"I'll wait." Listening to Ge Hong's cold threat when he left, Ye Chen's mouth showed a sneer.

The storm was over. I thought it was no suspense, but it was a wonderful fight. The intern disciples made a counterattack, not only defeating the disciples in the first place of Diyang Peak, but also openly provoking Ge Hong, causing the entire Diyang Peak to lose face.

This battle destined Ye Chen to make his mark in Hengyue Sect and also destined that he would become a topic of conversation after dinner.

"You didn't see it! Zhao Long was almost killed by Ye Chen with a sword."

"The first person in Diyang Peak was so angry that he wanted to kill someone on the spot. You didn't see his old face!"

"This is unscientific!" On Tianyang Peak, Old Dao Zhong was lying on the seat like a lump. He heard the disciple's reward and couldn't help but sit up. There was a look of surprise on his fat face.

"Is Zhao Long lost?" On Renyang Peak, the Qingyang Zhenren, who was meditating, couldn't help but open his eyes in surprise after hearing Su Xinyue's report. The ending was beyond his expectations.

Compared with Tianyang Peak and Renyang Peak, Ge Hong's angrily shout from Diyang Peak has spread throughout the mountain.

"The waste is all waste." Ge Hong couldn't help but scold him loudly, "You have lost all my face."

Below, the disciples of Diyang Peak crawled and saw Ge Hong furious, so they didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, Ye Chen, who caused this little storm, was hiding in the jungle behind the mountain to count his spoils?

The so-called spoils are naturally the storage bag given to him by Ge Hong.

In the storage bag, there are shiny stones, and there are spirit stones on it, which are the common currency of monks. They are sealed with abundant spiritual energy, which can be used to buy things and practice.

"Five Hundred Spirit Stones." After counting the number of spirit stones in the storage bag, Ye Chen was still a little surprised and thought to himself that Ge Hong's big move.

You should know that in this outer sect of Hengyue Sect, each disciple can only receive twenty spirit stones every month. These five hundred spirit stones are a considerable wealth for Ye Chen.

Click!

Gently crushed a piece of spirit stone, Ye Chen greedily sucked the overflowing pure spiritual energy, replenishing the consumption brought by the war.

After absorbing more than a dozen spiritual energy from the spirit stones in succession, Ye Chen took the storage bag, but he looked thoughtful. On the Fengyuntai, he had completely angered Ge Hong. Although he had not long been in Hengyue Sect, he still heard a lot of Ge Hong's character. That guy was a vengeful person.

"It seems that life will not be very easy in the future." Ye Chen had a headache after rubbing his eyebrows gently.

At the sun set in the west, Ye Chen quietly came out of the back mountain and returned to Xiaoling Garden.

Zhang Fengnian and Huwa's injuries have basically healed, but the spirit beast named Xiaoying is not very optimistic.

Soon, the big iron pot was set up and the fire was burning. Ye Chen stewed the hunted blood wolf a whole pot, and the tempting aroma filled the entire Xiaoling Garden.

"I haven't seen so much meat in a long time." Huwa smeared her saliva more than once, and said, she didn't forget to look at the little eagle who was staring at the iron pot next to her, and laughed, "Little eagle, you can have a full meal today."

"Little guy, you are today..." Zhang Fengnian looked at Ye Chen, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

"I'm fine today!" With a smile, Ye Chen kept putting ingredients into the iron pot, but he didn't mention anything about Fengyuntai today.

"No...it's fine, it's fine." Zhang Fengnian smiled gently, but there was deep worry in his eyes.

The incident of Ye Chen's battle with Zhao Long was a hot topic. He seemed to have heard of it and was somewhat surprised, but his heart was warm. He never thought that an irrelevant person he saved was willing to stand up for him and openly challenge Ge Hong's majesty.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fengnian still felt sad.

He was once the elder of Hengyue Sect, but since he was demoted down the mountain, his situation was so miserable. His brothers and brothers looked down on him in the past, and even his younger disciples came to make trouble every now and then.

Compared with his brothers and those younger disciples who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, Ye Chen in front of him really formed a sharp contrast with them.

"Come on! I'm going to eat." Ye Chen, who was standing beside him, obviously did not notice Zhang Fengnian's expression change, and had already taken out the stewed wolf meat.

"I can't wait long ago, hehe."

"Little Eagle, this is yours. Eat more to replenish it."

During the dinner, I was sweating profusely. The blood wolf was a monster and was full of treasures. It was used to stew soup. It was a great nourishing body for nourishing the body. Especially for Zhang Fengnian and Huwa, after eating it, the whole body felt hot.

