Surrounded by Yue Feng, Wang Xiaoer and others, Ye Feng frolicked and chattered and returned to the dormitory.

Unlike the inner disciples, they don't have to worry about cultivation, as long as they do their job well, these outer disciples still have a lot of free time. Now that Ye Feng has returned, Zhao Dahai no longer dares to dominate Yue Feng and them at will, and he has more free time than before.

It was night, and twelve people in the dormitory were drunk.

Ye Feng's return was like a small stone thrown into the sea, poof, and there were no ripples. It's not difficult to understand that outer disciples like them don't have a sense of zài in the first place. One more and one less, no one cares at all.

After saying hello to the person in charge of the outer disciples, the other party asked a few questions, Ye Feng was talking nonsense, but the story he made up was perfect, and there were no slots in the whole process. At this point, even if it is back.

The only one who worries is Zhao Yong.

Zhao Dahai's cultivation is low, and his brain is also funny, so he is naturally easy to fool. However, Zhao Yong is not Zhao Dahai's brute bull. Which is light? And, according to Ye Feng's understanding of Zhao Yong, this person is narrow-minded and will be revenged.

He put him on the same slammer, how could he give up lightly?

But the strange thing is that he has been back for four or five days, and he has not seen Zhao Yong looking for his stubble. Well, yes, Zhao Dahai has been made obedient, how dare he fan the flames, it should be Zhao Yong who doesn't know that he has returned.

It's a blessing or a curse, it's a disaster that can't be avoided, so wait, just Zhao Yong's sixth layer of the Acquired Realm, Ye Feng really didn't see it in his eyes.

The seventh layer of the Great Shift of Qiankun is wrong, and it is impossible to practice. Dugu Nine Swords and Nine Killer Moves, Ye Feng has also comprehended the end, if you want to go further, the only way to fight is to fight and find a breakthrough opportunity. Not for now. Among the three major divine skills, there is only the fourth volume of Jiuyang divine skills.

In the past few days, what Ye Feng has practiced is the Jiuyang Divine Skill.

No one is looking for trouble, and he has leisure time to cultivate, Ye Feng's small life is dull but fulfilling. The only fly in the ointment is that when he returns to the Overworld, he has to take off his gorgeous vest and change into a black coarse cloth coat to do the work of a servant.

This deficiency, as Ye Feng returned to the main world, accumulated more and more day after day.

An outbreak is approaching.

Several times, Ye Feng almost didn't do anything, so he wanted to slap his ass and leave. However, Cheng Dù, whose own strength was not strong enough to single-handedly challenge the Iron Sword Gate, endured it after thinking about it. But there seems to be a bag of explosives hidden in his chest, and a small spark can be detonated.

Yue Feng, Wang Xiaoer and others also noticed Ye Feng's abnormality.

Although Ye Feng still completed the task honestly under the orders from above, there was always a trace of disdain on his face. This is extremely secretive, and only two or three people who are extremely familiar with Ye Feng can detect it. Compared with this, everyone saw the change in Ye Feng's attitude.

He became more confident and more arrogant.

When Yue Feng and Wang Xiaoer had a smile on their faces, carefully dealing with the people above, one after another in their mouths, affectionately shouting "Lord Chief" and "Lord Chief", Ye Feng's eyes always looked away, and there was a sneering sneer on the corner of his mouth, extremely arrogant.

provoked the steward in charge of the outer disciples, and was extremely unhappy. Several times, if it weren't for Yue Feng, Wang Xiaoer and others begging bitterly, those in charge would have pointed at Ye Feng's nose and scolded.

It was also during this time that everyone had discovered that there had been an insurmountable gap between them and Ye Feng. This is not an emotional estrangement, Ye Feng is still enthusiastic about them, no different from the past.

They just felt that Ye Feng had changed greatly, and he was completely different from them, and he didn't need it at all.

