Chapter 21 Reason

"Remember in the future, don't be idle there and rush to take action. This is my good temper. If someone else comes, I will cut you with a knife." Ye Feng patted the old man on the shoulder with a bad taste, seemingly kind and sincere warning.

A group of people listened to Ye Feng's words and rolled their eyes one by one. Yaya's guy was really shameless. If it hadn't been for Ye Jun's action, you would have split the other party with that knife.

"A strong knife."

Ye Jun sincerely praised that he tore off the broken Xuanbao glove in his hand and threw it to the ground. The glove was useless.

"Thank you for the compliment!" Ye Feng smiled shyly like a big boy, and his eyes fell to the ground.

"Now that you have proved your strength, I don't need to talk too often." Shrugging his shoulders, Ye Jun looked at the bodies carried together and looked indifferently, "These people will die. Bury them well. There is nothing to investigate."

Ye Jun said this to a group of insiders, especially the two old men present.

"Yes!" The gray-robed old man nodded when he heard the words and made a wink, and the children of the clan immediately moved quickly to carry away the bodies of Ye Qiang and others.

"If you have anything to say, let's go back to the lobby." Seeing Ye Jun still saying something, Ye Feng interrupted and glanced at his clothes, "I just came back in a big war, and now the clothes are also a little broken. It's always bad, especially you guests."

Ye Feng said the two words of the guest very heavily, and everyone can tell that this is depression, but who dares to say something at this time!

The old man who was almost killed is the eighth general. These characters were almost killed. For the sake of their lives, it's better to shut up.

"Grandpa, father, Feng'er, go take a shower first. Let's treat these insiders first." Looking back, Ye Feng said, without waiting for several people to speak and turned away.

"This child has disappeared silently for several months, and his strength has reached such an incredible situation. What on earth happened?" Looking at Ye Feng's departure, Ye Yun's eyebrows frowned into a Sichuanzi.

He could feel that Ye Feng at this time was very different from the past, especially the murderous spirit immersed in the bone marrow made him inexplicably shocked.

That's an atmosphere that only people who have experienced countless battles can have, but Ye Feng did not have this atmosphere in the past!

Obviously, the only explanation is that Ye Feng has experienced far beyond ordinary people's imagination in the past six months.

In fact, Ye Yun guessed that when he went deep into the Tianyin Mountains, he still had the help of Ye Kuanglan's body and wanted to come out of the Tianyin Mountains...

Ye Feng was killed. After taking back the spiritual knowledge of stealing the fire, after seven days and seven nights of sleepless killing, he abruptly killed a bloody road from the Tianyin Mountains, and then returned to Daoxiang City.

Ye Feng can't remember whether there were a hundred or a thousand or more battles. Anyway, he had already killed his eyes at that time. Anyone who exuded murderous spirit to him was killed by him.

If it hadn't been for this, he wouldn't have been so murderous to the old man just now, so that he would have almost split him alive with a knife.

After a long time, in the chamber of the Ye family!

After taking a shower and changing his clothes, the refreshing Ye Feng restrained all the killing breath, which could not be detected by others.

"Ha ha, I'm sorry for being late." In the already full council hall, Ye Feng stepped in and apologized.

At this time, Ye Feng was polite, and his whole body exuded a faint elegance, like a noble son who was full of poetry and books, which was more than ten million miles different from the previous one.

"Ha ha, it doesn't matter, just come." Ye Jun, who was sitting at the chief, smiled and shook his head and said, with a ray of light in his eyes, and Ye Feng's performance became more and more perfect.

"Feng'er, come and sit here." Ye Kuanglan, who was full of great comfort, waved his hand and said kindly with his beard.

"Yes, Grandpa!" Ye Feng quickly walked to the seat beside Ye Kuanglan and sat down in full view of the public, looking calm.

"Ha ha, Fenger, you must already know who this is." Laughing, Ye Kuanglan pointed to Ye Jun and said.

"I think this is Ye Jun, a genius of the Ye family who is famous in the world and has the reputation of being the first genius of the Tianhua Dynasty." Ye Feng nodded and replied very earnestly, "The so-called reputationless man, this is really true."

"Where is it, Brother Feng is overreputed." Ye Jun said humbly, "According to what I have seen today, I'm afraid that Brother Feng is more worthy of the name of genius than me. I really didn't expect that other people like Brother Feng can also appear."

Ye Feng shook his head gently, with a faint smile, but his seemingly plain eyes made the insiders present feel that he had been seen through.

"To be honest, in fact, I came to Daoxiang City this time by the order of the patriarch to do an extremely important thing." Seeing everyone bowing their heads under Ye Feng's eyes, Ye Jun's eyes turned to break this embarrassment.

"Oh, I don't know what happened to the prince?" Ye Kuanglan asked, with a little expectation and curiosity, it must not be a small matter to let the genius of the Ye family come in person.

