Peerless Martial Soul

A smile appeared at the corner of Chen Feng's mouth. It seemed that the sect was going to make justice to himself in the matter just now.

He nodded slightly, exhorted Han Yu'er a few words, and then swept towards the Zongmen Hall.

A fright flashed across Ran Changling's face, Ran Yuxue comforted him a few words, and took him over.

Entering the meeting hall, Chen Feng keenly felt that the atmosphere in the hall was somewhat unusual.

In the main hall, there were not many people, Zhuo Bufan sat in the middle, and a few elders sat beside them. They were all Taishang elders, looking at the robe.

Zhuo Bufan's face was cold, he glanced at the three of them, and then his eyes fell on Ran Yuxue.

He stared at Ran Yuxue steadily, and said in a deep voice: "I was in a good mood today, our sect, once again has a genius who has not met in a century! But unfortunately, what I didn't expect was that I just left. , You do this kind of thing!"

Ran Yuxue was expressionless.

Zhuo Bufan was even more furious. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Ran Changling felt his hand numb, and the jade charm he had been holding in his hand had already reached Zhuo Bufan's hand.

Then Zhuo Bufan got up, walked to Chen Feng, handed him the jade talisman, and said gently: "Chen Feng, this is what you deserve."

Chen Feng was grateful: "Thank you suzerain!"

Seeing this scene, Ran Yuxue was furious.

"Zhuo Bufan, you are too much! I am the elder of the inner sect! You are just the sect master of the outer sect. What qualifications do you have to discipline me? Besides, the inner sect's Tibetan scripture pavilion belongs to our inner sect. I think I am more qualified to speak than you!"

Ran Yuxue patted the table fiercely and shouted sharply.

She was completely torn from Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan did not show weakness, and said coldly: "Ran Yuxue, who has done too much in this matter, you know in your heart! Chen Feng made such a great contribution, and in order to let your nephew take advantage, you brazenly suppressed the world. Did you do this to your elders? It is simply a shame to my Qian Yuanzong to let other schools read the jokes!"

"Also!" Zhuo Bufan continued: "This seat is the Sect Master of the Outer Sect, and the same level as the Supreme Elder of the Inner Sect. You are only the Elder of the Inner Sect, dare to talk to me like this? Do you have any rules in your eyes? Is there no respect?"

Ran Yuxue made him speechless.

She glanced at the hall, and everyone else in the hall was the Supreme Supreme, no one would speak for him.

Ran Yuxue nodded, and said bitterly: "Okay, okay! I will return to Nei Sect, I will report Ming Sect Master and you all, and ask them to call the shots!"

"You don't need to report it, I have already reported it."

Zhuo Bufan showed a hint of sarcasm: "This seat has just told the inner sect elders and sect masters about Chen Feng's acquisition of a sixth-grade yellow martial arts spirit. The sect masters and elders all take it very seriously. They also deliberately suppress you. He is very dissatisfied."

"Furthermore, Mrs. Zheng also severely reprimanded you. After you return to Nei Zong, someone will naturally tell you these things!"

Hearing this, Ran Yuxue, who had been fearless, was finally afraid, with a touch of fear and panic in her eyes.

Grand Master Zheng, that is one of the most powerful figures in the Nei Zong, and she is definitely not something she can contend with.

"It seems that Zongmen really attaches great importance to Chen Feng, and it has exceeded my expectations. I openly suppressed him, and I have already provoked dissatisfaction with many big people. It seems that in the future, I can only suppress it secretly, not so obvious. "

"Wait and see!" Ran Yuxue glared at Zhuo Bufan, leaving a ruthless word, and turned around with Ran Changling.

Chen Feng laughed and said, "Uncle Ran, does your face hurt?"

Ran Yuxue was hit hard in the face, he was very happy.

Ran Yuxue paused for a while without turning her head back, and quickly left.

Chen Feng walked to the middle of the hall, clasped his fist and said, "Chen Feng has thanked the master, and thanked all the grandmasters."

This time, even Su Zhaodong did not come out to suppress Chen Feng.

Because this involves the confrontation between the outer sect and the inner sect, no matter how much he hates Chen Feng, Su Zhaodong is also a member of the outer sect. At this time, he naturally has to speak on the side of the outer sect.

When Ran Yuxue left, Zhuo Bufan looked at Chen Feng and said gently: "Chen Feng, you have awakened the matter of the ancient demon **** martial arts, I have reported to the sect. All the supreme and sect masters of the inner sect are very optimistic about you. "

Chen Feng smiled: "Sect Master, I performed so well this time, do you want to reward me?"

Chen Feng will never let go of the opportunity to profit.

Zhuo Bufan glared at him with an angry look: "Do you still want benefits? Are you not getting enough benefits from Zhushan Fudi?"

Chen Feng said with a greedy smile: "That is the benefit of the disciple's own fishing, not the martial art reward!"

"You kid!"

Zhuo Bufan laughed and cursed: "You know, according to the rules, after each disciple enters the Zhushan Fortune Land, he cannot pick more than ten elixir, and he cannot kill more than ten monsters! And you, hunted and picked The number, I'm afraid it won't be less than one hundred!"

"I'll do the calculations. You have hunted at least fifty monsters and picked a hundred elixir! Just what you have eaten in your stomach has exceeded our limit!"

Having said that, Zhuo Bufan looked at the mustard bag on Chen Feng's waist unkindly: