Seeing Master Duobao nodding, Senior Sister immediately harnessed the flying sword and returned to her residence. However, after returning to his residence, he snorted coldly in his heart: If he really lured the old guy out, he obviously paid attention to Ye Feng. This kid won't be as simple as a closed disciple, the old guy must have ulterior motives for him......

Ye Feng sat on the big stone and meditated for half an hour, and when his body was almost recovered, he walked to the edge of the waterfall again and continued to practice this kind of impact cultivation. In this way, he meditated for a while, practiced for a while, and the night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, Ye Feng, who was sitting on the big stone, opened his eyes and exhaled a turbid breath fiercely: "Now I can hold on to the same place for fifteen breaths without falling, the progress is not small, it won't be long before I can go further." ”

After changing his clothes and holding the elixir, Ye Feng walked in the direction of the sect, he was hungry and wanted to eat and drink.

Walking on the road, Ye Feng saw many disciples meditating, and some new disciples hurriedly went to the dining hall. For disciples who have broken through the realm of quenching their bodies, it is normal to eat one meal in a few days. The foundation is built and cultivated, as long as you want, it is no problem not to eat for a few months. For the truly strong, perhaps for decades to eat a meal or two once in a while, eating is just a small episode for this type of person.

Ye Feng greeted those disciples who were eating very friendly along the way, and he also met a few new disciples. One of the new disciples is called Ye Long, who is honest and honest, and his talent is very average compared to geniuses. He was quite polite to Ye Feng, especially when he heard that Ye Feng was also surnamed Ye, he almost followed Ye Feng inch by inch, constantly climbing the relationship, Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly all the way.

"Hey, Brother Ye Feng, I mean really, the surname Ye is a family in the world. My grandfather said, push forward 500 years, and we will be one family. So, in this big sect, those of us surnamed Ye have to help each other and love each other, how can we say it? It's called unity and friendship, yes, that's it. ”

Ye Feng was dumbfounded, he could be regarded as having seen this Ye Long's eloquence, almost the water of the great river was surging, no, it only took a long time to climb the relationship of an ancestor.

"Your grandfather actually knows about me?" Ye Feng asked.

"No, Brother Ye Feng, I mean that all those with the surname Ye have a common ancestor, so we are just one of the few clansmen, in the vast sea of people, we can meet, this is fate." My grandfather said, meeting is fate, let me tell you, my grandfather is amazing......" Ye Long seemed to be very talented in talking, and after a while, he talked about his grandfather, so he talked about his grandfather with great interest.

Ye Feng was silent and continued to listen to him. Slowly, I also had a good impression of him, because this Ye Long had never seen his parents since he was a child, and it was his grandfather who pulled him up with a handful of and urine. In addition, it is said that his parents are also immortal cultivators, and they went out to wander in their early years, and they have not returned until now.

Speaking of his parents, Ye Long's face was a little bad, Ye Feng patted him on the shoulder, so the two of them walked towards the canteen together.

In the hall, probably hungry, Ye Feng ate and drank heavily, without any regard for his own image. After eating eight eggs, ten steamed buns, four dishes of meat and vegetarian dishes, and drinking three bowls of rice porridge, he wiped his mouth with satisfaction and stretched his waist, and the many new disciples next to him were stunned one by one.

"I said brother, you can eat too much, can you stand this belly?" Ye Long subconsciously looked at Ye Feng's abdomen, and found that it didn't enlarge much, so he couldn't help but take a few steps away and look at Ye Feng like a monster.

"Haha, we've had a lot of food since we were kids, no, I haven't eaten for two days, of course we have to eat more to make up for it. Ye Feng said casually, stood up and was about to leave.

"You are such a monster, by the way, Brother Ye Feng, today is the beginning of the month, we can go and get the elixir and the spirit stone elixir and the like. Ye Long patted his head and said suddenly.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and nodded: "It's really the beginning of the month, let's go, go and get the items." ”

So the two of them went to the Scripture Pavilion together, and on the way, they met many new disciples with strange eyes, Ye Feng greeted them calmly one by one, without a strange look. After a while, a three-story attic appeared in front of me, and the huge door plaque in front of the door was written with three big characters in gold: Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

On the first floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, there were several men who looked like senior brothers, about forty years old, sitting lazily on their chairs one by one, and their bodies naturally exuded an aura far beyond Tang Youyu.

At this time, a chubby middle-aged man glanced at the two of them casually, pointed behind him with his right hand, and said lazily: "You disciples know the rules for receiving them, right? But I warn you, don't dream of taking more, or don't blame me for being rude, I haven't beaten anyone in a long time. ”

"Thank you senior brother for your advice, you can rest assured, the elder told us the rules, even if you lend me another guts, I won't take more, I will only take my own share. After Ye Long finished speaking, he went to get three corresponding pills, three lower-grade spirit stones, and three fruits.

After receiving it, Ye Long gave Ye Feng a look. But Ye Feng didn't move, and the Venerable Master of the Secret Dao Duobao didn't tell him the rules here, and he didn't even know the basic rules of collection. At this time, Ye Long pulled Ye Feng again, the latter understood, glanced at him, and slowly walked towards the chubby middle-aged man.

"Senior brother, how much do you think I should take?" Ye Feng handed his purple token to the fat man.

The fat man was very impatient when he heard Ye Feng's words at first, but when he glanced at it casually and saw the purple token, his eyes instantly widened, and he stood up with a snort and grabbed the token, looked at it carefully, and then looked at Ye Feng like a monster.

"This is not the Elder's token, you are the disciple of the Ancestor?" The fat man's attitude was obviously much better.

"This is the token given to me by the Venerable Master Duobao. You just treat me as your junior brother. Ye Feng said calmly, and then stopped talking.

The fat man thought for a while, respectfully handed the token back to Ye Feng, then turned around and walked to the items, grabbed a lot of pills and spirit stones, and then took a black ring to put these things away and handed them to Ye Feng.

"Senior brother, this is a space ring, made by a strong person who is proficient in the laws of space, you can recognize the Lord with just a drop of blood, and then inject a little spiritual power, you can see the items inside. The fat man said to Ye Feng gently.

"Thank you, brother. Hugging his fist at the middle-aged fat man, Ye Feng touched Ye Long, who was stunned next to him, and the two left here together.

(End of chapter)