Their feelings are also complicated. On the one hand, he was sad in private, "What a good relationship before"; on the other hand, he was happy for Ye Feng in his heart, "the madman has a future"; The rest were deeply worried, always worried that Ye Feng would get into trouble because of this.

Wang Xiaoer persuaded Ye Feng more than once: "Crazy, you bear with it, endure it for a few more days, as long as you pass the assessment of the Iron Sword Gate and become an inner disciple, then no one will dare to call you!" In the future, I'll do your work for you! He spoke bitterly, all for Ye Feng's sake.

Ye Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head, how can you understand why I'm upset? Become an inner disciple of the Iron Sword Sect? Sorry, that's not what I wanted.

Wang Xiaoer said, Ye Feng is not completely indifferent.

However...... In the Iron Sword Gate, cultivation is better than himself, and it is also the only thing that Ye Feng is afraid of, but the head of the sect, Ye Fang. Before he was sure what kind of urine Ye Fang was, Ye Feng was reluctant to reveal his details.

Thinking of their sincere concern for themselves, Ye Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, what can I be unhappy about?" It's good to work with peace of mind in the future. ”

In fact, he was already planning in his heart when he would leave. It's really not good, it's really under the guise of Zhao Yong's turtle grandson, to find a reason to go to a deep mountain and old forest to operate medicinal herbs, so as not to suffer from the bird's anger of this group of people who don't know the height of the sky.

After that, another ten days passed, and tomorrow was the meeting of the students who took the exam.

According to the information obtained, the four most respected people in the Iron Sword Gate attended the plenary meeting!

This is a once-in-a-decade event!

Du Fenghan is the youngest and the lowest in cultivation, and he is responsible for the training of the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect all year round. Everyone is familiar with him, but they don't have much expectation. But the other three were different.

The head Ye Fang, the great elder Su Yao, and the second elder He Ying, the enlightenment teachers of the three of them are all Du Fenghan's father. Because of this, although Du Fenghan's cultivation was extremely low, when Ye Fang and the others created the Iron Sword Gate, they still pulled him into the four major decision-making layers and gave him a place.

Ye Fang is either in retreat all year round, or going out to socialize. Many disciples who had entered the Iron Sword Sect for several years had never seen him. What's more, Ye Fang stepped into the eighth layer of the Heavenly Realm at the age of fifty-four, and the people in the rivers and lakes called him "Running Thunder", attacking with both palms, like thunder.

Just like the star chasers in the previous life, Ye Fang and others are superstars. But whoever is a member of the Iron Sword Gate, who doesn't want to see the peerless demeanor of Ye Fang, the "Thunder Hand"?!

Ye Fang's left and right hands, "Phantom Assassin" Su Yao, and "Pretty Yaksha" He Ying, although they are not like Ye Fang, they are not like Ye Fang, but except for the disciples who enter the room, it is difficult for others to see them several times a year.

Originally, it was difficult to look at any of them, but now the three of them suddenly appeared at the same time, how could they not be excited?! How can you be reluctant to help yourself?!

There was a fanatical atmosphere inside and outside the Iron Sword Gate, everyone was talking about tomorrow's school examination conference, even Yue Feng and Wang Xiaoer, the outer disciples who had no hope of passing the school entrance examination, were also discussing with their eyebrows, they just talked about it, and they had to pull Ye Feng to discuss it together.

Ye Feng couldn't cry or laugh, shaking his head silently.

And trouble, in the end, still came to the door.

On this night, the Great Elder Su Yao was pointing out on the examination ground, allowing the outer disciples to observe the scene, Yue Feng, Wang Xiaoer and others were extremely excited, and they all ran over to join in the fun.

Ye Feng was naturally dismissive.

He stayed in the dormitory, retreated, meditated on the bed, and continued his cultivation.

At this moment, a cold voice came: "Huh...... I didn't expect you rabbit cub to dare to come back! "Word by word, gnashing teeth.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and Zhao Yong, who was holding a three-foot long sword in his hand, was looking at him resentfully.