Evil Master and Disciple

After Ye Feng talked with his master uncle for a while, he began to practice the Hundred Refinements of the Soul.

Although the effect of practicing during the day is not as good as at night, his spiritual power is now severely depleted, so any recovery is helpful.

During the process of cultivation, Ye Feng discovered a huge business opportunity.

Most of the recovery pills in this world are Huiyuan Pills, which are mainly used to restore spiritual power.

There is no elixir that can restore the power of the soul.

The power of the spirit and soul here refers to the power of the spirit and the power of the soul.

These two mysterious powers from the sea of ​​soul can only be restored bit by bit through meditation or sleep.

Ye Feng thought that if he could develop a pill that could restore the power of the soul, he would really become rich.

It definitely won't be like Huiyuan Dan, which only costs a few dozen taels of silver. It should start at at least a thousand taels of silver.

If an idiot like Ye Feng can think of this plan to make a fortune, how could countless sages throughout history who are countless times smarter than him not think of it?

However, for countless years, no alchemy master has been able to refine a pill that can restore spiritual power in a very short time.

The quickest way to recover is through cultivation techniques similar to the Hundred Refinements of the Soul.

The power of the soul is different from the spiritual power of the meridians.

Spiritual power can be seen and touched.

If there is no spiritual power in the body, you can take a spirit stone and absorb it directly, or absorb spiritual energy from nature into your body.

The power of the soul is so mysterious that it is impossible to control it.

This is also a small regret for countless cultivators during their practice.

Ye Feng meditated and practiced for several hours, from daytime to late at night.

During this period, Yue Yinling, An Nian, Fu Jinghong, Hong Jiu and others came to see him.

They were all blocked by Shen Tianqi next door.

After everyone knew that Ye Feng's spiritual power was greatly depleted, they did not disturb him to rest.

When Ye Feng woke up from meditation, it was already late at night.

In the dark room, Sanzhier was sleeping beside him.

It was very quiet outside, and no sound could be heard.

Ye Feng opened his spiritual sense and could sense some human aura.

After several hours of meditation and practice, his spiritual power recovered a lot.

When he woke up from the cave at noon, he had only recovered about 30%.

It has now recovered 70%.

His face no longer looked as tired as it had in the afternoon.

Nowadays, the world is full of chaos and crises. Ye Feng, who is in the late stage of laziness, finally starts to work hard for the sake of safety.

Soon he entered the state of cultivation again.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already bright outside and Sanzhier on the bed was nowhere to be seen.

At this moment, Ye Feng swept away all his fatigue.

Although his spiritual power has not yet recovered to its peak state, he now has enough spiritual power to fight the enemy and deal with all dangers.

He got out of bed, opened the door and walked out.

This is a guest room located on the hillside of Xiaoyao Peak.

Xiaoyao Peak is far inferior to Xingluo Peak.

Its height is not even as high as Luoxia Peak to the west of Xingluo Peak.

The scenery of the Qinglong Mountains is far less beautiful than that of the Tianyun Mountains.

The sea of ​​clouds is not under your feet, but above your head.

There is no fairy spirit at all.

"Old Ye, are you awake?"

Hong Jiu in white clothes held his Burning Heaven Sword and leaned against an old crooked tree not far away.

"Why are you alone? Where are the others?"

"This time we are here to track down the disciples of the Demon Sect. The others have basically gone to track them down."

"What? Are you going to track down the Demon Cult? Even a fool knows that the Demon Cult disciples have already left Qinglong Mountain for thousands of miles. Where can we go to track them?"

"It seems like we are going to Wuyun City..." Hong Jiu said seriously.

Ye Feng was speechless.

He walked up to Hong Jiu, nudged him with his arm, and said in a somewhat obscene manner: "Xiaohong, you and Senior Sister Chuchu have been together for a while. How is it going? Did you get her?"

Hong Jiu rolled his eyes at him and said, "Old Ye, could you please stop being so vulgar? What happened between Chuchu and me was pure."

"Can purity be eaten? Isn't it just that little thing between men and women? I thought you were so capable..."

Hong Jiu's words made Ye Feng understand that this young man in white was still a virgin like himself.

Hong Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "You and your two junior sisters, Shuang'er and Tianqi, went down the mountain to train for several days. Did you capture them?"

"Xiaohong, why are you so vulgar? Shuang'er Tianqi and I have a pure relationship between a man and a woman. You are defiling our love. I despise you..."

Hong Jiu was speechless.

This guy is too hypocritical.

When it comes to myself, it’s the little things between men and women.

In him, it is the pure love between men and women?

Love your mom's love.

Suddenly, Ye Feng seemed to think of something. He hunched his neck and looked towards the room next to him, saying, "Shuang'er and Tianqi are not in the room, right?"

Hong Jiu said, "Don't worry. They went to Wuyun City with Chuchu and other women to track down the disciples of the Demon Sect early in the morning. The eldest brother and some people went to Baolong Temple. There are not many disciples of the Yunhai Sect on Xiaoyao Peak now."

"That's good, that's good! Oh, Xiaohong, I forgot to ask yesterday about the exact losses suffered by the Xiaoyao Sword Sect."

Hong Jiu said: "The loss is quite huge. Xiaoyao Sword Sect was once considered one of the best sects in the Qinglong Mountains, but after this incident, it has been reduced to a small and insignificant sect.

The situation in Qinglong Mountain is very complicated. I estimate that it won't be long before Xiaoyao Sword Sect will be swallowed up by several other sects."

Ye Feng sighed, "I always heard about the evil world and the cruelty of the Demon Cult while I was on the mountain. But after I got down here, I felt it firsthand. I was thinking of traveling around the world with Shuang'er and Tianqi, and keeping them company in the mortal world. But after what happened at Qinglong Mountain, I don't dare to go any further."

Hong Jiu said: "Old Ye, why are you sighing here? Even Blood Prince was defeated by your sword. How can anyone hurt you?

We are not outsiders. Tell me the truth. Was the sword you used to defeat the Blood Prince the...Three God-Slaying Swords of our ancestors?"

Ye Feng glanced at Hong Jiu and said, "What's the Three Swords of God Slaying? I've never heard of it. My move is called Dawn... Pah... My move is called Whisper, yes, the last whisper!"

Hong Jiu rolled his eyes and said, "Dawn has already come out, and you're still whispering. I don't want to learn, so why are you so wary of me?"

"Whether you want to learn or not, the moves I activated were all whispers, and have nothing to do with beheading gods. Besides, do you really not want to learn? Xiaohong, you are the future Burning Heaven God of War in our world, a man who stands tall and proud. Tell me honestly, do you really not want to learn?"

Hong Jiu was immediately teased and speechless.

The Three Sword Styles of God-Slaying are what all sword practitioners dream of learning.

Hong Jiu is also a master swordsman, so how could he not want to learn?

"I...I do have some ideas, but you definitely won't teach me."

"Of course I can't teach you, nor do I dare to teach you. My ancestors have strictly forbidden me to pass on the knowledge to outsiders. If you want to learn, go to the back mountain to find my ancestors when you have time."

"Old Ye, what does the old ancestor like every day? Tell me... Old Ye, don't leave, good brother..."