1083: C1083 Honorary Disciples

C1083 Honorary Disciples

With that, the two sank into silence, both of them thinking about their own matters.

Although the Hengshan Sect back then did not allow the serving disciples to divulge all kinds of mystical cultivation methods, they still took a lot of high quality spirit herbs, and there were quite a few of them at levels similar to martial arts tea. It was enough to rebirth all the direct disciples.

Although the various major powers had to pay a certain amount of tribute to the Hengshan Sect every year, and each tribute could not be ordinary. However, Ding Zhantian still doubted that these things could really be used in Hengshan Sect. Don't tell me that they were all eaten as ordinary food? After all, how could a great sect like this, which occupied a treasure mountain by itself, value the treasures of these mortals?

Was the tribute just a form of subservience? Ding Zhantian shook his head helplessly when he thought of this.

"Ye Feii, I wonder if what I have said today can move you to participate?" If you still have any concerns, you can say them one by one. " Ding Zhantian turned his eyes and saw that Ye Feii was still in a drowsy state. He couldn't help but laugh secretly in his heart. No matter how shrewd he was, he would lose his mind no matter how much interest he received.

Ye Feii calmed down a little when he heard the question, "I have remembered everything the family head said. It was expected that not all disciples of the Ding Family would be able to understand such a secret in detail. Ye Feii was so lucky that he could not even dream about it. Ye Feii wouldn't dare to forget the family head's kindness even if he was beaten to death. "But …"

Wu Tie frowned slightly as he said with both longing and worry on his face, "Such a grand event like the one in four years. I heard that when your senior participated in the competition back then, he was already at the peak of the sixth stage, and now, your eldest disciple, Ouyang Guanglu, is also at the sixth stage. In other forces, there should still be disciples with such strength, and I only have Third Layer of Body Refining Stage, how could I compete with them? Furthermore, in this kind of situation, it is unavoidable to kill with your wrong hands. I would not even know how I died if I were to enter the Hengshan Sect or not. "

"So that's why." Ding Zhantian smiled in understanding and then said solemnly, "Isn't little friend Ye Feii hoping for power? I must have a way of getting you what you want in the next three months. At this point, I won't stop talking. For the four years of the competition, there are two types of competition: one is a group fight, and the other is a one on one individual fight. "

Ding Zhantian explained again, "The Hengshan Sect sends an envoy every four years. Each of them is at least at the eighth or ninth stage of martial arts. They were all devoted to their training, and perhaps the great event of the contest was nothing in his eyes. Therefore, every time a group battle was decided, the two great powers would have the right to fight one on one. Naturally, they could only watch from the sidelines when they lost in the first round. Originally, with my Ding Family's strength, promoting this level was a matter of course. But now that he had suddenly lost three of his direct disciples, his overall strength would naturally be greatly reduced. So, I need your help to complete Ding Family Squadron, do you understand? "

Ye Feii was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"What? You're not willing?" Ding Zhantian suddenly stood up and locked his gaze on Ye Feii's body without blinking. An invisible pressure spontaneously pressed down on him.

When Ye Feii saw this, he raised his chest and looked back at him fearlessly.

However, in the next moment, he still took a few big steps back.

Ding Zhantian's eyes flashed as he quickly withdrew his gaze. He said indifferently, "This old man has said so much to you. If you still don't agree, aren't you afraid that I'll be angered to the extreme and really make things difficult for you?"

"I believe that even if I do not agree, the Patriarch would not make things difficult for me." Ye Feii looked straight into Ding Zhantian's eyes, suddenly smiled and said, "Patriarch is meticulous and has long controlled my thoughts. There won't be any places that you leave out. I, Ye, am deeply impressed."

With that, he lifted his robe and kneeled on the ground. He said loudly, "Master, please accept the respect of Ye Feii, the honorary disciple!"

Surprise flashed across Ding Zhantian's eyes. He reached out his hands to support his disciple, "Disciple, no need to be courteous, no need to be courteous!"

Ye Feii took the opportunity to grab his hand and said with a smile, "Disciple is going to give Master a big gift today. Please come with me."

"Big gift? Could it be that you have hidden some good stuff? " Ding Zhantian asked with a smile.

"I wonder if the Patriarch Token can enter Master's eyes?" Ye Feii blinked his eyes.

"Hmm, at least you still have some filial piety. It just so happens that this gift is being given at the right time. " Ding Zhantian said while stroking his long black beard. However, he couldn't help but silently curse in his heart. This brat was truly a ghost. He was only willing to be the first to let go after pinching my other weak point. Sigh, I don't know if I'm right or wrong when I bet my chips on him, but if he discovers my intentions, will he suffer a backlash? Forget it, since he had already reached this step, there was no point in overthinking it. Everything I have for the development of the puppet Ding Family, I can't care too much anymore.

"Clank."

