Evil Master and Disciple

"Practice?"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Yun Shuang'er raised her eyebrows slightly.

At first she thought Ye Feng was attacked by a mysterious strong man.

When Ye Feng regained consciousness, he realized that he was not attacked at all. Otherwise, he would have pulled himself away and escaped, instead of leisurely dressing on Luoxia Peak.

She said, "I saw with my own eyes before, you were attacked by hundreds of lightning bolts, and you almost died. Now tell me, are you practicing?"

Ye Feng said somewhat embarrassedly: "I...I was practicing and I didn't control myself well, which caused my Qi to go out of control.

And that wasn't thunder and lightning, it was just an illusion of my true essence and spiritual power.

You know, my illusion technique is very powerful. Last time when I was fighting with Chen Shuwen, I even conjured up a giant sword that could lift the sky!"

Ye Feng immediately defended himself.

The Purple-Green Divine Sword is his trump card, his life-saving trick. He cannot tell even his own mother, let alone Yun Shuang'er in front of him.

After listening to Ye Feng's explanation, Yun Shuang'er frowned slightly and couldn't help feeling confused.

She looked around.

Originally there were many huge rocks in this abandoned square, but now the rocks have been broken into countless pieces.

And there was an electric current in Ye Feng's body before.

His straight hair and the slight breeze that seemed to be piercing the sky were all caused by lightning.

If this is just a simple illusion, it is too realistic.

Seeing Yun Shuang'er lost in thought, Ye Feng knew that this woman did not believe his previous explanation.

So, Ye Feng asked back: "Shuang'er, you don't think I'm practicing the True Art of Attracting Lightning, do you?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head and said, "The True Art of Attracting Lightning requires a level above the Divine Silence Realm to practice. You don't have that ability."

"That's it, besides the True Art of Attracting Thunder, does our Yunhai Sect have any other thunder-related magical powers?"

Yun Shuang'er thought for a moment and said, "I heard from Master that our Yunhai Sect used to have a thunder-related mental method called the Red Sun Heart Thunder Technique, but this method has been lost for many years.

There seems to be a rumor that the headmaster also knows this set of mental skills."

Ye Feng was certain in his heart and immediately said, "Red Sun Heart Thunder Art? I've never heard of it. Even if it really exists, even if the master knows it, do you think the master will teach it to me? I'm not his disciple.

Hey, let me tell you the truth, I've advanced, and I need to prepare for the next round of fighting, so I'm practicing illusions, hoping to scare Chen Shuwen like I did last time in the ring, and maybe even scare others."

Looking at Ye Feng's smiling expression, Yun Shuang'er still didn't quite believe it.

After all, the lightning just now was too realistic, and he was indeed shocked by the electric current in Ye Feng's body.

Yun Shuang'er also felt that even if Ye Feng understood the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art, it would be impossible for him to summon and activate hundreds of electric snakes at the same time.

Since it doesn't come from any martial arts, it can only be from a magic weapon.

Each magic weapon has its own unique attributes.

Although the disciples of Yunhai Sect often use magic weapons with the attributes of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, there are also less popular magic weapons, such as magic weapons with the attributes of wind, thunder, lightning, space, time, etc.

Yun Shuang'er once again looked at the extremely strange-looking purple-green rusty sword that was slanted behind Ye Feng.

This sword is very strange.

A few months ago, Ye Feng had just learned how to fly with a sword and competed with Yun Shuang'er in speed. Yun Shuang'er actually lost that competition.

It was on Luoxia Peak at that time that Yun Shuang'er observed and studied the Purple-Green Sword, but could not find any difference.

But now she once again focused her attention on the Purple and Green Sword.

After Qin Keke was defeated yesterday, he told his companions in person that the rusty sword controlled by Ye Feng was extremely powerful and he could not withstand the attack of the rusty sword, so he was forced to fall from the air and engage in close combat with Ye Feng.

All signs indicate that Ye Feng's rusty sword is definitely not simple.

Yun Shuang'er suspected that the hundreds of electric snakes that appeared just now were related to the Purple-Green Rust Sword.

Ye Feng saw Yun Shuang'er's eyes fixed on Zi Qing behind him.

His heart skipped a beat, realizing that this clever woman was doubting the sword.

He said, "Shuang'er, what are you looking at?"

Yun Shuang'er said, "I want to see your Ziqing again, is that okay?"

"What's wrong with that?"

Ye Feng took out the Purple Green Immortal Sword and handed it to Yun Shuang'er.

Even his master didn't realize the secret of the Purple Green Sword.

Yun Shuang'er had checked once last time and found nothing.

So far, only the old virgin who guards the ancestral hall recognized Ziqing at a glance.

Now that the strange barrier restriction inside the Purple Green Divine Sword has healed again, Ye Feng is not afraid of Yun Shuang'er's inspection.

Yun Shuang'er didn't expect Ye Feng to be so generous as to hand over the Purple-Green Rusted Sword to her.

She wondered if she had guessed wrong.

If the Purple-Green Rust Sword really contained some secret, this guy wouldn't have been so generous to give it to me.

Yun Shuang'er already knew the origin of the Purple-Green Rust Sword.

So I didn't ask any more questions.

Holding the magic sword, she sat on a rock beside her, carefully looking at the rusty sword in her hand.

