Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 206: Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, the ancestor is so biased!

Even the time when Ye Feng gave a condom to his goddess late at night in his previous life was not as embarrassing as today.

Especially when seeing Yun Shuang'er's clear and compelling eyes.

He wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into and die of old age in there.

Shangguan Lan also wanted to be buried with him forever in the crack of the ground.

Facing countless pairs of eyes and the ridicule of women like Nangong Yan.

Shangguan Lan is also a thin-skinned girl.

Now it's not blushing anymore.

The red cloud spread from her cheeks downwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, quickly covering her fair neck.

A pretty little girl instantly turns into a female version of Guan Erye.

Countless young boys' hearts were broken again.

The back teeth made a crunching sound, and if you didn't know, you would think that these sentimental big boys were secretly chewing Tianjin Mahua.

"Nangong, you...I won't talk to you anymore!"

Shangguan Lan couldn't stand the teasing and walked away with her face covered.

So shameful.

She felt like she couldn't survive!

People live by their face, and trees live by their bark. How can you face people in the future?

There's no way to survive!

Must die, yes, must die!

"Shangguan, don't run! Why are you so shy? As the saying goes, the two doves are in love on the island in the river, a strong and handsome man, a beautiful woman is looking for him. It's just a love affair, you are almost thirty, you don't need to be so exaggerated to fall in love early!

If I have a guy I like, I will make him a pair of shorts myself, not just clothes!"

Nangong Yan's voice was so loud that only the disciples about ten feet away noticed the situation.

Now half of the square could hear Nangong Yan's loud voice.

Shangguan Lan turned a deaf ear and flew away from the mountaintop square.

Shangguan Lan couldn't stand the teasing and ran away, so everyone turned their attention to Ye Feng, whose eyes were rolling around.

Nangong Yan spoke again and said, "Ye Feng, shouldn't you say something?"

Although Ye Feng was very embarrassed, he still adhered to the wise saying "As long as I am not embarrassed, then the embarrassed one must be someone else."

Ye Feng grinned and said, "What can I say? I, Ye Feng, am handsome and elegant, known as the most beautiful young man in Yunhai Sect.

I receive at least eight or ten love letters and tokens of love every day. Senior Sister Shangguan giving me two sets of clothes is just a small gesture to me, not worth mentioning.

The women looked at each other.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as this.

What is the most beautiful boy in Yunhai Sect?!

How dare he put this title on his head?

In fact, Ye Feng has selfish motives!

The most handsome men and beauties of the older generation are now either weathered uncles selling things on the street or middle-aged women who have little charm left.

It is estimated that the new most handsome man and the most beautiful fairy will be born in this inner sect examination.

Neither of these two titles was officially issued, but was a spontaneous activity among disciples.

So today Ye Feng first spread the reputation of being the most beautiful boy in Yunhai Sect.

There is no standard for this kind of folk selection. Whoever gets the title first is equivalent to taking the lead.

Although it is self-proclaimed, as long as it is spread widely enough, it is no longer self-proclaimed, but selected!

Seeing the shocked and bewildered expressions of the girls at this moment, it seems that the response was good.

Ye Feng had already begun to fantasize about becoming the most handsome man in the Yunhai Sect, and being chased madly by countless young and beautiful fairies, who were determined to give birth to children for him.

"You little brat, you're so shameless and narcissistic. You're worthy of being my boss!"

Nangong Yan's words were shocking.

Many people turned to look.

Seeing Nangong Yan's handsome features and his not-so-smooth body, many people shook their heads slightly.

Nangong Yan's expression froze slightly when he saw this.

She deliberately straightened her body and shouted, "Why are you shaking your head? Don't look at my small size, when I was a kid, Ye Feng would always get on me..."

Ye Feng was ashamed.

I sighed in my heart, the Yunhai Sect is indeed a wealthy and powerful sect, with all kinds of strange girls.

To avoid continuing this offensive topic, he quickly said, "My sisters, my shop is opening tomorrow in Xianling Valley. Remember to come and support me!"

Jin He said, "I heard that you and Yue Yinling are selling yellow tobacco leaves together. Do you really need to open a shop specifically for this?"

Li Xuerong smiled and said, "I heard this morning that if you spend ten taels of silver in your shop during the first three days of opening, you'll get ten high-quality white porcelain plates for free. Is that true? It's not just a gimmick, is it?"

Ye Feng said, "Haha, you've all heard about this? It seems the advertising is quite effective! Of course the gifts are real! Don't you know who I, Ye Feng, am? The ones I gave you are all top-quality fine white porcelain, each one worth one tael of silver!"

Qian Yufeng said, "It's so strange that Huangyan Store is giving away plates when it opens!"

Ye Feng grinned and said, "The main point of my gift is to be economical. Giving a plate is great. Anyone can use it and it can be used for many years."

The topic was successfully changed.

No one asked about the clothes Shangguan Lan gave Ye Feng.

Ye Feng originally wanted to ask Yun Shuang'er why the poems and essays he wrote in his ancestral land in the bamboo forest reached Liu Changyuan's ears.