At the same time, in the Wolfhound Stronghold, a man with loose hair and a fierce face angrily threw the golden basin the maid brought in, and scolded, "Trash, what a trash! My Wolfhound Stronghold has brought out some trash! "

It frightened the maid and the subordinates who came in to deliver the message so much that they fell to the ground, trembling in fear and kowtowing incessantly.

"I just went to burn an inn and lost my life. In the hands of a nameless kid. This is intolerable! " The man paced back and forth angrily in his bedroom, his expression abhorrent.

"Second Young Lord …."

"Shut up, get rid of that 'Er' for me! "You dog, do you know what my taboo is?" The fierce man raised his leg and kicked towards the man who was about to speak.

"Yes, yes... I'm Old Third Wang, I just entered the stronghold. I don't know the rules of Young Lord, please spare my life. " It turned out that this sturdy man was the master of the horse-faced man, the second son of the Wolfhound Stronghold wolfman, Lang Qing.

At this moment, he had just woken up when he heard such an infuriating piece of news. Immediately, he flew into a rage.

"How did you get the information?" that they released before they died? " After a long while, Lang Qing finally calmed down. She said to Old Third, who was lying on the ground with blood flowing out of his mouth and nose.

"Go back … Returning to the Young Lord was not like replying a moth to a light. It was Ma Yao … Ma Yao's own dog … His body was found. " Old Third replied fearfully, afraid that he would fly into a rage again.2

"What?" If looks could eat people, Lang Qing's eyes could probably devour more than ten of them.

"To think that he lost his ability to send a short message even before he died. What a good-for-nothing! What else? Don't say that you came to report to me just like that? Continue speaking! " As Lang Qing spoke, he gave Wang Lao San a few more kicks, kicking him until he had to struggle to even speak before stopping.

"Young Lord's sister, Miss Yue Ting, had already gone to the Hengshan Town City in the morning. According to the news she had received, there are still some left behind in the ruins of the Eastern City Inn … There was a dozen or so big words on it, "Ye Feii will live until the end of his life, and not rest until his Wolfhound Stronghold dies." As Old Third spoke, he consciously held back his strength, preparing his mind for a beating.

Unexpectedly, Lang Qing suddenly calmed down. It was a long while before I heard him say in a low voice, "If the death of Ma Yao was within my expectations. But Xiao Hui shouldn't have. He has the Heaven Swallowing Devilish Arts that I bestowed to him … Hehe, I never thought that a small shrimp could escape our control and jump around so happily under our noses! Hmph, Dongfang Yefei, are you trying to arouse my interest on purpose? "Alright, let's play slowly!"

Ye Feii naturally didn't know that his angry words had become a direct clue to killing the two of them. However, this wasn't important anymore. Love may care how much, but hate does not matter, as long as it exists, must have a day to end.

Puppet Ding Family...

After a few days of rest, Ye Feii arrived at the largest Martial Arts Practice Square with the Patriarch. Here, Ding Zhantian first gave a routine exhortation to all the disciples and then explained to them the puzzling problems encountered during the practice. After that, he emphasized on the impending date of the competition and ordered people to hang countdown banners in different regions of the training grounds. Finally, he announced to everyone that he had accepted Ye Feii as an honorary disciple.

However, even as the Patriarch, there were disciples that weren't willing to buy the "small matters" he spoke of.

Hong Faangjian was standing in front of the puppet room. His eyes were fixed on Liu Tie, who was standing beside Ding Zhantian with a childish face.

He was depressed. If not for the fact that he had somehow entered the Puppet Ding Family, although he would not have gotten Ouyang Yuqing immediately, at least he would not have been treated this way.

What was even more hateful was that because he hurt Ye Feii the last time, his teacher Elder Nie had to give up the Mu Chun Hall for half a month and even gave Ye Feii an additional "gift" of 100 years of ginseng for healing. Seeing that Elder Nie was so angry at him, he didn't even have a good face.

In short, Ye Feii was the biggest nemesis he had ever met in his life. The key point was that this nemesis still needed to take over the puppet's Ding Family to become the Patriarch's in-name disciple. He wouldn't be able to tolerate this.

However, since the last time he was reprimanded by the Patriarch, he'd become smarter. He no longer stuck his head out and instead used his eyes to signal his juniors who were trying to curry favor with him.

As expected, after a foolish youth received the gaze, he immediately raised his hand and said to the Patriarch, "Disciple cannot agree with Master Master's actions. Not only was Ye Feii's background unknown, his motivation to enter Ding Family was even more impure. In addition, the fact that I've heard about the bizarre deaths of three of my senior brothers isn't convincing. In fact, no one could say for sure whether they were his victims or not. "And..."

"Shut up!" Before he could finish his words, an old man came forward and said, "Son, don't talk nonsense. With the strength of your three senior brothers, how could they be a match for Ye Feii?"

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