I'm just a swineherd, not a beastmaster.

Yuan Feng was sent out of the Tower of Zhengxin just like that.

It was deserted outside the tower, and he was the only one standing blankly in the open space in front of the tower.

"When people leave, the tea gets cold..." Yuan Feng shook his head and walked out.

He hasn't even left yet, and he hasn't even sent a beautiful disciple to see him off.

The beautiful lady just now didn’t want to come, but a woman would be fine too.

Yuan Feng is not picky and can only say that he is disappointed with the behavior of the Red Sail Beast Sect.

I don’t know how far the way home is. Since the people from the Red Sail Beast Sect are unwilling to take me back, I can only walk back.

Fortunately, I was careful before going out and put on the boots and magic tools I bought in the city, so I could run briskly and with less effort.

Half a quarter of an hour after Yuan Feng left.

Li Luyao looked at the Heart-Signing Tower and shook her head helplessly: "I said I couldn't come out so soon, but the Sect Master insisted that I come over to greet him now. This Heart-Signing Tower is so scary, and even if I can succeed, it's still too early for me to come out."

After complaining, she didn't plan to leave. There was still a lot of time left before the incense stick of time came, and she was also afraid that Yuan Feng would come out early and she would not be able to greet him immediately.

Li Luyao sat on the steps bored.

Wait, sir. If you can climb up, you will come out soon. If you can't, you will be able to come out soon, but you will have to lie down.

She wanted to wait, but she would never get to wait. Yuan Feng was gone, and she could never wait for Potian to see Yuan Feng come out.

……

Yuan Feng walked all the way to the gate of the Red Sail Beast Sect.

Coming out from the depths, more and more disciples were walking on the road.

Everyone who saw him bowed their heads politely and said, "Greetings, Senior Brother."

This was a mistake, as he was considered to be a senior fellow of the sect.

Although Yuan Feng was dressed poorly, in the eyes of others, he looked unrestrained and free and easy.

After all, in the Red Sail Beast Sect, if you don't have some strength and status, you dare not not wear the sect's uniform.

What's more, Yuan Feng had just walked out of the sect's forbidden area, so the disciples felt that he had a high status.

At first Yuan Feng would explain that he was a guest and not their senior brother.

But as he met more and more disciples, he was too lazy to explain to them one by one.

He is going home, and if I explain everything one by one, I am afraid it will take until next year.

Whenever he saw someone greeting him, he would just nod in response and then quickly leave.

Seeing him so impetuous, the disciples on the road thought that this senior brother was cold and arrogant and difficult to get along with, so they greeted him more attentively, for fear of offending him.

Yuan Feng's journey was relatively smooth and he was about to leave the Red Sail Beast Sect, but he was stopped by a young disciple halfway.

The young disciple still has a childish look on his face. People like him are as fearless as a newborn calf.

When other disciples saw their arrogant senior brother, they tried to avoid him, but he approached him instead.

"Hail, Senior Brother."

Yuan Feng nodded in response and turned aside to leave, but the young disciple moved to block his way.

"Wait a minute, Senior Brother, can I ask you something?"

"Ok?"

The young disciple just thought that he agreed.

"I heard that a teacher is giving a class here. I don't know if it has finished yet. I also want to go and be influenced by him."

"gentlemen?"

Are you talking about me?

Yuan Feng's heart skipped a beat. He had finally managed to fool the person into thinking so, and he didn't want to bring it up again.

"I don't know. I'm not sure. Don't ask me. I was just climbing the tower. I don't know anything."

"So Senior Brother didn't know either. I thought we were the only outer disciples who didn't receive the news. By the way, did Senior Brother climb the Tower of Enlightenment?"

"Are there any other towers in this sect?"

The young disciple suddenly felt terrified and said, "I was stupid. Our sect only has the Heart-Signing Tower."

Yuan Feng's question was a question, but the young disciple misunderstood it as a rhetorical question.

"Brother, have you climbed up? I heard that the Tower of Enlightenment is very difficult to climb. Even the top disciple of the inner sect can only climb to the eighth floor and cannot go up any higher."

"Brother, are you the number one in the inner sect?"

