Evil Master and Disciple

The biological system structure of this world is very complex.

Humans hold absolute dominance, but there are also spirits, monsters, ghosts, demons, etc.

In Ye Feng’s previous life on Earth, these were all supernatural existences.

Most monsters refer to animals with intelligence that condense their inner elixir to practice on their own. Most monsters are very brutal and have very long lifespans, often more than a thousand years. Many ancient monsters can live for more than ten thousand years.

Spirits are generally natural objects, artifacts, and animals that have absorbed the essence of the sun and moon, or have long resided in a place with abundant spiritual energy, thus developing intelligence. There's little difference between spirits and demons, with spirits being more benevolent and less likely to harm humans than demons.

Monsters are usually combined with demons and monsters. Different from normal people or animals, the behavior or appearance of monsters deviates from the public's aesthetics and cognition, and they are often bloodthirsty and brutal.

Ghosts are easy to understand. After death, people cling to the mortal world and are unwilling to pass on, leaving their souls to linger in the human world. Ghosts are yin in nature, and cultivators call them yin spirits. They often harm mortals, such as possessing corpses to revive the soul and absorbing the yang energy of the living.

Spirits are the source of all things. In this world, spirits are often found in magical weapons and special items. For example, powerful magical weapons often contain weapon spirits and sword spirits, which are conscious but incorporeal beings. Generally speaking, spirits are kind, and evil spirits are rare.

In fact, not only humans are divided into good and evil, but also in the world of monsters.

Good beasts, demons, and monsters are called spirit beasts, divine beasts, and fairy beasts by the world.

Brutal beast demons and monsters are classified by the world as evil beasts and demonic beasts.

This is all Ye Feng knows about the beasts, fairies and monsters in this world.

That ugly green-haired little beast laughed at Ye Feng all day long, so Ye Feng naturally classified it as an evil beast.

He asked Yun Shuang'er if she knew what the green-haired little beast was.

Yun Shuang'er shook her head slightly. She didn't know much about beasts, goblins and monsters.

Yun Shuang'er drank a bowl of five-grain liquor, ate most of the beggar's chicken, and left.

Ye Feng planned to catch the little green-haired beast, so he set several traps at the edge of the bamboo forest.

The so-called trap is what you see in wilderness survival reality shows. It's okay to catch field mice, but it's completely unrealistic to catch the green-haired beast that is more cunning than a thousand-year-old fox spirit.

In the next few days, Yun Shuang'er did not appear again, and the little green-haired beast did not come again.

Ye Feng's injuries gradually healed, and it seemed that everything returned to the dull and boring life in the kiln.

At dusk that day, Ye Feng was practicing sword in the open space in front of the bamboo building.

His progress was still very rapid, and he had begun to integrate his sword skills and footwork.

At this moment, he took the Phantom Step and held the magic sword in his hand to perform the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords.

The brief fight with Shangguan Lan a few days ago gave him a lot of insights.

At this moment, he practiced footwork and swordsmanship together, and this boy felt that he was good enough again. He felt that he was terrifyingly strong now.

The old man who guarded the temple was sweeping fallen leaves along the bluestone path, and happened to sweep near the bamboo forest to the north. In the setting sun, the old man looked very thin.

Seeing Ye Feng's sword skills, the old man shook his head slightly.

Ye Feng was very respectful to the elderly and loved the young. When he saw the old man, he immediately stopped practicing sword.

He ran over in a hurry.

"Old senior, do you want me to help you sweep the floor?"

The old man shook his head, then said, "Boy... that's not how you practice sword skills."

Ye Feng was stunned and said, "That's not how I practiced? Then how should I practice? I followed the sword techniques closely and the sword movements were perfect."

The old man said, "The sword techniques, the footwork, the body movements, and the sword in your hand are all dead. Only you are alive! With your lifeless training methods, even if you practice for a hundred years, you will never be able to comprehend the true meaning of the sword."

