Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng came to the bamboo house in the back mountain, and Chen Xiaodi had just finished dinner.

The black bamboo ghost girl was talking to Chen Xiaodi in the bamboo building.

Perhaps because Qin Luo's death had not yet allowed Chen Xiaodi to recover from her grief, her mood had not been very high. Most of the time, Mo Zhu was talking while she was listening.

Seeing Ye Feng carrying San Zhier into the bamboo building, Mo Zhu rolled his eyes and said, "Master Ye, why are you here again?"

Ye Feng said angrily: "I built this bamboo house, why can't I come? Mo Zhu, you have to distinguish between the big and small kings. If you talk to me like this again, don't blame me for burning your shelter."

Although Mo Zhu is a female ghost, she still retains a considerable amount of cultivation.

Ye Feng can't beat Mo Zhu now.

However, Mozhu also has weaknesses.

That is the spiritual painting.

If the spiritual painting is destroyed, her soul will be torn apart immediately.

Sure enough, Ye Feng's threat made Mo Zhu wilted.

Ye Feng came to Chen Xiaodi with a triumphant look on his face and said, "Xiaodi, how are your injuries?"

Chen Xiaodi shook her head and said, "After you applied the elixir on me last night, my leg pain went away. Today, the old man in the ancestral hall gave me another pill, and now I can even walk."

"That won't do. A broken bone will take a hundred days to heal. The elixir is just a supplement. You'd better stay in bed for a while and don't walk. If you want to go somewhere, I can carry you on my back!"

"You little brat, I knew you had bad intentions. Can you carry Xiaodi on your back if she wants to go to the bathroom?"

Mo Zhu will never miss any opportunity to strike Ye Feng.

Seeing Chen Xiaodi's fair cheeks slightly reddened, Ye Feng said, "Xiaodi, don't listen to Mo Zhu. She's a female ghost, not a human! Don't let her get too close to you in the future! She'll lead you astray."

Chen Xiaodi said, "I already know that Sister Mozhu is the spirit in the painting. She takes good care of me and treats me well. She won't lead me astray."

"What I said is wrong... It's not what you think. This female ghost is abnormal. She likes..."

"Go away, Ye Feng, why are you coming to a girl's room in the middle of the night and saying these things? How can a man and a woman be in the same room together? Get out now, or people will gossip about you!"

Before Ye Feng could tell Mo Zhu that he was polishing a mirror, he was forcibly dragged out of the bamboo building by Mo Zhu.

Arriving at the bottom of the bamboo building, Mo Zhu whispered viciously, "What do you want to do, little brat?"

Ye Feng said: "It's not what I want to do, it's what you want to do. Xiaodi is only in her teens, don't do anything rash."

Mo Zhu frowned and said, "It's been so long since Bai Yunzi and I met. I've forgotten it a long time ago. I just regarded Xiao Di as my good friend and sister. You don't understand this kind of pure and sincere sisterly love!"

"I can understand sincerity, but as for purity... I don't agree. I have to warn you, Qin Luo entrusted Xiao Di to me before he died. I have to be loyal to the person who entrusted me. I can't let you bring disaster to Xiao Di."

If another girl said this, Ye Feng would not doubt it.

But Mozhu is a mirror polisher, and he dare not believe Mozhu's punctuation mark in this relationship.

"I've already told you that I treat Xiaodi as my sister. Why don't you believe me? Hurry up and leave. Don't let me see you..."

Chen Xiaodi lay in front of the window, watching Mo Zhu punching and kicking Ye Feng.

Ye Feng did not leave.

This time, in addition to checking on Chen Xiaodi's injuries, I also wanted to practice Dawn.

I originally planned to practice slowly, but I didn't expect that my opponent in the future would be Lin Yi.

As the true disciple of the master, Lin Yi is not easy to deal with.

God knows how much earth energy Lin Yi has absorbed over the years.

In all the competitions so far, Lin Yi has been playing the fool in the ring and has not exerted his full strength.

Moreover, Lin Yi’s Fulong Sword should be of divine grade.

Breaking the Dawn is not something that can be mastered in just three or five days.

Ye Feng just wanted to practice in advance to see if he could really borrow the power of Purple Lightning and Green Frost and barely unleash one or two percent of the power of Dawn.

Ye Feng cursed and said, "Mo Zhu, it'd better be as you said, otherwise I will really burn your spiritual painting!"