But seeing the cold look Yun Shuanger gave him, he had no choice but to give up.

A group of girls were quickly attracted by the ugly yet cute Sanzhier on Ye Feng's shoulder, and they kept asking where Ye Feng got such an ugly yet cute little animal with green fur.

A fairy offered a high price of thirty taels to buy it.

Before Ye Feng could answer, San Zhier had already bared his fangs at the girls.

It is so smart that it can understand human language.

There is nothing wrong with saying that you are cute.

It’s not okay to say that you are ugly!

This little guy is as shameless as his little master. For many years, he has claimed to be the most handsome beast in Tianyun Mountains.

Ugly? You’re ugly! Your whole family is ugly!

Fortunately, Sanzhier can only understand human words but cannot speak them, otherwise he would definitely curse very harshly.

When Ye Feng saw these senior sisters, it seemed that his little green-haired boy was very interested in them.

This is not okay.

He was still hoping to inherit Sanzhier's huge treasure, so he immediately held Sanzhier in his arms and rushed out of the crowd.

These girls came to sign up for the competition, but they hadn't registered yet, so no one stopped Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng ran away, he saw that these women did not follow him, and he felt certain.

As he stroked his Sanzhier, he muttered to himself, "I can let you girls take advantage of me a little bit. But you actually want to buy my Sanzhier with silver. This is absolutely not allowed!"

Sanzhier was deeply moved and squeaked, meaning that he had indeed followed the right person.

Unexpectedly, after Ye Feng finished saying this, he immediately muttered to himself: "If I sell Sanzhier to you, who will give me a purple crystal every day? Who will take me to dig for its treasure? This is simply absurd!"

Sanzhier was speechless for a while.

I thought this guy was just being loyal to his brother, but it turns out he has his eyes on my treasure trove!

It was still early, so Ye Feng was not in a hurry to go back.

On those ten arenas, there were still young disciples fighting.

There were quite a few people watching, including some outer sect monks who had already arrived at the Yunhai Sect.

The fighting on the ring was far less intense and exciting than in the previous few days.

The main reason is that the day after tomorrow is the first day of the battle, and no one wants to consume a lot of true energy today, and they are even more worried about getting injured.

Therefore, the fight on the ring at this moment is mainly for performance.

Every move and every form is graceful and agile, but the attack power... ahem...

If it were a few months ago, Ye Feng would have watched it with great interest.

Now that his cultivation has reached a considerable level, he has no interest in watching the fighting performances of these low-level players.

We strolled around the huge square and left around noon.

When they returned to Fenglingju, Fatty Yulong and the others had almost finished their meal.

Ye Feng simply took a few bites.

After lunch, Huang Ling'er and Xiao Man went to Xianling Valley to see how the shop was preparing for opening tomorrow.

Ye Feng didn't go over.

He sat cross-legged in the courtyard and began to practice the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art.

I quickly got into the state.

Fatty Yulong came out of the room and was about to go out. Seeing the senior disciple sitting cross-legged in meditation in the courtyard, he couldn't help but nod secretly and murmured in his heart: "This kid is quite hardworking!"

Seeing Sanzhier standing nearby, he was worried that he would disturb his good disciple's practice, so he went over and picked him up.

He tiptoed past Ye Feng.

After taking a few steps, the fat man retreated again.

He tilted his head and stared in surprise at Ye Feng who had entered a state of meditation.

On Ye Feng's body surface, countless tiny and faint rays of light kept flashing along his skin.

When I looked closely, I saw that they were actually strands of electric arcs.

"Red Sun Heart Thunder Art?"

Fatty Yulong was surprised.

Then he understood what was going on.

He murmured in his heart, "The old ancestor really likes you. He even passed on the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art to you! When I was young, I knelt before him, hugged his thighs and begged for three days and three nights...but he didn't pass it on to me! What a biased old man!"

More than ten days ago, after Ye Feng was released from prison, Fatty Yulong had checked his cultivation level and asked him about matters related to cultivation.

Ye Feng said that he had been practicing with the old ancestor in the back mountain for the past few months and had made rapid progress.

Fatty Yulong thought that the ancestor had simply given him some pointers on how to practice the Yunhai Jue, the sword-controlling technique, and other basic methods of practice.

After all, Ye Feng's cultivation was too low, and he was unable to practice the Yunhai Sect's powerful sword techniques and magical powers.

I never expected that the ancestor would pass on his most secret skill, the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, to Ye Feng.

Fatty Yulong thought of the day when Ye Feng was released from prison and defeated the young hero Chen Shuwen in the square arena.

Like most people, Fatty Yulong thought that Ye Feng must have found a bargain.

Now the fat man suddenly realized that perhaps his good disciple’s victory in that battle was not a fluke.

He originally wanted to go out for a walk and at the same time promote to his disciples that his yellow tobacco shop would open tomorrow.

After discovering that Ye Feng was practicing the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, Fatty Yulong had no plans to go out. He held Sanzhier in his arms and gently sat down on the recliner in the yard. He took out the wine gourd, took a sip himself and then gave Sanzhier a sip, waiting for Ye Feng to wake up from his meditation.