Evil Master and Disciple

After reaching the intermediate level of flying in the sky, Ye Feng will begin to shift the direction of his cultivation, from absorbing spiritual power to improve his cultivation level to condensing his primordial spirit.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Ye Feng saw the old man who was guarding the temple coming out with a broom to sweep the floor.

He ran towards the old man guarding the temple with the green-haired badger in his arms, and immediately shared the good news that he had reached the intermediate level of flying.

The old man who guarded the temple said calmly, "For the past two weeks, you've not only been practicing the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art, but you've also been constantly absorbing the spiritual energy within the spirit stone. Your breakthrough to the middle stage of the Sky Control Realm in such a short period of time was completely within our expectations. Besides, the Sky Control Realm is just the beginning, so what's there to be happy about? And as for you jumping around and singing for an hour?"

Ye Feng chuckled and said, "Isn't it that I'm inexperienced? Next time... next time I will definitely not lose my composure like I did today. Old senior, um... I remember you told me last time that our Yunhai Sect used to have four kinds of cultivation techniques. In addition to the Yunhai Jue and the Chiyang Xinlei Jue, there are also Taiji Dao and the Shenhun Bailian.

From the name, I know that this "Spiritual Soul Hundred Refinements" seems to be specialized in cultivating the spirit and soul. I'm just about to start cultivating the spirit and soul. If you are not too busy, could you spare a little time to give me some guidance? "

"You've only been practicing the Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art for half a month, and you're thinking of practicing the Hundred Soul Refinements? Boy, have you heard the saying, 'You can't chew too much'? The Cloud Sea Art was created by the founder of the Cloud Sea Sect by integrating several other mental techniques, including the now-lost Tai Chi Dao and the Hundred Soul Refinements. If you practice the Cloud Sea Art well, it will be better than anything else."

"I've heard that biting off more than you can chew can be detrimental, but I've also heard that having more skills is better. When it comes to cultivation, of course, the more the better. Old senior, grandpa, please teach me a few of the Hundred Soul Refining Techniques!"

If I can reach the fifth level of the Divine Control Realm within the next two months, maybe I can get a good ranking in the upcoming Yunhai Sect internal competition!

My Sky Control Realm is too low, I have absolutely no room to develop..."

Ye Feng has always had his own little thoughts.

The Yunhai Sect competition was more than two months away. Ye Feng didn't say anything, but he was itching to do so in his heart. He had fantasized many times that he would win the competition, make a big splash, and win the hearts of countless young fans. That way, he wouldn't have to worry about finding a partner in the future.

However, the Yukong Realm can only be said to be at the bottom of the Yunhai Sect competition. If you are lucky, the opponent is also at the Yukong Realm, and you may be able to last for one or two rounds.

It’s different in the Divine Control Realm. There’s no chance of making it into the top ten, but there’s still some hope if you can break into the top 100.

Seeing that the old man guarding the temple didn't want to teach him the Hundred Soul Refinements, Ye Feng threw the green-haired badger aside, knelt in front of the old man with a plop, and hugged his thighs.

He howled, "Old Senior, I'm already fifteen years old and still haven't found a partner! This Yunhai Sect competition is my only chance... If you just teach me the Hundred Soul Refinements, I'll never bother you again... and I'll make you a beggar's chicken every day... Old Senior... please have mercy on me!"

Looking at Ye Feng's rogue appearance, the old man guarding the temple was speechless.

I used to think that Fatty Yulong was a rare talent rarely seen in the Yunhai Sect for a thousand years, but I didn't expect him to be even better than his predecessor...

"You little bastard, you're even more shameless than your master, Huang Youdao!"

"Face is something external to the body, so I don't need it! Senior, I won't let go until you teach me how to refine my soul!"

The green-haired badger looked at the old man guarding the temple being entangled by Ye Feng, the shameless guy, and it started its signature moves again, squeaking and beating the ground with its claws.

This time, not only Ye Feng was laughed at, but even the old man guarding the temple was laughed at.

