Mo Yun's face narrowed, and a wisp of evil spirit burst out from his eyes: "You are so unwilling to think about it, aren't you afraid that I will kill you here if I get angry?"

Ye Feng faced the terrifying pressure from the side and said as steady as Mount Tai: "If you could kill me in this arsenal, you would have taken action long ago. If you really kill, you can also let the disciples in the Yuling Sect who worship you. Their extremely respectful young master Mo is actually a murderous demon!"

If it weren't for the huge gap in strength now, Ye Feng would probably not have talked nonsense to him. He would have slashed over with the hatred of the innocent undead long ago.

However, as long as you already know the identity of this demon, you will not be afraid of a day without revenge!

Mo Yun could sense Ye Feng's hatred from beginning to end, but he didn't care at all and continued to sneer: "Ye Feng, what do you want to say, just say it, but I can tell you that no matter in the arsenal or the Yuling Sect, no one will believe what you said. For you now, if you refuse to join my camp, then there will be only... a dead end!"

Ye Feng was not afraid at all, and his eyes met and spoke, "You and me are gone forever!"

"Haha, OK! I appreciate your courage! But Ye Feng, you are not qualified to say such things in front of me now."

Mo Yun waved his hand and the evil thing in his arms jumped down on his own, then disappeared in the room.

He slowly stood up, calm and calm, looking at Ye Feng with an extremely contemptuous smile:

"It's not that I can't kill you, but I don't want to. Instead of killing you, it's better to let you stay in this Longling Arsenal and experience what pain and despair are. It's not too late to come to me when you change your mind, haha."

"Dream you!"

Ye Feng snorted coldly, but saw Mo Yun open the door and walk out, with every step with an extremely proud arrogance.

After a moment, A Cai suddenly looked ugly and walked in, looking at Ye Feng and stopped talking.

Ye Feng calmed down his anger and looked at her seriously and asked, "But what did Mo Yun give?"

A Cai nodded, explaining with a look of terror: "My gentleman confessed that the Yuling Sect will not cooperate with you, nor will it provide you with any resources. You will not be allowed to join the Yuling Sect before you understand your origin and trump card."

For new students, this is undoubtedly the most thorough suppression!

A Cai had never encountered such a cold young master, nor did she encounter such a situation where a student was severely suppressed. Her mind was full of questions, but after looking at Ye Feng several times, she swallowed the words back into her stomach.

Ye Feng looked calm and comforted softly: "It's okay, I have a way to deal with it."

He knew very well that he was facing an unprecedented huge trouble, and the bad impact of this big trouble had just begun!

...

After the brief test, the training period for new students entered the second stage.

Among the students who have been screened once, there are some who are not as good as Tongxuan but have performed well. They are continuing to step up Tongxuan's practice.

As for the students who have already mastered the mystery, they were arranged to be taught at a higher level and began to formally teach the mysterious Taoist techniques of various subjects.

In the process of practicing Xuandao martial arts, these students can also enjoy the help of practicing elixirs from various sects, as well as various guidance including resources such as martial arts, physical skills and combat skills.

This stage will usually last for a whole year. After a year, all students will face the ultimate assessment.

Only students who pass the assessment can officially join the sect and become inner disciples.

The loser will still graduate from the arsenal and become the best among the five empires and alien races in the Tianfeng Continent, but he will not be able to get the opportunity to continue to be promoted and practice.

And the day after Ye Feng and Mo Yun talked, Teacher Zhen came to the yard of the 18th Group and took Ji Fanxing away.

He is the Xuanshi in Ye Feng's group. He will enter the second stage of Xuandao practice next, and will be personally guided by Master Zhen.

Ye Feng, also as a Xuanshi, and Tongxuan was earlier than Ji Fanxing, but he was neglected by the Yuling Sect. He had no teachings, no skills, and no cultivation resources, as if he had been given up.

Bi Zheng and Xie Qi came back from farewell to Ji Fanxing. When they saw Ye Feng standing alone under the pavilion, they didn't know what they were thinking, so they walked over to comfort him.

"Brother Ye, Yuling Sect has definitely not forgotten you, but... you are too powerful, so they must arrange a more powerful teacher to take you, and you can wait..."

As Bi Zheng was talking, Xie Qi interrupted him with a angrily look on his face: "Stop talking nonsense! Even the people of Tongxuan were taken away by the old guy Diphtheria a few days ago. There are no powerful teachers in the Yuling Sect. They must have deliberately targeted Brother Ye and asked him to sit on the bench!"

"But... Brother Ye performed the best in the short test, why did he put him on the bench?" Bi Zheng asked in confusion.

He, Xie Qi, and Ji Fanxing who had already left, didn't know that Ye Feng had been called to have tea and completely offended Mr. Mo of the Yuling Sect.

But from that day on, they all felt that the teachers and disciples of the Yuling Sect were as if they had seen a ghost when they saw Ye Feng, and they could hide as far as they could.

Only their Caishi will often come over to chat with Ye Feng.

Xie Qi has always had a well-developed limbs and a simple mind, but at this moment he also realized something was wrong and asked directly: "Brother Ye, have you offended the Yuling Sect?"

Ye Feng glanced at the two of them indifferently, and shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing, don't guess here, hurry up and practice. You two have not yet mastered the mystery, and my brother's face is very dull!"

In one sentence, they sent the two back to the house.

Ye Feng continued to stand under the pavilion, looking at the green vines all over the wall thinking about his own affairs.

