Rebirth of the Peak Young Master

Chapter 1008 1008: Universality

Just now, I heard Ye Fengsheng's voice saying not to accept Eight-lip Gate; thus, I went to open the Eight-lip Gate. People thought these individuals had brain issues, hypochondria, and confusion. Now, I can only see them trembling, afraid of enraging them.

In a word, defeating Zhang Zhengxian, this character, wherever is a person, even if he is a master of martial arts, might still not stop, and perhaps might not even be his opponent!

How could such a person be easily angered by a few people?

Ye Fengsheng found his eyes interesting, but didn't like them, seeming to always stare at him. Lu Ziyuan was a battle between two wars, resting as if sifting and drying. Just a minute ago, somewhere with laughter and chatter, deciding others' future paths?

Bah.

When his heart was in turmoil, Zhang Zhengxian was like my mud, spitting out red-black blood mingled with a few pieces of internal organs. His eyes saw an air entrance, with no gas left for us.

Unable to bear such immense pressure anymore, Lu Ziyuan bowed, and with Ye Feng's voice, apologized to everyone: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye seniors, the younger generation only has a cold, also the former broad-mindedness."

Really?

Ye Fengsheng looked at him and said: "Does Lin Dongqing need to enter the Red Sect to protect himself?"

"No, no," Lu Ziyuan hurriedly shook his head. With Mr. Ye's protection and powerful strength, why would Lin Dongqing need Red Sect's shelter?"

"Then let us step aside," Ye Fengsheng's voice said, striding towards the mountain. Meanwhile, he opened his mouth and asked: "Is it Three Mansions on the mountain?"

Ah!

Lu Ziyuan was greatly shocked, quickly reacted, and answered: "The school's master is inside waiting for guests."

His mind turned a corner, he quickly said: "Mr. Ye, did you visit the school's principal, the master of Three Villages yesterday?"

He was also worried Ye Fengsheng's voice would be misinterpreted, repeatedly affirming this universality.

"I'm going to find Dong Sanyuan."

Ye Fengsheng said: "I don't know whether it's the master. I'm going up the mountain.

On the mountaintop was a huge rolling platform. Red brocade began in front of the rolling platform and walked along the mountain road very cheaply.

The surrounding buildings were not luxurious, maybe due to time reasons, they even appeared scratched and worn, artisans were brushing them with new paint to bring a new illusion to these buildings sometimes scratched at the beginning of the year.

Perhaps because martial arts have not yet officially begun, or have not yet reached the truly heated stage, warriors on the Continent arrange their days according to the invitation's time, so the Mang Mountain's top sometimes seemed very quiet, regardless of below-zero artisans or warriors from different factions, busy doing your things.

To welcome the true Martial Arts Bridge Peak, everything was ablaze.

No one noticed these two people walking up the mountain path. Even the careless workers with wings and carpets didn't give them special glances.

"Mr. Ye, is the person you are looking for the school's master?"

Lin Dongqing hesitated for a few minutes, but more excitedly, Ye Fengsheng never told him who he was looking for this time, but from his words just now, he was looking for a renowned martial artist, no one knows nobody will be the first master, the school's principal San Zhuangyuan!

If Mr. Ye's seniors had a close relationship with the school's master, they would open their mouths for him to become the school's master's admirer, to become the school's total board's biographical disciple?

Upon thinking of becoming a master-level biographer, Lin Dongqing's heart began to pulse intensely for a moment.

That is the first teacher!

If I could enter his door...

Thinking of this, Lin Dongqing already felt his heart would jump out of his voice and eyes!

"No," he said.

Ye Fengsheng naturally noticed Lin Dongqing's pulsing heart and didn't react, but opened his mouth to deny: "I don't know Dong Sanyuan."

Ah!

Suddenly stopped, Lin Dongqing stunned at the restoration site.

He didn't think Ye Fengsheng wouldn't mention Dong Sanyuan. If he didn't know Dong Sanyuan, would he go up the mountain for sheep. Someone worthwhile for him to personally seek the great God on the mountain?

Ye Fengsheng said: "Dong Sanyuan invited a friend of mine to be a guest on the mountain." I accepted the gift bag from this friend last night, covered in blood, so I came to Dong Sanyuan to ask what happened.

Right. Let's get started.

The initial hope appeared in a moment, and Lin Dongqing's eyes also darkened.

No expectation, no harm. With expectation, there's self-harm. Now, Lin Dongqing experienced self-harm in this short period.

"Your martial arts should be quite good."

Ye Fengsheng saw Lin Dongqing's disappointment and said: "Since Dong Sanyuan specifically invited Fang Chen to attend this Five Blades Cut Bottom, I would let him accept your A discipline. The effect should be the same. Let's see. If you find Dong Sanyuan's spleen matches yours, then I'll help you out."

Sending Buddha west, let alone Lin Dongqing's performance didn't let himself down. Helping him out, but Ye Fengsheng didn't mind.

Thank you to Mr. Ye's seniors!

Immediately, he changed color, Lin Dongqing's face was full of excitement and thrill.

Ye Fengsheng softly said: "Knock on the door."

Good!

Lin Dongqing immediately took the lead, rushing up the steps. He looked at Mr. Peng's bright door, knocking on the sunlight reflecting ring, knocking on pure copper.

The crisp sound spread quickly for a time, all artisans and warriors choosing their faction seats turned their heads, their eyes filled with strange colors.

These two strange faces who didn't know were disciples of which sect, so bold, that is the master's door, knocking on the door is such a rule, not knowing the rules and etiquette, can't knock randomly?

As they thought, Lin Dongqing waited a long time at the door without getting the feedback he wanted. The closed door made no sound at all. This showed either the person inside didn't hear the knock or didn't want to help open the door.

Sometimes scratches look embarrassed. Lin Dongqing looked back, Ye Fengsheng's voice hadn't disappeared. Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. He quickly retracted two steps, stepping on the stone lion at the door. Through this force, he went straight back to the fence.

My grass!

Seeing this, Yigan Sect's disciples almost stared at us, and even some couldn't help but spew a dirty word.

This is their mother's door! What is the origin of these small words? Isn't it seeking death?

You are a thief, you are also racing against time!

No one opens the door upstairs these days? Tired of living?

This is the first door! Closing eyes, blinds, hurriedly, not afraid being hunted three times! What?

What's up with people going downhill? Even a headless person dares put it on the mountain?

That's inconvenient. Before their thoughts fell, there was a roar from inside the fence. Just wearing it, they saw Lin Dongqing hadn't reached the top of the wall, hit by an empty visible fist left by Mr. Han Sheng. He spat blood into the air, then fell to the ground, involuntarily tumbling on the ground, dragging out a deep bloodstain.

"The master's family dared to break in, but he really doesn't know how to write bravado!"

"Pay attention to what you just promised; they seemed to give you a way out. If there's still time, of course, you'll be dejected!"