The old man guarding the temple said, "Boy, you've asked the wrong person. The Hundred Soul Refinements technique has been lost for many years. How could I possibly understand it?"

"The Scarlet Sun Heart Thunder Art has been lost for many years, but shouldn't you know it? You are a senior from the Heavenly Realm, having lived for over a thousand years. You are the most senior and oldest ancestor in the Yunhai Sect. You must know it!"

"Who told you that I am Tianzhijing and have lived for more than a thousand years?"

The old man guarding the temple frowned slightly.

Ye Feng knew he had said the wrong thing, his eyes rolling around as he said, "It was the headmaster who told me when he came last time, asking me to learn some skills from you..."

"Did the Sect Leader tell you?"

"Of course it's the headmaster. Otherwise, how could I possibly know how powerful you are!"

The old man guarding the temple said, "It has nothing to do with Huang Youdao?"

"Huang Youdao? Oh, you said I'm the master? He and I just have an ordinary master-disciple relationship, we're not familiar with each other! Just look at my handsome face that's so sincere and genuine, and you'll know I never lie."

The old man guarding the temple was so frustrated by Ye Feng's entanglement that he kicked him away and said, "The cultivation method of the Hundred Refinements of the Soul was indeed lost in the Immortal Hunting War 2,400 years ago. I only know a part of it..."

"A portion is enough! You are the greatest master in the world today. Even a small amount that slips out from between your fingernails is enough for us to enjoy for a lifetime!"

Ye Feng then threw out a bunch of flattery.

The old man guarding the temple was quite helpless and had to say, "Come find me after I finish sweeping the fallen leaves on the road!"

"How can you, the greatest genius of all time, do such rough work? Let me do it. Don't look at my youth, I'm full of strength. I'm also extremely hardworking and I love to work..."

Ye Feng took the broom from the old man guarding the temple and began to quickly sweep the fallen leaves on the bluestone path.

Seeing this scene, the old man guarding the temple smiled bitterly and shook his head.

He didn't understand why Master Yun Yi sent this kid here.

Suddenly, Ye Feng, who was sweeping the floor, turned around and asked, "Old Senior, do you also know Tai Chi?"

The old man guarding the temple rolled his eyes and turned away.

"I knew you would understand! Don't worry, I'm not interested in Tai Chi Dao right now. Today, you can teach me the Soul Refining Technique. After three to five days, I will ask you to teach me Tai Chi Dao! You'd better prepare in advance!"

I will be released from prison in more than two months. During this time, I will do my best to squeeze out all that you have learned!

Old senior, please go back to your room and rest first. I will come to you after I finish cleaning..."

"Shameless guy! It's such a misfortune for our sect!" The voice of the old man guarding the temple came slowly.

Ye Feng waved the broom and shouted, "Thank you for the compliment, senior. I will continue to work hard!"

Ye Feng spent the next ten days very fulfilling.

He used all kinds of shameless and scoundrel methods to disgust people and pester the old man guarding the temple to teach him all kinds of magical skills.

No matter how well you learn, you must first get the essentials of the cultivation mantras.

Although the old man guarding the temple cursed Ye Feng all day long and called him a shameless person, he would always teach Ye Feng some extremely mysterious skills and sword techniques.

This includes the Soul Refining and Tai Chi techniques that have been lost in the Yunhai Sect for many years.

However, it's a pity that the soul is being refined.

Only two-thirds of this set of secret techniques have been preserved, and one-third of the content has been lost.

But Tai Chi Dao has been preserved almost intact.

At that time, various sects integrated their cultivation methods. In order to prevent disciples from being greedy for perfection, the Yunhai Sect integrated the essence of the four cultivation methods into the "Yunhai Jue". From then on, the disciples of the Yunhai Sect only needed to practice the "Yunhai Jue".

This decision was correct. For more than two thousand years, the Yunhai Sect did not decline after losing the three mental methods, but instead became more prosperous.

However, among the senior elders of Yunhai Sect, there are still some who practice several other mental methods at the same time, but these are almost all after the realm of heaven and man.

