Ye Feng was helplessly pulled into the crowd, and glanced at a few artists in the center of the crowd disapprovingly, and his eyes changed in vain.

The artists are three old and two young people who are all in the same body, and they should be father and son, each of them holding an iron chain in their hands, and the one tied at the end of the chain is a tiger who has three Taoist walks.

"Beasts?"

Ye Feng frowned and muttered quietly.

When the ingots in the storage ring heard this, they said, "Well, those three are all fierce tigers who have practiced the Tao for 500 years! It's so sad to be caught playing acrobatics..."

Ye Feng was silent, he turned his head around to look at the lively people, and found that everyone had a novel and senseless smile on their faces, even Zhang Dachuan beside him.

Look at the steel whips pinned to the waists of the three entertainers, as well as the three obedient fierce tigers.

Ye Feng's expression suddenly darkened.

After the reincarnation of the dream realm, Ye Feng had an idea of equality in his heart.

Now seeing the three fierce tigers obediently surrendering under the command of the entertainer, full of unwillingness to do all kinds of antics, and listening to the indifferent laughter and cheers of the surrounding crowd, Ye Feng felt a wave of anger rise in his heart.

"Enough!"

Ye Feng suddenly snorted, and looked at the elderly artist led by him with sharp eyes.

"Friend, what do you want to do?"

The charlatan was not suppressed by the momentum of the teenager.

He turned to his two sons, and the three of them took off the steel whips pinned to their waists.

The onlookers consciously retreated one after another, vacating a large area of open space with interest, and everyone had a kind of schadenfreude in their eyes.

Zhang Dachuan didn't understand why Ye Feng suddenly got angry, and after being stunned for a while, he hurriedly waved his hand at the entertainer opposite with a hippie smile, and then leaned into the young man's ear and whispered:

"Hey, what are you going to do? It's not easy for people to walk the streets and alleys, so let's not get into trouble?"

Ye Feng turned his head sideways, glanced at Zhang Dachuan deeply, and somewhat regained some of his senses.

After adjusting his mood, he turned around and pointed to the three fierce tigers lying motionless on the ground, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice to the three entertainers:

"Shhhh These three fierce tigers have also earned you a lot of money, right? If you still have a conscience, let them go, and it can be regarded as a good gathering and dispersal..."

"What the fuck are you talking about here?"

The leading entertainer pointed at Ye Feng's nose and scolded, handed the chain in his hand to his son, and walked over.

As the artist slowly walked, Ye Feng's brows unconsciously shook twice, and there was a killing intent in his eyes.

It wasn't that Ye Feng had unconsciously become murderous, but the power of the underground spirit hidden in his body was causing trouble.

"Gollum~"

Zhang Dachuan felt the rich murderous aura emanating from Ye Feng's body, and rolled his throat nervously.

The fat man's small eyes glanced at the entertainer who was not aware of the danger at all, dragged Ye Feng behind him, and scolded angrily at the entertainer:

"I don't know what is good or bad! Let me teach you a lesson!"

Zhang Dachuan shook his arms, took a big step, and knocked the entertainer out with a fat punch.

Bang ——!

"Daddy!"

The other two artists exclaimed at the same time, and after glancing at each other, they rushed towards Zhang Dachuan with a steel whip.

In the second-floor teahouse across the street, a black-clothed Zhantianhu with a red rope on his head, and the heroic girl with a slightly darkened complexion are sitting face-to-face at the small table by the window, leisurely sipping tea.

Rinsing the tea foam in the cup, the heroic girl glanced sideways at the brawl that took place outside the teahouse, and snorted disdainfully.

She turned her head with a sneer on her face and teased Zhan Tianhu: "Brother... Here's what that kid you admire has done... It's naïve..."

"Ugh..."

Zhan Tianhu glanced at Ye Feng in the center of the crowd through the window, sighed regretfully, got up and closed the paper window.

Outside the teahouse, the winner has been divided.

"What's the matter?

Zhang Dachuan put his hands on his waist and looked at the three artists who fell to the ground humming, looking proud.

He looked back at Ye Feng, who had regained his composure, raised his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth, turned around and ran to the young man.

"Satisfied?"

Zhang Dachuan pouted at the three artists on the ground, with a slight blame in his eyes.

"I'm sorry..."

Ye Feng replied softly, turned around and walked through the crowd towards the outside of the town.

Zhang Dachuan hesitated slightly, took out a hanging copper coin from his cuff, threw it on the ground, and chased after it quickly.

The onlookers were all silent at this time, and no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Out of the town, Zhang Dachuan walked in front of him without saying a word to lead the way, with a cloudy expression on his fat face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ye Feng followed behind the fat man with a sad face, already regretting it in his heart.

Even if the behavior of those three entertainers is more or less cruel, it is not considered to have done any evil deeds that have lost their conscience, why did they have murderous intentions?

"Am I a bloodthirsty man?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself in his heart.

"Ye Feng!"

