Piao Tian Wenxue    Although the old village chief is not young, his voice is still loud. His roar suddenly alarmed the entire village.

Spirit Master, there is a spiritual master coming soon...

The next moment, the whole village started to make noise like a pot of boiling water uncovered.

This is a world where spiritual paths are respected, in which spiritual masters have always been the most respected existence.

In the history of Sanxia Village, only one spiritual master has visited. That is Master Zhang Mingyun, who once came when he poured the spiritual sword for Yinglide.

That time, everyone was extremely excited and witnessed the magical powers and skills displayed by the spiritual master when he was pouring the spirit.

However, Zhang Mingyun came alone that time and did not cause much sensation.

But it's different at this moment. The spirit master who can be escorted by this huge convoy must be a big shot.

Didn't you see even Win Lied running to arrange it? It shows how noble that big shot is.

Although Ying Lied's strength is only extraordinary, even in this convoy, he is still a small person who cannot rank. But he is a member of Sanxia Village after all, and he is also recognized as the best in Sanxia Village.

So when he came to arrange it himself, it immediately caused sensation and speculation among everyone.

On the carriage, Ying Chengfeng disturbed his scalp and said, "Master, the second uncle has already arranged it. The whole village is preparing to welcome you... Oh, and Mr. Wu's grand journey is here."

A smile appeared on Feng Kuang's lips. I guess Mr. Wu's expression would be very depressed at this moment.

The two words "Old Wu" that Ying Chengfeng brought in the end were definitely careless, and it was clearly regarded as an insignificant addiction.

However, although he was relieved, he could never express his agreement verbally. He coughed lightly and Feng Kuang said in a deep voice: "Chengfeng, you are wrong. They are not welcoming Mr. Wu and me."

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned and said, "Who else is worthy of their solemn welcome besides you and Mr. Wu?"

Feng Kuang smiled slightly and pointed at him. He said, "Of course...you."

"I." Ying Chengfeng blinked his eyes twice and immediately understood the reason.

It is estimated that Ying Lied and others treated him as the top scholar.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Second is really...oh, this is not possible." He lifted the curtain and was about to go out.

However, one hand pressed his shoulder first.

Although Feng Kuang's body did not look strong, it seemed to have the power of Mount Tai in his hand. With this press, Ying Chengfeng suddenly moved.

"Master, why do you want to stop me?" Ying Chengfeng knew that he could not get rid of it, so he was too lazy to move, and just asked in confusion.

Feng Kuang gently stroked his long beard and said, "Carrying the wind and winning the title of spiritual master is the most glorious moment in our lives. Hehe, such a powerful man appeared in your village. If they don't let them vent their happiness, how could they give up?"

Ying Chengfeng was slightly stunned. He smiled bitterly and said, "Disciple understand, thank you for your advice."

In the past life, if someone was admitted to a good school or a good unit, he would call his friends to celebrate, and the man's parents even held a big banquet, hoping that everyone in the world would know what their children had achieved.

Nowadays, everyone in Sanxia Village has the same mentality, and in comparison, Ying Chengfeng won the title of spiritual master far more important than those things. Even if it is a little lively, it is not an exaggeration.

Feng Kuang nodded with a smile and said, "You figured it out."

Ying Chengfeng responded and said, "Disciple has figured it out. After this time, the surrounding villages will also know that there is an additional spiritual master in our Three Gorges Village, and the village's status in the nearby area will be greatly improved." He paused and smiled and said, "At least there will be no evil neighbors."

Three Gorges Village was quite weak before Yinglid's strong rise. It was the most common thing to be bullied by a village where there was no high-level warrior.

However, when Yinglid became a disciple of the Qidao Sect and began to emerge, Sanxia Village became increasingly famous among the nearby villages.

However, there are also high-level samurai in those villages, and there are a few who are even the peak samurai of the tenth level of true qi. Although they have no chance of becoming warriors in their lives, as long as there are such people, they have enough deterrent power.

However, as long as Sanxia Village releases the news that Ying Chengfeng becomes a spiritual master, the village will become the unique big brother in this area.

How can those villages that don’t even have martial arts masters fight against villages that have spiritual masters?

Through the car window, Ying Chengfeng looked at the laughing and cheerful people in the village, feeling a little.

Feng Kuang's eyebrows raised slightly, and he nodded slowly.

To be honest, he never expected that Ying Chengfeng could see through this.

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The people in the village worked together and soon prepared the incense table.

Although many people were a little dissatisfied with the old patriarch's arbitrary behavior, when they thought that the incense table was greeted by a powerful spiritual master, they stopped talking.

Feng Kuang waited for a moment and said slowly: "Go."

