The Return of the City’s Cultivation

At noon, the main screens of the peaks of the Liuhua Ancient Wind Gate popped up at the same time. Gu Jingyu's prosperous face appeared and announced that Ye Tian was officially appointed as Yue Laifeng's supervisor.

All the peaks are shocked.

The sound of the discussion is like a time bomb, exploding on all peaks at the same time.

"Who is Ye Tian?"

They were very curious about the steward who was suddenly above their heads, "What kind of cultivation is he? How is the person?"

Ye Tian's sense of existence was extremely low. After coming to the martial art, apart from a few peaks, he rarely appeared in crowds, and after staying for a few days, he went to the swamp.

But this does not mean that no one knows him, and those who are interested have noticed this "outstanding" Baizi. After all, his cultivation level is very special. Anyone who notices him will inevitably take another look. Ye Tianbaizi's cultivation level, but Can't be hidden.

"Ye Tian is a Baizi, why can Baizi be in charge!"

"What's wrong with our martial art? Could it be that we have already abandoned ourselves!"

Yue Laifeng's affairs are Baizi's business, sweeping through the peaks like a violent wind, causing a huge commotion at once, so that unfairness and injustice happen around him, and everyone is filled with righteous indignation.

"Liuhua Ancient Wind Gate continues like this, so there is no hope that sooner or later it will fall."

"Such an unwise decision, how can Miss Gu Jingyu be a good family in the future?"

Gu Jingyu would never have thought that appointing Ye Tian would set off these violent waves.

From noon to night, the discussion on the peaks was all about this matter, which caused resentment among the martial arts. Under the sway of caring people, many people shouted to let Gu Jingyu and Ye Tian come out and explain it.

Just at night, three uninvited guests came to the wooden villa where Yong Climbing Peak Ye Tian lived. Ye Tian sat indifferently in front of the phoebe root carving tea table, took the boiled purple clay pot, poured it into the auspicious cloud cover bowl, and the tea fragrance , Fu Yu was fragrant, and then took a calm look at the three of them, "Zhi Guanshi, Zhou Guanshi, Sun Guanshi, please sit down."

Guanshi Sun has the most anxious temper and slapped the tea table, "Where are we in the mood to sit? What do you want to do to kill Jingyu?"

Zhi Guan Shi was also painful and indignant, "Isn't 100 million crystals enough? You actually want to get involved in the martial arts position, well, tell us, how many crystals do you want before you are willing to let Jingyu go."

They obviously misunderstood, and obviously didn't believe in Ye Tian's ability.

Guanshi Sun followed, "Just tell him the truth, we don’t have Lunjing anymore. The 100 million Lunjing before is the capital we barely maintained. Jingyu has given you all, otherwise we would not be called Guanshi. Manager Zhen saw the clue and put us in half imprisonment."

The three of them didn't give Ye Tian a chance to speak at all.

Ye Tian had to show his cultivation base, and all three of them were shocked when they saw it, "You have hidden the cultivation base." They would never have thought that Ye Tian flew straight to Qimai in just a few days.

Their expressions immediately calmed down, and they must be dull people who can manage their affairs, "Are you trying to help Jingyu?"

Ye Tian nodded, "I want him to sit as the sect master. This is also the last wish of the Gu Qing sect master."

When the three heard of Gu Qing, they all sighed secretly. When they looked at Ye Tian, ​​they felt a little guilty, "We misunderstood you before..." The conversation turned, "Even if you are a master who can sit on an equal footing with us, There is still no chance, there will be no change if you are one more."

Zhi Youfu muttered, "Your strength is not enough for others. Cheng Guanshi and Zhen Guanshi themselves are the nine channels of Fan Dao, and there are three Eight Channels of Fan Dao, and seven of Fan Dao's seven channels."

Guan Shi slapped the tea table angrily again, "That's it, accept your fate."

But the three managers felt extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Tian just said, "As long as the three stewards support Jingyu and me."

Zhi Youfu looked at Ye Tian helplessly, "We will definitely stand next to Jingyu, but this is useless, you young people, think too much of yourself. You always think that this is the same size as the sky, but you don't know that this is moths fighting the fire."

Guanshi Sun’s eyes flashed sharply, "Don’t think to scare you, on the day you formally take office, Zhang Shi, who is in charge of the hospital, will come over. This is no coincidence. He is tricky and intervenes in martial arts affairs in order to support Chengjun. Otherwise, why do you think Cheng Guanshi and Zhen Guanshi dare to be so arrogant."

"Even if you can contend Cheng Guanshi and Zhen Guanshi, can you also contend against the Chen Zhangshi who is clear from Immortal Dao?"

Ye Tian couldn't help but be surprised, immortal Dao cleared, but it was troublesome, "Why is Zhang Chen so optimistic about Chengjun?"

"Cheng Jun is his illegitimate son, and Cheng Guan knows that, but he dare not blame Zhang Shi, only his wife for being improper, but later Cheng Jun showed extraordinary talent for cultivation, and he slowly accepted it."

Ye Tian suddenly realized that if there is a father, there must be a son, and his hobbies are passed on together.

Zhi Youfu said solemnly, "You move his son's seat, it's strange that he doesn't work hard with you."

"We insist that we are not opponents at all, and those who play yin are not qualified."

The three of them spoke for a while, leaving behind the sentence "I'm so self-contained", and walked away frustrated one by one.

It was late at night, and Ye Tian was sitting in front of the tea table, quietly like a mirrorless sea, and the old yellow devil yelled, "Don’t be silly, this matter can’t be handled, you have eight veins and want to be in harmony with the immortal Dao. Once it’s cleaned up, it’s crazy. I will leave the school overnight. There will be a woman. There are so many outside, I can’t leave without leaving."

Old Fairy Yellow Devil has urged Ye Tian for more than two hours. Ye Tian was unmoved. At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. Someone came. Ye Tian turned around. It was Song who had entered the villa. Bo, smiling as he was about to greet, a person walked out from behind Song Bo, it was Cheng Jun, and behind him, they followed Zhen Pingping and Ying Yuanfeng, and there was actually Xiao Yun.

Ye Tian felt a little dull, and Song Bo finally followed Cheng Jun.

In the middle of the night, it was definitely not a good thing for these people to come over with murderous aura.

They all looked at Ye Tian like a cat looking at a mouse. They looked up and down at Ye Tian. Once they entered the door, they turned away from the guest, as if they had returned to their own home. They sat down on their own, and Cheng Jun sat down on Ye Tian. In front of him, he didn't speak, but looked at Ye Tian and smiled, his smile with sarcasm and contempt.

Song Bo and Xiao Yun stood behind him with their hands hanging down, their status was not high, and they didn't even have the energy to sit down or even talk more.

Ye Tian can see the struggle in Song Bo's eyes. He understands Song Bo. The world of comprehension is cruel. If he doesn't look for a backer, there is almost no hope if he is not a super genius and fights alone.

Cheng Jun finally said, "Ye Tian, ​​can I tell you a story?"

Ye Tian sneered, "Don't pretend to be compelling, just talk straight."

Cheng Jun stopped Ying Yuanfeng and the others who were about to attack, still smiling, "Even Jingyu gave up, do you have to insist on it, does it make sense? Liuhua Ancient Wind Gate will be mine sooner or later."

Ye Tian was expressionless, "Do you think I will believe your words?"

Cheng Jun laughed, "I have many ways to make her give up, and you forgot, she is my fiancee, and you..." The next bullet, a teacup was shattered by him, and the fragments shot. Just like this teacup, I can break my body at the touch of a finger."