Supreme Martial Artist

Chapter 2649: Tianzi No. 9 Taoist Academy!

"You guys still want to drain a profound vein?"

He said proudly: "I'm telling you, even if a hundred of you come here, you won't be able to absorb all of this profound vein!"

The disciple also knew that he had made a joke.

He quickly blushed and apologized.

Several people continued to move forward and walked for a while.

When Ye Xinghe saw it, his eyes suddenly became clear.

This is an endless undulating mountain range, with peaks shaped like bamboo shoots everywhere.

This mountain peak is not high, but it is very beautiful.

The height and size of each building are similar.

And on the top of each bamboo shoot-like mountain peak, a courtyard was built.

The Yuehua Holy Land disciple said: "That is the Taoist Academy, and it is also the place where you practice."

"Each Taoist temple can accommodate fifteen disciples."

Then, he started to distribute.

Ye Xinghe and several others have different levels because they have studied here at different times.

Therefore, the Taoist temples assigned to them are also different.

The disciple of Yuehua Holy Land said: "There are a hundred Taoist temples here, divided into three types."

"Tianzihao Taoist Temple, Dizihao Taoist Temple and Renzihao Taoist Temple."

"Tianzihao Taoist Temple is the rarest, has the strongest spiritual veins, and has the smallest number, only ten."

"There are twenty Taoist temples in the area."

"As for herringbone Taoist temples, there are seventy of them."

Ye Xinghe was assigned to Tianzi No. 9 Taoist Academy.

Zhang Chenzheng and the other person were both assigned to Taoist temples.

Then, this Yuehua Holy Land disciple gave several people a token symbolizing their identity.

Just let them go and report on their own.

The disciples of Yuehua Holy Land warned: "This token is your identity here. Whether you are entering, practicing, or absorbing the Xuanhuang Qi in the mysterious veins, you need to use this token."

"Remember, don't lose it!"

"If someone else gets it, your identity will be equivalent to someone else's!"

Several people nodded.

The Yuehua Holy Land disciple smiled and said: "Okay, then I will send you here, you can go your own way!"

After that, he waved his hand.

There were three blue birds flying in the sky, but they were drawn on talisman paper.

Three bluebirds grew larger in the wind, and each of the three caught one.

After saying goodbye, the blue bird went in different directions.

Soon, Ye Xinghe arrived at the entrance of Tianzi No. 9 Taoist Temple.

The token in Ye Xinghe's hand emitted a burst of light.

The door opened automatically and Ye Xinghe walked inside.

The area of ​​this Taoist temple is not very large, only about a few dozen meters in circumference.

A huge ginkgo tree was planted in the middle, with yellow leaves.

A gust of wind came and fell, revealing a bit of desolate beauty.

Around the courtyard, fifteen palaces were built.

Obviously, this is where they live.

As if hearing movement outside, several doors opened and several people came out.

They wore different costumes and obviously came from different forces.

But everyone has characteristics.

That means they are very strong.

The worst one is at the early stage of the tenth level of the Martial God Realm.

After seeing him arrive, several people gathered around him.

Faintly forming a "pin" shape, surrounding him in the middle.

Ye Xinghe's eyes flickered slightly.

These people are not good at coming here. Seeing that they are trying to attack you, you must be on guard.

They seemed to have a strong sense of malice.

The leader of the group looked Ye Xinghe up and down.

He suddenly grinned.

"A disciple of Qingyang Holy Land?"

Ye Xinghe nodded.

He was wearing the clothes of Qingyang Holy Land, which was also a requirement of Yuehua Holy Land.

The man chuckled: "My name is Zhao Zheyi, and I am a disciple of the Kumu Zen Sect."

"I haven't heard of any amazing and talented people coming out of Qingyang Holy Land recently. What's your name?"

Ye Xinghe said lightly: "Ye Xinghe."

"Ye Xinghe?"

Zhao Zheyi frowned, seeming to be remembering something.

"Among the disciples who have become famous in Qingyang Holy Land in recent decades, there is no such number one figure as you!"

"I've never heard of you!"

A person next to him smiled and said: "Senior Brother Zhao, you are known as a know-it-all and know all about the strong men of all the major sects."

"If he is that kind of outstanding person, you must have heard of him."

"This person is unknown, but his strength is average."

Several other people nodded, obviously, they thought so too.

There was a bit of contempt in his eyes when he looked at Ye Xinghe.

Several powerful sects interacted with each other and had a lot of communication.

Although some are enemies, some have good relationships.

But overall, they all understand each other relatively well.

They were all powerful disciples in the sect, but they had never heard of Ye Xinghe.

Naturally, he was regarded as an ordinary disciple with little strength.

And if an ordinary disciple can come to Yuehua Holy Land to practice, it is obviously relevant.

Zhao Zheyi was quite cautious and asked: "In what year did you enter Qingyang Holy Land?"

Ye Xinghe smiled and said: "I just entered last year."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces became even more contemptuous.

And Zhao Zheyi was completely relieved.

He laughed and said: "Who is this? It turns out to be a new disciple!"

"Let me guess, are you from the fifth peak?"

Ye Xinghe raised his eyebrows and said, "Your guess is quite accurate."

Zhao Zheyi said proudly: "That's natural!"

"I'm telling you, I knew right away that you must have just entered the fifth peak!"

"The Fifth Peak has been declining in recent years and has not received many disciples."

"So, although you are a newcomer, your strength is average."

"Fifth Peak has desperately fought for a place for you, so that you can come to this Yuehua Holy Land to practice!"

"Is my guess right?"

Ye Xinghe couldn't laugh or cry.

This person is really self-righteous and believes that his strength is average.

The person next to him said: "Brother Zhao, he is just a newcomer, what nonsense are you talking to him about?"

"That's right, let's finish the business quickly, we still have to go back to practice!"

Zhao Zheyi walked up to Ye Xinghe, stretched out his hand and said calmly: "Come on, take out the things."

Ye Xinghe frowned and said, "What?"

Zhao Zheyi waved his hand impatiently.

"Do not talk nonsense!"

"When you come here, don't you know the rules?"

"First hand over all the treasures you have, and let me take charge of them for you temporarily!"

Even though he said that, Ye Xinghe thought to himself.

"After you give this thing away, it will be difficult to get it back!"

Keeping it, to put it nicely, is nothing more than taking it by force!

They were actually here to extort Ye Xinghe.

It turns out that although Ye Xinghe's reputation has risen, it is limited to Qingyang Holy Land.

After all, he has only been famous for a short time, and his fame has not spread to the outside world, so these people don't know.

They have no idea how powerful he is.

At this time, he was facing the top genius of Qingyang Holy Land.

In Qingyang Holy Land, he is a powerful disciple who ranks very high in strength.

Ye Xinghe alone can kill them all!