Qiankun Gourd

"Wu Tonglang, you must die today, you can't escape!"

Ye Feng had a blank expression on his face. He put away his skills, controlled the green sword, and chased after Wu Tonglang.

"We can't let him escape back to the sect, we must kill him outside!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's cultivation level of a ninth-rank celestial being was revealed. Red lightning flashed around him, and he used the "Flying Thunder God" technique and disappeared from the spot in an instant.

The next moment, Ye Feng had caught up with Wu Tonglang.

"Wu Tonglang, just stay here obediently!"

A blue flame flashed in Ye Feng's hand, and then he slapped Wu Tonglang's shoulder.

"What? Such a fast speed. I didn't expect you to be a ninth-level immortal as well?"

Wu Tonglang's eyes widened and black flames burned on his body. He wanted to use these black flames to block Ye Feng's palm.

However, the flame was frozen as soon as it touched Ye Feng's hand. Then, Ye Feng gently slapped Wu Tonglang's body.

After flying for several miles, Wu Tonglang suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"What's going on? My body won't obey me!"

Wu Tonglang felt a numbness on his back, and soon his entire back lost feeling. Blue flames engulfed his entire body, and soon he turned into an ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture shattered with a snap, leaving only a half-dead Nascent Soul and many storage artifacts floating there.

"Junior brother, spare my life, spare my life!"

"Zhao Wanting, I didn't want to kill him, it was the idea of ​​several elders of Zhuxian Sect!"

The half-dead man shouted in fear.

"You don't have to tell me, I have already guessed it. I will destroy the Immortal Execution Sect sooner or later!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the little man disappeared in a flash of light, and was sent into the small gourd by Ye Feng.

Afterwards, Ye Feng took away the storage magic weapon from Wu Tonglang.

He did not leave immediately, but went to Qilin Mountain.

There is a huge cave in the Qilin Mountain, and indeed there is a Qilin Fairy Grass, and a ninth-level fire Qilin guarding it.

This Fire Qilin has great cultivation. Although it is a ninth-level spiritual beast in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, its strength is not weaker than that of a first-level demon king.

This is exactly what Ye Feng wants. The more powerful the Fire Qilin is, the happier Ye Feng is.

After observing for a while, Ye Feng returned to the sect and came to the Hall of Deacons and Elders.

"Report to the elders, something terrible has happened. Senior Brother Wu Tonglang has passed away!"

Ye Feng sadly reported to Elder Xu in the hall and delivered Wu Tonglang's relics to Elder Xu.

"Ye Feng, what did you say?"

"Master Wu has fallen?"

"Master Wu's cultivation was so high, how could he die? These things... are definitely Master Wu's!"

"Ye Feng, please tell me what happened, otherwise I will have trouble explaining to the sect."

Elder Xu had a bitter look on his face. Wu Tongang was the eldest senior brother in the Heavenly Immortal Realm. His death was a very serious matter and he had to get to the bottom of it.

"Yesterday, we went to get the Qilin grass. Senior Brother Wu was no match for the Qilin beast and was killed by it. In a panic, I retrieved his relics."

Ye Feng said half-truthfully.

"Okay, I understand. I will report this matter to the sect. You can go back and wait for orders!"

Elder Xu nodded upon hearing this and signaled Ye Feng to go back first.

Ye Feng bowed and left the hall.

This matter was soon known to the elders of the three major sects. Regardless of whether it was true or not, Ye Feng was the most suspicious.

So the great elder Yuan Guang Zhenren ordered that all Ye Fengs were not allowed to go out and would make a decision after the matter was fully investigated.

The sect first sent people to test Ye Feng's cultivation, and then tested whether he was lying. The final conclusion was that Ye Feng was not lying. He was only a sixth-rank celestial being and it was impossible for him to kill Wu Tonglang. In the end, they had no choice but to let him go.

In order to avenge Wu Tonglang, the three elders simultaneously killed Huo Qilin, and Huo Qilin was killed before he could explain.

Wu Tonglang is not only one of the strongest disciples in the Heavenly Immortal Realm of the Wenxian Sect, but also one of the strongest disciples in the Heavenly Immortal Realm of the third-class sects in the entire Human Emperor Immortal Realm.

In every third-class sect competition, Wu Tonglang is able to defeat other sects.

The news of Wu Tonglang's death quickly spread to the three major sects: Tiangang Sect, Yuxian Sect, and Linxian Sect.

The three major sects were naturally very happy. They all wanted to embarrass the Wenxian Sect in the next sect competition.

In order to avoid being laughed at in the sect competition, the three elders of the Wenxian Sect decided to select a group of disciples with excellent qualifications for training.

After investigation, it was discovered that Ye Feng had only been practicing for forty or fifty years, but he had already become a sixth-rank celestial immortal. Although his current cultivation level was much lower than that of a ninth-rank celestial immortal, his talent for cultivation was obvious to all.

In the Elder Hall of Wenxian Peak, the three elders sat on the throne in turn.

“Junior Sister Nishang, this Ye Feng has risen from a first-rank celestial being to a sixth-rank celestial being in just a hundred years. His aptitude is definitely not inferior to Wu Tonglang. If he is trained well, he will surely become a sensation.

He is on your mountain, I leave him to you!"

"There are still thirty years until the next third-level sect competition. I hope you can help him ascend to the eighth-level celestial being within thirty years!"

Zhenren Yuanguang said to Zhenren Nishang beside him with a smile.

"Brother, no matter how good this kid's aptitude is, it's impossible for his cultivation to improve so quickly, right?"

Master Nishang shook his head and said.

"Junior sister, everything depends on human effort. Your alchemy skills are so powerful, I believe you can do it."

The second elder, Tian Cheng Zhenren, said,

"If you need any natural treasures, just tell us. We will risk everything for the sect."

"That's right, Junior Sister. Thank you for your hard work for the sect!"

"By the way, you should accept him as your official disciple now and let him go into seclusion."

Master Yunguang added.

"Since the two senior brothers have said so, I will accept him as my disciple and wait for him to practice in seclusion."

"I'll trouble you, Senior Brother, with the matters concerning the natural treasures."

"But I can't guarantee that I can help him ascend to the eighth-level celestial being within thirty years."

Zhenren Nishang shook her head and said, taking out a jade slip.

The two elders took a look at the jade slip. All of these materials were hard to find. The corners of their mouths twitched, and finally they gritted their teeth and agreed.

At Nishang Peak, Ye Feng is practicing in seclusion, consolidating his cultivation as a ninth-rank celestial being in preparation for a breakthrough to the golden immortal realm.

Suddenly, the voice of Senior Sister Hongzhu was heard outside the cave.

"Junior brother, would you mind giving me some time? Master wants to see you!"

Hearing the voices, Ye Feng did not dare to delay and hurriedly stood up to welcome Hong Zhu in.

The two of them have known each other for a long time and can talk about anything on a daily basis.

"Senior sister, what's going on? Can you tell me something?"

Ye Feng asked with a smile.

"It's a good thing, of course it's a good thing. You will understand it when you meet the Master. Without further ado, come with me to meet the Master."

Hongzhu smiled.

"Sister, tell me!"

Ye Feng asked anxiously.

"Well, never mind. You'll know it sooner or later. It doesn't hurt to tell you."

"I heard from my master that she will officially accept you as her disciple today."

Hong Zhu said.

"Accept me as your disciple?"

Ye Feng was a little surprised.