Qiankun Gourd

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he made a gesture with his hand, and the coffin lid opened instantly. Senior Brother Du Qingqing's body floated up and flew into the coffin, and then the coffin lid closed automatically.

Then Ye Feng shot out another yellow light from his hand, and the yellow light carved runes on the coffin.

After the runes were carved, the entire coffin exuded the aura of corpse.

His mind moved slightly, and the coffin sank into the ground and disappeared. Then, the coffin flew out from the ground again.

"Can you see clearly?"

Ye Feng collected the spell.

"Master, I see it clearly!"

Du Qingqing saw what Ye Feng had just done and nodded in agreement.

"Well! You should improve your cultivation to the foundation-building stage as soon as possible so that you can better control your corpse puppet.

The coffin must be buried in a place of yin and yang, and he will absorb the yin and yang energy himself to improve his cultivation.

Also, finding more Xuanyin Stones can also improve the cultivation of the corpse puppet.

Okay, go ahead and get busy! When you have mastered the skills, you can pass them on to the disciples in the sect, which will greatly enhance the strength of the sect."

"Thank you Master!"

Du Qingqing thanked him, then tried to control the coffin before leaving the hall.

Ye Feng came to the cave behind the main hall and took out the "Ten Thousand Dragons Art" he had obtained earlier.

There are nine levels in the Ten Thousand Dragons Art. Every time you complete a level, your soul, consciousness, and mind will be strengthened by 10%.

After reading the first level of the magic formula, Ye Feng closed his eyes slightly and began to practice.

...

The main hall of the Black Evil Sect’s Black Evil Peak.

"Master, this is bad, this is bad! The deputy master was killed by someone from the Purple Cloud Sect!"

The scarred monk ran into the hall in a panic and reported to a burly middle-aged man who was sitting on a high seat sipping spiritual tea.

This burly middle-aged man is none other than Black Tiger, the leader of the Black Evil Sect.

"What? The deputy headmaster was killed? Impossible! The deputy headmaster is at the late stage of foundation building. Ziyun Sect is just a second-rate sect. They only have one cultivator at the foundation building stage. How could they possibly kill the deputy headmaster!"

The burly middle-aged man stood up with his eyes wide open, full of disbelief.

"It's true. I saw it clearly. That guy killed the deputy headmaster with one move. Could he be a Jindan stage cultivator?"

Scar monk hurriedly explained.

"A cultivator in the Jindan stage?"

The burly middle-aged man was stunned when he heard this. He was only at the late stage of foundation building, and was not good enough in front of a Jindan stage cultivator.

"It seems that we must ask the Great Elder to come out!"

The burly middle-aged man put down the teacup in his hand after he finished speaking.

In a mysterious cave somewhere on a mountain of the Black Evil Sect.

Several female monks in the Qi Refining Stage were trembling with fear, and there were several corpses of young women not far away.

An old man with red hair and wearing a black robe sat cross-legged. Then he grabbed with one hand and a black light shot out, hitting one of the female cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.

The nun was so frightened at this that she screamed loudly.

"Help, help!"

However, no matter how the female monk shouted, it was of no use. Her body slowly flew towards the red-haired old man.

Soon, the female monk flew in front of the red-haired old man.

The red-haired old man smiled coldly upon seeing this, and hugged the female monk. He opened his mouth wide towards the female monk, and suddenly a suction force swept towards the female monk.

The female monk suddenly let out a scream, and streams of black air flew out of her mouth and floated into the mouth of the red-haired old man.

Soon, the female monk lost her breath and fell to the ground with a thud.

When the other female monks saw this scene, they were so scared that they cried.

"Junior Black Tiger greets senior!"

The burly man saluted and shouted outside the cave.

"Hei Hu, didn't I tell you not to disturb me while I'm practicing unless it's important?"

"Senior! Something happened, and the woman you wanted was rescued!"

"What? Who is so bold as to snatch the woman I want?"

