Evil Master and Disciple

Ye Feng, the greedy little clever guy, was of course unwilling to hand over the magic swords and storage magic weapons that he had worked so hard to find.

So he took out some rubbish magic swords from the black silk bracelet that he had obtained from Sanzhier's treasure house, intending to get away with it.

Unfortunately, those present were all senior masters who had practiced for many years and had sharp eyes. They could tell at a glance that the dozens of immortal swords Ye Feng took out were all rusty garbage.

Ye Feng gritted his teeth as he looked at Fairy Yunyu who had exposed his little thoughts in public.

He couldn't defeat Fairy Yunyu, so he decided to take revenge on her most beloved disciple Shangguan Lan in the future!

Just when Ye Feng was about to take out the magic swords and magic weapons he had picked up tonight from the black silk bracelet.

Suddenly, Master Yun Yi said, "Ye Feng, your Lingbao Pavilion opened today, and I heard that business is very good."

Ye Feng laughed dryly and said, "It's not that great, it's just to earn some money for Master's wine."

"What a filial child! You even know how to earn wine money for your master! Your love for you is not in vain!"

Fatty Yulong was immediately moved to tears.

Master Yun Yi smiled and said, "Ye Feng, for us cultivators, silver is just wine money. However, you should not take these yellow and white things too seriously. You should still focus your main energy on cultivation and the way of the sword."

Ye Feng said, "Following the teachings of the headmaster, I have been practicing quite diligently recently. I also plan to go down the mountain in a few days to gain experience and prepare for next year's Lingshan Competition."

"Well, you are at the age of playing around. Don't let the hustle and bustle of the world blind you after you come down the mountain. Okay, there is nothing for you youngsters to do here. You guys should go back first. Blood Crane, send them out of the square."

"As ordered!"

The blood crane came out.

Ye Feng was stunned for a moment, then he bowed and said, "Disciple, I'll take my leave."

Seeing that Yun Shuang'er and others were still in a daze, he waved his hand gently, signaling everyone to leave quickly.

Only after Ye Feng and his companions followed Xue He away did the elders around them react.

its not right.

Just let him leave like that?

The magic weapons this kid picked up haven’t been handed in yet!

Fu Jinghong opened his mouth, ready to speak, but Master Yun Yi slowly said, "Jinghong, arrange for people to clean up the square and Yunhai Hall. Those young disciples will be brought here soon."

Fu Jinghong was a little confused.

However, he seemed to understand that Master Yun Yi did not want to take back those high-grade magic swords and magic weapons from Ye Feng.

The other elders and seniors, all of whom were experienced people, now understood Master Yun Yi's thoughts and became very suspicious.

Many elders who came out of the hall saw Master Yun Yi reward Ye Feng with the four divine swords of Yuan Youxin and other four people. At that time, these elders were greatly surprised.

Now Master Yun Yi did not take back the high-grade immortal swords of these elders.

These are not four divine weapons.

But forty or even more.

There are only more than 300, and less than 400, divine swords above the divine weapon level registered in the Yunhai Sect.

Yun Yi gave Ye Feng so much right away?

Fatty Yulong had a strange expression on his face, as if he had thought of something. He glanced at Yun Yi, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and a look of worry flashed across his eyes.

Master Yun Yi has his own considerations.

Today he witnessed with his own eyes the powerful strength of his great-grandmaster Dugu, and saw with his own eyes the horror of the third form of God-Slaying.

Those in the Huaxu realm have no room to resist the third move.

This is the real master!

Ye Feng is the first and only disciple in the past thousand years who has learned the first move of God-Slaying from his great-grandmaster Dugu.

It can be predicted that Uncle Master Dugu will definitely teach Ye Feng the second and third moves in the future, otherwise it would be meaningless to only teach the first move.

Perhaps Ye Feng's mental abilities and scheming are not as good as Dugu Changkong and Fu Jinghong.

But the Three God-Slaying Sword Styles that Ye Feng learned were enough to make up for all his shortcomings and weaknesses.

Master Yun Yi’s idea is very simple.

The Three God-Slaying Sword Styles must be passed down and can only be taught by successive masters.

Only when the Sect Master has learned the Three Sword Styles of God-Slaying can he have enough authority and ability to lead the Yunhai Sect. No other disciples or elders except the Sect Master can practice.

This is a means for each sect to maintain its dignity.

The best way now is for Master Yun Yi to train and support Ye Feng.

Lingbao Pavilion is a means for Master Yun Yi to train Ye Feng.

The same is true today because Ye Feng was not asked to hand over those high-grade magic swords and magic weapons.

Lingbao Pavilion can only allow Ye Feng to win over some middle and low-level disciples.

This batch of high-level magic swords and magical weapons allows Ye Feng to easily win over a group of elder-level masters.

The sects in the world of cultivation are essentially the same as the mortal courts, or the presidential elections in Ye Feng's previous world.

You have to bribe others and form an interest group.

Those masters of cultivation don’t care about gold, silver, or spiritual stones; what they care about are high-grade magic weapons.

Most of the elders were still wondering why Master Yun Yi did not take back these immortal swords.

The clever Fatty Yulong has already figured out what his second senior brother is thinking.

Under the leadership of Xue He, Ye Feng and others successfully left the heavily guarded Yunhai Sect Square.

It was just the second watch of the night, and the entire Yunhai Sect was silent. It seemed that nothing unexpected had happened when Futu led his men to deal with the disciples of the traitorous elders, and no noise had been made.

Come to think of it, there is no need to take action to deal with those young disciples who have not even reached the realm of Divine Silence.

What happened in the square today has not yet spread within the Yunhai Sect, and the disciples on Xingluo Peak and other mountains are unaware of it.

Fu Tu only needed to find an excuse to call out these young disciples, saying that someone had invited them...

You can easily gather all these people in one place, or let them come directly to the square.

As the altitude decreased, several young people landed at Fenglingju.

Chen Xiaodi had no external injuries, but her internal injuries were serious and she needed to rest.

Ye Feng could only send Chen Xiaodi back to rest first.

After watching Mo Zhu holding Chen Xiaodi and gently placing her on the bed, Ye Feng said, "Xiaodi, how do you feel?"

Chen Xiaodi shook her head and said, "Mo Zhu checked my body. I just had some internal injuries and vomited some blood. I'll be fine after a good night's sleep."

Ye Feng took out a piece of thousand-year-old immortal mushroom from his black silk bracelet and said, "Eat this to get well quickly."

"Thank you!"

"We're not friends! You should get some rest first. I'm going to the Fairy Valley and will be back soon."

"Ah."

A group of people stared at the two of them.

"Cough cough cough..."

Hong Jiu started coughing again.

Ye Feng said, "Xiaohong, what's wrong with your throat today? Is it because you're getting angry? Go back and soak some puffed sterculia dahurian to moisten it. You're a young master who has reached the Guiyuan realm. How can you be so naive as to cough all day long?"

Hong Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "I don't care about you anymore!"

With that, he turned around and left Chen Xiaodi's house.