The next day, before dawn, ye Chen put on a black robe and went to mount Lingshan.

For the first time, he went straight to the back mountain, then changed into ragged clothes, confused his hair, smeared mud on his face, and finally hid in the luxuriant weeds.

"When you've done this, you'll stop." Looking at the past Hengyue disciple, ye Chen made such a decision in his heart.

He thought he was careful and planned well.

However, there is no airtight wall in everything. If you want to stop when it is good, God knows where there is a mistake that he has never thought of, which will lead to death for himself.

With the sky completely bright, the shadow of Hengyue zonghou mountain gradually increased.

However, ye Chen found a strange phenomenon, that is, none of the disciples of diyangfeng who came to pick lingcao today did not describe them individually, or in groups of three or five. They all came in groups.

"Gather a spirit grass and form a team." Among the weeds, ye Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the disciples of diyangfeng are all learning to be smart. They are afraid that someone will knock their sticks behind them, so they form a team to gather spirit grass.

Having figured out this point, ye Chen is somewhat entangled.

Although he recognized his current cultivation level and strength, he was not afraid of any diyangfeng disciples. Even if they were in groups, ye Chen had the confidence to defeat them all.

However, this is not a valley. If you fail to beat them all in the first time, there will be trouble and more people will be attracted. That is the most bullshit thing.

Yeah?

When tangled, ye Chen saw a familiar figure from afar.

The man's eyes were red and his face was gloomy and frightening, as if everyone owed him a bailing stone. If you look carefully, isn't it Zhao long?

"If you dare to come out alone, you are not timid." Among the weeds, ye Chen sneered and found the black iron stick from the storage bag.

However, ye Chen is just about to leave, but he finds that Zhao Long also takes out a black iron stick from the storage bag. Ye Chen is stunned at the spot.

Ye Chen did not move, and retracted back.

His eyes moved with Zhao Long's figure. He saw Zhao Long carrying a black iron stick straight to the back of a disciple of Tianyang peak. Then he swung it cleanly. The disciple of Tianyang peak fell down on the spot.

Er!

Ye Chen opened his mouth and was stunned there.

"Let your Tianyang peak calculate my Diyang peak, let you Tianyang peak calculate my Diyang peak." When ye Chen is in a daze, Zhao Long brandishes the iron bar again and smashes it on the Tianyang peak disciple who has fainted.

This words a, leaf Chen mouth corner can't help but pull move.

OK! Before and after this two beating stick events, the Diyang peak Ge Hong, this is counted in the head of Tianyang peak.

Seeing this scene, ye Chen in the weeds could not help rubbing his eyebrows.

This is what he did not expect. His target is diyangfeng, but he did not expect that diyangfeng identified tianyangfeng as the murderer.

For a moment, ye Chen's face became more and more wonderful. It was to understand why the disciples of Diyang peak had formed a team to come to the back mountain. Where did they come to pick up the spirit grass, it was clear that they had come together to beat the sticks.

Ah!

Sure enough, the northeast direction soon came the sound of killing pigs.

Ah!

Another scream came from the northwest.

Ah .!

Screams from the south-east followed.

Ah ..!

Then there was the southwest direction, and the scream was a seeker.

Soon, the noise began to ring, and people from all directions gathered towards this side. All the disciples of Diyang peak, and in everyone's hands, his mother was carrying a black iron bar.

"I knocked on two Tianyang peaks."

"I knocked three people on Yangfeng."

"I knocked one Tianyang peak and two Renyang peaks."

The disciples of Diyang peak reported their own achievements, and their looks were either resentful, cheerful or excited.

"Withdraw!" With Zhao Long waving his hand, di Yang Feng's disciples withdrew from hengyuezong's back mountain one after another.

After everyone left, ye Chen jumped out of the miscellaneous grass and picked his ears with dry cough, "this can't blame me."

As he said this, he also covered himself in a black robe and withdrew from the back mountain of hengyuezong. This place is a land of right and wrong, and can't be left.

He knew that for many days to come, the mountain behind Hengyue will no longer be peaceful.

People in diyangfeng will think that they are calculated by renyangfeng and tianyangfeng.

The Renyang summit thought it was tianyangfeng.

Tianyang summit thought it was renyangfeng who did it.

The three main peaks of the outer gate contain each other and have always been fighting openly and secretly. Naturally, mutual suspicion is indispensable.

At this moment, no matter who is the first to beat the stick, it is doomed that it is difficult to say clearly at this time.

Oh!

Ye Chen kneaded his temple and said, "do evil!"He can already imagine the picture of the next few days. The disciples of the three main peaks will surely bring a black iron stick when they go to the back mountain to collect miraculous herbs.

Out of Hengyue zonghou mountain, ye Chen went to Wanbao Pavilion.

Just walked in, is the counter behind the huge sea of ancient books, looked up at Ye Chen, not angry said, "boy, this broad day, what do you mean by a black robe."

Well .!

Ye Chen ha ha laughs, he doesn't want to let people know that he has recovered as soon as possible, which can only be covered with black robe. He never thought that he could not escape Pang Hai's eyes.

"You can walk out of bed so quickly after being whipped by more than 100 firecrackers, boy. Your bones are hard enough!" Huge sea put down the ancient books, Jiong big eyes up and down looking at Ye Chen, as if to break some clues.

"Elder, do you know what happened to me?"

"Nonsense, the whole outside door, who doesn't know."

Smell speech, ye Chen can't help but cough a, and then handed on a storage bag, "elder, snow Magnolia."

Taking the storage bag, Pang Da Hai glances inside and finds that there are 6000 spirit stones. Rao is surprised. It's no wonder that a student in the condensate state has so many spirit stones.

"You don't have so many spirit stones." Although the huge sea does not have the habit of probing into the bottom of the matter, he still can't help asking.

"Picked it up."

"Picked it up? You've picked up too much, right

"Good luck, good luck." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose.

"Tell me another day, and I'll go and pick up some." Pang Hai glanced at Ye Chen, but he took out a storage bag from his arms and handed it to Ye Chen.

Taking the storage bag, ye Chen slipped into his arms, but he did not leave immediately. Instead, he looked at Pang Da Hai and asked, "elder, is the library of our hengyuezong open to practice students?"

"On the last day of each month, only that day will it be open to interns."

"Three days later, then." Ye Chen murmured in a low voice and turned out of the library.

After ye Chen left, Pang Hai stroked his beard. The old man's eyes were full of deep meaning, "this boy is really a freak."