"I'm afraid my uncle doesn't know that a big event happened recently in the Black Feather Mountains 800 miles away from Daoxiang City." Ye Jun smiled and said slowly, "According to the information we got, an ancient tomb was exposed for some reason."

"Ancient Tomb?" Ye Kuanglan was shocked and said in surprise, "What kind of ancient tomb can make you and such people go out in person?"

"It's not just me. The other two princes of the Tianhua Dynasty, Qin Meng and Sun Bao, will come here at that time." Ye Jun shook his head and showed a trace of solemnity, "I'm afraid these people will really come here at that time."

"What do you mean?" Ye Feng was puzzled.

"According to our vanguard, this ancient tomb is extremely extraordinary, and it is likely to be the tomb of an imperial figure." Ye Jun said in a low voice, with yearning in his eyes and sighing, "That's the legendary imperial rank!"

"Imperialjie, what is it?" Ye Feng asked directly.

As soon as this statement came out, the expression of the people present instantly solidified, and they looked at Ye Feng like a monster.

"Why, why are you looking at it? I really don't know what the imperial level is." Ye Feng, who was stared at and uncomfortable, shrugged his shoulders and said.

It seems that this is nothing. Why look at me with this kind of eyes? Ye Feng secretly slandered himself.

"Ha, Brother Feng doesn't know anything about it. There are nine realms of cultivation, namely, refining, quenching, returning to the truth, general, king's level, emperor's level, emperor's level, heavenly level and holy level. Each big realm has nine small realms. Of course, it is rumored that there is a higher level of realm on the holy level, but that's not what we can do. That's enough to know." Ye Jun explained in detail, "For example, the two elders who fought with Brother Feng today are the strong men in the eighth realm of the general level."

"Oh, so that's it." Ye Feng suddenly realized and then came to his senses, "In this way, aren't I stronger than the eighth rank of generals?"

Looking at Ye Feng's surprised and shocked face, a group of insiders had an impulse to rush out to hurt Bian Ye Feng.

Can you not hit our young hearts here? As a foreigner, you can cultivate to such a situation without the support of the resources of the clan, and you still make us live.

If this is the case, forget it. You still have to say this innocently with an innocent face. Isn't this throwing salt on our wound?

In an instant, the hearts of these insiders were dripping blood, especially the two elders who were defeated by Ye Feng, who were blushing and wanted to cry without tears.

"Yes, what level am I at now!" Suddenly, Ye Feng threw such a question that caught everyone off guard.

Here comes the question. His question is to Ye Jun, and the question that was not originally a problem has also become a big problem at this moment.

How does Ye Jun answer this and make a good evaluation? Isn't it obvious that his strength is stronger than Ye Feng, but not to mention it, Ye Feng still asked again.

Abruptly, everyone thinks that Ye Feng's problem is very abrupt. Except for Ye Feng himself, he has no such consciousness.

"I think Ye Feng's strength today is about comparable to that of the ninth peak." After a long silence, Ye Jun decided to say his feelings after careful measurement.

"Oh, it seems that it's still far from that imperial rank!" Ye Feng didn't care at all and didn't seem to realize anything.

"Imperial Order!" As soon as Ye Feng said this, Ye Jun smiled. Not only did he laugh, but everyone laughed, "I think Brother Feng probably doesn't know what the emperor's level is!"

"Let's put it this way, there is such a saying among practitioners that there are ants under the imperial rank. For example, an imperial rank faces 10,000 or even 100,000 imperial ranks. What will happen if there is a battle?" After a pause, Ye Jun continued, "There is only one result. All the emperors will die, and the emperors will die at all."

"To put it more bluntly, as long as the strong man of the imperial rank waves his hand, the 100,000 imperial rank will be erased from this world." Ye Jun sighed that there was a hot light in his eyes.

"It's a world of difference, this is really a world of difference." After listening to Ye Jun's words, Ye Feng shook his hair and sighed like this, looking like a bitter hatred.

At this moment, Ye Feng's physical spiritual consciousness in the spiritual sea is spinning around the Qing Emperor, as if he were looking at a rare treasure, with a faint green light in his eyes, looking like a wolf.

"I said Qingdi, if I remember correctly, you should be the strong man of the heavenly level!" Ye Feng touched his chin and exclaimed.

It can't be blamed that he doesn't know the level of cultivation, but the memory of Qingdi is too vast. Even now, Ye Feng has really absorbed less than one thousandth.

"I'm surprised. Why did you, a strong man of heaven, burp? No, it seems that I have to seize the time to absorb those memories. Don't meet your enemy at that time, and you won't even know how to die." When he thought of it, Ye Feng's spiritual knowledge directly jumped on the cyan day composed of thunder in the spiritual sea.

Not only all the memories of the Qing Emperor are in it, but also all the thunder in the inheritance land gathered in this round.

For Ye Feng, a vast and hard project began like this. God knows when he will be able to completely digest these memories.