Zhang Dachuan stopped, paused, turned around and came to the young man's side, his fat face did not have the previous hippie smile, but said to him with a solemn expression:

"Dude, you and I can step into the Xuanzhao Realm at such a young age, and we must have experienced many tribulations that ordinary people can't imagine, but I want to remind you that whether it is martial arts practice or ordinary life, what we have to do is not only hard work and persistence, but also learn to cultivate our minds, we must control our emotions, don't be thirsty for killing, don't do evil things because of good thoughts!"

"Don't do evil things because of good thoughts!?"

Ye Feng repeated this sentence repeatedly in his heart, and after tasting the tea carefully, he suddenly had a feeling of seeing the sun through the clouds, and his mood calmed down a lot.

After coming back to his senses, Ye Feng bowed slightly towards Zhang Dachuan, smiled in return, and thanked him sincerely.

Seeing this, the latter hurriedly waved his hand again and again, and said politely "where, where", but the fat on his face was already happily twisted together.

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The six states of the Great Song Dynasty, aside from the importance of Taishang Jiuzhou Island, Xiangzhou can be ranked third!

Xiangzhou, the center of the six states, has many mountains and few waters, and there are countless large and small gold and silver veins.

Since the founding of the Song Dynasty, the unparalleled generals and literary circles born here have occupied one of the three in the country!

However, these are not the most important things.

Because in the blessed land of Xiangzhou, there is also a minority with strong combat effectiveness - the Yuge people.

The Yue Ge nationality is the only ethnic group in the entire Great Song Dynasty that suppresses literature and promotes martial arts.

According to rumors, three out of ten of the strongest army in the Song Kingdom, the "Iron Eagle Guard", were from this clan.

In addition, the Yue Ge clan also has an innate talent, that is, the people of its clan can use their own blood to easily control fierce beasts and spirit pets, so as to increase their combat power.

Although this kind of talent will not be taken too seriously against the backdrop of the peaceful era at this time, if one day the national war comes, this advantage of the Yue Ge clan will definitely become a great help to the Song State.

It is precisely for this reason that Emperor Taizu of the Song State also made a special decree to free the Yue Ge tribe from the control and shackles of the imperial court, and gave the Yue Ge people a miracle treatment of the clan in the country.

However, although the Yue Ge tribe has many privileges, they have never been cholera people, but from the elders of the clan to the children of the clan, they all act in a low-key manner to punish evil and promote good, and in this land of Xiangzhou, it is indeed deeply popular with the people.

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After entering the Hundred Beast Mountain, Zhang Dachuan suddenly mysteriously took out two things from the storage ring, which really startled Ye Feng.

The first is a spiritual weapon that tracks the tiger Jiao, which is shaped like a compass and painted with charms.

The second is a small storage bag embroidered with gold thread, a spiritual pet storage bag made by Luo Yuxuan.

It's nothing to track spiritual weapons, after all, Jiuzhou Island has been established for more than 5,000 years, and many elders and deacons in the sect can make it, and the disciples in the sect can exchange it for it by only using the sect's contributions.

But the spirit pet bag is different, all the martial arts cultivation sects in the world, only Luo Yuxuan, who is in the spirit family's lineage, has it, and even if the other sects have a manufacturing book, they don't have the corresponding true qi to develop it.

Therefore, except for Luo Yuxuan, there is only one way for other sects to obtain the Spirit Pet Bag, and that is equivalent exchange.

Although this method is feasible, it is really a bit strange that an outer disciple like Zhang Dachuan can come up with one casually.

And Zhang Dachuan's explanation for this matter was also very simple, and he directly blamed the reason on the inner disciple who assigned the task to the two.

This also made Ye Feng even more curious about the true identity of the mysterious inner disciple, who could settle many deacons and elders secretly forwarding tasks, not to mention, even the shot was so generous, thinking that this person was definitely not an ordinary inner disciple!

Zhang Dachuan just shirked this before the time came, and said that when He Shi's opportunity came, Ye Feng would naturally know who he was.

The two of them walked along the mountain road for a while, but the tracking compass in Zhang Dachuan's hand still did not move.

"Brother Okawa, is that thing broken, why hasn't there been any reaction for so long?"

Ye Feng pointed to the compass in the fat man's hand, and was very suspicious that he had taken a fake.

"Impossible!"

Zhang Dachuan shook his head firmly, "This tracking compass's perception ability is also related to the user's cultivation, with my current cultivation, I can also sense the distance of a hundred steps in a radius, so don't worry, let's just walk more..."

"Okay!"

Ye Feng nodded helplessly, and could only continue to wander aimlessly in the mountains.

Suddenly, the boy suddenly stopped, then squinted his eyes and swept the surrounding woods and grass, his ears moving slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Dachuan is unknown.

"Shh

Ye Feng made a silencing gesture to Zhang Dachuan, held his breath and listened for a long time, but he didn't hear any sound again.

"Ha~It's okay! I heard you wrong..."

Ye Feng snorted at Zhang Dachuan, turned around and continued to walk forward.

"God babble!"

Zhang Dachuan glanced at his mouth and continued to stare at the compass in his palm looking for traces of the tiger Jiao.