Zhang Dachuan let out a dejected "um" and continued to explain to himself:

"I also learned about it in an ancient book of the sect, which said that there are five kinds of best root bones for our monks, the green dragon spiritual sense, the white tiger spiritual sense, the vermilion bird spiritual consciousness, the phoenix heart, and the Xuanwu physique, you must know! There is only one person in the world who can each qualification, and there can never be a second one, which means that his royal title pavilion is the only existence, people like us, no matter how hard we work, we will never want to surpass others!"

Zhang Dachuan seemed to feel that he was a little out of shape, turned his back, and became depressed alone.

Ye Feng didn't go over to comfort him when he saw this, after all, there were many setbacks and bumps in the road of martial arts, if he Zhang Dachuan couldn't even get over this matter, then go home and farm as soon as possible.

Looking at Zhang Dachuan's lonely back, Ye Feng's thoughts couldn't help but drift.

When the spirit bird real person tested Su Qinghua's root bones, he once said what kind of Vermilion Bird spiritual sense she was, and when Zhuo Qi first saw the horn, he also said that the horn was a Xuanwu physique.

Now with the addition of the White Tiger Spiritual Sense of the Wang Rank Pavilion, Ye Feng suddenly felt a little helpless in his heart.

He not only lamented that his generation of cultivation geniuses was indeed a little unreasonable, but also lamented that he and ordinary people like Zhang Dachuan had worked hard to cultivate, and under the comparison of these geniuses, he was afraid that he would become dull and worthless.

The difference between cloud and mud.

"It is said that people are not born noble and low, but who can say for sure?"

Ye Feng said secretly in his heart.

Out of the woods, Zhang Dachuan also explained the details of this mission to Ye Feng while hurrying away.

The level of the quest is purple, and after success, you can get a total of more than 2,000 contributions, which is equivalent to half a Tianjing stone.

The goal is to go to a place called "Hundred Beast Mountain" and capture a spirit pet, Tiger Jiao.

The tiger Jiao resembles a snake, has no scales, and has black and yellow fur like tiger skin.

Adult tiger Jiao can grow to the thickness of three people, but juvenile tiger Jiao is usually only half the size of an adult and belongs to the second-order spirit pet.

According to Zhang Dachuan, this time the two of them only wanted to catch a juvenile tiger Jiao, and the juvenile tiger Jiao had no powerful means, it was a big pie in the sky.

However, after listening to the context of the matter, Ye Feng did not act as happy as Zhang Dachuan, but frowned and was worried.

Although he secretly confirmed Tiger Jiao's strength and habits with Yuanbao, there was always an indescribable uneasiness in his heart, which was unfounded, just a premonition.

After walking for another half a day, Ye Feng and the others finally walked out of the continuous mountain range where the sect of Jiuzhou Island was located and stepped into a small town.

Seeing that it was getting late, the two of them discussed resting in the town for one night to replenish their strength, and then buy some food to continue their journey after dawn tomorrow.

After finding an inn and booking two rooms, Zhang Dachuan suddenly dragged Ye Feng out of the inn with a hippie smile, saying that he had to let Ye Feng accompany him out for a walk.

"Where do you want to go?"

On Qingshi Street, Ye Feng wrinkled his brows, looking at the white fat man standing in front of him smiling, he regretted that he had found such an unorthodox person as a partner.

"Listen to the play!"

Zhang Dachuan was triumphant, stretched out his hand to hug Ye Feng's shoulder, and persuaded in a serious tone:

"Brother Ye, brother, I've inquired about it, there is a small teahouse in this town where the drama is very authentic, it is very flavorful, our brothers finally came to visit, it's a pity not to listen!"

Ye Feng pulled the corners of his mouth helplessly, pulled Zhang Dachuan's arm open, and motioned for him to go ahead and lead the way.

Zhang Dachuan smiled "hehe", disagreed, trotted to the front with a fat body, and began to lead the way.

Inquire about the small teahouse all the way, Ye Feng ignored Zhang Dachuan's objections, went straight to the last row of the stands to find an empty table, and sat down.

"What can you hear from so far away?"

Zhang Dachuan followed Ye Feng and muttered.

"I don't like you to go to the front, I don't like to listen to plays. ”

Ye Feng is not used to his problems.

If it weren't for the toad ingots in the storage ring, he would have to come to listen to the play noisily, and he would have turned around and left.

Zhang Dachuan didn't leave, he pursed his lips, sat on another bench, turned his body to the side, and turned his back to Ye Feng.

Not long after, with the shouts of the crowd, two men with exaggerated faces and costumes came to the stands and sang.

"Good!"

Zhang Dachuan shouted hello, and then leaned in front of Ye Feng and gave a thumbs up, "Those two people on the stage are really good at singing!"

Ye Feng looked away with "disdain", but he didn't want to look at a tiger-eyed man who turned back in the first two rows.

The man first glanced at Ye Feng, then looked at Zhang Dachuan beside the young man, and finally turned his head back.

"This man is a little familiar..."

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

"Good, good singing!"

Zhang Dachuan shouted hello with a red face, startling Ye Feng, who was distracted.

