Evil Master and Disciple

The little episode passed quickly, and Fang Tong and Zhuge Benlei saw the rusty sword slung across Ye Feng's back.

Fang Tongdao said, "Boss, is this the immortal sword we found in the sword tomb? It looks like it's just average!"

Zhuge Benlei also said, "Yeah, others who come to the sword tomb to look for swords spend a whole day there. Boss, you only spent half an hour up there, how did you find the sword so quickly? Isn't that a bit ridiculous?"

Ye Feng took off the rusty sword behind him and said proudly: "You know what I mean... I am learning to be a good person now, and I don't want to say bad words to you two on this happy day.

My sword is no ordinary sword. It is much more powerful than the two swords you have! It is the best divine weapon in the world!"

"Haha...Second brother...The eldest brother must be crazy!" Fang Tong couldn't help but laugh.

"I think he's not only crazy, but also suffering from severe delusional disorder. The boss is desperate. There are no good swords in the sword tomb anyway, so he just picked one at random."

Zhuge Benlei reached out and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder, saying, "Once the boss, always the big brother. Don't worry, you can use this rusty sword first. If Uncle Fatty doesn't get you a good sword, we two brothers will get it for you in the future."

Ye Feng raised the rusty sword in his hand and said, "No need! I, your boss, am extremely satisfied with this magic sword! Let's go back to the front mountain!"

Looking at Ye Feng walking away, the fat and thin monks both shook their heads.

It took more than half an hour to return to the front mountain.

Ling'er and Qi Yao went to the foot of the mountain to buy things, and the master was not there.

It was still early, so Fang Tong suggested going to Elder Qu's newly opened underground casino to play a few games.

Zhuge Benlei immediately agreed with both hands and feet.

Ye Feng shook his head and refused.

What a joke! I've already decided to turn over a new leaf and become a new person. How could I still be hanging out in casinos and nightclubs like before?

Doesn't this damage his image as a tall, handsome and positive knight?

"You guys go have fun, I won't go. I just got this magical sword, and I want to study it and practice sword control as soon as possible."

The fat and thin monks looked at each other in bewilderment.

They both discovered that Ye Feng seemed to have changed a lot since he lost his memory this time.

In the past, Ye Feng liked to tease girls from decent families and gather people to gamble.

He refused both of these things today!

What Ye Feng hated most in the past was practicing.

Now he actually said he wanted to practice sword-wielding!

Listen! Is this what a human being says?

As a dandy bully in Zhangtai, he should do what a dandy bully should do.

Practice?

How could this guy say that!

Fang Tong sighed and said, "Alright, boss. Then I'll go play with the third brother first. As for your sword-controlling skills, you can practice today. Tomorrow we'll practice together in the square on the top of the mountain! Then I'll introduce you to some old friends. Maybe they can help you recover your memory."

Ye Feng nodded: "Okay, see you tomorrow!"

After sending away the two scumbags, Ye Feng closed the gate.

Now that he has the magic sword, he must start practicing as soon as possible.

I have already reached the realm of flying in the air and want to learn how to fly with a sword as soon as possible.

That was my childhood dream!

Ye Feng did not return to the room, but went to the kitchen and found a whetstone in the corner.

He carried a basin of water and sat in the yard at the kitchen door to start sharpening his sword.

"Old Senior, I believe every word you say without reservation! Please don't fool me!"

Ye Feng murmured in his heart.

Soon, the old man's voice came into his mind: "Ye boy, what are you doing?"

"Of course I'm sharpening the sword. Don't you see how rusty it is? Wait...how can I still hear your voice?"

Ye Feng finally discovered something was wrong.

"You'll be able to hear my voice for some time to come."

"What do you mean? I've been wanting to ask you this. You're locked up in the stone prison of the Discipline Court, and there's a very powerful forbidden barrier outside. How can you still use your voice transmission skill on me? Or have you been released?"

"I am dead."

"Don't make trouble."

Ye Feng muttered to himself unhappily.

"I'm not kidding you. What remains with you is my spirit. My body was already dead when you left yesterday. I'm sure the Discipline Institute has already found my body by now."

The old man's voice was no different from usual, as if death was not destruction to him, but more like a relief.

"what?!"

Hearing the old man's somewhat serious voice, Ye Feng was shocked and jumped up.

He was shocked and asked, "You...how could you die?"

"If I don't die, how can I come out with you?"

The old man's answer made Ye Feng feel extremely uneasy.

He asked tentatively, "Senior, do you mean... that you transferred your soul into my body?"

"good."

"I rely on!"

Ye Feng screamed and jumped around in the yard, as if trying to shake the old man's soul out of his body.

Possessed by a ghost!

Yes, this is what people call ghost possession!

"Senior, we have no past or present grudges, why are you possessing me? There are so many people in the Yunhai Sect, you should find a new host!"

"If there were any other choice, I wouldn't choose you. Once a cultivator's spirit leaves the body, it becomes extremely fragile. You are the only one who won't reveal this to outsiders, so I can only choose to stay in your body.

Your master Huang Youdao, although he has good skills, is still far inferior to me.

Before my soul flies away, I will pass on all I have learned in my life to you! I will make you the strongest person in the world of Jiuzhou, and make you mad and powerful, and dominate the world! "

The old man seduced Ye Feng with extremely tempting words.

Ye Feng's panicked heart gradually calmed down.

He said, "Senior, you really won't harm me?"

"I'm just a spirit, how can I harm you?"

Ye Feng scratched his head and fell into deep thought.