He also poured spiritual power into the purple-green rust sword from time to time. The light emitted was dark green, with a bit of coldness, like wood-type spiritual power, but it did not seem to be of wood-type attribute.

Ye Feng did not disturb Yun Shuang'er from studying Zi Qing. He sat aside, lit a cigarette, then took out a bronze mirror from his black silk bracelet and began to fiddle with his hair.

"This hairstyle is great! With a nose ring and some earrings, he'd definitely be the most handsome guy in the Yunhai Sect... no, the most handsome guy in the entire world!"

Ye Feng had never expected that after coming to this world, he would awaken a rebellious spirit that he had never had in his youth.

Especially in terms of aesthetics, I am completely different from my previous self.

This broom hair is much cooler than the messy hair I had before.

If she were to enter a competition ring with this lightning rod-like hairstyle, wouldn't she be a fashion sensation? She'd definitely have a ton of fans!

The only obstacle now is his fat master.

This stubborn old man only indulges himself in eating, drinking, gambling, whoring, molesting girls and fighting.

The last time I made a small change to my hairstyle, I was scolded by the fat master.

Unfortunately, this cool electric hairstyle did not last long. As time went by, the static electricity in the hair slowly disappeared.

This made Ye Feng very distressed.

You can't have to perm your hair every half hour just to maintain this cool hairstyle.

He secretly glanced at Yun Shuang'er and saw that she was still concentrating on studying Ziqing, so Ye Feng immersed his mind into his body.

Although there was still a dull pain in three acupoints, including the coccyx, there didn't seem to be much damage inside the body.

The spiritual energy in his body was still surging, and his internal organs were not affected.

He was a little surprised, so he slipped his mind into the sea of ​​souls to ask his master.

Ye Fuyou gave an explanation, saying: "What's so strange about this? You hold the top-level rare treasure Purple Green Sword with lightning attributes, and you are practicing the Red Sun Heart Thunder Technique.

The power of thunder and lightning entering your body will not only not cause you any harm, but will instead increase your attainments in the Red Sun Heart Thunder Art.

Even if the lightning force that entered your body exceeded your own tolerance, it would be absorbed by the Purple-Blue Divine Sword. So, although your skin was blackened by the lightning, you recovered quickly and did not suffer any substantial trauma.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng suddenly understood.

He said, "Master, you are so unrefined. I am your only successor, yet you didn't even teach me the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art. You only taught me some random little tricks."

Ye Fuyou said somewhat dejectedly, "I don't know how either."

"What? You...you can't?"

"I only know the profound way of Tai Chi. I don't even know the fragments of the Hundred Soul Refinements, let alone the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art."

Ye Feng was a little surprised and said, "You are the eldest disciple of our great master. My master and second uncle know how to do it. How could you not know how to do it?"

“Because the Hundred Refinements of the Divine Soul is only a fragment, it has not been circulated. Only the masters of the past generations are qualified to practice it.

Sometimes the headmaster would also teach the Soul Refining Technique to elders with high cultivation levels.

Your master should have passed the throne to the second brother after he became the head of the sect.

As for the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art, only the previous generations of sect leaders were qualified to practice it. Doesn't your master also know this thunder-related mental method?"

Ye Feng seemed to understand.

He suddenly said, "Since the magic formulas and supernatural powers that our ancestors passed down to me are only practiced by the heads of previous generations or high-ranking officials, I... won't cause any trouble, right?"

"No, Lao Er knows that all the magical skills you have learned were taught to you by the old ancestor in the back mountain. He will not pursue the matter no matter when."

After hearing this, Ye Feng finally felt relieved.

He felt that his ancestor was like a big black pot, and no matter what kind of magic skills he learned from his master uncle in the future, he could let his ancestor take the blame.

Even the head master can't do anything to me.

"My dear ancestor, you must live for hundreds of years, but you must not die!"

Ye Feng secretly prayed for his super amulet in his heart.

As long as the old man lives, I can do whatever I want.

Dusk, the sun goes down.

The fight in the square has not ended yet, but many people have already left.

Most of them are outer disciples. Their status is not high and they need to do a lot of work every day.

Ye Feng sat on the top of Luoxia Peak, watching the streams of light flying out from Xingluo Peak, just like when he was a child lying in the yard counting stars, counting those streams of light.

Suddenly, Yun Shuang'er returned the purple-green sword to Ye Feng.

She studied the Purple-Green Sword for more than an hour.

During these two hours, Ye Feng was extremely bored.

I saw with my own eyes Yun Shuang'er wielding the Purple Green Divine Sword and dancing and playing with it.

I was really bored, so I started the game of counting the flowing lights.

At this moment, Yun Shuang'er finally finished her research.

Ye Feng took Zi Qing and said, "Shuang'er, have you found anything?"

Yun Shuang'er shook her head slightly and said with certainty, "You are just a worn-out, rusty sword with very low spiritual power. I was overthinking it."

Ye Feng grinned.

Put the sword back into the scabbard on your back.

Then he said, "The sun is about to set, you should go back first."

"You're not going back?"

"I...I'll go to the cold pond at the waterfall in the back mountain to see if I can clean this black skin. It looks too ugly."

Yun Shuang'er was speechless.

"Do you think this is paint? It can't be washed off with clean water."

"How to deal with it?"