Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 758

2021-08-06

Chapter 758 The secret hand of Yin Rurong, the challenge to the Misty Sect

in the sky.

The scorching sun, Holy City City Lord, held the door plaque covered with red cloth in person and stepped out with pride.

Behind him, there were two columns.

They are the smiling identification Elder, and countless young fairies holding flower baskets.

They kept throwing flowers, turning into light and rain, accompanied by colorful clouds, magnificent.

This is an infinite blessing to the Misty Sect!

"It's finally here." Ye Feng looked at the door plaque covered in red cloth, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.

“Congratulations to Sect Master Ye, congratulations to Misty Sect!”

Holy City City Lord held up the door plaque in an imposing manner and sent it to Ye Feng, and then said Loud congratulations.

Ye Feng hung the plaque on the door of the great hall.

oh la la!

He tore off the red cloth forcefully, revealing the words "Mischievous Sect" followed by four huge golden star signs.

That's the symbol of the 4-Star level!

As of today, Misty Sect has been officially promoted to the 4-Star level sect. In the past, the sect was qualified to build a large-scale Transmission Formation leading to all parts of the Divine Province continent.

“Congratulations to Misty Sect!”

Everyone congratulated and sent various gifts.

Ye Feng landed on the main seat of the sect square, slowly stretched out his hands, and said, "Welcome all fellow Daoists to come and enjoy the light. Next, we won't go home if we don't get drunk!"

“Hah!”

“I’ve done it!”

The people from the Great Influence toasted and drank together, the table was staggered, and it was fun and happy, and together they wished the promotion to 4-Star level The Misty Sect of , also bless Ye Feng who became the lord of the 4-Star level forces.

"Thank you Fellow Daoists!"

Ye Feng raised a glass in return.

At the celebration.

All the Great Influences drank the medicinal wine from Long Tianxing's hometown. They felt that the wine was very good and they were full of praise.

"Good wine!"

Another compliment.

The medicine efficacy of Draconian Race medicinal liquor is not bad, but it is far from the level that everyone of Great Influence can benefit.

This is because the Draconian Race brew only has enough effect on low-level cultivators, and has almost no effect on cultivators beyond the Divine Essence environment.

However, it tastes really good!

Even Quasi-Saint thought the Draconian Race medicated wine tasted good and fell in love with it after just one sip.

"Sect Master Ye, do you still have this wine?"

"Yes, I want to buy some back."

"This jar of wine, I'll give you 3,000 Spirit Stones!"

Many guests asked.

Ye Feng looked towards Long Tianxing who was sitting in the True Disciple seat, looked at him, the latter understood and got up quickly.

"Hello, seniors!"

"I am True Disciple Long Tianxing, this Draconian Race medicinal wine is brewed by my clansman using special Spirit Fruit, currently The yield is not very large."

"However, our sect has begun to plant this strange Spirit Fruit in large quantities, and there will be no shortage of medicinal wine."

Long Tianxing explained to everyone.

After he finished speaking, he looked towards Yan Ruyu beside him.

"Well, yes, the raw materials for this medicinal wine are still being ripened, and a large batch of medicinal wine will be produced in a while." Yan Ruyu stood up and said to the crowd.

Jia Yulan on the side nodded silently.

In the sect, Shi Lei is in charge of the various buildings, Li Jiaojiao is in charge of the kitchen, Wang Ping'an specializes in pill concocting, and Ji Ziling is the real administrator of the Book Collection Pavilion.

As for Jia Yulan and Yan Ruyu, they are the real managers of Spirit Medicine Garden.

They know how much spiritual medicine there is in the Misty Sect.

"so that's how it is!"

"We'll wait, and once we have this medicinal wine, ask the geniuses of Misty Sect to leave us a little."

Everyone from the Great Influence laughed when they heard that they were drinking.

Yan Ruyu and other dísciple relaxed, sitting on the seats, looked at each other with joy on their faces.

It seems that the Misty Sect can develop a new industry again.

That's... wine!

At this time, Tianmiao Holy City City Lord's eyes flickered slightly, he got up slowly, and said to Ye Feng: "Sect Master Ye, just drinking, it doesn't seem to be interesting, why don't you let the younger generation learn from each other? Fan?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked towards him.

Some people were surprised, some frowned, and some looked expectant.

