After the ascent failed

Chapter 257 Provocation
When Ye Chunyang returned to his residence, the other handyman disciples all looked at him with fire-breathing eyes.

You don't need to think about it because Nie Xin came to look for it.

"It's too much for God!"

"Such a bewitching and stunningly beautiful woman came to look for him on her own initiative. How can I be embarrassed?"

"This kid must be lucky, otherwise how could such a fairy like him."

Everyone said sourly.

They are also handyman disciples, why don't they have such good fortune!
Ye Chunyang heard everyone's discussions verbatim, and he didn't pay any attention to it, and turned around with Ye Xiaobao and walked into the house.

"slow!"

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him, stopping the two of them.

He was a 26-year-old young man. He was dressed in a spotless white Taoist robe, and his body was extremely clean. It could be seen that he was a person who paid great attention to his appearance.

"Do you have any advice, Your Excellency?" Ye Chunyang raised his head, expressionless.

The name of this young man was Junfeng, and his cultivation had also reached the Dao Foundation Realm. He was originally a direct disciple of an elder. He was sent to work as a handyman because of a mistake, but the time limit was not long. to the peak.

Because of his background, Junfeng always had his eyes set high, bossing around all the handymen, but he didn't expect to find trouble to find Ye Chunyang today.

"I don't have any advice. I heard that an extremely beautiful fairy came to you yesterday and wanted you to introduce him or her so that everyone can get to know each other." Junfeng said proudly.

Ye Chunyang smiled and looked at this person without speaking.

Junfeng's expression darkened.

He saw the sarcasm towards himself from Ye Chunyang's eyes.

A disciple of handyman dared to treat him like this, how could he bear it?

It seems that there is no way to suppress them. These handyman disciples really think that they are as humble as them.

The chill in Junfeng's heart rose to the extreme, and he took a step forward and stared at Ye Chunyang with cold eyes.

But just when Junfeng was about to say something, he heard Ye Chunyang say: "Get lost!"

"What did you say?" Junfeng was taken aback.

When the other handyman disciples heard this, they couldn't help digging out their ears, and looked at Ye Chunyang with the eyes of monsters.

Jun Fenggui is a direct disciple, and his status is more than one class away from them, how dare Ye Chunyang talk to him like this?
"Let you go!"

Ye Chunyang was too lazy to speak again, and let the clone speak directly.

"Ha ha."

A cold look flashed across Junfeng's eyes, but he suddenly laughed.

"My surname is Ye, you probably don't know who I am. Do you think you two can compete with me? Although you two have good cultivation, don't forget that you are just a handyman disciple. With your identities , dare to move a finger of mine?"

Junfeng looked disdainful.

Handyman disciples have no background and low status. Even if they are of the same level of cultivation, they need to salute politely when they see their own disciples. Ye Chunyang dare not oppose him even if he has the courage.

Ye Chunyang frowned.

"How about it, do you dare to do it?"

"If you dare to do something, the deacon of the Spirit Transformation Realm will immediately take you down and punish you for offending your own disciples."

Seeing Ye Chunyang's shocked look, Junfeng was even more satisfied.

"Tell me, what's the name of that beauty, and which peak disciple she is, if you obediently introduce her to me, it will be a good thing, maybe I will reward you with some benefits."

Junfeng showed provocation.

He wished that Ye Chunyang would do something, so that he would have more excuses to suppress him severely.

A group of handyman disciples beside him were silent like cicadas.

No one expected that Ye Chunyang's astonishing words would anger Junfeng, whoever stood with Ye Chunyang would be an enemy of Junfeng.

Junfeng is a personal disciple, and it is too late for everyone to flatter him, so how dare he offend him?

Ye Chunyang sighed softly, unintentionally entangled with an ant, his avatar stepped out immediately, and was about to slap this chattering fly into a pulp.

"It seems that you really want to court death!" Seeing this, Junfeng smiled grimly.

"What are you doing?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the courtyard. A middle-aged man in a red robe and a silver-haired old man walked side by side.

Seeing this middle-aged man in red robes, all the servants suddenly looked serious, and saluted one after another: "Greetings to Deacon Lu."

This person led Ye Chunyang to Lu Zhang in the handyman's courtyard that day.

Seeing the two sides confronting each other in the courtyard, Lu Zhang frowned slightly: "What's going on?"

Although Junfeng was proud, he didn't dare to show any disrespect to Lu Zhang who was in the Spirit Transformation Realm, he hurriedly bowed and said, "If you go back to Deacon Lu, the two juniors don't know what to do. As seniors, I should teach them the rules. I just wanted to point out They're all."

The status of a direct disciple is noble, although Junfeng did not explain what he said, but he knows that Lu Zhang is a smart person, and he will definitely take the initiative to stand by his side.

But what was unexpected was that, instead of defending him, Lu Zhang's face darkened when he heard these words: "Junfeng, although you are a direct disciple, but now you are sent to my handyman's courtyard, you are a handyman's disciple. It’s better to abide by the rules honestly, so as not to be punished more severely, and continue to stay here for three to five years.”

Junfeng froze for a moment, looking at Lu Zhang with incredible eyes.

Although Lu Zhang was a cultivator at the Spirit Transformation Realm, he was only a deacon. When he saw these direct disciples in the past, even if he didn't flatter him, he would never easily offend them, so as not to offend the elder Yifeng behind them.