Ye Feng was busy practicing every day. Occasionally, he would take some fruits brought by the green-haired badger to sweep the graves of his grandmaster Xuanfu Zhenren and the wordless tombstone that the head master had specifically instructed him to do. His life was quite carefree.

It’s just that I haven’t seen Yun Shuang’er for almost a month, and I always feel empty in my heart, as if something is missing, which is quite uncomfortable.

Ye Feng was not surprised that Yun Shuang'er suddenly stopped coming.

This stubborn and stubborn queen vowed to be among the top ten in this inner sect examination and get a spot in next year's battle between good and evil at Lingshan Mountain.

There are many masters among the younger generation of disciples in Yunhai Sect. Yun Shuang'er is not completely sure about her ability. She must be cramming and practicing in seclusion during this period.

Time passed little by little, and Ye Feng's cultivation level increased every day.

Whether it was his body movements, speed, or sword techniques, he could feel them increasing rapidly.

Practicing the art of the soul consumes a great deal of true essence and spiritual energy.

Fortunately, Ye Feng had a lot of purple crystal spirit stones on him, so he didn't have to worry about the loss of true essence.

The green-haired badger eats and drinks Ye Feng's food every day, and they become good brothers with Ye Feng. However, Ye Feng adheres to the principle of clear accounts between brothers, so he asks the green-haired badger for an amethyst spirit stone every day, and calls it the green-haired badger's food allowance.

The green-haired badger was quite generous, giving one purple crystal spirit stone every day without fail.

It seems that it does not have a treasure house, but more like it has an amethyst mine, the kind that is inexhaustible.

Ye Feng tried to trick the green-haired badger several times, wanting the little guy to take him to its treasure house, but the green-haired badger never fell for it and refused to agree.

This made Ye Fengqi's teeth itch, and he wondered if he could secretly follow the green-haired badger to see where it got the amethyst spirit stone every day.

This day, morning.

In the front mountain of Xingluo Peak is Fengling Residence.

Huang Ling'er was practicing swordsmanship in the yard under the guidance of Fatty Yulong.

The young disciple who had just established his foundation was holding the fire-type divine weapon Fenji in his hand. I wonder how many hard-working cultivators would have their hearts shattered by this scene.

Suddenly, the courtyard door was pushed open, and a little girl in a yellow dress ran in hurriedly.

"Oh no! Oh no..."

The little girl cried anxiously.

Huang Ling'er put away her sword and said, "Xiao Man, what's wrong?"

Xiao Man said, "I just heard that Shangguan Lan, who hurt Senior Brother Ye Feng last time, has been released from house arrest. She has spread the word that she wants to... that... "

"Then what is it?" Huang Ling'er asked curiously.

Xiaoman thought about it, then pinched her neck with both hands, stuck out her tongue, rolled her eyes, and tilted her head.

This expression is not scary, but rather cute.

Huang Ling'er understood and said, "Dad, Senior Sister Shangguan is trying to kill me! Go and take care of her!"

Fatty Yulong said, "Don't worry. She just said those harsh words because she was taken advantage of by Feng'er last time and locked up for a month without leaving the house. She lost face. Our Yunhai Sect has strict rules. I don't believe that Shangguan Lan would dare to touch Feng'er in broad daylight..."

Very familiar line.

The last time Fatty Yulong said these words was a month ago in the Discipline Academy. Right after he finished speaking, he was kicked more than a dozen times by Yu Chenzi. This has become a topic of conversation among the disciples of the Yunhai Sect after dinner.

Huang Ling'er said hesitantly: "Dad, nothing will happen, right?"

"Of course not, Ling'er, let's continue practicing swordsmanship..."

The fat man Yulong held a wooden stick and said, "Your sword strike just now wasn't fast enough, and your return wasn't decisive enough. This move, like throwing a stone to test the waters, is a combination of offense and defense, looking for the opponent's weakness. Your return seemed hesitant, allowing the opponent to attack you from the side and into your left shoulder..."