The most powerful plant system

Chapter 63 Hundred Sects Conference
This warrior is about 20 years old, with a masculine appearance and a unique heavy ruler on his back. Seeing that Ye Feng spoke politely, he replied.

"Recently bandits are running rampant in the Tianyue Mountains. Today, the Hundred Sects Conference will be held at the top of Tanyun Mountain. It has been agreed in advance that all sects and even idle warriors who are willing to join the army of bandits will wear a yellow scarf around their bodies as a status symbol."

Ye Feng rolled his eyes when he heard this, and he dared to believe that this was learning from the Yellow Scarves to increase the sense of collective identity.

No matter who came up with this bad idea, it is likely that they want to integrate the various sects together, and maybe they want to return to the martial arts leader.

"So that's the case. I don't know the eldest brother's surname and name, but what sect and sect does he come from?"

Ye Feng was not familiar with the place where he was born, so he simply established friendship with this warrior and walked up the mountain side by side.

"My surname is Xiao Mingyan, and I have no family or sect." The man said in a deep voice.

"Xiao Yan? Good name, good name!"

Ye Feng clicked his tongue in amazement, and the man who praised him was puzzled.

"Since big brother has no family or sect, why did you come here to stir up this muddy water?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"Hmph, I originally lived in seclusion in the mountains, but I didn't expect the bandits to rob and kill the mountain village near my place a few days ago. I couldn't bear it, so I came to Honolushan to help suppress the bandits."

"You don't know, not a single man, woman, or child in a village is alive, and even babies, newborn babies, have been disembowelled and their bone marrow taken!"

Mentioning this matter, Xiao Yan's eyes were full of murderous intent, and he will never forget the look of that village, men, women and children.

"There is such a heinous act?"

Ye Feng felt awe-inspiring when he heard this, and he plundered the baby's bone marrow, which seemed to be the style of the Demon Sect, and I'm afraid those rogue bandits really had nothing to do with the Demon Sect.

His expression became serious, it seemed that the disaster of the bandits was much more serious than he had imagined.

Ye Feng and Xiao Yan talked while walking, and gradually merged with the crowd, and there were warriors everywhere.

These warriors came from various places in the Tianyue Mountain Range, but none of them knew Ye Feng well, and no one recognized Ye Feng.

This is not surprising, after all, Ye Feng's reputation has not spread far and wide in the past few months, and he has stayed on Lingxiu Peak from the beginning to the end, rarely showing his face in front of people, so that most of the Wuzong people only know his name, and have seen him. Very little of himself.

"Today's Hundred Sects Conference is held, and a Tianyue leader will definitely be elected. Who is most likely to be elected?"

The most talked about among warriors is naturally who is the strongest, and Ye Feng heard many similar topics along the way.

"The abbot of Xiaolin Temple's Wuxiang Zen Saber has always been very good, and he is a monk who is compassionate, so he may have a chance to become the leader of the alliance."

"The strength of the Broken Star Sect was originally second only to the Zhenwu Sect. After the destruction of the Zhenwu Sect, their strength continued to grow, and the master of the Qin Sect was even more convincing."

"In my opinion, the Three-day Sect is not bad. It turned out to be a third-rate Martial Sect. I didn't expect to gain a firm foothold in Honolulu Mountain after the merger. Maybe there will be surprises."

Ye Feng listened with gusto while walking, looking forward to hearing his name.

After all, he is also the master who defeated Yan Nangui, so no one will mention it, right?

"If we only talk about the strongest force in the Tianyue Mountain Range, it should be Ye Feng, the patriarch of the Lingzhi Sect who defeated Yan Nangui."

"Ling Zhizong has been gaining momentum recently. If he attends the conference, he will probably be surrounded by stars."

Ye Feng finally heard the topic about himself, and his brows were a little frightened for a moment, but he didn't expect a cold attack from the side.

"Ye Feng, Ling Zhizong, is just a cowardly and incompetent person!"

This was not said by others, but by his companion Xiao Yan, Ye Feng was very embarrassed now.

When did I offend this hero?He's a little messy.

