World Wide Martial Art

The two flew through the air, passing through multiple palaces one after another, and finally landed outside a huge attic halfway up the mountain. Situ Reading 520 official website

"This... is where the handyman disciples of our sect live. They practice and live here. Without the permission of the deacons or elders, the handyman disciples are not allowed to enter the depths of the sect at will. Violators will be severely punished."

Elder He explained while leading Ye Feng into the attic.

"In addition, there are Kung Fu Pavilion, Martial Arts Secret Hall, and Inscription Hall near the mountainside. Kung Fu and martial arts are not restricted by identity, and can be exchanged for sect Taoist talismans. As for the Inscription Hall, non-inscription masters are not allowed to approach that place. Even the inner gate Even ordinary elders are not qualified to come and go at will, so you must bear this in mind."

"Okay, you can understand the rest slowly. There are sixty-three servant disciples in total. We all live in the same pavilion. You are considered a vulnerable group in the sect and you need to help each other."

After Elder He finished explaining everything, he drifted away.

As soon as Elder He left, there was a crackle of doors and windows in the attic, and many heads poked out, both men and women.

"Hey, it's really strange. No one has come here for a long time. I didn't expect that I would add a new member today?"

On the second floor, a young man in blue clothes stuck his head out and forgot to take a glance. Then he rushed downstairs like a whirlwind and looked at Ye Feng curiously.

"My name is Wang Yuwei. I am seventeen years old and a veteran of the sweeping sect. Newcomers are welcome to join!"

The young man looked carefree and had rather delicate features. He smiled and extended his hand to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng shook hands with him.

Although it was the first time they met, Ye Feng felt quite fond of this young man.

"Hi, hello newbie, I am Yuan Ningzhen, from now on... I will protect you."

Another clear and sweet voice came.

A green figure jumped out from the stairs. She was a little girl with two braids and lively eyebrows. She had her hands behind her back, but she jumped in front of Ye Feng. Then she smiled slyly and stretched out a white and delicate arm.

Immediately afterwards, dozens more people came out to say hello, mostly young men and women in their teens and 20s. However, they were not as lifeless as Ye Feng expected, as a handyman at the bottom of the sect should be. .

"I'm...Ye Feng!"

Ye Feng smiled faintly, and couldn't help but feel a little yearning in his heart.

The so-called Diyuan Sect seems not as complicated as I thought before...

…

Dozens of miles away from the Servant Building, in a rather grand hall, there was an astonishing graceful figure standing quietly.

At a certain moment, the space next to Miaoman's figure moved slightly, and an old man with immortal demeanor walked out, who was none other than Elder He from before.

"Uncle He, is that newcomer Ye Feng?"

Miaoman turned her body slightly, facing the setting sun, revealing an amazing face. It was none other than the special envoy who presided over the lower city competition... Tianlan.

"Yes, it's that kid. He didn't use the talisman you left for him, but he does have some backbone."

Elder He nodded slightly.

There was a flash of dissatisfaction in his eyes, and Tian Lan nodded: "I wanted to take this opportunity to repay his favor to Yihuo, but it seems that I have to wait a little longer before looking for a chance. By the way, Uncle He, how is Ye Feng's rating?"

"Only level four. Girl Lan, this is different from what you said, and the inheritor of the strange fire should not only have a rating of level four."

Speaking of this, Elder He showed some doubts in his eyes.

Tianlan also frowned lightly. After thinking for a moment, he hesitated and said: "I saw it with my own eyes that day. With his cultivation level, it is impossible for him to be as low as level four. Maybe... he wants to deliberately keep a low profile."

"Yes, that must be the case. After all, Ye Feng carries the identity of a water tribe son-in-law on his head. He is too high-profile and can easily attract the hatred of my human warriors."

"Oh? There is such a person?"

Although Elder He sounded a little surprised, he was not moved by the words "Son-in-law of the Water Tribe" that Tian Lan said.

A Void Realm warrior from the lower city was originally not qualified to let him come forward. Only the trace of strange fire he got from Ye Feng alleviated some of the pain of the being, so he was allowed to make an exception.

"For the time being... let him go. Observe for a while. If he really has talent in martial arts, it would be okay for me to give him some advice. If he really only has level four abilities, then... I will find him a job in the sect. , Quan Dang helps the girl repay Yi Huo’s favor.”

"Well, that's fine."

Seeing that Elder He had made his attitude clear, Tianlan didn't say anything more.

After all, she and Ye Feng were just acquaintances, so it was considered benevolent to have Elder He from the inner sect of Diyuan Sect come forward to take care of her.

"However, the next days for that boy may not be easy. The Inscription Conference will be held in a year. The inner and outer disciples all want to improve themselves in a short time. Often at this time, the lowest status servants and trainee disciples , will become the target of their exploitation.”

"That's all, why should I worry about this? I'm just an ordinary warrior in the lower city."

With a flick of the whisk, Elder He turned and left.

"As far as I know, this Ye Feng is not the kind of character who is willing to be humiliated. Maybe he wants to keep a low profile... but he can't."

Forgetting to glance at the direction where Elder He's figure disappeared from the air, Tian Lan rarely poked his tongue, smiled slyly, and murmured in his mouth.

…

The night was dark, and Ye Feng was a little tired from the long days of traveling. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he began to circulate his meridians so that he could adapt to the eighth level of the virtual realm as soon as possible.

If you give yourself a few more days, your score on the test won't be so low.

But in this case, I didn't have the opportunity to meet those interesting-looking young people in the handyman building.

It can be said that there are gains and losses, advantages and disadvantages.

Being at the bottom of the sect allows them to stick together for warmth and unity without losing the warmest qualities of human nature.

Wisps of vitality came out quickly, and after a moment of dissociation, they circulated in the meridians. After dozens of consecutive weeks, Ye Feng opened his mouth and exhaled a breath of turbid air.

"As expected of the Diyuan Sect, one of the fifth-grade sects, practicing here is almost twice as fast as in ordinary places."

In just a few hours, Ye Feng felt that the energy fluctuations in his body had become much more stable. In addition, the energy in his dantian was also a bit stronger.

This speed is equivalent to practicing on Wu Ji's spiritual cultivation platform. It would take up to ten days for Ye Feng to completely stabilize the eighth level of the virtual realm.

Of course, when he first arrived in such a powerful sect, he couldn't figure out the situation of the fifth-level sect. Ye Feng really didn't dare to enter the training space wantonly, so he adjusted his time to practice quickly...