Working for God from Douluo

Ye Fan followed Chen Xin's sword and about an hour later, a city appeared in front of him. There was a huge plaque on it, with a few big words written in conspicuous golden paint, "Seven Treasures Glazed Sect".

Looking down at the Qibao Glazed Sect from above, Ye Fan's eyes were instantly attracted by the landmark building of the Qibao Glazed Sect. It is located in the center of the city, a seven-story pagoda that looks like a treasure pointing to the sky. Under the sunlight, it exudes The seven different colors of light resemble a large version of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

Ye Fan sighed inadvertently: Could this be the simple and unpretentious home of a rich man?

Chen Xin's sword descended slowly and stopped in front of the main entrance of the seven-story pagoda. Ye Fan slowly stepped off the sword and followed Chen Xin into the hall.

The two gatekeeper disciples standing outside the door saluted to Chen Xin one after another. When they were about to address him, he waved his hand to stop the next actions of the two disciples.

Entering the hall, an elegant-looking middle-aged man in white was sitting on the high platform in the hall, bending over his desk and looking at something.

Three feet away from him, there was still sitting an upright man with his eyes closed and a haggard face. Strangely, the old man had no flesh on his face and looked very much like a skull.

The old man seemed to feel something, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.

"You old thing has been gone for so long. Whether you come back or not, I will go out to collect your body!"

Following the old man's words, the middle-aged man at the desk also raised his head, looked at Chen Xin and said respectfully: "Uncle Jian, you are back."

Chen Xin nodded to the middle-aged man and retorted: "You old fool, you must have died before me. Look at the skeleton all over your body, without any flesh at all!"

well! This is truly a wonderful pair.

Just as the old man was about to retort, Chen Xin blocked his words, "You old man, stop talking. I have something important to talk to Feng Zhi."

Seeing this, the old man became calm, and Ning Fengzhi asked: "Uncle Jian, it's okay for you to tell me what you have to say."

"Fengzhi, I found a disciple when I went out this time. I want him to join the sect, isn't that possible?"

"The person who can be attracted by Uncle Jian must have similar talent. Our sect is short of people, how can we miss such a talent."

"Disciple, come out and pay homage to the sect master." Chen Xin said with his hands behind his hands.

As soon as Chen Xin finished speaking, Ye Fan walked out from behind him, bent down and bowed to Ning Fengzhi on the high platform, "Meet the sect leader!".

Ning Fengzhi got up from the sofa, walked to Mark's side, and helped him up. When he saw Ye Fan's face, he was stunned.

This is not the boy that Bibi Dong is looking for across the continent. Why did he come back with Uncle Jian? Could it be that Wuhun Palace is secretly making plans? No, if Wuhun Palace wants to lay out the plan, he shouldn't send someone I know!

For a moment, Ning Fengzhi's mind was filled with questions. I heard that this young man was murdered. Could it be that he was saved by Uncle Jian and forgot his identity? Maybe the young man in front of me just looks similar to that person.

Not wanting to lose his talent, Ning Fengzhi tentatively asked, "Young man, do you know Bibi Dong?"

"Bibi Dong?" The name Ye Fan sounded so familiar, but he couldn't remember it. "Although this name sounds familiar, I probably don't recognize it."

Unknown to him, Ning Fengzhi took out a carved mask from there and said: "Young man, remember to wear this mask when you leave the sect!"

Although Ye Fan didn't know why, the clan wanted him to be like this. But after all, he had to survive under other people's influence as a queen, so he didn't ask too many questions.

"Ok."

Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed to see this, "Young man, if you have any difficulties in the future, just tell me. If it is within my ability, I, Ning Fengzhi, promise to be close and try my best to help you achieve it!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fan immediately felt that he had followed the right person this time. When the other person didn't know his strength, he dared to make such a promise. This also indirectly showed that the middle-aged man in front of him was a lover. Talented people.

This is the old man who has been silent for a long time. He speaks: "Boy, don't follow this old guy. There is no future with him. Follow me and your potential will be infinitely magnified. Do you want to consider me?"

Damn, if you want to be more showy, poaching people online is okay.

Ye Fan rejected the old man's kindness with a backhand, "I'm sorry, senior, I have already performed the apprenticeship ceremony for Mr. Jian."

"Old Bones, you didn't expect that my people will never be your people!" After saying this, he made a face like a child.

Seriously, these two guys are definitely a living treasure.

In this way, Ye Fan joined the Qibao Glazed Sect without any resistance.

Ye Fan, led by the disciples in the sect, came to his room, which should not be a house.

Opening the special red snow courtyard door, a two-story villa appeared in front of Ye Fan, as well as a very spacious courtyard.

Ye Fan backed away from the door of the double-story villa. At this time, he only had four words in his heart, "The trench is inhumane!"

The room is simple, but not simple. On the ground is the soothing wood, which has a soothing effect. I don’t know how popular this thing is outside. It can be said that it is a cut of the soothing wood that is as big as a palm, and it can be used outside. The price is astronomical.

Ye Fan estimated the area of ​​​​the room with his eyes. It was not 600 square meters, but also 400 square meters, but Anshenmu was all over the room. There were rooms here and there, it was like a gold mine. There is no need to introduce other items.

"No, everyone in your sect lives in such a house?" Ye Fan asked the disciple who was leading the way in confusion.

The disciple didn't feel surprised when he was asked, but he looked like he was not surprised at all, "Oh, it's actually a little bit different, but the difference is not too big."

Ye Fan, I didn’t know until today that the lives of rich people are so simple and unpretentious, and being rich is so beautiful.

In this way, Ye Fan settled down here.

(PS: Let me clarify here why the protagonist is so weak in the early stage.)

(The protagonist at the beginning is a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, which has just transformed into a human form. If the protagonist is too strong at this time, it will cause unnecessary trouble and the attention of big shots.

At this time, there are no overly strong soul skills, no overly strong backers, and no overly strong combat experience.

The above problems briefly lead to the reason why the protagonist is relatively weak in the early stage.

In the later period, the protagonist has a strong enough backing, I believe some book friends will see him differently. )