He didn't go far, as it was safest to practice Dawn Breaking here.

In the past, he would go to the cold pond in the back mountain to practice. That was his secret base.

Ever since the attack, Ye Feng rarely went to the cold pond in the back mountain. Even though he knew that there was the blood crane protecting him in secret, he still didn't dare to take the risk.

After Mo Zhu returned to the bamboo building, Ye Feng drew out the purple-green sword.

The divine consciousness turned into a thin thread like a steel needle, slowly piercing into the barrier in the magic sword, and quickly passed through countless lightning areas and entered the purple spherical world.

"Miss Xiao Zi! Are you asleep?"

"How dare you appear before me? Last time you cursed me in your heart, and I haven't settled the score with you yet."

The clear and pleasant voice of the little girl, like the sound of a distant valley, soon rang out slowly in this world filled with countless floating light bands.

At the same time, many vibrant light bands converged towards Ye Feng from all directions.

It seemed that it was going to strangle Ye Feng to death by the human form condensed by Ye Feng's divine power, just like last time.

"Xiao Zi, I was wrong! I didn't know you could see through my mind! I promise I will never call you a little fool in my heart again! Please forgive me this time!"

"That's pretty much it!"

As a spirit, Xiao Zi's IQ seems to be the same as her voice, only about eight or nine years old.

Ye Feng coaxed her into submission with just a few words.

Seeing that Xiao Zi was no longer angry, Ye Feng rubbed his hands and revealed his little fox tail.

"Miss Xiao Zi, the last time we talked, you said you could help me borrow the power of Zi Dian Qing Shuang's sword principles. I want to give it a try.

The day after tomorrow I have to face a very strong opponent. I can lose to anyone but him! Please help me."

"Since your apology is so sincere, I reluctantly agree to it."

I don’t know how much time passed.

Mo Zhu and Chen Xiaodi in the bamboo house felt a surge of power at the same time.

The two came to the window and saw Ye Feng standing in the open space on the east side, holding a sword in one hand, bathed in the moonlight.

A strong wind suddenly blew up, and then the two women saw that the fallen leaves and many pieces of gravel on the ground around them were slowly floating up as if controlled by a mysterious force.

Sanzhier seemed to sense the breath of danger and jumped into the bamboo forest in the north to avoid it.

"Kaichen...this feeling...is right."

Miss Mozhu looked at Ye Feng below the bamboo building and felt the breath around her.

This aura was not the same as the one Ye Feng felt when he was practicing yesterday, but it was very similar to the aura that old Dugu Chan felt when he taught Ye Feng this set of sword techniques yesterday morning and demonstrated the sword moves with a bamboo sword.

This is not the power of aura or spiritual energy.

This is the sword intent, the power of the law.

In the ancestral temple not far away, Dugu Chan, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, slowly opened his eyes.

The old man was not surprised that Ye Feng could borrow the power of Purple Lightning and Green Frost.

If Ye Feng could not borrow Ziqing's sword intent, Dugu Chan would not have taught Ye Feng this move at this time.

But what puzzled Dugu Chan was that this boy was going further and further astray on the path of swordsmanship yesterday, so how come he suddenly knew how to use the purple and green sword intent?

He murmured to himself, "Borrowing someone else's swordsmanship is not a long-term solution. Boy, you have to walk the path of swordsmanship on your own."

Under the bamboo building, Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and saw the leaves and gravel slowly floating up around him.

He felt a mysterious and unfamiliar power burst out from the magic sword. This power did not dissipate, but entered his body.

This power is not spiritual power, but more like an invisible and intangible force field, a kind of thought.

"Is this the sword intention?"

Ye Feng felt this power for the first time and was greatly surprised.

The leaves and pebbles floating around him felt connected to him. It was as if every fallen leaf and stone was imbued with a powerful sword intent, transforming into an indestructible blade.

"So this is what those stones controlled by Chu Tianxiong are like! I was lucky enough to defeat him!"

Ye Feng muttered to himself secretly in his heart.

At this time, a tall man wearing a gorgeous dark green Taoist robe walked out from the depths of the bamboo forest.

It was none other than Master Yun Yi.

Yun Yi stood in the shadow at the edge of the bamboo forest, looking at the sword intent that Ye Feng was urging not far away, and feeling the surging sword intent.

Yun Yi's eyes flickered as he murmured, "Is this the first move of the Three God-Slaying Swords?"