The red-haired old man's face darkened when he heard this, and he spoke angrily, then flashed out of the cave.

"Senior! I heard from Scar that he is a Jindan cultivator?"

"A cultivator in the Jindan stage?"

The red-haired old man originally wanted to start a massacre, but when he heard that it was a Jindan stage cultivator who stole the woman he wanted, he immediately calmed down.

He is only at the initial stage of Jindan. If he were a Jindan cultivator, he would have no chance of winning.

"Send someone to investigate what's going on. If it's really a Jindan stage cultivator, we'll be in trouble."

"Yes, sir. I'll check it out right away!"

A few days later.

"Senior, I found out! He is indeed a Jindan stage cultivator, and a mid-Jindan stage cultivator.

Not long ago, this Jindan-stage cultivator single-handedly destroyed the Wuling Sect and led the Ziyun Sect to occupy the Wuling Peak."

The burly middle-aged man came to the cave of the red-haired old man again.

"Destroyed the Wuling Sect? The Wuling Zhenren of the Wuling Sect is a cultivator in the early stage of Jindan. If this is really the case, it will be troublesome."

The red-haired old man was also shocked when he heard this.

"Hurry up, prepare a generous gift and go with me to pay respect to the mountain!"

"Yes!"

The burly middle-aged man originally wanted to avenge the deputy leader, but was shocked when he heard that Ye Feng had destroyed the Wuling Sect alone.

So he immediately came to report the matter to the red-haired old man, but he could not handle this matter.

The red-haired old man asked him to prepare a generous gift, so he did not dare to delay and hurried to prepare it.

The burly middle-aged man knew that something was wrong. They had already offended Ziyun Sect by chasing Du Qingqing, and now there was such a person in Ziyun Sect, which was a very serious matter.

Now you either have to show goodwill, escape, or be destroyed.

They certainly don't want to give up their foundation and run away. Even if they run away, they will not have a good ending. It is better for them to take the initiative to please Ziyun Sect.

On this day, Ye Feng was practicing "Ten Thousand Dragons Art" in the cave behind the Jin Lingfeng Hall, when Du Qingqing's voice suddenly came from the hall.

"Master, Master! It's bad, the people from the Black Demon Sect are here to find us!"

When Ye Feng heard Du Qingqing's nervous voice, he stood up and walked into the hall.

"The Black Demon Sect? The second-ranked immortal cultivation sect in Zhuozhou?"

"Yes! The people who chased us last time were from the Black Demon Sect!"

"The people who chased you last time were from the Black Evil Sect? Great! They're here, it's a good thing they're here. Now they can't leave, so we can kill them while we're at it."

"Master! Be careful! I heard that the Great Elder of the Black Evil Sect is cruel and ruthless, doing all kinds of evil. Moreover, he is only in the early stage of Jindan cultivation. His strength is not weaker than that of a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan."

Du Qingqing reminded hurriedly.

"Yeah, I know! I invite them here, I know my limits!"

"Yes!"

Du Qingqing gave an order to the person behind her.

A moment later, a red-haired old man, a burly man and two disciples in the foundation-building stage walked into the hall together.

"I am Chifa, the Great Elder of the Black Demon Sect, and I greet Fellow Daoist Ye!"

"Hei Hu, the leader of the Black Demon Sect, greets you, senior!"

The red-haired old man and Black Tiger saluted Ye Feng respectfully, and the disciples of the Black Evil Sect also saluted.

"Why did fellow Daoist Red Hair come to my Purple Cloud Sect? Are you here to kill our Purple Cloud Sect disciples again?"

Ye Feng looked at the red-haired old man expressionlessly.

"Fellow Daoist, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! This was all done by Deputy Sect Leader Cao alone, and I and Sect Leader Black Tiger were not aware of it.

We are here today to ask for forgiveness!"

The red-haired old man's mouth twitched when he heard this, and then he explained with a smile.