World Wide Martial Art

Ignoring all the gazes cast at him, Ye Feng walked towards the depths of the palace. His purpose of coming this time was to visit an old friend. Situ Reading

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The number of places for the competition is limited. Those below the King Realm need to be guaranteed by inner disciples to participate.

Ye Feng did not need the assistance of Yao Yifeng and others. Xiao Chennan and others who he had recently met would surely give him a face. However, Ye Feng had been in the Diyuan Sect for quite a while and was looking for an opportunity to meet that person.

Therefore, he came here directly today.

After an incense stick of time, he stopped in front of a majestic palace with rolling hills. The scorching sun passed through the huge roof, illuminating the palace with unusual brightness.

"Is this... the residence of the core figure..."

Ye Feng exhaled lightly. The lowest of these palaces was several feet high, with jade steps, carved beams and painted buildings, and colorful Yuanli light appeared and disappeared around them. It was obviously protected by a magic circle, which was not much worse than the palace he saw in the water tribe.

"Stop."

"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the sect's important place!"

Suddenly, a shout came from the side, and an inner disciple in a golden robe stepped forward and blocked Ye Feng's way.

"Hello, senior brother. I am Ye Feng, a menial disciple, and I am here to visit Senior Sister Tianlan... I wonder which temple she has?"

Ye Feng bowed quietly and handed over the sect's talisman.

The inner disciple glanced at Ye Feng and felt that the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

However, since the other party could get the "sect's talisman", it meant that he was quite capable, and he didn't dare to ignore Ye Feng's identity.

Those who can get this thing either have made great contributions to the sect or have a backer in the sect.

"Do you have an invitation? Miss Tianlan, you can't just meet her when you meet her."

The golden-robed disciple handed the sect's talisman back to Ye Feng, and his voice was slightly suspicious. Judging from Ye Feng's appearance, he probably has a backer in the sect.

Such guys are not uncommon. So far, many disciples always think that they can get close to Miss Tianlan by relying on some connections, but in the end... they will be rejected in nine out of ten cases.

In his opinion, Ye Feng is no different from those guys.

"I have the letter talisman given by Senior Sister Tianlan."

Ye Feng nodded and took out the communication talisman given by Tianlan.

"Well... it is indeed Miss Tianlan's communication talisman..."

His eyes fell on the jade talisman, and the golden robe disciple's face changed, and his voice trembled a little. In his memory, there was no errand disciple who could have Miss Tianlan's belongings.

When he looked at Ye Feng again, his face was full of caution, and he nodded slightly and said: "Miss Tianlan lives in Qingyun Hall, you come with me."

"Thank you, Senior Brother!"

He smiled and bowed, and Ye Feng couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Being sent down as the special envoy of the upper city, he had expected that Tianlan's status would not be low, but the envoys of the upper city are usually some inferior elders of the sect. In a fifth-grade sect like Diyuan Sect, they should not have such great ability.

However, looking at the expression on the face of the inner sect disciple in front of him, it seems that Tianlan's status is far beyond his imagination.

After turning and turning and passing several huge palaces, the golden-robed inner sect disciple slowed down and stopped in front of a very magnificent tall building.

Ye Feng was shocked.

Although he knew this palace... He knew it, the hall a few feet away was towering into the sky. It was the famous master's hall.

Even a fool could see that the two halls were so close to each other, and the importance of the hall in front of him was self-evident.

In front of the hall, the grass was green and the stamens were fragrant. Two little beasts were lying in the flowers with a tired look on their faces, not afraid of people at all.

"Three-legged luxuriant beast!"

Ye Feng was greatly surprised. These two little beasts were snow-white, had three legs, and had crystal jade horns on their heads. They were extremely rare ancient species. It is said that if this kind of beast grows up, it will run as fast as flying, and its combat power is no less than that of the best earth-level beasts.

However, this kind of beast has always been fed with spiritual stones, and ordinary warriors can't afford to raise it. How could two of them appear here at once?

"This is the pet raised by Miss Tianlan."

The inner disciple in the golden robe pointed to the huge plaque above the palace, which was inscribed with the words "Qingyun", and then explained in a low voice, "Junior brother, this is the Qingyun Palace. I will take you here, and you can do whatever you want."

Ye Feng thanked him and stepped onto the steps, becoming more and more suspicious.

What kind of identity is Tianlan, who can actually live in such a palace and raise a beast like the three-legged luxuriant beast?

Creak...

With deep doubt, Ye Feng pushed open the magnificent stone door of the hall, looked up, and was immediately stunned.

The hall is divided into several levels. In the outer hall, there are many people waiting. Judging from their clothes, most of them are elders of the Diyuan Sect. There are also a few golden figures with majestic expressions. They are obviously inner disciples.

Swish!

Ye Feng's appearance was like a dazzling lightning, and immediately attracted a lot of strange looks.

"Miscellaneous disciple..."

"How can he enter this place?"

Indistinctly, several low voices came.

Ye Feng did not mean to be stage-frightened. He scratched his head and stood aside. He did not want to be the focus of many people's attention.

"Hehe, kid, it seems that the person you are looking for this time is of high status."

Yuan Ling said curiously, and his mental power quietly turned to the hall, and said in a puzzled way: "Strange, many old guys here have reached the middle and late stages of the king realm."

Swish!

Without waiting for Ye Feng to reply, suddenly, a dozen stern eyes suddenly turned to stare at him with unkind expressions.

"You old guy!"

Ye Feng thought something was wrong. Just now, Yuan Ling used his spiritual power to sense the surroundings, which obviously alarmed the masters in the palace.

He thought of lightning in his mind. Although Yuan Ling's spiritual power was powerful, firstly, the cultivation level of these people in the palace was not low. Secondly, there might be some special restrictions here to prevent others from prying, and everyone felt it at once. .

"Boy, this Yuanling didn't mean it. Take the first step and you can deal with it yourself..."

Yuan Ling, who was the culprit, smiled, and suddenly there was no news, leaving only Ye Feng, who was speechless.

"Where do these handyman disciples come from and dare to spy on me and others with their spiritual power?"

An elder wearing the robe of the Master of Inscriptions had a cold face. His eyes fell on Ye Feng's clothes. His expression suddenly changed. He shouted coldly and strode closer, pressing down on Ye Feng's shoulders.

In an instant, Ye Feng felt a wild beast rushing towards him. Except for the foothold behind him, the other three sides were completely wrapped by the coming person's spiritual power. There was a feeling of inescapability.

Ye Feng snorted coldly, and Shenhai released all his energy. At the same time, a wisp of green flame slowly emerged and disappeared under his robe.

He was also a little depressed.

Although the sect's rules are strict, this elder attacked him without asking the whole story. Isn't it uncharacteristic of a master?

Moreover... that burst of mental power was rapid and violent, and its power was definitely not weak. This person seemed to have the posture to restrain himself immediately when he took action.

On the contrary, many people around him had unnatural expressions on their faces, as if they felt that the elder's current behavior was a bit too exaggerated.

There is nothing wrong with being found out by a disciple of the sect. Is it necessary to bully a small one with a big one and attack with thunder?

At this moment, everyone in the hall was full of doubts. They didn't understand why the inner disciple, Elder Ding, wanted to be violent to a handyman disciple...