I feel like I'm really following the same old online novel plot.

The protagonist travels through time and encounters a master whose soul resides in his body. Then all kinds of adventures and romantic encounters, as well as all kinds of peerless magic weapons, come one after another...

So far, apart from the fact that the original owner is a scumbag, the rest of the plot seems to be similar to those clichéd online novels where the male protagonist travels through time.

"Is this the treatment of the Chosen One?"

Ye Feng muttered to himself.

"What? The chosen one?" The old man didn't understand what Ye Feng said.

"Nothing, it was just an illusion. Okay, old man, I can let your spirit reside in my body for a while, but we have to agree on some rules."

"You said."

"First, you can't take over my body!"

"Don't worry, I don't have that ability."

"Second, you have to teach me all the Yunhai Sect's magical powers!"

"No problem, you are my only successor, I will not treat you unfairly."

"Third, you have to tell me your identity. I don't want the soul of someone of unknown origin to reside in my body."

The old man suddenly fell silent.

Ye Feng said: "I just want to know your identity. Is it difficult for you? When a person dies, all debts are settled. Even if you were a vicious and evil demon in the past, now that you are dead, all the grudges in your life will be written off.

As long as you don't intend to harm me, I won't care about your past."

The old man sighed and said, "You will regret it."

Ye Feng grinned and said, "You are my guide, I am your savior, how could I regret it?"

"Okay, I'll tell you my identity. I hope you can still remain calm after listening to it."

"I, Ye Feng, am not someone who can be scared! I'm very brave! I even dare to tease Yun Shuang'er!" Ye Feng grinned.

The old man said slowly in a hoarse voice: "My surname is Ye, my given name is Fuyou, and my Taoist name is Yunhe."

"Ye Fuyou? Yunhe... never heard of him."

"What...you...you haven't heard of my name?"

Ye Feng shrugged and said, "Isn't it strange that you haven't heard of it? Are you famous? Even if you were famous before, who would remember you after being imprisoned for more than two hundred years? Besides, you also know that I lost my memory not long ago.

Well, since your Daoist name is Yunhe, you must be a senior of my master's generation. From now on, I will call you Uncle Fuyou."

The old man fell silent again.

He didn't expect this result.

Could it be that all traces of my existence have really been completely wiped out?

Seeing that the old man didn't say anything, Ye Feng sat down in front of the whetstone again to sharpen his sword.

While sharpening the sword, he thought to himself, "Uncle Fuyou, once I've sharpened the sword, please teach me the Yunhai Sect's sword techniques. I want to learn sword-controlling techniques first! Flying high and high, flying with the sword! It's so cool!"

"That sword needs no sharpening."

Ye Fuyou spoke slowly.

"Are you kidding me? This sword is so rusty! If you cut your finger, you'll definitely die of tetanus the next day... Tetanus sword... Hahahaha..."

Ye Feng thought of an internet meme and immediately laughed out loud.

Ye Fuyou said, "This sword is a blood-refined divine weapon. It requires the blood of its master to recognize it. As long as you drop a few drops of blood on the sword, the blood contract will be completed. Unless you are the master of the divine sword, outsiders cannot activate this sword."

"What? Is it so magical?"

Ye Feng's expression froze.

No wonder this sword didn't react at all after being infused with spiritual power.

It turns out that the opening method is wrong.

Ye Fuyou said, "Of course, if it weren't for the Blood Refined Divine Sword, how could it not have been taken away by someone else after being placed in the Sword Tomb for over two hundred years?"

Ye Feng was very excited at this moment.

The spring of time travelers seems to have really arrived!

Just as he was about to cut his finger with a tetanus blade to complete the blood recognition, suddenly, a very beautiful girl in red walked in.

The girl had phoenix eyes, red lips, fair skin, and wore a fiery red dress.

She has a high ponytail and a pair of long legs.

She looks to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, and her figure has developed very well, with a plump front and a curvy back.

In terms of facial features, figure and skin, she is better than Huang Ling'er and Qi Yao.

Even when facing the beautiful girl Yun Shuang'er, he seems to be no less impressive.

Ye Feng's eyes were fixed on the beautiful girl.

I murmured in my heart: "I love this world so much! It's full of beauties! Oh no, they are all fairies! Peerless fairies!"

"What are you looking at, you little brat? I'll dig out your eyes!"

The girl in red saw Ye Feng sitting in the yard, staring at her with a pig-like face, and her brows furrowed slightly.

Ye Feng shuddered and came back to his senses.

Fortunately, the girl spoke in time to disrupt Ye Feng's thoughts, otherwise Ye Feng would probably have started imagining what the name of their future child would be!

Ye Feng quickly stood up and said, "Fairy, who are you looking for?"

The red-dressed girl was slightly taken aback and said, "Ye Feng, why are you pretending? Don't you recognize me? Is Junior Sister Ling'er here? Senior Brother asked me to come and give Junior Sister Ling'er her inner sect disciple ID card."

Ye Feng shook his head and said, "Ling'er and Qi Yao are out. They probably won't be back until the evening. Fairy... do we know each other?"

The red-dressed girl walked up to Ye Feng, rolled her eyes, and said, "I really don't want to know you, you're a liar who doesn't keep your word. Last year you said you'd get me some thousand-year-old immortal ganoderma to help me practice, but there's still no news. And you still want to seduce me? Bah!"

Ye Feng's expression changed, and he couldn't help but take two steps back, tripping over the small bench behind him.

He said in astonishment: "You, you are...Miao Xiaorou?"