Ye Feng curled his lips and said, "Old Senior, I'm not trying to offend you, but these past few days I've integrated my sword skills with my body skills, and they've become incredibly powerful! If I meet Senior Sister Shangguan again, I feel like I'm ready to fight."

The old man smiled bitterly and said, "You are truly arrogant. Since you make porridge and soup for me every morning, I will make an exception and teach you a few moves. Try to attack me with your so-called amazing sword skills."

"How can I be so embarrassed? You look very old, old man. How can I, a young and strong handsome guy, lay hands on you?"

"You might as well give it a try. If you can find one, you can eat as much fruit as you want from the offerings in the ancestral hall."

"Oh, that's what you said! Old senior, I'm sorry!"

Ye Feng immediately took a mysterious step, stepped forward, and stabbed the old man with the Immortal's Guide, a move of thirty-six deadly swords.

The old man didn't even look at it and continued to sweep the fallen leaves. He tilted the broom in his hand slightly, directly dissolving Ye Feng's sword.

Ye Feng was stunned, changed his position, and appeared beside the old man, performing the Green Dragon Emerging from Water move.

The old man was still sweeping the floor. His body did not change at all, nor did he show any intention of dodging. He just turned the broom and directly deflected the attack of the Purple Green Sword.

Ye Feng cursed, and his figure suddenly appeared behind the old man like a phantom wave. He leaped up and a white rainbow pierced the sun.

The old man finished sweeping the fallen leaves on his left and began to sweep the fallen leaves on his right. His body sank slightly, and the white rainbow piercing the sun in the leaf wind turned into a white rainbow piercing the sky...

Ye Feng didn't believe it, so he used his mysterious body skills to continuously stab the old man with his sword from all directions.

The old man didn't even look at Ye Feng from beginning to end, he just kept sweeping the floor.

But every sword of Ye Feng was perfectly avoided by the old man.

It seemed as if the old man already knew every sword move Ye Feng would make next.

The whole process went smoothly without any delay.

Ye Feng launched dozens of attacks, but they were all resolved calmly by the old man.

"No more fighting! No more fighting! Old Senior...how do you know every single one of my sword moves? You can easily neutralize them without even glancing at them. What's going on?"

Ye Feng knew that if he continued to fight, he would only bring humiliation upon himself, so he had to put away his sword.

The old man said calmly: "I told you, this is not the way to practice swordsmanship."

"Then how should I practice?"

The old man put the broom aside, then put his right hand together to form a sword. Suddenly, the purple-green sword that was already inserted in the scabbard behind him came out.

This scene frightened Ye Feng.

This thing is a blood-refined divine weapon, it can only be controlled by yourself!

The old man casually stretched out his finger and actually controlled his purple-green sword to come out of its sheath.

The old man did not hold the sword, but used his sword fingers to control the purple and green sword.

The whooshing sound was heard quickly.

The old man also used the Phantom Footwork to activate the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords.

The Purple-Green Immortal Sword was spinning around the old man, performing various sword moves that Ye Feng was very familiar with.

Sword Qi burst out from the Purple Green Immortal Sword. The dense sword Qi frightened Ye Feng so much that he stepped back repeatedly, fearing that the sword Qi would hurt him.

At this moment, the old man's movements were sometimes slow and sometimes fast, and countless glowing sword energies shot out.

After showing off for a while, the old man's withered right hand finally grasped the hilt of Ziqing's sword.

“The footwork and sword techniques you perform are all performed in a certain order according to the formulas and moves you have learned. If you can do it, others can do it too.

When you take the first step, your opponent already knows your next step, where you will step, and what sword moves you will make. In this way, he can kill you instantly.

All sword techniques and footwork are just auxiliary training. You must not confine yourself to mantras and moves. Boy, read this carefully..."

After saying this, the old man's figure changed rapidly, and the purple-green sword in his hand kept attacking.

Ye Feng was watching from the side in amazement.