The carriage that was originally parked halfway outside the village started again and soon arrived at the entrance of the village.

The old patriarch stretched out his hand and pressed it down for a moment, and everyone suddenly became quiet.

Feng Kuang pushed Ying Chengfeng and said, "Okay, go and accept the cheers from fellow villagers."

Ying Chengfeng smiled shyly. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, as if he was a little embarrassed, but he still pushed open the car door and took a step out.

Of all the carriages, only one door opened and one person walked out.

Suddenly, all the villagers' eyes were attracted by this person.

However, when they saw clearly who this was, they couldn't help but exclaim.

"Chengfeng, how could it be him..."

"Ride the wind..."

"No, can he..."

Ying Chengfeng smiled and looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces. He felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

The old patriarch quickly stepped forward and shouted: "Dear fellow villagers, I announced something to you." He came to Ying Chengfeng and said with excitement: "Ying Chengfeng has won the title of spiritual master and has become a formal spiritual master. From then on, our Sanxia Village will also have his own spiritual master."

"Wow……"

Although it was expected, when the news was announced from the old patriarch, it still caused countless people to scream and howl.

This news was so shocking. It was so intense that everyone was at a loss.

Ying Chengfeng, this little guy who was only sixteen years old, had just left the village and entered the Qidao Sect to practice for less than a year. But when he returned again, he had already transformed into a powerful spiritual master.

It's like an ugly duckling turning into a swan, which is incredible.

Especially those disciples of Ying Lied, their eyes were filled with horror and disbelief when they looked at Ying Chengfeng.

They and Ying Chengfeng are brothers of the same sect, and they witnessed the dilemma of Ying Chengfeng being trapped in the true qi for several years. So the expression on their faces is truly wonderful at this moment. Especially when they think of the tense relationship between the same sect in the past, they regret it all the time.

If time could go back, they would definitely do everything possible to flatter the young master.

Ying Chengfeng's face always had a faint smile. Combined with the unique clothing and identity of the spiritual master on him, his image suddenly became taller in everyone's eyes, and the doubt in his heart gradually disappeared.

Ying Lied stepped forward, stood next to Ying Chengfeng's other side, and said aloud: "Everyone, Chengfeng has indeed won the title of spiritual master, and our Sanxia Village also has his own spiritual master."

This time, no one hesitated anymore. Anyone who had never had a conflict with Ying Chengfeng had the strongest cheers broke out.

Although there were some ordinary people present without true energy, when so many people's voices gathered together, the sounds that burst out were still deafening.

Although the old patriarch had a high prestige in the village, he was not a warrior after all, so everyone naturally had some doubts about his words. But Yinglid was different. When he confessed, the whole village suddenly felt like thunder.

Ying Chengfeng smiled and looked around his eyes. His eyes suddenly lit up.

With a flash of his body, he had already rushed into the crowd. Once the ghost figure was used, it was like a ghost. Not to mention these ordinary people, even Yinglid's eyes could not keep up with his footsteps.

He sighed in his heart. This child not only has outstanding talents in spiritual paths, but also has no bad talents in martial arts.

It was a pity that the years when his true qi cultivation stagnated in the early years were wasted.

Ying Chengfeng suddenly stood still and said, "Dad, mom, you are here too."

In front of him was Ying Lixin and his wife. At this time, they both looked inexplicably excited, even three points higher than the others.

Ying Chengfeng once had a serious illness in order to cultivate his true qi, and that serious illness almost killed him.

But unexpectedly, in just over a year, Ying Chengfeng was reborn and became a spiritual master who was more noble than a martial artist.

Wanting your child to be successful is what every parent expects most.

However, when children really become dragons and phoenixes, they are also the most exciting people.

"Chefeng, okay, you have not disappointed our expectations." Ying Lixin focused his head and said incoherently: "Thank you, uncle."

In his opinion, if Ying Lied had not trained with all his strength, there would have been Ying Chengfeng's current achievements.

Yinglid's face turned slightly red. Even if he was a hundred times thicker, he would not dare to pull this credit on his body.

"Brother, this is Chengfeng's own efforts and it has nothing to do with me."

Ying Lixin waved his hands repeatedly and said, "How can we forget the grace of enlightenment?"

Indeed, if Ying Lied had not brought Ying Chengfeng into the martial arts hall, then he would not have been able to come into contact with this colorful martial arts spiritual world, and he would not have had the opportunity to become a spiritual master.

Yinglid shook his head and was about to speak when he heard a rather old voice.

"These two are Chengfeng's parents."

ps: Ying Chengfeng returned home in glory, and Baihe also wanted it.

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