Evil Master and Disciple

Fatty Yulong personally checked Ye Feng's cultivation and the broken sword that was almost dead from rust, and did not notice anything wrong.

But why did that little girl suffer such serious internal injuries?

Not only was there a fracture, but blood was spurting out on the spot.

According to Ye Feng, when the Qi sword he released was about to hit Xiaoman, Xiaoman blocked it with the magic sword in her hand at the critical moment.

With a loud crash, the little girl's sword slipped out of her hand and was blown away by the recoil force.

In other words, the Qi sword did not hit the little girl's body directly, but hit her magic sword.

Today was the first time that Ye Feng tried to condense a Qi sword. Being able to condense a Qi sword was already very rare. Its power would definitely not be too strong. It was even more impossible for him to use a magic sword to almost dislocate the internal organs of the little girl who was also at the Flying Sky Realm.

What's the problem?

"Could it be that someone is secretly doing something wrong?!"

Fatty Yulong had this strange idea.

At the moment when Ye Feng condensed the Qi sword, a cultivator with decent cultivation secretly used his luck to strengthen the power of Ye Feng's Qi sword.

Once the matter was linked to conspiracy, Fatty Yulong's mind was completely opened.

Ever since he learned that Ye Feng's body was dumped in a mass grave a month ago, Fatty Yulong knew that the person who did it would never let it go.

After all, he couldn't bet his life and property on Ye Feng's memory not being restored. He would definitely find another opportunity to kill Ye Feng.

The Yunhai Sect has strict rules. Even if Ye Feng is Yulong's disciple, he will be severely punished if he kills a fellow disciple.

It's not that you will lose your life, but it is definitely possible that your cultivation will be ruined or you will be expelled from the inner sect.

As long as Ye Feng loses his status as an inner disciple, or loses the protection of Master Yulong, the other party can use a hundred ways to kill Ye Feng, this thorn in his side.

Unfortunately, the opponent did not expect that the little girl's reaction was not slow. She used the magic sword in her hand to block the incoming sword just one second before the sword hit her.

"Why did you harm Feng'er? Was it because of those magical herbs and immortal fungi? Or was it because Feng'er knew a secret he shouldn't have known? Who did you offend?

Or... Feng'er's background has been exposed?"

Fatty Yulong's expression suddenly became serious.

"That shouldn't be the case. I'm the only one in the world who knows Feng'er's background. No one else should know. If it's really because of Feng'er's background, Feng'er can't still be alive...

What happened to Feng'er during this period should have nothing to do with his background.

Wait...does Junior Sister Yuying know something? I did that thing with her back then, and this time she's been putting pressure on Yu Chenzi. It seems like she's punishing Feng'er, but it also seems like she's protecting him.

Could it be that Junior Sister Yuying knows Feng'er's background? No, I have to find out Junior Sister Yuying's background first."

Fatty Yulong's eyes gradually changed, and he muttered to himself in his heart.

In fact, Master Yulong guessed wrong.

This incident really has nothing to do with the murderer who harmed Ye Feng last time.

It has nothing to do with Ye Feng’s mysterious life experience.

The reason why Ye Feng's condensed Qi sword was so powerful was not only because it was his first time using it and he knew nothing about it, so he mobilized a large amount of true energy in his Dantian, but also because of the purple lightning and green frost.

Zi Dian Qing Shuang's spiritual power is extraordinary. At least 70% of the spiritual power of the Qi sword that hurt Xiao Man came from Zi Dian Qing Shuang's own power, which increased the power of the Qi sword by several times.

That's why Xiaoman's internal organs were injured.

However, Master Yulong did not realize the power of Zi Dian Qing Shuang, and mistakenly thought that someone was secretly fanning the flames and wanted to kill Ye Feng.

Ye Feng didn't know what Fat Master was thinking at the moment. Seeing Fat Master's eyes changing rapidly, he hid far away holding the purple and green sword to avoid being kicked by Fat Master again.

At this time, Fatty Yulong slowly came to his senses and saw his eldest disciple hiding a few feet away with a rat-like look.

He said angrily, "I've arranged to have drinks with some of your uncles at noon. Don't think about practicing sword-concentrating techniques or running to the mountaintop square these days. First, perfect your disgusting and embarrassing sword-controlling technique. Tying ropes to your feet while flying is not only embarrassing, but also dangerous. What if you encounter an enemy while flying with your sword? How will you draw your sword?"

"Disciple will follow Master's instructions! I will practice sword control right away!"

The fat master's words gave Ye Feng a reminder.

Someone is secretly trying to kill me. If the other party attacks me while I am flying on the sword, it would be terrible!

The most urgent thing now is to practice the sword-wielding technique step by step.

"Tell Ling'er not to wait for me to come back for dinner!"

After giving a few instructions, Fatty Yulong put his hands behind his back and walked out of the yard.

When Ye Feng saw that the fat master had left, he quickly closed the gate and came to Huang Ling'er's room.

Huang Ling'er is beautiful and kind-hearted. She was sitting on the edge of the bed chatting with the little girl.

Seeing Ye Feng coming in, Huang Ling'er stood up and said, "Brother, where is Daddy?"

Ye Feng said, "Master went to meet some uncles and aunts for a drink, so we shouldn't wait for him to eat. Ling'er, how is Miss Xiaoman?"