Ye Feng took a look at Tianmiao Holy City City Lord and found that this person has a good cultivation base, reaching the third rank of Quasi-Saint.

However, Ye Feng doesn't take him seriously.

If he really wants to fight, even if he just uses the power of Spiritual God, he can easily crush the Holy City City Lord of Tianmiao.

"It's right for the younger generation to discuss and learn from each other, that's right!" Ye Feng agreed directly, without any hesitation.

next moment.

A young man in white soft armor stood up.

"Hello, seniors! I'm the seventh generation clansman of the Holy City Zhou Family of Wu Yao, named Zhou Fengyuan. I often hear that the dísciple of the Misty Sect is very powerful. I wonder if we can learn from each other?"

Zhou Fengyuan deliberately released his breath.

Divine Essence 2nd layer Peak!

Very weak, Ye Feng can blow him to death in one breath.

However, among the younger generation, Zhou Fengyuan is not bad.

In your seat.

Ye Feng face doesn't change.

When Tianmiao Holy City City Lord opened his mouth to suggest that the younger generation should learn from each other, he expected such a scene.

Sure enough.

Wu Yao Holy City's thorns soon stood up.

"It seems that Yin Rurong arranged for Tianmiao Holy City City Lord to come to the celebration, and this person arranged for some forces of Wuyao Holy City next door to stand up to challenge."

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"So, are you trying to demolish the platform?"

Ye Feng sneered secretly.

The dísciple also felt that the situation was wrong.

The people of Great Influence also started to discuss.

"It seems that Zhou Fengyuan was instructed by some people to specifically challenge the dísciple of the Misty School, in order to embarrass the Misty School."

"Indeed!"

"Everyone in the world thinks that the Misty Sect can have its current status, all relying on Sect Master Ye and Concubine Heavenly Emperor. As for the strength of the disciplines, they are not favored by the Great Influences."

"Yes! If it weren't for this, a trifling Wu Yao Holy City Zhou Family dísciple would not dare to stand up and challenge."

In the seats, the Master, the White-robed Heavenly Emperor, and the Huanglong Heavenly Emperor sound transmission and chat .

At this time.

Gong Qingqiu stood up and looked towards the dísciple seat.

"Since someone is challenging, then, as a dísciple of the Misty Sect who understands etiquette, who is going to fight?"

She looked around for a week and asked.

"I'm coming!" Xu Dalei, the second-generation dísciple from Beiliang City, stood up.

"Senior Brother, use a cleaver to kill a chicken? You are a second-generation dísciple. To deal with this person, it is enough to use our third-generation disciple." Han Yonghui stood up with his arms crossed.

He stepped into the air with a single step.

It is also the breath of Divine Essence 2nd layer Peak, which slowly exudes, but gives people a sense of fierceness.

"Can you speak?"

Zhou Fengyuan was annoyed by Han Yonghui's words.

What is "use a cleaver to kill a chicken"? Could it be that my dignified Wu Yao Holy City Zhou Family dísciple is actually a chicken?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

bang!

Zhou Fengyuan soared into the sky and broke out in a terrifying imposing manner, able to compete with the Han Yonghui Chamber.

"How to fight?" Han Yonghui folded his arms, the long sword behind him kept shaking, as if excited.

"cough cough, two young heroes, how about letting an old man be the referee?" A silhouette in tattered clothes stood up.

This is a bad old fogey.

He has a big nose, long hair, like dry weeds, with an orange-yellow bottle gourd slung around his waist.

As he spoke, old fogey burped.

"It's a loose cultivator!"

"It is said that the senior is alone, no Sect, no Faction, likes to drink, travels all over the Divine Province continent, didn't expect He even came to the Ascension Celebration of the Misty Sect."

"The Old Master is a Heavenly Emperor, and his strength is not bad. There is absolutely no problem for him to be the referee."

Each The people of Great Influence recognized the old man.

"It turned out to be a drunkard. You should be the judge of this competition!" Ye Feng agreed.

He saw the drunkard with the eye of insight.

This person is not Heavenly Emperor, but Quasi-Saint!

"Quasi-Saint, a loose cultivator in the world, is powerful and interesting. It seems that there are many powerhouses that I don't know about in the Divine Continent Province."

Ye Feng secretly said.

(end of this chapter)