The Xiaoling Garden at night was not peaceful. Halfway through dinner, a beautiful guest came.

The person who came was a female disciple in white clothes, bathed in the moonlight, bright and flawless, and her cheeks were always filled with indifference that would keep people from thousands of miles away. If you look closely, isn’t it Su Xinyue who was watching the battle under the storm during the day?

"Oh! Senior Sister Su, what kind of wind blows you?" Ye Chen didn't go to see Su Xinyue, but he picked up a piece of wolf meat, and his words were even more salty or light.

Su Xinyue's expression was a little deeper for Ye Chen's answer, but she still took a deep breath and did not have an attack on the spot.

"Master invites you to the gate of my Ren Yangfeng." Su Xinyue said coldly, and she said that she did not forget to call a letter from the air, "If you agree, you can come to my Ren Yangfeng tomorrow."

Although Su Xinyue spoke calmly and coldly, she felt a sense of anger. Who is she? She is a flower in the outer sect of Hengyue Sect. The closed disciple of the first seat of Renyang Peak was preached by Ye Chen at Fengyuntai today. After returning, Qingyang Zhenren asked her to pass the message again.

"I am so flattered by Renyang Feng's invitation!"

"You have brought the words, so you can do it yourself." Su Xinyue didn't want to stay too long, so she left the letter and turned around and left.

When she was about to walk out of Xiaoling Garden, she stopped again and glanced at Ye Chen who was still eating voraciously. "Don't think that if you defeat Zhao Long, you will be invincible. You must know that Hengyue Sect can destroy your disciples. There are many people here. If you are too determined to kill, you will never be able to achieve the right result."

After saying this, Su Xinyue disappeared at the door like a gust of breeze.

Her departure did not change Ye Chen at all, and he still ate the wolf meat voraciously.

"Little guy, Renyang Peak is one of the three main peaks of the outer sect. Let's go! Don't miss the future, just bear with it." Zhang Fengnian said gentlely, but he really thought about Ye Chen.

"Senior, I understand." Ye Chen laughed and said, he still felt oily all over his mouth.

Soon, the door of Xiaoling Garden opened again. This time, the person who came in was a handsome white-clothed disciple. His cultivation had reached the sixth level of Qi Condensation. Although he was only one level difference, he was much stronger than Zhao Long.

This person is Wei Yang, the first disciple of Tianyang Peak.

"You defeated Zhao Long?" Wei Yang walked in gently, glanced at Zhang Fengnian, and looked at Ye Chen with a sarcasm.

OK! Ye Chen originally thought that Wei Yang was as polite as he looked, but as soon as he said this, his impression of Wei Yang was greatly reduced. He seemed elegant, but he was also a hypocritical master in his bones.

"I don't know what the so-called visit is late at night." Ye Chen's words were still neither salty nor light. He was never too lazy to pay attention to such people.

"It's nothing big, I just want to help my master pass on a message. Master said that you can be a disciple of Tianyang Peak." Wei Yang's mouth was filled with a smile and he gently shook the folding fan, but his chin was raised high, and he looked like he claimed to be superior.

Well!

Ye Chen just replied casually, then buried his head in his mouth and stuffed wolf meat into his mouth.

Wei Yang was not angry or annoyed in Ye Chen's posture. He just smiled playfully and turned around and walked towards the door.

However, when he was about to go out, he looked at Ye Chen like Su Xinyue, "You have no idea that the sky is so high that you have provoked Diyang Peak. Don't be polite. You must know that in my Tianyang Peak's eyes, you are nothing."

As he said that, Wei Yang gently shook the folding fan and walked out of the door.

After Wei Yang left, Ye Chen truly put down his bowls and chopsticks.

"Little guy, you..." Zhang Fengnian wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ye Chen's words.

"Senior, I know what you are going to say." Ye Chen smeared the oil stains on his mouth and smiled, "I don't want to find a backer, but you have also seen it. They look down on me from the bottom of their bones. If I lick my face and become their disciples, wouldn't that be a boring person?"

Why!

Zhang Fengnian was silent, but sighed.

"I can see through the affairs of the sect very thoroughly." Ye Chen smiled slightly and continued, "This is a world where strong people are respected, full of sinisterness. Although I am an intern disciple, I would rather not enter the three main peaks."

"Just do your best, don't make yourself suffer."

"The teachings of seniors, I will remember them in my heart."
Chapter completed!