Chapter 408 Pang Lin

"It's Brother Ye. Brother Ye, with your cultivation level, it's going to be a little difficult to pass the test. Situ Reading

МAs far as I know, the last time, five years ago, when Wanjue Sect opened its doors to recruit disciples, the worst errand disciples were all at the eighth level of innateness, and all the outer disciples were at the ninth level..."

Pang Lin had seen Ye Feng's true cultivation level, which was at the seventh level.

He said bluntly.

"Let's give it a try." Ye Feng replied with a smile, then looked up at Pang Lin, and after a moment of reflection, he asked, "Brother Pang has reached the eighth level of cultivation, right? It seems that he is very confident in himself."

"That's right!" Pang Lin nodded honestly, with a resolute look on his face, "It's definitely no problem to join Wanjue Sect as an errand disciple, but I, Pang Lin, am not interested in this. I must become an outer disciple of Wanjue Sect..."

At this time, good wine and food were constantly served at the table of Mr. Fang San next door.

Ye Feng glanced at it, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Among these bowls of dishes, several of them are made from the bones and flesh of Xuan-level monsters, which are rich in a considerable amount of vitality. This table of food and wine, if sold in the most noble restaurant in the powerful country of Xitang, will cost at least several thousand spirit stones.

The Wan Jue Sect's courtyard provides it for free, which can really be said to be rich and powerful.

The taste should be quite delicious. Mr. Fang San and his four guards immediately feasted on it, and the aroma came from time to time.

"Why haven't our food and wine been served yet?" Ye Feng asked in surprise.

Looking around, it seems that only Mr. Fang San and his table have such treatment.

"Food and wine? Brother Ye, you think too naively. I, Pang Lin, have been sitting here for two days and have only smelled it, but not eaten it."

Anger flashed on the dark face of the honest young man Pang Lin. He stared at the robed steward who was trying to curry favor with the young master who came from nowhere in the distance, and said unwillingly.

"Is there such a thing? Didn't they say that there would be free food and wine before the sect entrance examination?"

"That's what they said, but you can see that the food and wine are provided to the powerful young masters. How can the stewards who look down on us take it to heart for warriors without background like us?" Pang Lin said helplessly.

It's hard to say whether you can enter the Wan Jue Sect as a chores disciple at the seventh or eighth level of the innate realm, let alone eat the food and wine of the monsters in the other courtyard.

If he doesn't provide it to you, what else can you do? Are you going to quarrel with the people in the other courtyard?

In that case, it's not these warriors without background who will suffer, so although Pang Lin is very angry, he can do nothing about it.

Perhaps his complaints were a little louder and were heard by the people at the table next to him, and one of the guards laughed out loud: "The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister, following the third young master, we are also lucky to eat monster meat and drink spiritual fruit wine, unlike some poor warriors who have no money and no strength, who can only smell the taste and swallow saliva, haha..."

"That's... Following the third young master not only eats delicious food and drinks spicy drinks, but also has the care of Elder Fang, and there is no problem passing the assessment. When we go to Wanjue Mountain, we brothers will become members of the holy land. Who dares not give us some face? Some people can only complain... Let them envy and jealous..."

"Third young master, this time you and the eldest and second young masters will definitely become inner disciples. The Fang family has three heroes, and their achievements are remarkable. In the future, they will be famous in the Northern Han... No, famous in the entire Yuanwu Continent!"

He flattered very loudly, and the young man in gorgeous clothes, the third young master Fang, smiled and was very happy. The other guards also flattered and echoed him.

"Hmph... You're so proud of being a lackey, it's really strange!" Pang Lin was already very dissatisfied, and he couldn't help it anymore after hearing this, and turned his head to look down on him.

"What did you say?"

"Fuck, kid, do you want to live? If you have the guts, say it again!"

The face of the third son of Fang darkened, and the four guards immediately surrounded him aggressively.

"What are you afraid of?" Pang Lin, who was full of anger, stood up and smiled coldly, "There are probably not many people in the whole Yuanwu Continent who are as happy as you are as lackeys. You guys are simply four strange flowers..."

"Little bastard, you dare to mock our Fang family, do you know where my son came from?"

"Let me tell you, my son is Fang Wei, the third young master of the Fang family, a great family in the Northern Han Dynasty, and he is extremely talented. This time, he will join hands with the second son Fang Zhen and the eldest son Fang Hao to participate in the Wan Jue Sect assessment, and he will definitely become an inner disciple!"

At this time, the conflict here has attracted the attention of many people, and many people came to watch.

Hearing the guards say this, people familiar with the Fang family in the crowd exclaimed in a low voice: "The Fang family of Northern Han is a great family with a history of thousands of years. I heard that an elder of the Fang family is an elder in the Wan Jue Sect!"

"That's right, and I also heard that Fang Hao, the eldest son of the Fang family, is a martial arts genius that only appears once in a thousand years. He is only nineteen years old, and his cultivation has reached the half-step virtual realm... Tsk tsk, incredible. Fang Wei, the third son of the Fang family, is Fang Hao's younger brother. It can be seen that he is definitely a very talented person."

"Who is the kid who mocked the Fang family? He is dark and you can tell at a glance that he is a fool from the countryside. His cultivation seems to be only the eighth level of innate."

"He is going to be finished. He will probably be beaten to death. The Fang family has the elders as a background. Even if someone is killed in this courtyard, the steward will not care."

"Of course, the steward is too late to curry favor with the Fang family? Hey, he seems to have gone out. Otherwise, I am afraid that the people of the Fang family would not have to do anything, and the dog-eyed guy would throw the kid out."

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Listening to the discussions of the people around him, the Third Young Master of the Fang Family, including his four guards, was even more arrogant, with their noses pointed to the sky.

"Little bastard, kneel down and kowtow to apologize, then get out of here as far as you can. Our Third Young Master is generous and will forgive you this time..."

One of the guards looked at Pang Lin with a proud face and sneered.

A sharp light flashed in Pang Lin's eyes.

If it were somewhere else, he would have attacked such a person without saying a word. Even if these guards and the Third Young Master Fang were more powerful than him, he would never be afraid.

But this is the Wanjue Villa, under the gate of the Wanjue Sect. If he took action rashly, his assessment would be over.

And he had to join the Wanjue Sect to shoulder the expectations of the entire Pang family. Thinking of this, Pang Lin took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Seeing the dark-faced boy on the opposite side remained silent, the guards of the Fang family thought that he was cowardly and afraid. They were shocked by the powerful background and strength of the Fang family and immediately became doubly arrogant.

"Kneel down and kowtow to the Third Young Master."

One of the guards stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and pressed Pang Lin's shoulder directly.