Feeling that Ye Feng was looking at him, Zhang Dachuan scratched his head very honestly, and sneered: "Hehe, scaring you?

Ye Feng didn't say a word in his heart, and subconsciously looked sideways at the tiger-eyed man before, and found that the latter happened to turn his head to look at him as well.

"Good!"

Zhang Dachuan shouted abruptly again.

This time, not only the tiger-eyed men in the first two rows, but even the young people at the surrounding tables also set their eyes on Ye Feng and Zhang Dachuan.

Feeling the unfriendly gazes cast around him, and then squinting at Zhang Dachuan's thief's little eyes sitting beside him, Ye Feng's heart moved, and he got up and walked out.

"Hey, where are you going?"

Zhang Dachuan raised his hand and grabbed Ye Feng.

"I'll go out for a while!"

Ye Feng didn't look back and threw a sentence.

Ye Feng wanted to pull out his arm, but found that the fat man behind him was actually secretly angry, and the pig's trotter-like fat hand had firmly locked his wrist.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse that the tiger-eyed man had quietly stood up, and the young man hurriedly raised his true qi to break away from Zhang Dachuan's hand, quickly and flexibly walked through the crowd, and ran towards the door of the teahouse, ignoring Zhang Dachuan's blocking shouts behind him.

"Boss Ye, what kind of trouble are you making here?"

Yuan Bao asked with his mind as he hid in the storage ring.

Ye Feng glanced up at the plaque hanging on the door of the teahouse, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hmph~ Wait to see a good show!

"Huh?"

The ingots are unknown.

Ye Feng didn't answer, and the smile on his face was even stronger.

Not long after, with the sound of "ping-pong" tables and chairs falling to the ground, a group of spectators in the teahouse ran out in a panic.

"Oh, run, hit!"

"Murder!

"Oh my God!

Looking at the frightened spectators, Ye Feng was unmoved, turned around and sat on the bluestone platform in front of the teahouse, looking calm and relaxed.

waited until the two flower-faced men who were singing and the young man in the teahouse ran out, Ye Feng got up and patted his buttocks, and returned to the teahouse leisurely.

At this time, in the teahouse, the tables, chairs and benches had already been lifted into chaos, peanuts, dried fruits, and broken porcelain pieces were scattered all over the ground, and at the innermost part of the teahouse, there were three people standing facing each other.

That's right, not two, it's three.

One is the white and tender fat man Zhang Dachuan, and the other two are a man and a woman who look quite godlike, they should be a pair of brothers and sisters.

The man is the tiger-eyed man who looked at Ye Feng before, with a slightly stubble face with sharp edges, deep eye sockets, and prominent cheekbones, and at first glance he is a hot-tempered master.

The woman is not very old, her complexion is slightly dark, her body is hot, and her appearance is even more heroic, but at this time, it makes people feel a little imposing.

The man and woman were dressed in black suits, and both had a red hemp rope tied to their foreheads.

The two of them had a strange symbol dotted with cinnabar on the left eyelid, and their hair was tied diagonally at the back of their heads, properly dressed as ethnic minorities in Xiangzhou.

"Ye Feng, come and help me!"

Zhang Dachuan's small eyes caught a glimpse of Ye Feng coming back, and hurriedly beckoned to him.

Before Ye Feng could speak, the pair of brothers and sisters had already set their eyes on Ye Feng, and their eyes showed undisguised hostility.

"Hey, don't look at me, what the hell are you doing!"

Ye Feng waved his hand at the brother and sister again and again.

He bent down to pick up a chair, sat down very calmly, paused, picked up a handful of peanuts from the ground, and peeled them apart.

The brother and sister were stunned by Ye Feng's actions, glanced at each other, and once again fell on Zhang Dachuan's body.

Zhang Dachuan suddenly became anxious, shaking two fat hands like pig's trotters, and shouted at Ye Feng with an anxious face: "Brother Ye, don't just watch the show, these two guys are going to fight with my brother and me, come and help!"

"Who do you say is the guy?

The woman in black scolded Zhang Dachuan angrily, shook her arms, and had an extra sharp short sword in her hand.

Seeing this, the tiger-eyed man on the side also shook his arms, holding two pitch-black short axes, and slowly forced Zhang Dachuan in the corner of the wall.

"Gollum~"

Zhang Dachuan swallowed his saliva with a sad face.

At this time, he could be said to have no way into the heavens and no way to enter the earth, so he had to sacrifice the sword from the storage ring and fight with the brother and sister.

Ye Feng sat on the bench leisurely, watching the intensifying fight between the three of them, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he had no intention of going up to help.

"Ye Feng, I really misjudged you!"

Zhang Dachuan resisted the fierce attack of the brother and sister, and complained to Ye Feng at the same time.

"Ahem... Brother Okawa: Isn't this all something you've planned for a long time? Isn't it nice to set yourself up and drill yourself?"

Ye Feng replied with a smile, raised his hand and threw a peanut into his mouth.

The latter stopped his movements violently when he heard this, and turned his head to look at Ye Feng, his two small eyes full of horror.

However, before he could speak again, the brother and sister had already rushed over again with their weapons.

Jingle Bell~

The three of them were in a scuffle again.