Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng has a very good foundation.

The original owner struggled for many years at the peak of the third level of Baimai, which laid a good physical foundation for him.

After Ye Feng came to this world, he did not practice directly at first, but systematically studied the distribution of every meridian and every acupoint in the body in the stone prison.

This allowed Ye Feng to break through the Sky Control Realm and make rapid progress when he began to practice sword techniques.

Ye Feng had been continuously activating more than a hundred Qi swords throughout the morning. As he danced and jumped, the more than a hundred Qi swords would change into various styles of sword formations.

Sometimes it becomes a V shape, sometimes it becomes a straight line!

Then, these air swords will be controlled by the magic sword and shoot towards the tall rock.

As time passed, two hours later, Ye Feng, who was having a great time, suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

I was so busy enjoying myself that I forgot that activating the Sword Condensation Style consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

At this moment, there was less than 30% of the spiritual power left in his body.

Upon realizing this, he quickly put away his sword.

His spiritual energy was severely depleted, and the feeling of hunger in his stomach immediately became apparent.

Looking at the sky, it was already noon. In order to avoid worrying his master Ling'er and the others, and also to fill his stomach, Ye Feng resolutely chose to return to Fenglingju on the mountainside.

Fortunately, the main source of power for flying the sword comes from the Purple and Green Divine Sword itself. The remaining spiritual power in his body is enough for this stupid bird to return to the nest.

Now it was not difficult for Ye Feng to fly with the sword. Holding the magic sword, he jumped out as easily as pulling onions out of dry land.

The speed was not slow either. In less than fifteen minutes, he flew to the hillside of the front mountain.

Seeing that the gate was closed, Ye Feng landed directly in the yard.

Master Yulong was still lying on a recliner in the yard, with wine and cakes beside him. He was living a very comfortable life. The fat guy hadn't moved at all in the whole morning.

Seeing Ye Feng descending from the sky holding the immortal sword, Fatty Yulong said unhappily, "Stinky boy, your flying posture with the sword is very unique."

"Senior Sister Shuang'er taught me! I can fly so fast and steady!"

"Who? Senior Sister Shuang'er? The Yun Shuang'er from Mozhuxuan."

"Yeah! I ran into her in the sky shortly after I left this morning. She was pretty nice. Seeing that I wasn't very good at flying with a sword, she let me try using my hands! I didn't expect flying with a sword in hand to be so impressive! I'm planning to treat her to a meal sometime to express my gratitude!"

Looking at Ye Feng's excitement that could not be concealed despite his tiredness, Fatty Yulong rolled his eyes.

He already understood that Yun Shuang'er was teasing this boy.

As a result, the boy was blinded by the beauty and couldn't see Yun Shuang'er's intention.

I also fantasize about treating her to a meal!

What kind of person is it that doesn’t even take a piss and look at himself?

Fatty Yulong didn't bother to expose her, so he said, "You really should treat her to a meal. Not only did she save your life, but she also forgave you and taught you such a unique sword-wielding technique. What a kind person!"

Seeing the divine sword inserted into the scabbard, Ye Feng was surprised when he heard the words: "Master, Senior Sister Shuang'er saved my life? What does that mean?"

"That was twelve years ago."

"Twelve years ago? Did I know her then? Master, tell me about it!"

Fatty Yulong said unhappily, "What's there to say? It's not a glorious thing. It's just that you fell into a cesspool and nearly died of stuffing when Yunshuang found you and fished you out."

"Ah? Master, stop kidding! How could I have fallen into a cesspool?! If you keep saying that, even if you're my master, I'll sue you for defamation and slander!"

"Master, I'm not kidding you about this..."

Fatty Yulong chuckled, and his expression seemed a little obscene.

"Really? Is it true? Did I really fall into a cesspool? And was Senior Sister Shuang'er fished out of it?"

Ye Feng was dumbfounded.

Such an embarrassing thing, how can I face the beautiful Yun Shuang'er in the future?

At this time, Huang Ling'er came out of the kitchen. Seeing Ye Feng, she said happily: "Brother, you are back. Lunch is ready. You and Daddy come and eat!"

Ye Feng was originally quite hungry, but now he had no appetite at all. He hung his head and said, "Oh, here it comes..."

Today's lunch is for four people.

The little girl Xiaoman, who has been recuperating here, is also here.

Her left arm, still fractured, was still bandaged and hanging around her neck.

Ye Feng didn't have much of an appetite, so he just ate a little and went back to his room to meditate and practice to recover his true energy.

Restoring true essence is such a tedious task.

The true spiritual power in the body of a cultivator is the spiritual power existing in nature absorbed through secret methods.

However, the spiritual power in the air is very thin and it is difficult to absorb it.

It feels good to activate the sword technique, and it can restore your true energy and break your soul.

Ye Feng circulated the Qi for two cycles, which took him half an hour, but he only recovered about 30% to 40%.

He said gloomily, "It would be great if there was something that could help cultivators quickly recover their lost spiritual energy."

"Of course." Ye Fuyou's voice sounded.

Ye Feng was stunned and said, "Really? What is it?"

Ye Fuyou said, "There are many things in the world that can quickly restore spiritual power, such as Huiyuan Pills, Huiyuan Talismans, beast demon inner pills, spirit crystals, etc."

Ye Feng suddenly realized.

Why didn’t I think of these?