He was ignored by the Yuling Sect and treated worse than eliminated students. These are not something that Ye Feng could see and put into his heart.

He had already had a clear goal plan.

All he lacks is ingots now, but he still needs to wait for a while. Zhiyang and the others have to work hard to transport a few more escorts to get enough 2,000 ingots and buy martial arts and upgrade their jade slips.

This feeling made Ye Feng a little harder. He was not the kind of personality that made others work hard for him, but fortunately, the escort was originally the business of the escort agency, and the ingots were awarded as an additional reward. As for Ye Feng himself, he had not been able to pull down his hard practice for a day, and the Ming Wangzhan was almost at full level. Now he was about to upgrade his skills.

But what made Ye Feng most unhappy was that Mo Yun's appearance completely deteriorated his relationship with the Yuling Sect. He was suppressed so much that he had no way to fight back, and spiritual materials had no way to come. This situation was probably because he had to find opportunities to break it.

But it doesn't matter!

At worst, after improving his strength, he took Jin Peng to leave the arsenal first. With Ye Feng's current methods, he was afraid that he would not be able to find the spiritual materials for refining weapons...

After his thoughts were settled, Ye Feng continued to devote himself to upgrading and practice, enduring Mo Yun's deliberate exploitation and bullying.

...

In the 18th Group of the Yuling Department, there was a person who had the least talked. On the surface, there was no change, but in fact, the three of them had become less and less communication with each other because of their constant practice day and night.

The small yard is always quiet, from the first ray of rays of rays of sunshine during the day to the deep night, and the stars hang high.

The three of them would say hello when they came out to let the wind, encourage each other and cheer each other, and then continue to return to the house, practicing day and night.

In this way, half a year slipped away quietly.

Xie Qi and Bi Zheng were both enlightened in the last month of the past six months, and were soon accepted by the teachers assigned by the Yuling Sect and were taken to other places to practice the Xuandao practice.

The two of them simply packed up their clothes, but grabbed the new teacher and refused to leave the yard.

"Hey, you guys said it! Why can you take us? You can't take me, Brother Ye!" Xie Qi asked angrily.

Bi Zheng held the bag and looked indignant: "It seems like a waste of half a year! You Yuling Sect don't bring such a trick on people!"

The two teachers did not give any explanation at all, but just urged them to set off quickly.

Bi Zheng and Xie Qi simply threw their bags and refused domineeringly: "You won't give us an explanation! We won't go!"

"Yes! At worst, I can stay here with Brother Ye! If you can teach me, Brother Ye, will not be worse than you!"

After hearing the movement outside the house for a long time, Ye Feng was helpless and had no choice but to interrupt his practice and walked out, picked up the bags on the ground for them, handed them one by one, and said, "Bi Zheng, Xie Qi, you guys go first."

"But Brother Ye... this is too unfair to you!" Xie Qi was very unwilling.

Bi Zheng complained even more for him and frowned and said, "Brother Ye, why don't we go to the head teacher of the Yuling Sect to ask for an explanation!"

Ye Feng smiled and shook his head: "No need, I will handle these things myself. You just need to follow them and practice first, just remember the contract you signed."

After some persuasion, Bi Zheng and Xie Qi were reluctant to leave.

Ye Feng was about to return to the room to continue practicing when he suddenly felt a ray of cold wind blowing from behind.

"Since you're here, just say something." Ye Feng stood still, with his back facing the direction where the breath came.

Behind him was Mo Yun's cold ridicule: "How? Is it easy to sit on the bench in the past six months? Without any cultivation resources, nor the help of the Yuling Sect, isn't it extremely painful to practice?"

Ye Feng said nothing, his body was still moving, and he listened carefully to the sound of footsteps that were almost empty behind him.

Mo Yun did not see Ye Feng's anger, roared or even begged for mercy, and a boring expression appeared on his face, but he continued to say coldly: "I can see that you are an ambitious and purposeful person in martial arts practice. As long as you say something you are willing to surrender to me now, I can use the best resources of the Yuling Sect to help you soar into the sky!"

Silent, silent.

After a few seconds, Ye Feng snorted coldly, turned around and sneered: "Even if I have goals and ambitions, I will only follow the right path and will not become accomplices with vicious people!"

Mo Yun's face darkened, and then he sneered at the sky and said, "Hahaha! Ye Feng, I could have killed an ant like you easily, but now... I want to leave your life and slowly play with you, hahaha!"

This arrogant and unrestrained laughter gradually disappeared from the courtyard.

Ye Feng was still standing there, with a serious expression, as if it was just now, but on the clenched fist, the finger bones were blue and white and the veins were raised.

How could it be that there is no rage!

But he can tolerate it, but he must tolerate it!

He had been used to such ridicule, injustice and neglect in that world before, and he would not have any fear at this moment!

Loneliness is never terrible! The human heart is!

After standing in the yard for half an hour, Ye Feng returned to the house alone to continue practicing.

From then on, he was the only one left in the No. 18 courtyard of the Yuling Department, and even this dormitory area.

...

It's March again, it's extremely cold.

No one has been here for a long time. Even A Cai has not been there for a while. Even though he has not known where he has been in recent days, Ye Feng seems to have been completely forgotten.

However, all this did not disturb Ye Feng's mood. On this day, Ye Feng was practicing quietly, and suddenly heard the system send a prompt, Zhiyang and the others completed the fortune dart!

good!

Very good!
To be continued...