"It turns out to be Brother Ye. Brother Ye, with your cultivation level, it will be difficult to pass the assessment. Situ Reading МAs far as I know, the last time Wan Jue Sect opened its sect and accepted disciples five years ago, the worst servant disciples all had the eighth level innate, while all the outer disciples were at the ninth level..." Pang Lin has seen Ye Feng's true cultivation level and has entered the seventh level for the first time. He said bluntly. "Let's give it a try." Ye Feng replied with a smile, then looked up at Pang Lin, thought for a while and then asked, "Brother Pang has reached the eighth level of cultivation, right? It seems that he is very confident in himself." "Exactly!" Pang Lin nodded honestly, with a look of determination on his face, "It's definitely okay to join the Wanjue Sect as a handyman disciple, but I, Pang Linzhi, am not here. I must become an outer disciple of the Wanjue Sect... " At this time, at Mr. Fang's table next door, good wine and delicious food were being served one after another. Ye Feng glanced at it, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. Among the bowls of dishes, several of them are actually made from the bones and flesh of Xuan-level monsters, which are rich in vitality. If this table of wine and food is sold in the most noble restaurant in the Western Tang Dynasty, at least it will not be sold. For thousands of spiritual stones. Wan Jue Sect's other courtyard provides it for free, which can be said to be very wealthy.
The cooking should be quite delicious. Young Master Fang and the four guards immediately feasted, and the tangy aroma could be heard from time to time. "Why aren't our food and drinks served yet?" Ye Feng asked in surprise. After looking around, it seemed that only Young Master Fang and his group were treated like this. "Food and wine? Brother Ye, you are too naive. I, Pang Lin, have been sitting here for two days and have only smelled it but not eaten it." A look of anger flashed across the dark face of the honest young man Pang Lin, and he stared at the robed deacon in the distance who was fawning over the young master from nowhere, and said with reluctance. "Is there such a thing? Didn't you say that free food and drinks are provided before the entrance examination?" "That's what I said, but you have also seen that food and wine are provided to powerful young masters. How can we, warriors with no background, take the deacon who looks down on others to heart?" Pang Lin was helpless. said. It's hard to say if you are at the seventh or eighth level of innate talent, you can enter the Wan Jue Sect and become a handyman disciple. If you want to eat the monsters, wine and food from other sects, there is no way. If he doesn't provide it to you, what else can you do? Is it possible that there is a quarrel with the people in other courtyards? In that case, it would not be those warriors with no background who would suffer, so although Pang Lin was angry, there was nothing he could do about it. Perhaps his complaint was a little louder and was heard by the people at the third young master's table next to him. One of the guards laughed loudly and said: "The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, following the third young master, and the little people are also With the light, you can eat monster meat and drink spiritual fruit wine, unlike some down-and-out warriors who have no money or strength and can only smell the taste and swallow their saliva, haha..." "That's... following the Third Young Master, you not only enjoy the hot food and drink, but also have the care of Elder Fang. If you pass the exam with no problem, and go to Wanjue Mountain, our brothers will become members of the Holy Land. Who dares not to show some respect? Some people can only complain...let them be envious..." "Third Young Master, this time you and the Eldest Young Master and the Second Young Master will definitely become inner disciples. The Fang family has three outstanding figures. They have made great achievements and will be famous in the Northern Han Dynasty in the future... No, they will be famous throughout the Yuanwu Continent!" His flattery was very loud. The young man in fine clothes, Young Master Fang, smiled with great pleasure, and several other guards also flattered him one after another. "Hmph...it's really strange that someone can be so proud and arrogant even though he's a dog-legger!" Pang Lin was already very dissatisfied. Hearing this, he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his head and said in contempt. "What did you say?" "Fuck, boy, you don't want to live anymore? Do you have the guts to say it again!" Third Young Master Fang's face darkened, and the four guards immediately surrounded him with fierce force. "Why don't you dare?" Pang Lin, who had held back his anger, stood up and said with a cold smile, "There are probably not many people in the entire Yuanwu Continent who enjoy being a dog-leg as much as you do. The few of you are simply four What a wonderful flower..."
"You little bastard, you dare to mock our Fang family. Do you know the origin of my young master?" "Let me tell you, my young master is Fang Wei, the third young master of the Fang family of the Northern Han Dynasty. He is extremely talented. This time, together with the second young master Fang Zhen and the eldest young master Fang Hao, he will participate in the Wanjue Sect's assessment, and he will definitely become an inner disciple!" At this time, the conflict that occurred here had attracted the attention of many people, and many people came to watch. Hearing what the guard said, someone in the crowd who was familiar with the Fang family exclaimed in a low voice: "The Fang family in the Northern Han Dynasty is a big family with thousands of years of tradition. I heard that an elder of the Fang family is an elder in the Wanjue Sect. !” "That's right, and I also heard that the eldest young master of the Fang family, Fang Hao, is a martial arts genius who only happens once in a thousand years. He is only nineteen years old, and his cultivation has already reached the half-step virtual realm... Tsk, tsk, it's amazing. The third young master of the Fang family, Fang Hao, is Wei is Fang Hao's younger brother, so it can be seen that he is definitely a very talented person. " "Who is that boy who is mocking the Fang family? Hei Buliuqiu, you can tell at a glance that he is a fool from the countryside. He seems to be at the eighth level of innate cultivation." "He is going to be finished. He will probably be beaten to death. The Fang family has an elder background. Even if someone is killed in this other courtyard, the deacon will not care." "Of course, it's too late for the deacon to butter up to the Fang family? Hey, he seems to have gone out, otherwise I'm afraid the guy who looks down on others will throw that kid out without the Fang family taking action." … Listening to the discussions of the people around him, the Third Young Master of the Fang Family, including his four guards, was even more arrogant, with their noses pointed to the sky. "Little bastard, kneel down and kowtow to apologize, then get out of here as far as you can. Our Third Young Master is generous and will forgive you this time..." One of the guards looked at Pang Lin with a proud face and sneered. A sharp light flashed in Pang Lin's eyes. If it were somewhere else, he would have attacked such a person without saying a word. Even if these guards and the Third Young Master Fang were more powerful than him, he would never be afraid. But this is the Wan Jue Villa, under the gate of the Wan Jue Sect. If he took action rashly, his assessment would be over. And he had to join the Wan Jue Sect to shoulder the expectations of the entire Pang family. Thinking of this, Pang Lin took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. Seeing the dark-faced boy on the opposite side remained silent, the guards of the Fang family thought that he was cowardly and afraid. They were shocked by the powerful background and strength of the Fang family and immediately became doubly arrogant. "Kneel down and kowtow to the Third Young Master." One of the guards stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and pressed Pang Lin's shoulder directly.