mansion is now the registration location, and there is an endless stream of people who come to sign up, and the cashier is the city lord Yeyun's own brother, "Yeqing." ”

Yeqing couldn't even collect the cash at this time. With a smile on his face, his already bloated body looked even more cumbersome at the moment, and seeing the endless stream of monks in front of him, Yeqing sighed: "Big brother is so smart, double the price, and there are so many people to give silver." ”

Ye Feng finally arrived at the registration location at this time.

"That's a lot of people. Ye Feng looked at a large number of people and sighed.

He also stood at the end of the registration team, waiting slowly, and at the same time thinking in his heart, register today, the competition will start the day after tomorrow, plus there is still half a day to go today, so he still has a day and a half to consolidate his cultivation.

After all, he only broke through the three grades yesterday, there are still many places that need to be consolidated, and he also needs to be a little more proficient in breaking the army, and winning the top ten in the selection competition, Ye Feng still has this certainty, what he needs is to face the difficulties of going to Qingyun next, not this.

"Look, it's the lord of the city. As soon as these words came out, everyone looked forward, and sure enough, Yeyun stood at the front of it, carrying an axe, looking very powerful.

"Is this the city lord? Axe Xiu, I heard that his son is already second-grade, I don't know if he will meet it. Ye Feng muttered in his heart, and everyone also turned their heads one after another.

"Silence!" Yeyun's voice came, and suddenly the field was quiet, no one dared to speak, and the newcomers who came in behind also listened with interest, not daring to say more.

Yeyun's voice then sounded, "You are all my hope to leave the city, the day after tomorrow, the Qingyun Sect's selection competition to recruit disciples will start at three o'clock in the afternoon, when the time comes, the Qingyun Sect will have someone to come, and the top ten winners will be able to go to Qingyun, and I hope that all the monarchs will cultivate diligently and cultivate martial arts for more than ten years, just wait for one moment after tomorrow." "The sound was thick and fell on everyone's ears.

"Big brother, why don't you tell them that if you go to the Qingyun Sect, you may not be able to enter?" Yeqing asked with a smile.

Yeyun touched the axe on his body, "I don't need to say more, I will never say more, you remember, if you say too much, you will lose." Ye Yun said and walked into the City Lord's Mansion.

Everyone is still lining up, still waiting for the moment when they hand over the silver, everyone wants to go to Qingyun, but how can this Qingyun be so good?

Ye Feng lined up for half an hour, and finally it was his turn, so he took out the prepared silver and gently placed it in front of Yeqing.

Yeqing sat on the Taishi's chair, ordered someone to count the silver, and then asked, "What is your name, what monk, and how many grades are in the master's realm." "I didn't raise my head, it can be said that I was arrogant to the extreme.

"My name is Ye Feng, a sword master and a third grade. At the same time as Ye Feng finished speaking, the person who registered next to him also quickly wrote it according to Ye Feng's answer.

Ye Qing raised his head at this time, and said indifferently: "Oh, you are the one who killed Yuan Tian yesterday, and now you are actually a third-grade, it seems that you are a diligent person, it is not easy to cultivate a sword, and you are not too arrogant." ”

"Taught. Ye Feng dropped these three cold words, and turned his head to leave.

"Young sword cultivator. Yeqing took a sip of tea and said to Ye Feng's back.

Ye Feng walked out with everyone's curious gaze like this, this gaze no longer had the contempt he had before, some were just curiosity and jealousy, after all, the three grades of the division realm were placed here, how could they not be jealous of the group of five grades of the division realm lined up? Strength is the foundation that prevails over all arguments.

After Ye Feng walked away, everyone talked about it again.

"This sword cultivation is not ordinary, it is actually a three-grade?" The words were full of incredulity.

"He killed Yuan Tian yesterday. ”

"What's this? It's just three grades of the master realm, this waste road has been silent for a thousand years, what waves can a sword master three grades make?" This person was indignant, but he was only a master of the five grades.

Of course, Ye Feng couldn't hear all this, he just wanted to return to Dongli Temple as soon as possible, and then work hard to cultivate the sword, the human feelings in the world, cold and warm self-knowledge, he felt that he was incompatible with everything under this mountain, as if the way of the sword suffered from the jealousy of the heavens, all the Taoist cultivators, it seemed that they were born with a kind of contempt for the way of the sword, in their eyes the way of the sword can only be a waste way, this is an almost pathological paranoia.

"The day after tomorrow, I will let you see what a sword is and what is sword cultivation. Ye Feng was like a sword out of the sheath, galloping east away from the temple.