C14 power eye

"Perhaps it's because the young miss of the Bai Clan branch family is here, and they want to show off." Ye Feng replied with a smile, although the egret was only a part of the Bai Clan, but its status was still not something that the Ye Clan could compare with.

The main branch of the Bai Clan was the clan branch of the empire's general, Bai Shang Zhou. Their status was second only to the dynasty, and not just anyone could provoke them.

"I heard that your Dantian is crippled."

"Right."

"Then is it true that you defeated an opponent at the eighth level of Qi Refining with a single punch?"

"Miss Bai, I've heard quite a bit about it. Could it be that Miss Bai is so concerned about me?" Ye Feng smiled and said.

"I don't like people with glib tongues."

The egret frowned and went ahead.

Ye Feng also followed closely, and from time to time he would also tease the white egret.

Half a month later.

The Bai branch family took the egret.

And Ye Feng was about to embark on his journey to the Misty Cloud Sect.

"Feng'er, when you are outside, remember to be careful and conduct yourself in the world ?" Ye Qintian instructed.

Ye Feng laughed and said: "I know all of this, Father, goodbye."

Although he had his own Purple God's Pupil and an old man guiding him in his cultivation, he still wanted to rely on his own efforts to obtain great strength.

Within the sect, there were powerful cultivation techniques and techniques, as well as intense competition. Only by cultivating in Zong Meng could he grow even faster.

Moreover, other than the first time he had seen the old man, the old man in his body had been in a deep sleep, unable to wake him up no matter how hard he tried.

He could not place all his hopes on the old man.

"Take this ring." Ye Wentian removed the spirit ring from his hand.

Ye Feng was surprised and said: "Father, this is your spirit ring, I cannot take it."

"Take it when I tell you to. A spiritual ring is much easier to use than a Cosmic Bag." Ye Wentian shoved the ring into Ye Feng's hand.

Spirit rings were spatial type spiritual tools, and they could store things like storage rings.

"Fine."

Ye Feng put away the ring, mounted on a brown horse and began his journey.

In his previous life, he had imagined himself to be one of those heroes of the martial arts world. He envied those heroes of the martial arts world.

He didn't expect that in this life, he would have the chance to realize his dream from his previous life.

He did not ask for too much, only freedom for company, a beauty for company, and a free and unfettered world.

The Misty Cloud Sect was about ten thousand miles away from the Liu Prefecture City. The brown horse galloped at a high speed for over a month.

One month later.

Ye Feng came to the Misty Cloud Sect, a huge sect with a radius of a million miles.

Its status was similar to that of the dynasty.

The Misty Cloud Sect was located within the borders of Qingzhou, and there were many small towns within the city.

The Misty Cloud Sect was located within a mountain range. The houses extended over the mountain range, and the palaces were arranged in the middle of the mountain. Clouds curled around it, and cranes flew around it. The rich spirit energy made one's heart calm down.

"I wonder if the Heron couple have arrived yet."

Ye Feng dismounted from his horse and came to a small town not far away from the entrance of the Misty Cloud Sect.

The day of the Misty Cloud Sect's disciple recruitment was only three days away.

There were also a lot of people in this small town. The restaurant was bustling with noise and excitement, and many martial artists were gulping down large mouthfuls of wine and eating large mouthfuls of meat.

There were also quite a few dressed extravagantly, dressed elegantly and ate elegantly, forming a striking contrast with those who ate large mouthfuls of meat and drank wine.

Most of the warriors who ate and drank large mouthfuls of meat were rogue cultivators or from small clans. They came in large groups with the intention of testing if they could join the Misty Cloud Sect.

Dressed in luxurious clothing and luxurious clothing, a warrior with a noble background would most likely be able to enter the Misty Cloud Sect.

Thus, the restaurant was divided into two factions, the noble martial artists and the lowly rogue cultivators.

Both sides looked down on each other. A rogue cultivator looked down on their noble background simply because their family was rich and imposing. They had never experienced such strong winds or heavy rains. If they encountered a life or death situation, they would be scared to the point of peeing their pants.

As for those of noble birth, they mocked him for being short-sighted and having only the courage of a man.

Ever since Ye Feng had walked into this restaurant, the quarrel between the two sides had never stopped.

Since ancient times, conflicts between nobles and civilians had never ceased.