Xiao Man on the bed nodded gently and said, "I'm much better now. I can go back to the zoo later."

Huang Ling'er said, "Don't rush back. You need to heal your wounds. Little sister, you take a rest first. I'll make you something delicious!"

"No! I can't do that! Sister Ling'er, you are the daughter of Elder Yulong, you are of noble status, and I am just an outer sect disciple, how can I ask you to take care of me!"

The little girl tried to struggle to get up, but her injuries were aggravated and she let out a low groan of pain.

"Don't move around, you've touched the wound! I'm just an ordinary person, not a noble one at all. I cook three meals a day for Daddy and Senior Brother! Get some rest, or I'll be angry if you move around again!"

"Yes, yes, Miss Xiaoman, it's important for you to recover now. I also broke a bone some time ago, and I found that using spiritual energy to nourish the broken bone can not only relieve pain, but also speed up the healing process. You should honestly recover here for the next few days, otherwise I will feel bad!"

Looking at Ye Feng's sincere look, Xiao Man felt confused.

Is this still the Ye Feng who ran rampant in the village and bullied men and women?

Ye Feng and Huang Ling'er comforted Miss Xiaoman with a few words, and then walked out of the room together.

Huang Ling'er went to the kitchen to busy herself, while Ye Feng began to practice sword-wielding skills in the yard.

This time, Ye Feng did not tie himself with ropes, but just like yesterday, he flew in the air only three or four meters above the ground.

In fact, the sword-flying technique is not difficult. When flying with a sword, gather spiritual power on your feet. Your feet will generate a suction force with the sword, allowing the sword-flyer to stabilize his body.

As long as they practice diligently, even the dumbest disciple can master the technique of flying a sword.

Ye Feng was eager to travel around the world as soon as possible and fulfill his long-cherished dream of flying on a sword, so he made himself a pair of flying shoes.

Today he has experienced the thrill of flying a sword in the sky, and has also been to the martial arts square on the top of the mountain to see the world. Now he should just practice honestly and step by step.

Perhaps it was because he had been flying in the sky for a long time today, and now that he was not tied with a rope, his sword-wielding skills were much stronger than yesterday.

This is what Ye Fuyou said. Flying at high speed and high altitude is of great benefit to Ye Feng's practice of sword-wielding skills.

It can help Ye Feng master the sword-controlling skills faster.

At the same time, Master Yulong arrived at the gate of Mozhuxuan.

The courtyard gate was open, but Master Yulong did not go in. He kept wandering around the door stealthily, as if hesitating and struggling.

He is now unsure whether the series of incidents that happened to Ye Feng meant that Ye Feng's background had been exposed.

I'm even more unsure whether Junior Sister Yuying really knows something.

What if Junior Sister Yuying knew nothing and that she had only pressured the Discipline Court to help Yun Shuang'er vent her anger? If he went in now, wouldn't that be a confession? Would he be pushing Ye Feng directly into the fire pit?

Jiang He, the sixth disciple of Jade Ying Zhenren, saw Uncle Yulong circling around the door for several times.

She felt something was wrong and quickly reported the matter to her senior sister Jinhe.

Jin He was a little surprised. This Mozhuxuan was very secluded and few people came here.

Master Yulong kept pacing around the door, something must be wrong.

So, Jin He and Jiang He came out.

Sure enough, I saw the chubby Uncle Yulong standing not far away, with a very conflicted expression on his face.

Jin He stepped forward and said, "Uncle Yulong, I see you've been wandering around here for quite some time. Did you lose something? Would you like us to help you look for it?"

Fatty Yulong came back to his senses and laughed dryly, "No... nothing was lost. What about Jinhe? Is your master here?"

Jin He nodded and said, "We just had lunch, and Master is drinking tea. Uncle, are you looking for Master? Is there something wrong?"

In the end, Fatty Yulong didn't have the courage to ask Yuying in person.

But he was very smart. He rolled his eyes and said, "It's nothing serious. There were so many people here yesterday that it's hard to say some things. Uncle, I just want to thank Yuying for taking care of my useless disciple. If it weren't for her, Feng'er probably wouldn't have waited for me to come back.

Oh, forget it, I'm leaving first..."

Fatty Yulong left with his hands behind his back.

Looking at his fat back, Jin He frowned slightly.

Jiang He said, "Big Sister, has Master Yulong lost his mind? Why can't I understand what he means?"

Jin He's eyes flickered, and he said slowly, "I don't understand either. Let's go, let's go back."

She actually vaguely understood what Fatty Yulong meant.

Because during this period of time, she also felt that her master seemed to be protecting Ye Feng.

After the two returned to the yard, Jin He went straight to the bamboo house of his mentor, Yuying Zhenren.

The door was half-open, and a faint scent of tea wafted out from the bamboo house.

Jinhe walked in and closed the door.

Jin He said, "Master, Senior Uncle Yulong just arrived."

"Oh, what's that fat guy doing here again?"

"He said he wanted to thank Master for taking care of Ye Feng. If it weren't for Master, Ye Feng would have died long ago."

Upon hearing this, True Person Yuying's expression slightly stiffened, and some of the tea in the cup in her hand spilled out.