"The bandits ravaged the Tianyue Mountains. The Lingzhi Sect defeated the Zhenwumen. Now they are the leader of the Tianyue Mountains. They should have led the crowd to suppress the bandits, but many sect masters have repeatedly gone to the Lingxiu Peak to ask for help. I heard that Ye Feng refused. .”

"Kong has a whole body of abilities, but he doesn't uphold justice for all the people in Tianyue Mountains. That Ye Feng is cowardly and incompetent, so let's not mention it!"

Xiao Yan's harsh sentences made Ye Feng's face darken, but it was difficult for him to refute.

It is useless to say more about this position, there is no right or wrong!
"Little brother, what's wrong with you, you look uncomfortable."

After Xiao Yan finished talking with others, seeing Ye Feng's expression was wrong, he couldn't help asking.

"No, it's okay, my kidney hurts."

Ye Feng managed to hold back a sentence.

"Kidney pain is serious at such a young age, little brother, pay attention to your body!" Xiao Yan took it seriously.

"..." Ye Feng was speechless.

When Ye Feng and Xiao Yan arrived at the top of Mount Tanyun, the place was already crowded with a large number of warriors.

They came late, many Wu Zong arrived the night before or even a few days ago.

Right now, the square is crowded with people and it is difficult to see the situation clearly. Ye Feng and Xiao Yan simply climbed a tree and overlooked the center of the square.

At this time, the suzerains of the major Wuzongs are killing chickens and blood, and forming an alliance to suppress bandits.

Ye Feng looked at a large number of warriors. The Hundred Sects Conference was so noisy, if those rogues knew about it, would they send someone to inquire about the information?
You can get up the mountain with a yellow scarf. To be honest, this spy is not difficult at all.

Ye Feng was looking forward to finding a few rogues, and by asking them, he would naturally know what he wanted to know.

Not long after, commotion broke out in the center of the square.

When the bandit suppression alliance was established, the first thing to do was to choose the leader of the alliance. On this matter, the various sects immediately had disputes, and everyone wanted to be the leader of the moon.

"I, Broken Star Sect, are the most powerful in the field. I, Qin Wentian, have the confidence to drive out all the rogues. If the lord of the alliance does not choose me, who will I choose?"

The master of the Broken Star Sect spoke aggressively, and the disciples of the Broken Star Sect immediately responded with loud shouts.

"Amitabha, the Buddha is merciful. He couldn't bear the displacement of the people in the Tianyue Mountains, so he asked the poor monk to save the dying and heal the wounded. The poor monk has no shirkable responsibility. Today, the leader of the alliance must fight for it."

The abbot of Xiaolin Temple looked compassionate, and Ye Feng burst out laughing when he saw that.

This bald donkey is good at pretending, at first he didn't know who betrayed his promise and left Yannan to escape, and later came to curry favor with him.

It seems that there are not many people who eat the abbot of Xiaolin Temple, Xiao Yan who is next to Ye Feng has contempt in his eyes and whispers. "These bald donkeys appear to be mighty and upright, but in fact they are full of male thieves and female prostitutes. They are not as good as my generation..."

Ye Feng didn't hear Xiao Yan's words, and his eyes were completely attracted by the lively Baizong Conference.

After the abbot of Xiaolin Temple, two more suzerains of Wuzong stood up, and a total of four people wanted to compete for the position of the leader.

At worst, these four are masters of eight orifices, and they have the support of a large number of warriors.

"The person with the strongest position as the lord should be, I don't know if this is right? Hee hee hee."

Suddenly, evil laughter sounded, and a man in black wearing a rabbit mask came out from the crowd.

All eyes fell on him, who is this? Could it be that he wants to challenge the four masters?
"Amitabha, the position of leader is naturally for those who are capable. If you want to try, you can give it a try."

The abbot of Xiaolin Temple said magnanimously, and the others were naturally not to be outdone, and nodded in agreement.

"Oh? If that's the case, let's go together, the four of you. I want the leader position."

The rabbit-faced man has a neutral voice, but his words are not moderate at all, and his arrogance is jaw-dropping.

(End of this chapter)