Chapter 741

"Yes!"

Deng Yifei spared no words.

"Deacon song asked you to go there immediately. He wants to see you!"

"What is it?"

"I don't know!" The servant said, "the Deacon just asked me to take you there."

"Yes!"

Deng Yifei nodded coldly.

He didn't know any deacon song, but he didn't think anyone dared to pretend to be a deacon in Tianyun sect.

Following the servant, Deng Yifei came to the task hall on Yunhai peak, and then the servant took him in through the right side door. Not long after, he saw a thin, middle-aged warrior with a goatee.

The servant whispered, "deacon, Deng Yifei has brought it!"

"OK, you go down!"

After the servant left, Deacon song looked at Deng Yifei with two eyes and asked, "do you know why I want to see you?"

"I don't know!"

"More than two months ago, did you work in Shangjiu city?"

"Yes!" Deng Yifei nodded.

"You not only voluntarily quit the mission, but also remind those refugees to leave?" Deacon song frowned and asked.

"Yes!"

"Can you tell me why?"

"I can't bear to fight against those refugees and watch them die!"

Deacon song nodded and said, "in fact, Shang Jiucheng didn't intend to investigate your responsibility, they just mentioned a sentence by the way!"

Seeing that Deng Yifei had no expression on his face, Deacon song could only continue to say, "fortunately, you are smart. Just saying that Shang Jiucheng wants to exterminate the mob may affect them. Otherwise, once Shang Jiucheng is responsible for you, our tianyunmen may not be able to protect you. After all, you are just an outside disciple!"

"Now that I've done it, I'm not afraid to take responsibility. I'm prepared!"

"I checked your information, and your talent is really good!" After praising Deng Yifei a little, the expression on the Deacon song's face quickly converged. He said sternly in a warning tone: "but I hope you have the consciousness of being a martial artist. As a martial artist, you shouldn't have too much pity in your heart, and you don't need too much sympathy. Too much pity and sympathy will only harm you, understand?"

"But deacon, I don't think so!"

The warning tone of Deacon song failed to scare Deng Yifei.

Deng Yifei continued, "I think the stronger the martial artist is, the more compassionate he should be, the more compassionate he should be, help the weak, eradicate the villains, and let more ordinary people live and work in peace and contentment, because the stronger the strength, the greater the responsibility!"

Deng Yifei's words are absolutely heartfelt. If there were masters willing to kill all the people in the evil wolf stronghold, would that happen in their village?

Deacon song never dreamed that his words would be refuted by a 13-year-old Ningqi realm disciple.

At the long table in front of him, he shouted, "are you questioning me?"

The long table was divided by him!

At this time, Chen Hao in the Red Blood Sword said in Deng Yifei's ear, "see, see, some martial artists who think they are superior are like this. They can't reason with you, and they want to threaten you!"

"Deacon, I'm not questioning your words. You have your views and I have my standards!" Deng Yifei clenched his teeth and said, "implement the faith of life!"

Looking at Deng Yifei's stubborn and firm eyes, Deacon song's anger dissipated a lot.

Judging only from his eyes, Deacon song knew that Deng Yifei did not lie, which was indeed his belief!

Those who have firm faith are worthy of respect.

And after all, Deng Yifei is his younger generation, so angry at a younger generation, Deacon song also felt that he was making a mountain out of a molehill.

But after all, his face was a little hung up, and he could only wave it. He said unhappily, "forget it, you go down!"

Deng Yifei saluted deacon song and then stepped back slowly. He walked to the door, and the servant was still waiting for him.

"I'll take you out. Outside disciples are not allowed to enter here!" The servant bowed and said.

"Thank you!"

Approaching the mission hall, the servant who led the way in front said, "Sir, I just heard what you said!"

"Why, do you think I'm wrong?"

"No, I think you are a respected warrior!"

When Deng Yifei stepped into the threshold of the last door, he looked back at a servant who stood quietly with his head bowed.

Deng Yifei entered the task hall, which was still noisy. Many outside disciples gathered in twos and threes, staring at the task on the big blackboard and discussing what fiercely.

Deng Yifei didn't leave. His eyes searched the blackboard for a task suitable for him.

He doesn't care about the task reward. The task can't be too complicated or too time-consuming. It's best to stay away from the clan. As last time, it's best to leave for two or three months!

In the past month, Deng Yifei listened carefully to the explanations of inner disciples and deacons and adults, and he has learned almost!

What he needs now is to improve his cultivation and strength!

Staying in the sect, he not only failed to meet the task requirements of the red blood holy sword, but also his strength will be gradually surpassed by other peers!

At midnight, a crescent moon hung in the sky.

At the moment, there are almost no lights in Quxia city except for specific areas.

Especially in Quxia City, the West City, where most civilians live, is dark and silent. Only occasionally after half an hour, the footsteps of the city guard can be heard.

Because this is not a rich area, nor is it a special period, and the city guard is not diligent in patrolling.

Deng Yifei lay on the roof of a high-rise building in the west of Xicheng District, holding his breath, scanning all the streets nearby with sharp eyes, and listening carefully to all the wind and grass.

Three years later, Deng Yifei is 16 years old, and his body has also been raised by 1.9 meters, which is also tall among martial artists.

His body is not big and strong, but what is wrapped under the tianyunmen uniform is strong muscles.

Chen Hao believes that Deng Yifei should be the kind of man who looks thin when dressed and fleshy when undressed.

Over the past three years, Deng Yifei's strength has grown steadily, from the peak of condensate gas realm, across the gas sea realm, to the late stage of Zhenyuan realm, close to the peak level of Zhenyuan realm.

The promotion speed is a little slow, but Chen Hao can reluctantly accept it. Deng Yifei is not lazy, but a little diligent. In the past three years, he has stayed outside for a long time to perform tasks, and many villains have died in his hands, but his strength is somewhat mixed.

As for why Deng Yifei lies on this tall building, the reason is very simple. He is waiting for a mortal enemy.

Chen Hao admired Deng Yifei's patience. For the sake of a villain in Zhenyuan realm, he actually lay on the floor of this building, didn't eat or drink, didn't sleep, and waited for five days and five nights!