"No, I didn't go up. Do you have anything else to ask? If not, I'm leaving." Yuan Feng didn't dare to say that he had gone up, otherwise the other party would definitely ask him about the scenery up there.

"Gone."

"Goodbye."

Yuan Feng turned sideways and left.

The young disciple followed up.

"Brother, where are we going?"

"Go down the mountain."

"Brother, you are going down the mountain now. Aren't you going to watch the sect competition? It's going to be very lively."

Yuan Feng's steps suddenly stopped, and the young disciple almost bumped into him.

"Hey, Brother, what's wrong? Why did you suddenly stop? Aren't you going down the mountain?"

"What's your name? Why are you asking so many questions?"

"I didn't scream."

"I'm asking what your name is?"

"Brother, you asked me my name. My name is Zhou Wen, and I am an outer disciple of Lingcao Hall."

"Zhou Wen, right? I'll remember you. As your senior brother, I'll teach you the secret of cultivation. Are you willing to listen?" Yuan Feng patted his shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

"My senior brother taught me, so of course I am willing to do it."

"So, have you learned the mind method?"

"I learned it. I learned the Qi Condensation Technique."

"It's good that you've learned it. From now on, shut up, find a place where no one is around, and silently recite the Qi Condensation Technique a hundred times. It will be of great benefit to your practice."

"Really? But isn't a hundred times too much?"

"Not much. I also learned the Qi Condensation Technique just like you. I recite it silently a thousand times a day, not less than once."

"So the inner sect also learns the Qi Condensation Technique, but why did I hear that the Qi Condensation Technique is a low-level technique?"

"You can't trust me?"

"I believe it, I believe it!"

"Why don't you go quickly then?"

"Oh……"

After answering, Zhou Wen ran away happily.

Yuan Feng's world is finally peaceful.

He didn't know whether there was any benefit in silently reciting the Qi Condensation Technique a hundred times, but it would be beneficial for Zhou Wen to avoid being beaten in the future.

He asked so many questions, and although Yuan Feng was considered to be good-tempered, he was still annoyed by his questions. If he met someone with a bad temper, a beating would be the lightest punishment.

After sending the young disciple away, Yuan Feng walked out again.

After walking for a while, this time he stopped on his own initiative.

The arena not far away was surrounded by people and was very noisy, as if it was the sect competition that Zhou Wen had mentioned just now.

Yuan Feng looked at the sky, then looked at the people.

It just so happened that I didn't know the way home, and there were so many people there, so I might as well ask for directions and watch the competition at the same time.

Since he started practicing, he has been working in isolation, which will not be beneficial in the long run.

See how others fight and learn some experience.

There are three arenas where competitions are taking place at the same time.

The stage was filled with young disciples, all of them full of energy.

After a short while, Yuan Feng saw a lot of things.

There are fighting of magic, drawing of talismans, boxing fights, sword dancing, and the use of all kinds of strange magical instruments.

The most watched scene is the fight between spirit beasts. As expected of the Beast Sect, all kinds of spirit beasts seem to be the protagonists on the stage.

As he watched, Yuan Feng's eyes were attracted by a pair of disciples on the far left who were performing spells.

They each had a fireball and fired it at each other, one after another, the two of them shooting at each other, evenly matched.

It seems that their realms are similar, otherwise the stalemate would not be able to continue.

Their realms are similar, and they are using the same spells. In the end, it all comes down to how much spiritual energy they have in their dantian.

"Both brothers are indeed masters of the sixth level of Qi Refining. Using the Fireball Technique is as easy as spitting."

"That's nothing. Senior Brother Lin is not good at fireballs. If he uses other special skills, Senior Brother Tian will not be his opponent at all."

"Bullshit, Senior Brother Tian is the one who didn't use his special skills. Senior Brother Tian should be the winner."

……

Yuan Feng had no intention of caring about other people's quarrels. His attention was on the sixth level of Qi Refining mentioned earlier.

Wasn't he at level six before he entered the tower?

He has always known that he has more spiritual energy in his body than other cultivators of the same level, but he doesn't know how much more.

Now we have a reference. The two people in the stands can cast a few fireballs as a standard to know the specific amount of our spiritual energy.

So he began to count patiently.

The fight on the stage was slowly coming to an end, and the fireballs of both sides were getting smaller and smaller.