But on second thought, it seems unrealistic. Both elixirs and talismans are very expensive luxury goods. How can a poor guy like me afford them?

Not to mention the inner elixir of a beast demon. The inner elixir of a thousand-year-old beast demon is priced at a sky-high price.

As for spirit crystals, although he had never seen them before, he knew that they were like gold in his previous life, a hard currency.

In the mortal world, you can use silver to buy things, but in the shops opened by some elders of the Yunhai Sect, you can only shop with spirit crystals.

Last time, Huang Ling'er didn't have spirit crystals to pay the bill, so someone withheld it.

Although he was very disappointed, Ye Feng's mind was still somewhat active.

The recovery of my true energy is so slow now. When my cultivation level reaches a higher level in the future, won’t the recovery be even slower?

Ye Feng touched his chin, thinking that it was time to find a way to earn some spirit crystals.

Of course, I can’t afford to buy talismans and pills, but I can learn to make them.

A great man once said, work hard and you will have enough food and clothing.

"Uncle Fuyou, can you make pills and draw talismans?"

Ye Feng asked in his heart with anticipation.

"I do know a few things, but they are just minor tricks. Do you want to learn them?"

"Yes, if I learn how to draw talismans and make elixirs, I won't have to spend so much time recovering my true energy! Teach me quickly! I want to learn!"

"Kid, you've bitten off more than you can chew. You haven't even started practicing the physical and martial arts that I taught you last time.

Besides, this matter is not as beautiful as you think.

Refining Huiyuan Dan requires a lot of precious immortal herbs. And when drawing the spells on the talismans, you also need to integrate powerful divine power, which is much more tiring than practicing the Ningjian style.

If you want to quickly recover your true essence, the best way is to get more high-grade spirit crystals. Not only will they replenish your spiritual power, but they are also very convenient to carry around."

"Uncle Master, you make it sound so easy. As far as I know, one hundred taels of silver can only be exchanged for a small piece of low-grade spirit crystal.

My pockets are cleaner than my face right now, where can I get the money to buy spirit crystals? "

Ye Fuyou laughed and said, "That's your business."

After saying that, Ye Fuyou fell silent.

Ye Feng turned over, got out of bed, opened the door and went out.

There was no one in the yard. The lazy master had already gone out for a walk.

It was around 4:45 PM, or 2:00 PM.

Seeing that it was still early, Ye Feng decided to go find Fang Tong's friends and ask them if they had any way to make money.

Ye Feng heard some noise in the kitchen and walked over.

I saw Miss Xiaoman kneading the dough with one hand.

Ye Feng asked in surprise: "Xiao Man, what are you doing?"

Xiao Man was a little nervous and said, "Sister Ling'er said she wanted to eat dumplings, so I... wanted to make some for her tonight. I'm kneading the dough right now."

"Little girl, you can't make it yourself when you want to eat. You are injured now, you should take good care of yourself."

"It's okay... My broken bones don't hurt at all!"

Seeing Xiaoman's nervous look, Ye Feng didn't say anything else.

He knew what Xiaoman was thinking.

Which outer sect disciple doesn't want to become a disciple of an inner sect elder?

The day before yesterday, Xiaoman was clamoring to return to the zoo to work, but now she doesn't even mention going back.

Just let her perform well. Maybe if the master is happy, he will keep her in Fenglingju.

"Okay, go ahead and knead the dough. Oh, and tell Ling'er and Master that I'm out for something. If you come back late tonight, remember to leave me a plate of dumplings. I like pork and green onion fillings!"

"Okay, Senior Brother Ye!"

After Ye Feng left Fenglingju, he wandered aimlessly on the mountainside.

He also didn't know where Fang Tong and the other three scoundrels were, so he could only ask everyone he met.

After asking a few people, I got news about Fang Tong and others.

These scumbags usually hang out at the gambling house at the foot of the mountain in the afternoon.

Thinking that it had been such a long time and Ye Feng had not been to the foot of the mountain to see it, he drew out his magic sword and flew towards the foot of the mountain.

The Yunhai clan is a large and powerful family with tens of thousands of disciples. It is a condensed version of the martial arts world, with almost all industries existing here, including those that are not good.

Most of these businesses are run by the elders of the Yunhai Sect. Of course, there are also formal businesses of the Yunhai Sect's Lingbao Academy or Lingshou Garden.

These black market industries in Xingluo Peak are mainly concentrated in the north.

Close to the foot of the mountain is a valley extending northward. Various houses are scattered in the valley and there are countless pedestrians.

Ye Feng’s first impression was that it was a trading market in a certain Xianxia online game.

"I haven't come to the game world, have I?"

Ye Feng suddenly had this strange feeling.

It is so lively here. All the customers are monks, and all the shop owners are monks.

Of course, there are also some mortal ladies who come from thousands of miles away to sell their bodies in the deep mountains and forests.

Originally, Ye Feng came here to look for Fang Tong and others, but at this moment he was immediately attracted by the bustling market.

"Tavern? Gambling den? Inn? Rouge shop? Bookstore? Weapon shop? Clothing store? Silk shop? Why is there... Yihongyuan... Is it a brothel? No way! This is at the foot of the mountain where the Yunhai Sect, the leader of the immortal way, is located. How could there be a brothel here?"

Practice is the only criterion for testing truth! No, I have to go to Yihongyuan to verify it myself! "

Ye Feng turned his body very smoothly and walked towards the shop with the sign of Yihongyuan.