Compared with this, the mere handyman disciples are even more rubble, and they cannot be seen by the direct disciples.

But today Lu Zhang scolded him coldly because of a handyman disciple, which surprised him a lot.

The silver-haired old man next to him also looked at Lu Zhang in surprise.

He is also a deacon himself, and even in terms of the scope of duties, he has a higher status in the sect than Lu Zhang, but he will not reprimand his direct disciples for some trivial matters.

Based on the silver-haired old man's understanding of Lu Zhang, he was not like this in the past, and his behavior today is really abnormal.

But if you look closely, you don't see anything wrong with it.

After all, no matter how noble the personal disciples are, they are still juniors. As deacons, they always have the right to speak.

Thinking of this, the silver-haired old man turned his eyes coldly, not intending to intervene in the slightest.

"Okay, no matter what you are conflicting with, let's stop here. This deacon has something else to tell you today." Lu Zhang said.

Ye Chunyang had no intention of entanglement, and immediately asked Xiaobao to return.

Others naturally didn't know that Lu Zhang was instinctively afraid of Ye Chunyang because of Ye Chunyang's magic-searching technique, even if his memory of that day was erased, that's why he said what he said just now.

In fact, during this period of time, Lu Zhang often came to inspect the handyman's yard, but every time he saw Ye Chunyang, he left in despair. Ye Chunyang was also happy about this.

Junfeng's face was ugly, but with Lu Zhang's identity and cultivation base, he still had to obey on the surface, but at this time, looking at Ye Chunyang's eyes was full of murderous intent.

Ye Chunyang didn't even look at this person.

It's fine if the other party is sensible and doesn't come to provoke him, but if he wants to die, like this kind of ant, he just slaps him to death directly.

"This is Deacon Ge of the Medicine Garden. Recently, the Medicine Garden is in short supply of manpower. I am here to dispatch some handymen to help. You follow him." Lu Zhang introduced.

"I am Ge Qi, you all come with me!" the silver-haired old man said.

After a simple sentence, he walked out.

All the servants looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to disobey, saluted Lu Zhang one after another, and hurriedly followed.

Junfeng looked as if he had eaten a fly. Although he was a direct disciple, but the punishment period had not yet expired, he could only obediently accept the assignment.

Even if he went to the medicine garden, he would at most do some chores of watering and fertilizing, and with his status, there were many people rushing to do these things for him.

Before leaving, Junfeng turned his head and glanced at Ye Chunyang, with a ferocious look in his eyes.

"Let's just let you live two more days!"

Junfeng said darkly in his heart.

Ye Chunyang ignored the other party at all, and walked out with the crowd.

For him, doing odd jobs is also doing odd jobs wherever he is, there is no difference.

The important thing is to allow him to better hide his identity.

……

Following Ge Qing over several mountain peaks, the group finally came to a huge valley.

This valley has a huge area, and there are exotic flowers and plants all over the place, and there is a strong medicinal fragrance coming from nearby.

Everyone's spirits were revived, and they lowered their heads to look into the valley, only to see that the spiritual fields were separated, and countless spiritual grasses were planted, all of which were rare varieties.

"Here is the medicine garden I sent, you follow me down."

Ge Qing didn't say much, and led the crowd to fly down.

There are many courtyards in the medicine garden for the disciples to live in. Ge Qing allocated the residences for everyone one by one, and then took them away to Lingtian.

He looked a little impatient and didn't give everyone any time to rest.

Along the way, Ye Chunyang found that there were disciples busy in various spiritual fields, most of them were setting up formations to draw spiritual energy to ensure that the spiritual grass could grow safely.

Ye Chunyang looked at it and couldn't help shaking his head secretly.

There is plenty of spiritual energy here, and there are many varieties of spiritual herbs. It is a pity that these disciples lack the cultivation skills, so many of the medicinal properties of the spiritual herbs have been lost. There is nothing abnormal on the surface, but in fact, only two or three out of ten of the medicinal properties remain.

"What a reckless waste!"

Ye Chunyang sighed.

If these spirit herbs were given to him to cultivate, each one would be able to exert [-]% of its medicinal properties, but now they are all inferior products.

"Huh? Why are so many spirit grass withered here?"

At this moment, Ye Chunyang saw that the spiritual grass in many spiritual fields was sluggish, and the spiritual energy was also very thin, to the point of withering.

Ye Chunyang felt a little strange.

The spirit-gathering circles in these spiritual fields are still there. It is said that as long as the magic circles are guaranteed to operate normally, even the lowest-level magic circles can support the growth of spirit grass. Now instead of growing new sprouts, the spiritual energy is lost, which is a bit weird.

But he didn't think much about it, because at this moment Ge Qing was pointing to a place in front of him and said: "The sect has an order to open up [-] more spiritual fields, and you will be responsible for this from now on."

"Within one month, if the development is not completed, each person will be rewarded with thirty spirit whips!"

Everyone's pupils shrank.

What Ge Qing was pointing to was a plain, the size of which was almost no smaller than that of the Outer Sect Dojo, and they were assigned to open up wasteland.

Everyone looked bitter.

Opening up twenty spiritual fields in one month is simply treating them as slaves.

Ge Qing didn't pay any attention to this, and after a cold order, he walked away with a flick of his sleeves.

(End of this chapter)