Ye Feng told the truth.
No matter what, the Xiao family is one of the four major families in Kyoto and the actual ruler of the southwest region!
It is estimated that the strong man from the Xiao family who injured the old man from Miaojiang would not care too much about the old man from Miaojiang.
The suspicion in the young man's eyes only dissipated a little, but he still spoke with concern:
"How do I know you are not from the Mu family?"
"Sure, that's not right. I'm alone. Your master is a powerful person in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. I, a young man, can't hurt your master."
Ye Feng paused and said softly:
"Besides, I'm here to discuss cooperation with your master. I can cure your master's old illness."
The boy's pupils shrank sharply, and his expression suddenly became excited:
"You're kidding, right? Don't lie to me!"
"No kidding, how can I, alone, stop so many strong men from your village? So there's no need to worry about what will happen to me."
Ye Feng's words calmed the young man down a little. After struggling for a long time, he slowly spoke:
"I'll take you to see the master, but you must come back to the village with me first."
"OK!"
Ye Feng agreed without hesitation.
"May I have your name?"
"Just call me Alang"
"Yefon!"
Ye Feng responded with a smile.
The two chatted casually along the way. He could see that although Alang agreed to this matter, his muscles were tense and he was obviously still very wary of him.
These were not things he cared about. There were various villages scattered deep in the Shiwan Mountains. There was no unified camp. Each village fought on its own and maintained its independence.
If there were no external influence from invaders, the exchanges between these villages would not be particularly close.
"Do you often have intruders here?"
"No, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are the first foreign monk I have discovered in recent times."
Ah Lang saw a medicinal herb and picked it while answering the question and put it into the small bamboo basket at his waist.
"When I saw you before, I thought you were just an ordinary person who got lost, but looking at your clothes and posture, you don't look like one of those people who go into the mountains to collect herbs."
Hearing this, Ye Feng smiled.
Ah Lang ran to the side from time to time to pick herbs, but Ye Feng was not annoyed. He walked slowly and admired the scenery along the way.
There was some miasma in the air, and the sun could not penetrate the miasma and the dense forest. There was always a cool smell in the forest.
After walking for more than ten miles, Ye Fan finally saw a village of medium size in front of him.
From a distance, it seems that there are probably hundreds of families living there!
"Mr. Ye, please wait outside the village. I'll go to the ancestral temple and find some grandfathers to come over."
Alang looked at Ye Feng warily. As long as the grandfather in the ancestral hall came over, Ye Feng should not be able to cause trouble!
Ye Feng found a bluestone staircase and sat down, motioning A Lang to go quickly.
The lighting here is obviously much better than in the forest, and Ye Feng is in a pretty good mood as well.
After a while, the three old men carried Alang to the entrance of the village.
Seeing Ye Feng actually sitting there motionless without any unusual behavior, A Lang thought to himself:
"Could it be that this guy really came to discuss something with the master?"
A look of confusion appeared on his face. Could it be that this guy really had a way to cure the master's old illness?
The old man with white hair and beard in the lead stared at Ye Feng intently:
"Ah Lang said you can cure the old master's old illness?"
"I said so, but all this is based on the premise that I met the old man from Miaojiang."
Ye Feng was neither humble nor arrogant. He looked at the three old men in front of him, the highest of whom was only at the Golden Core stage, and he couldn't help but frown.
Is Miaojiang’s strength so weak?
"You...how strong have you become?"
Suddenly, an old man next to him exclaimed.
He couldn't actually sense any aura from Ye Feng. There were only two reasons for this: Ye Feng had no cultivation, or his cultivation was far superior to his!
He is a golden elixir!
Jindan can almost be called the ancestor here!
Ye Feng looks so young, could it be possible that he is even stronger than a Golden Core?!
Upon hearing this, the other two old men began to look at Ye Feng seriously. It would not matter if they didn’t look at him, because once they looked at him, they all lived in Bengbu.
"I can't see through it, I can't see through it at all!"
Some old men exclaimed. In their eyes, Ye Feng’s cultivation was as bottomless as an abyss!
Then the three of them couldn't help but become nervous. The gap in strength between the two sides was too big!
How to play this?
Ah Lang was also completely confused. He was only at the fourth level of Qi training and couldn't even tell what level Ye Feng's cultivation was.
He only knew that Ye Feng was very strong, but according to his estimation, he was at most at the Foundation Establishment stage... He didn't even dare to imagine that he was at the Golden Core stage because he was too young!
Now that several grandfathers said they couldn't see through it, Alang's heart suddenly sank to the bottom.
"Come at me if you want to kill me, but don't hurt anyone in the village!"
Ah Lang suddenly stood up and stood in front of the three old men, with tears in his eyes, but his eyes were firm and courageous.
The three old men blushed at this moment. As the protectors of this village, how could they let a teenager stand out?
The commotion here soon attracted the attention of some residents. When they saw the three old men, they did not dare to stay for long. They bowed slightly before leaving.
Ye Feng was immediately at a loss whether to laugh or cry:
"That's not true. I'm really just here to cooperate with your master!"
"Really?"
Alang was obviously a little unconvinced. Ye Feng was so powerful that he really thought Ye Feng was an invader.
Since he was the one who brought Ye Feng back to the village, he must be responsible for this matter and no one else should be harmed because of him.
Ye Feng looked into Alang's eyes and nodded.
He is so kind. Maybe he was so kind before.
The three old men breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Since Ye Feng said so, he would definitely not go back on his word.
The main thing is that there is no fun in deceiving these people!
"Mr. Ye, please rest in the village for a while. I will go and discuss this with the master."
An old man spoke cautiously.
This is the rule of the world of immortal cultivation. If you have a big fist, others will be afraid of you and obey you!
Even these old men who are much older than him must treat him with respect!
Ye Feng nodded, and then added:
"Remember to tell the Miaojiang elder that someone from the Ye family is coming!"
This matter needs to be emphasized. Based on his own strength, the Miao elders probably don't bother to see him.
A lean camel is bigger than a horse. After all, the old Miao man is a master in the Tribulation Crossing Stage. Although he has an old illness, it is definitely not something that a middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like him can deal with.
The old men were shocked at the same time, and no longer had any doubt about Ye Feng's words.
The Xiao family will not pretend to be the Ye family, and the Mu family dare not pretend to be the Ye family!
The Ye family’s right to speak in the world of immortal cultivation is not something that anyone can challenge.
"I will certainly convey your words to the master."
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