Fantasy: My Handyman Disciple Cheng Zongmen Patron Saint

Lin Yichen and Feng Jingyi had already returned to the gate of Tianyan Sect.

"Jingyi, I see you were a little unhappy along the way, did something happen?"

Hearing Master's question, Feng Jingyi shook her head and said gratefully: "I'm not unhappy, just a little ashamed."

"Ashamed?" Lin Yichen was puzzled.

"Yeah, thanks to Master's Nine Heavens Pill, my cultivation quickly broke through to the Golden Core Realm and entered the Dao."

"Jing Yi originally thought that she could narrow the gap with Master..."

"But the strength shown by the master in Cangyanzong made Jing Yi understand that the gap between Jing Yi and the master has not narrowed, but has widened."

"As a disciple, Jing Yi is a little ashamed and has failed Master's expectations."

Lin Yichen smiled and said, "So you are unhappy because of this?"

Feng Jingyi showed hesitation, and then thought for a while before saying: "Jingyi just wants to improve her strength as soon as possible, and doesn't want to hold back Master..."

"I just hope that... someday, we can go hand in hand."

Lin Yichen smiled, thinking that I have the epiphany system, but you don't have it, so how can you catch up with me?

"I am your master. If we are about the same strength, then am I not qualified to be your master?"

Feng Jingyi blurted out: "It's not that the master-student relationship is better!"

"What?" Lin Yichen was taken aback.

Feng Jingyi's face suddenly became hot, and she explained bravely: "What Jingyi means is that the relationship between the two of us is not based on the premise of strength, no matter what, Jingyi treats you as...as the closest person. "

Seeing that Feng Jingyi's words were a little strange, Lin Yichen gave her a strange look.

But seeing her look a little shy, it was different from usual.

What's wrong with this girl's family, is she sick?

Lin Yichen didn't quite understand his daughter's thoughts, and almost wanted to tell her: If you are sick, drink more hot water.

But thinking about Feng Jing Yinai's cultivation base at the Golden Core Realm, it is impossible for her to suffer from common diseases such as fever and cough.

While talking, he felt a familiar wave of spiritual energy in front of him, and said with a smile: "The elder deacon is really enthusiastic, he is here to welcome you, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, Feng Jingyi saw him flash away and disappeared.

Master, your heart is always erratic like your person, it is really hard for Jing Yi to see through you.

Sometimes like a strong man, domineering and cold, sometimes like a boy, warm and gentle.

Feng Jingyi thought about it and sighed.

Afterwards, the elder deacon had appeared before her eyes.

"Saint, you're finally back!" the elder deacon said excitedly.

Feng Jingyi asked: "Elder Deacon, do you have anything to do with Jingyi?"

The deacon elder smiled and said: "Haha, to be honest, there is nothing wrong, but thanks to you personally, I solved my big problem."

It turned out that Ouyang's family took the initiative to adjust the purchase price of medicinal materials these few days, which was [-]% cheaper than before.

Moreover, the Ouyang family also refunded all the money from the previous price increase, and even Ouyang Zhen, the head of the Ouyang family, came to the door to apologize.

The elder deacon was still in the dark, but after asking, he found out that it was Feng Jingyi's doing.

The high price of medicinal materials was a thorny problem for the deacon elders before, but now it has been solved smoothly, the sword-holding elders are very happy, and they are very grateful to Feng Jingyi.

"All of this is due to the Supreme Elder, Jing Yi is just accompanying him for a trip."

The deacon elder smiled and said: "Even if this matter really depends on the Supreme Elder, he must have done it himself because of your reasons, so don't be too modest."

Feng Jingyi's face flushed, somehow, she felt that she liked to hear what the elder deacon said.

"I have already ordered the handyman disciples to clean your other garden carefully. You are exhausted, go back and rest."

"Thank you Deacon Elder."

The two just turned around and were about to go back to Tianyan Sect, but at the same time, they sensed several auras behind them approaching from far away, heading straight for the mountain gate.

They turned around and saw that four young men had come in front of them, and stopped in their tracks.

Seeing the deacon elders, they immediately knelt down and kowtowed.

The elder deacon was slightly surprised, he could recognize that these four people were the four sons of the four major families in the south.

Seeing that they were all depressed at this time, they seemed to be seriously injured.

In addition, his clothes were torn, his hair was disheveled, and his body was covered in blood.

"Four young masters, what's the matter?" the elder deacon asked quickly.

He knew that the four major families in the south had attached themselves to the Tianyan Sect for many years and lived a peaceful and prosperous life. How often had he seen them like this.

Something must have happened now!
One of the older ones said: "The deacon elder, Chen Kun, the eldest son of the Chen family in the lower south, has urgent matters to see the suzerain."

The deacon elder said: "The suzerain is in retreat for the Taoist orthodox grand competition in a year's time. This sect is temporarily presided over by the elder holding the sword. I will take you to see him."

He distributed a healing pill to each of the four to help them relieve their injuries, and then took them to the main hall of Tianyanzong.

The three elders and the saintess have arrived at this time.

The four sons knelt down one after another, crying repeatedly: "I beg you all to save my father!"

The leading elder holding the sword helped them up one by one and asked, "What's going on?"

Only then did the four tell the story of the hardships suffered by the four major families.

Three days ago, the four major families received a black feather almost at the same time.

They recognized that this was the token of Yinpeng Mozun, a master of the Demon Sect's loose cultivators.

It turns out that 100 years ago, Yang Tian, ​​the suzerain of Tianyan Sect, together with the four major families, once joined forces to suppress Demon Lord Yinpeng.

Yang Tian directly blasted Demon Lord Yinpeng's dantian with his fist, causing his cultivation base to collapse.

But Yinpeng Demon Venerable finally escaped by relying on the remaining strange body skills, and has been silent for hundreds of years.

Everyone thought that he had died somewhere in the remotest corners of the earth, but they didn't expect that now they received his token.

Demon Lord Yinpeng came back to seek revenge.

The four major families are all in the south, not far away, and immediately led the elite soldiers and generals in the family to gather for discussion.

The meeting place is on the Chen Family Mansion.

On that day, the patriarchs of the four major families gathered together, and the four sons also accompanied them to participate, and there were even many masters from the four major families.

Everyone then discussed the countermeasures.

Master Chen said: "Old monster Yinpeng dared to send tokens to our four families. He obviously wanted to seek revenge from us. What do you guys think?"

Yinpeng Mozun is his own honorific title, and as opponents, they naturally scorned him as Yinpeng old monster.

Patriarch Wang frowned and murmured: "Back then he was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm, but now he dares to come back to seek revenge on us, I'm afraid his cultivation will be greatly improved."

Patriarch Hua said: "Back then, his cultivation was abolished by Sect Master Yang, and it is not so easy to recover, and our cultivation has also improved. Now the four of us have entered the Golden Core Realm, let alone the younger generation of the family. There are also many good players in the middle, and we are not bound to lose."

The head of the Shangguan family said coldly: "If he dares to come, our four families will fight with him. I don't believe that there are so many of us, and I am afraid that he is a demon sect casual cultivator."

"That's right, fight him!"

The four big families gathered together, with strong soldiers and horses, and a large number of people, suddenly full of confidence, they shouted one after another.

Amidst the noise, a very sharp voice suddenly sounded.

His voice was not loud, but it was as if he was speaking in the ears of everyone, so that everyone could hear him clearly.