Although these dozen Emei disciples did not find the bloody figure in the valley below, their every move, every word, and even the emotional fluctuations in their hearts had long fallen into Lin Feng's eyes. Such an interesting breakthrough point could not be let go.

No matter what world it is, it is impossible to treat everyone equally. Once the level distinction arises, jealousy will be born. Although these Emei Mountain Patrol disciples are almost the grassroots existence in the sect, they can embark on the path of immortality and be selected by Emei. Any one of them will be willing to fall into mediocrity, but they have worked hard to achieve success. In front of the head of the sect who was born with a golden spoon, they are nothing at all.

Now Ye Zhuo reminded Lin Feng of Cang Jie, who was deceived by the Red Corpse Demon Lord. He was also a civilian, had no background, had inhuman perseverance, and had to invest ten times and a hundred times the efforts of ordinary disciples. However, his qualifications were better than Ye Zhuo. He became one of the seven sons of Yunzhong and one of the seven cultivations. Therefore, he was extremely proud and looked down on the so-called geniuses who relied on his talents and enjoyed the resources of the sect. Although Ye Zhuo seemed to be much more peaceful and humble than Cang Jie, they had many ideas but were very consistent. Moreover, this was not a special situation. Most Emei disciples always had some emotions in their hearts.

Like Dan Chenzi, the senior brother of Emei, with his own efforts and great military achievements, he will naturally gain the respect of the sects. Like Qi Shuming, a true genius who really demonstrates his extraordinary talent and has made great progress in his cultivation, will also be recognized. However, if Qing Lanzi, one of the seven sons of Yunzhong, or Qi Jinchan and Qi Lingyun, while enjoying various geniuses, is still slightly inferior to the elites who emerged among civilians like Cangjie, all he has won is envy and jealousy.

Seeing that the brothers around him agreed with him, the man continued, "If you want to be outstanding, among these three generations of disciples, who can compare with you, Senior Brother Ye Zhuo? Even if Senior Brother Zhuo, if you do not have the preference of your master, you will be inferior to you, and the rest are even more..."

Faced with the indignation expressed by the junior brothers around him, Ye Zhuo frowned slightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Master's ideas are beyond our guess. If we had not cultivated the master, we would have to spend our entire life wandering around the world. How could we achieve our current achievements? Moreover, the current great enemy is approaching, and we are shouldering the important task of Emei's security, so how can we only think about personal gains and losses?"

It has to be said that although there is no shortage of selfish, arrogant and arrogant disciples among the righteous disciples, after all, they must make a certain attitude when they use the name of the right path as a sign and advantage. Although they are not sure of being righteous, they always have some sense of responsibility and collective honor. Although they have complaints in their hearts, these Emei disciples still nodded and said some words that they should be dedicated to their teachers.

Hearing the junior brothers around him say this, Ye Zhuo let go of his frown and said with a smile: "With the continuous efforts of all the junior brothers, how can a few evil demons stand up to us! Now we have to work together to live up to our respect and trust."

Although Ye Zhuo's words were so grand that he was very beautiful, the huge squeezed emotions and dissatisfaction in his heart could not be hidden from Lin Feng. The huge negative emotions in his heart were not comparable to those of other junior brothers.

Although the mountain patrol supervisor is responsible for the safety of Emei, it also means that the sect does not intend to train him at all, and is almost abandoned and included in the category of sacrificial personnel. Although if he survives this turmoil and performs well, he may be reused and treated as a capable person in the future, he still cannot escape the fate of eliminating disasters and blocking dangers for his core disciples.

And if you want to be an ordinary Emei disciple, it would be fine. It would be difficult for ordinary people to see the master more often. Zhuge Jingwo, Qi Jinchan and others were all the targets of envy and jealousy. However, Ye Zhuo was different. After successfully joining Xuan Zhenzi's sect, he was above all the disciples. Even if he was highly valued, he was not inferior to those highly valued disciples. Just when he thought he was about to succeed, he was suddenly given up because of his limited qualifications. How could he not complain and how could he not hate? The jealousy and resentment that had accumulated in his heart in recent years was even better than Cang Jie back then.

However, Ye Zhuo has gone from nothing to the present level after all, and has made his hard work, making his mind far more stable than Cangjie. In this immortal family, the giants and powerful people all have the terrible power of moving mountains and filling the sea. Although there are no one around him at this moment, who can guarantee that no one is secretly monitoring them. Therefore, he has always suppressed his dissatisfaction in his heart, and has never expressed any of it, because he knew very well that only in this way can he retain some slight possibilities.

However, negative emotions cannot be relieved by just suppression and patience. Holding them in your heart can only make his heart a breeding ground for negative emotions. Jealousy and resentment continue to gather every minute and every second. Although Ye Zhuo is determined in his heart, the spiritual barrier formed by the Taoist heart still quietly appears under the erosion of years.

When Ye Zhuo ordered his junior brothers to patrol separately according to the route and he also used the flying sword to leave, a very faint blood shadow suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could react, a dazzling blood light came towards him and completely penetrated his head. Then he felt a dazed feeling, and his memories of the past kept passing by, and resentment and jealousy were constantly amplifying. As a large number of chaotic and disorderly roars rang in his mind, Ye Zhuo completely lost his thinking ability and stood there in a daze.

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Chapter completed!