The big man quickly made a gesture to silence him and scolded him, "You've had too much to drink, don't talk nonsense. If the fat sect leader hears you, you'll be dead."
Ye Feng was helpless. It seemed that the big man really regarded him as a disciple of Taiyi Sect. The fat sect leader that the big man mentioned was Li Dazhong.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't say anything, the big guy thought that Ye Feng was scared, so he hummed a little tune smugly and went to find a place to pee.
Without having time to deal with the big drunk, Ye Feng walked into the room. What he saw made him even angrier.
I saw people lying on the beds, chairs, and even on the floor, all in all directions. It felt like a pigsty.
Not only does it look like a pigsty, it smells even worse than a pigsty.
The whole room was filled with an indescribable stench, a mixture of alcohol, sweat, and stinky socks, just like rotten garbage in the summer. Ye Feng almost vomited from the stench.
Ye Feng quickly retreated from the room and sighed: "These Taiyi disciples are too undisciplined. What kind of disciples did Yue Zhuoqun teach? They have no quality, no character, and no skills. No wonder they were exterminated."
The big guy just now hummed a little tune and staggered back. Seeing Ye Feng still standing at the door of his room, he glared at him and shouted, "Boy, why are you still here? My room is full of people sleeping. Find somewhere else to sleep. Get out of here."
Ye Feng pointed lightly at the big man's head.
The big man was already dizzy from drinking, and Ye Feng hit him on the head. Although Ye Feng only used a little force, it was still more than he could bear.
The big guy rolled his eyes and immediately fell to the ground.
Ye Feng shook his head. He originally wanted to recruit disciples of Taiyi Sect and send them to Fangcun Mountain. If he really sent them to Fangcun Mountain, wouldn't it ruin the reputation of the sect
The disciples of Taiyi Sect are completely different from those of Yihua Palace.
The female disciples of Yihua Palace are well-behaved. If their leader imposes some restrictions on them, they will cooperate very well and will not do anything that would damage the reputation of the sect.
The behavior of Taiyi Sect's disciples is very bad, they are all good-for-nothings. Even if one forces rules upon them, it is difficult to change one's nature. There is no telling when they will become worse and cause trouble, and the reputation of oneself as the Sect Master will be ruined.
Ye Feng decided to go all out. A green light flashed across his fingers, and he quickly pointed at the Taiyi disciples who were drunk in the room, destroying all their skills.
After finishing in one room, they went to the next room, which was also full of drunkards. Without the restraint of the sect leader, they ate, drank and had fun without restraint. These people were not qualified to be ancient warriors.
There is a courtyard and five or six rooms. Ye Feng calculated that it took more than fifty people a lot of effort. All the remaining Taiyi Sect disciples should be here.
The big man who was knocked unconscious by Ye Feng just now woke up slowly.
He was a Xuan-level disciple, and he just realized that his internal energy was gone, his dantian was empty, and every time he moved his energy he felt a needle-like pain.
He was so scared that he screamed, "Oh my God, where is my power? I fell and became disabled. My power was lost."
He thought he had fallen unconscious and did not realize that it was Ye Feng who knocked him unconscious.
Ye Feng sneered, not understanding how such a brainless person could become a Xuan-level disciple. It seemed that the Taiyi Sect was truly rich in ancient martial arts resources, and had managed to turn such a brainless person into an ancient martial artist.
Another finger flicked at him, but this time it didn't knock him out, but it broke his arm. The big man hugged his arm and cried in pain: "Brother, why did you hit me? I just didn't drink with you."
"Open your dog eyes and see clearly that I am not a disciple of your Taiyi Sect."
"Oh, I thought you were the Wang San who drank with me last night."
"Look what I'm holding in my hand?"
Ye Feng showed the master's talisman, which emitted a crystal clear and soft light in the sunlight.
Although the big man's IQ was not high, he still recognized the leader's token and quickly knelt down and kowtowed in fear.
"Ah, the master's token? Meet the master."
Generally, precious ancient martial arts resources are kept by the sect master. Ye Feng wants to find the sect master's residence. It will take some time to find such a large Taiyi Sect. Ye Feng wants the big guy to take him there.
He shouted, "Where does your leader usually live?"
"You are not the head, don't you know where you live?"
"I'm not talking about me, I'm talking about that fat Sect Leader and your former Sect Leader Yue."
"Oh, you mean them. Now I understand. They live in the back hills."
"Take me there, I don't know where the back mountain is."
"Master, please follow me."
The big fool folded his arms and led Ye Feng towards the back mountain.
Walking along a marble-paved mountain stone road, passing through two courtyards, and heading to the back of the courtyard, there is a bamboo forest, lush trees, and a faint spiritual energy in the air. It is also a beautiful place with beautiful scenery.
Passing through the beautiful bamboo forest, Ye Feng heard the shrill howls of wolves nearby, and waves of fishy smells coming in the wind.
Ye Feng asked curiously: "What is that place over there?"
"That's Elder Bai's beast training ground."
When attacking Fangcun Mountain, Bai Wuchang brought a large number of ferocious beasts, which were the highest-level ferocious beasts of Taiyi Sect. I don't know what other ferocious beasts were left in the training farm.
"Take me to see it."
Ye Feng followed the big guy and came to the Taiyi Sect's ferocious beast training farm. Bursts of wolf howls could be heard from inside, and it seemed that the ferocious beasts were all starving.
It was a large and spacious enclosure with more than a dozen small pens separated by fences, and all kinds of ferocious beasts were kept in it. Most of the pens were empty, and only a few still had ferocious beasts in them.
The levels of the ferocious beasts were relatively low, none exceeding level three. Ye Feng looked through them all and found that the highest level among them were a few third-level iron-tooth wolves.
They were lying in the fence and when they saw Ye Feng coming, they immediately stood up, their wolf fur stood up like steel needles, their ears pricked up, and their blood-red eyes stared at Ye Feng.
From their ferocious eyes, Ye Feng felt that these ferocious beasts had been trained by the Taiyi Sect disciples to become deadly weapons. They were completely different from the ferocious beasts in nature. If these ferocious beasts were released, it would be a disaster for ordinary people.
Especially the Iron-tooth Wolf, their fur is so hard that even bullets cannot penetrate the fur of the third-level Iron-tooth Wolf, which is very ferocious.
Not only that, in the food bowl of an iron-toothed wolf, he actually saw a bloody human hand bone, which had been gnawed until only the white bones were left. Ye Feng felt his stomach twitching and he almost vomited again.
No wonder these beasts look at people with such ferocious and bloodthirsty eyes. They enjoy eating people. Such beasts must not be kept, otherwise they will be a great disaster.
Ye Feng's flying sword flew out of his hand. The sharp flying sword seemed to have eyes. It instantly pierced through the throats of the iron-toothed wolves and killed them in the fence.
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