Evil Master and Disciple

After Ye Feng laughed at himself in his heart, he gradually put aside the complicated thoughts in his mind.

He understood that even though he knew that the underworld might be the way home, with his current level of cultivation, it was impossible for him to enter the underworld.

If you enter the underworld by cutting your own throat, God knows whether you will retain your memory in the next life or be reincarnated on Earth.

Besides, what that old senior Qingyun said was right.

What are you going back for?

In this world, he is a young man with a promising future, one of the small group of people standing at the top of the pyramid and enjoying privileges.

Back to the old world, I was nothing, just a 30-year-old single young man who was still licking the goddess.

In this world, you are a dragon and a phoenix, but when you go back, you will be a cow or a horse.

Only a fool would go back.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng gradually felt relieved.

He asked, "Xiao Zi, let's talk about my affairs later. I entered the Divine Sword today and wanted you to help me comprehend the laws of the sword as quickly as possible. You are the sword spirit, so you should be able to help me."

"One last correction. I'm not a sword spirit, I'm a weapon spirit."

"Okay, okay, you are a weapon spirit, you are the most beautiful weapon spirit in the universe, can you help me?"

"I can't help you. You have to discover and comprehend the laws of the universe on your own. The most I can do is borrow some of the power of the laws contained in the sword to help you beat up your opponent when you're fighting."

"Can I still borrow the power of the law?"

"Others can't, but you can. You and Zidian Qingshuang have become one. You can borrow any power from Zidian Qingshuang, including the sword principles you mentioned."

"Really? That's great!"

Ye Feng was overjoyed.

What a bonus.

With Xiao Zi's help, my safety is further guaranteed.

The following topics all revolved around Zi Dian Qing Shuang.

Ye Feng had many questions. For example, who had forged the Purple Lightning Blue Frost? What was the sphere? Why was a sophisticated magic circle used to confine the power of lightning? Who had been the masters of the Purple Lightning Blue Frost throughout history?

Miss Xiao Zi answered them one by one.

After asking many questions, Ye Feng suddenly wanted to slap himself a few times.

What strange questions I ask myself.

So, Ye Feng said, "Xiao Zi, you said that the previous masters of Zi Dian Qing Shuang were all peerless masters. You have followed so many generations of masters, so you should know a lot of peerless skills and magical powers. Why don't you pass on thirty or fifty of them to me... There's nothing else to it. I'm just a collector of magical skills and secret manuals. My main job is to collect the world's skills and magical powers."

"I'm a weapon spirit. How could I possibly understand your human cultivation techniques? You're so funny."

"You've been with the previous masters of the sword for so long, you must have remembered some of their mnemonics."

"I repeat, I am a weapon spirit! I can only stay in this space. Even if I occasionally hear a few words of mantra, I have long forgotten them."

Ye Feng was speechless for a while.

He cursed in his heart, muttering to himself: "What a waste of joy! This little girl has followed so many ancient masters, but she didn't remember anything. What an idiot! Her identity as a sword spirit is completely wasted!"

"Hey, hey, hey, you little bastard, you dare to curse me in your heart? I'll strangle you to death!"

Xiao Zi seemed to be getting annoyed.

The countless silk-like purple light bands that were originally flying suddenly wrapped around Ye Feng's concentrated body and tightened rapidly.

With a pop...

Ye Feng's "body" turned into smoke and exploded.

In reality, Ye Feng's body trembled, and he immediately jumped up with a strange cry.

Reach out and quickly touch your body.

Then he found that his body was intact and he was still in the bamboo forest.

It was already dark at this moment, with bright moon and stars in the night sky and swaying bamboo shadows under the moonlight.

Ye Feng was still terrified as he murmured, "I almost forgot that I only used my mind to enter the sword. I thought it was my body that entered! Xiao Zi was able to see through my thoughts... I guess I can't say bad things about her in my heart anymore."

Ye Feng gained a lot today. In the morning, he learned Dawn from his ancestor, awakened the sword spirit in the evening, learned the truth about this world, and learned from Xiao Zi that he could borrow the power of the magic sword.

He bent down and picked up the purple-green sword that had fallen at his feet.