Every step the old man took was based on the technique of illusion.

Every sword move is also a move of the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords.

But when Ye Feng performed it, it was completely different.

Ye Feng's sword moves were standard, but each of the old man's swords was extremely tricky.

At the same time, when the old man draws his sword, he will release sword energy to protect himself.

These sword energies can not only make it difficult for the opponent to resist when fighting, but also can defend oneself well.

After a move of Wind Blowing Lotus Leaves, the next move should be to follow up with Jade Girl Presenting the Lute. Only in this way will the sword moves not leave any flaws and maintain a state of continuous attack.

After all, the name of the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords tells you that almost all the sword moves are mainly offensive.

However, after the old man made the lotus leaves blow away with a gust of wind, he did not accept the zither offered by the fairy.

Instead, he twisted his waist, spun his body and rose more than ten feet into the sky, following the move of an eagle striking the sky.

In actual combat, when Eagle strikes the sky, the sword will fall from the sky, and the opponent will definitely use the sword to block it.

Then the opponent will take advantage of your mid-air position and usually perform moves similar to climbing the mountain to catch the moon, such as upward or sideways slashing.

According to the training formula of the Thirty-Six Deadly Swords, after the eagle soars into the sky, the feet will not touch the ground and there will be no force to gain leverage. The only way is to use the Black Tiger's Tail to attack and defend in order to dissolve the opponent's moves.

However, the old man, while in mid-air, performed three sword moves in succession: the eagle flying down, the flag rolling with the wind, and the swallow entering the nest.

It's completely different from the sword technique.

Although the order of the sword technique was different, it was extremely exquisite after being activated. Especially during the activation process, sword energy was continuously emitted, making it impossible to defend against it! The power was many times greater than that of Ye Feng's!

"How could this happen! Is this even possible?"

Ye Feng looked on in amazement, deeply shocked.

After the old man performed thirty-six swords, he stood there, frowning as he looked at the rusty purple-green sword in his hand, as if he realized that the sword was unusual.

Ye Feng came back to his senses and stepped forward, saying, "Old Senior, you are truly amazing! You are simply the sweeping monk of this era, Feng Qingyang! I want to take you as my disciple!"

The old man said calmly, "I don't accept disciples."

"No, I'm very talented. If you accept me as your apprentice, I promise not to let you down!"

The old man shook his head.

Given his seniority, if he really accepted Ye Feng as his disciple, I'm afraid that the current head of the Yunhai Sect, Master Yun Yi, would have to kowtow three times when he saw Ye Feng.

He said slowly: "Boy, your sword... is quite interesting. Where did you get it?"

The old man narrowed his eyes and observed the Purple-Green Sword carefully.

"I found this sword from the sword tomb on the cliff in the back mountain when I reached the Flying Sky Realm some time ago. Is there anything wrong with this sword, old senior?"

Ye Feng tried hard to remain calm and looked at the old man with a puzzled expression.

He felt that the old man guarding the temple must be a hermit and must have discovered Ziqing's secret.

"Sword Tomb? Haha, the Sword Tomb has existed for thousands of years, and there is no sword as good as this one. Did you know that the blade of this sword is not blue, but purple."

The old man spoke slowly. He had seen through the sword. His gaze was fixed on the hollow spherical guard. His cloudy eyes emitted a faint cold light.

"Purple? Old Senior, what are you talking about! I've been using this sword for half a month, and the sword light it emits has always been dark blue. I'm not color blind, there's no way I'm mistaken."

"It seems you don't know the true power of this sword either."

Suddenly, the old man's eyes focused, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out from his body.

Ye Feng only felt an invisible air wave rushing towards him, like a tsunami several meters high hitting him.

He was directly swept away several feet by the aura emanating from the old man and fell among the flowers and plants.

Ye Feng was horrified. What was going on? This old man threw him over ten meters away with just a glance?

He struggled to get up and saw an incredible scene.