Outside the conference hall, Lin Xiyao leaned against the wall, casually playing with the tassel on the nine-star commander card on her waist, pouting, and looking at the Phantom Star Pavilion in the distance.

"Yaoyao! It's done! ”

With a shout, a fool rushed out of the chamber door with a bang.

"It's done! It's done! ”

Ye Feng's face was full of excitement, and he jumped one step at a time, running towards Lin Xiyao.

Lin Xiyao frowned slightly, could it be that this stupid young marquis finally had the motivation to stay in the Purple Cloud Sword Sect's cultivation and was happy, but he wasn't so happy, right?

"Hahaha! It's done! It's done! ”

"What has it become?" Lin Xiyao asked.

"My own idea has succeeded!"

"In a class of its own?"

Lin Xiyao's face turned pale at this moment, looking at Ye Feng happily like an orangutan, and what Ye Feng said in the carriage a few hours ago echoed in her mind.

"From this moment on, I am the hall master of Nantang! On an equal footing with the other three halls! ”

"Huh?!"

……

"In a class of its own? It's ridiculous. ”

"Just this brain, still being the hall master, I don't know how to die in the future."

"I was sold and helped others count the money, I was really a stupid person!"

"What kind of character do you really think you are? It's just being used as a gunman. ”

On the way to Nantang, Lin Xiyao silently followed behind Ye Feng, cursing incessantly in her heart.

Ye Feng didn't know what Lin Xiyao was thinking at this time, crossed his hands behind his head, and smiled as he walked: "In the future, I will be the hall master of the South Hall, and you will be the hall master's wife." ”

Lin Xiyao kept a straight face, and at the moment she just wanted to kick his ass hard.

"I really didn't expect that I would be so popular here, and the entire Purple Cloud Sword Sect went to the door to greet me, hahaha."

Ye Feng approached Lin Xiyao with a smile and couldn't stop laughing.

Lin Xiyao looked at it coldly, and was about to pour a basin of cold water on him to calm down: "These are just a show, Su Yang just wants to let the entire Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and even the entire Yangning Kingdom, know that you Ye Feng has walked into the gate of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect." ”

"So what? And not because I'm famous?! Ye Feng said with a smile.

In contrast, Lin Xiyao saw this matter very thoroughly: "From then on, whether you go or stay, die or live, it is your own choice, and it has nothing to do with the Purple Cloud Sword Sect." ”

"Let's not say that you are no longer a young marquis, even if you are a young marquis, the Purple Cloud Sword Sect can easily hand over Nantang to you? There must be some deception in this, and it is very likely that there is some conspiracy hidden in Nantang to leave you to fend for yourself. ”

"They treat you like a garbage picker, and they throw Nantang at you like a rag, and you think you've picked up a treasure."

Lin Xiyao kept talking, and her words were full of ridicule that hatred of iron could not become steel.

When Ye Feng heard this, he pouted his teeth, and his heart was a little shaken: Yan'er didn't tell me so much......

Leaving the council chamber and heading south, the two came to an empty square.

This is the central square of the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and in the center stands a huge granite stone carving, which is a half-unsheathed sword.

The base of the sculpture is engraved with a line of text: With this sword, you can protect the country, you can resist the enemy, earthquake Kyushu, and the people!

As a time-traveler in the 21st century, Ye Feng has seen this kind of introduction to secondary school in countless online novels. But when he really saw it at this time, he still felt an inexplicable shock in his heart.

In just a few words, it can be seen that the Purple Cloud Sword Sect had great ambitions at the beginning of its establishment.

Protecting the country, defending against the enemy, and reassuring the people are the goals of everyone here. In the thousands of years that followed, the Purple Cloud Sword Sect cultivated countless people who could fight well, and made immortal contributions in the process of Yangning's unification of the Central Plains.

It's a pity that the once incomparably brilliant Purple Cloud Sword Sect has now fallen into a place where the second generation of officials is gilded.

The change of the original intention makes everything no longer the original appearance.

In today's Purple Cloud Sword Sect, who still adheres to the original intention?

After pausing for a moment in the central square, the two continued south, looking for the location of the South Hall.

To be exact, it is the former site of the South Hall.

Since the hall master Tan Wen ran away from home and became a Tan madman, Nantang has been completely deserted.

"Where the hell is this South Hall?"

Ye Feng took Lin Xiyao around the Purple Cloud Sword Sect, and even searched the latrine behind the bushes, but he didn't find the so-called Nantang.

"Just now, I wondered why a group of people who were originally kind and kind-minded immediately changed their eyes as soon as they heard that we were going to Nantang!"

Thinking of the scene when he just asked for directions, Ye Feng's face no longer had the joy he had before, whether it was Yan'er's words or Lin Xiyao's words, it made him feel deceived.

Lin Xiyao was also very puzzled, no matter how it was said that Nantang was also a large number of people at the beginning, even if it was abandoned, it would not be possible to disappear out of thin air.

She looked around, her body suddenly froze, and the expression on her face became extremely wonderful at that moment.

seemed to cry instead of crying, seemed to laugh instead of laughing, and his voice was mixed with sarcasm and bitter smile: "This...... Isn't it Nantang ......?"

"You found it?!"

Ye Feng hurriedly ran to Lin Xiyao's side, looked in the direction of her finger, and vaguely saw a wooden door with peeling paint behind the half-human-high bushes.

Through the bushes, I saw three stone steps with cracks, which had been left untended for a long time, and the sides were covered with moss.

At the end of the stairs were two hollow wooden doors, unlocked, with the smell of "you can take one thing and I will lose".

What really made Ye Feng fall into despair was that under the low blue brick wall on the side, a plaque was lying there.

Crookedly engraved on it was the word that Ye Feng didn't want to see at the moment-Nantang.

Ye Feng stood outside the door, his face pale, his lips trembling, and he looked like he might faint at any time.

Yan'er misunderstood me......

Lin Xiyao looked at Ye Feng's state, smiled, blinked, and stepped forward to support Ye Feng: "Hall Master Ye, you must control your emotions, even if you faint, you must faint in the South Hall, but you can't faint at the door." If this spreads, the newly appointed hall master of the South Hall fainted outside the door, which can make people laugh. ”

"Can't faint at the door, can't faint at the door......"

Ye Feng's voice was a little bitter, and he repeated Lin Xiyao's words mechanically.

"Then you'd better go."

"Let's go, let's go......" Ye Feng lowered his head, finding that his legs were a little disobedient.

"Oh, it's all here, let's go in and have a look." Lin Xiyao took Ye Feng's arm and stepped up the steps.

Gently pushed the wooden door, the door frame was torn, and half of the wooden door smashed directly on the ground, lifting a layer of loess.

Yan'er misunderstood me!

Ye Feng's face was like ashes, and suddenly his eyes turned dark, and with Lin Xiyao's support, the whole person fell heavily to the ground......