I looked up at the moon. Based on its current position, I calculated with my fingers that it should not be the second watch yet.

Ye Feng also didn't plan to continue practicing [Dawn].

Before I comprehend the sword intent, if I encounter a strong enemy, I can first borrow the power of the law of purple lightning and blue frost, and I should be able to barely activate [Dawn].

Ye Feng did not go to the ancestral temple to look for his ancestor. After his ancestor taught him the Dawn in the morning, he made it very clear that he should not be bothered recently.

Ye Feng is an obedient and good boy.

Besides, he had other things to deal with.

Before Qin Luo died, he said that Chen Xiaodi looked very much like his deceased daughter and asked Ye Feng to take good care of her.

Ye Feng was busy fighting yesterday and busy practicing today, so he delayed this matter.

It's not even the second watch yet, so I guess Chen Xiaodi is still setting up a stall in Xianling Valley.

Ye Feng has to find her as soon as possible.

That group of people had already killed Qin Luo, and Chen Xiaodi had been very close to Qin Luo during this period.

Maybe these people would think that Qin Luo told Chen Xiaodi some secrets.

Chen Xiaodi's cultivation was so poor that she couldn't even fly. If she encountered danger, she would have no ability to protect herself.

Ye Feng held Ziqing in his hand and transformed into a streak of green lightning, flying towards the Fairy Valley in the northeast direction.

It was not long after dark, and the Fairy Valley was still very lively.

Chen Xiaodi sat in front of her small stall with her chin propped up.

She usually had a light in her eyes, but now she seemed a little depressed and listless, glancing at Uncle Qin Luo's dark noodle stall next to her from time to time.

In the past, Uncle Qin Luo had many oil lamps lit at his stall, illuminating this small area.

But now, it is dark here.

Qin Luo's noodle stall was not open last night and it is still closed tonight.

Chen Xiaodi felt empty after not seeing Qin Luo for two consecutive days.

He was no longer as enthusiastic as before in promoting his handicrafts to passing disciples.

Maybe it was the girl's naturally keen sixth sense, Chen Xiaodi had a bad feeling in her heart.

Ye Feng flew to the vicinity of his own shop in Xianling Valley. He saw Chen Xiaodi squatting in front of the stall from afar, and he felt relieved.

He looked back at the shop. It was brightly lit inside and he could faintly hear the laughter of men and women.

"Boss, I haven't seen you for two days. What have you been up to? Why don't you even come into the shop? Come on, I have something good to show you!"

Zhuge Benlei spotted Ye Feng standing not far from the shop door and looked around, so he pulled Ye Feng into the shop.

There are really a lot of people in the shop.

The Thirteen Protectors and Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter are all here.

But I didn’t see Ling’er and Xiaoman.

The decoration of the shop is almost complete now, and we are just waiting to put the goods on it.

Seeing Ye Feng coming, everyone immediately rolled their eyes.

Fang Tongdao said, "Boss, you're amazing! You haven't been seen for a few days, and now you're here after we've got our swords back! Are you trying to slack off?"

"Sword? What sword?"

When Ye Feng got closer, he was stunned to see rows of immortal swords piled on the ground. There were probably two to three thousand of them, which was more than the immortal swords in Sanzhier's treasure house that he had confiscated.

Ye Feng asked in surprise: "Why are there so many immortal swords? Where did they come from?"

Qi Yao said proudly: "The shop has been cleaned up and it's time to stock up on goods, so we went to the Sword Tomb today."

"Uh...you stole so many immortal swords from the sword tomb."

"How can you say that? How can a cultivator be called a thief? There are over a hundred thousand immortal swords on the Sword Tomb, and anyone can go there to look for a sword. The Yunhai Sect doesn't have any sect rules stipulating that a disciple can only look for one sword in the Sword Tomb."

Ye Feng was speechless.

Is this how the rules are interpreted?

Ye Feng was about to teach this group of shameless thieves a lesson, but then he changed his mind and realized that these people just went to the sword tomb to get some free low-level immortal swords, but what he was reselling were the burial objects of the ancestors of past generations.

In terms of sin, my sins are much greater than those of this group of people.