718 Oppression

readx;?“ The slightly gloomy looking man, called Gong Twelve, is the boss of our Xianju side, don't provoke him on weekdays, the strength is in the eighth layer of immortals, that is, the three major people in charge of the teeth, and they are polite to this palace twelve, he has a group of brothers under his hands, and he is very cruel. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info?”

After the donkey Dan'er finished speaking, Ye Feng frowned, it seems that this place is not quiet, it is similar to the lower realm, and there are some small forces.

"The one over there, the one that looks more rugged, is called Fei Qianqi, is the other boss of the Xianju, and his strength is also the eighth layer of the immortals, these two forces, they like to intrigue on weekdays, and our Xianju is located under the jurisdiction of the twelve palaces, and it also belongs to the jurisdiction of Fei Qianqi. ”

Then Donkey Dan Nunu said to the other man.

Ye Feng, under his instructions, saw this man.

However, Ye Feng's brows were furrowed even more fiercely.

"What's the matter, how does our Immortal Residence belong to the two of them?"

Ye Feng was very puzzled.

"This, it's our special, the place occupied by our Immortal Residence, half of it belongs to the Flying Thousand Feet Domain, and it generally belongs to the Twelve Realm of the Palace, so we have to be more low-key on weekdays, by the way, Ye Feng, every month we have to hand over ten low-grade immortal stones to these two forces. ”

The donkey seemed to have thought of something, and he touched his head, almost forgetting about it.

"What? Do you still have to hand over immortal stones?" Ye Feng was very surprised, if according to this situation, if he handed over ten more than one hundred immortal stones in the second month, there would be forty inferior immortal stones left in a month, wouldn't this be layer by layer exploitation?

It's a bit deceitful, isn't it?

"Don't be too surprised, this is the rule, although many people are reluctant to pay, but there is no way, these two people are too powerful. Donkey Dan'er said with palpitations.

Ye Feng looked at the donkey egg sighing, thinking that this guy was not less squeezed on weekdays.

"If you wait for a while and you go back, you must pay attention to proportion, don't provoke our eldest brother of Xianju, you can do whatever he asks you to do, do it here for a while, and when you become a heavenly immortal cultivator, it will be much easier over there, and you can still go out to do things when the time comes, and you can only become the lowest person in the immortal world, no way, this is the reality, you have to bow your head." ”

It is clear that Donkey Daner is a person who has been oppressed by reality, and he has succumbed to this reality.

But Ye Feng didn't want to, Ye Feng felt that he didn't need to stammer some people, just do his own thing with peace of mind.

When encountering difficulties, as long as you can resist the past, then you will carry it with your shoulders and fists.

The conscience of heaven and earth is worthy of this, and there is nothing to fear.

After Ye Feng thought about it, he lowered his head and continued to eat the fairy rice.

After eating too much of this kind of immortal rice, Ye Feng felt that a lot of immortal yuan power was stored in his body.

Immortal Yuan Power was like golden blood rolling and flowing in the meridians in the body.

He is now a human immortal fifth layer, so how much immortal power is needed to break through to the next layer, Ye Feng has not tested it.

However, according to the records in the immortal book that I received from the 'Lingwu Hall' before, according to the cultivation level of ordinary immortals, five to six layers can break through by devouring five hundred lower-grade spirit stones.

There is no chance to try it yet, so Ye Feng can only keep this mind in his heart and hide it first.

After eating, it was time to go back to the immortal residence.

On the road, I saw many immortals with tired looks on their faces, and they were in a hurry, thinking that they wanted to return to their residences as soon as possible, rest and cultivate, and wait for the arrival of the next day.

When the next day came, it was natural to continue mining ore, this kind of day, after a long time, Ye Feng felt that few people would not be numb.

I must not be such a person, the fairy world is so vast, I have to go out to have a look, Li Xunhuan, I have to go over to see it myself.

You can't always be driven by others when you come to the fairy world, and now your cultivation is a little lower, so you have no choice but to forbear.

But you can't be too forbearing, Ye Feng deeply knows the inferior nature of human beings, once they are too weak, then they will let the bullying be endless.

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In the land of immortal dwelling, Ye Feng lay on the bed and looked at the immortal book.

"By the way, Ye Feng, we can't cultivate immortal art now, only when we reach the Heavenly Immortal Cultivation can we go to the Academy Palace to learn immortal arts, so you have to work hard. Donkey Dan'er lay on the bed, holding a low-grade immortal stone in the palm of his hand, and then unintentionally began to close his eyes and cultivate his mind.

Ye Feng didn't speak, he didn't have any immortal stones at the moment, and he could only increase the content of immortal yuan power in his body by absorbing the immortal yuan power that was permeating the air in this immortal world.

It's just that Ye Feng used the Northern Spiritual Skill Devouring Technique to absorb the immortal power between heaven and earth, which would cause a great reaction, and in this way, it would be easy to reveal his identity, so he didn't cultivate.

"When I finish my work tomorrow, find a more secluded place, and then I can cultivate, it's better to keep a low profile when I first come here. Ye Feng licked his lips and continued to look at the immortal book.

The immortal book narrated some rare beasts between heaven and earth, and Ye Feng felt that it was okay to look through them, which would help him.

With a squeak, when Ye Feng had just flipped through the two pages, the door of the Immortal Residence was opened.

From the outside, there was a cheekbone leaking, extremely thin, and long immortal, cultivated in the fourth layer of human immortals, this person had a high head, and looked domineering.

He squinted his hands behind his back, glanced at him, and then smiled strangely at the corners of his mouth.

Ye Feng looked at this man, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, this man didn't seem to be a good stubble, and the smile that appeared from the corner of his mouth seemed to be a little interested in himself.

This interest made Ye Feng, who had been hunting in the mountains for a while before, feel like he was being targeted by a cobra, so he was vigilant in his heart.

"Brother Meng, you're here. At this time, Donkey Dan'er opened his eyes, immediately got up from his bed, put away the lower grade fairy stone, quickly came to the innermost wide bed, stretched out his long in the scene to wipe it, the dust on the bar was blown out, and he smiled at this person with a flattering face, signaling him to do it.

Looking at the expression and movements of the donkey, Ye Feng felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, this is too spineless, right?

Since this person is Brother Zhuo, he must be called Meng Changjiang.

Meng Changjiang, introduced by Donkey Dan'er, is a fourth-layer human immortal, and does things under Gong Twelve on weekdays, which is regarded as the dog leg of Gong Twelve.

As for the remaining one Chang Sanchang Fat Man, he has not yet arrived.

Ye Feng sat on the bed and nodded slightly at this Meng Changjiang.

Meng Changjiang snorted coldly, "What kind of person, so big and not small? Donkey Dan'er, didn't you teach him some rules?"

Meng Changjiang's voice was yin and yang, his voice was like a duck's voice, very sharp, and it sounded like a eunuch in the palace.

A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, he felt that if this person was placed in the palace, it would be really suitable to be a eunuch.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ye Feng's smile made Meng Changjiang's tone even colder, and his face was as gloomy as a donkey's face.