The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

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New members, new hope.

Ye Feng didn't feel much about this batch of disciples, mainly because there were too many recruits. Although he remembered everyone, he was not necessarily familiar with them.

There are actually only a few hundred disciples who are really familiar with him.

Shi Lei, Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie...

Naturally, these people don't need to say much.

Everyone is very familiar.

Most of the remaining disciples knew their names and their information, and hardly communicated on weekdays.

No way, there are too many people in the sect!

"If it weren't for the sect's mission requirements, I wouldn't want to recruit so many disciples! My favorite is to recruit a few or a dozen disciples, so that they can get to know each other better and teach them better."

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"Come up, find a place to sit!"

Ye Feng waved to the disciple in the distance.

"Yes."

The new disciple nodded and hurriedly sat on the futon corresponding to his own ranking.

Another half hour passed.

After the last tenth generation disciple climbed to the summit and sat in his own seat, Ye Feng finally took out the sect roster and the seal of the head.

"Next, introduce yourself."

Ye Feng spoke slowly.

After a while, registration begins.

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"That means, they are dead."

"Ye Feng is preaching on Misty Peak. Xia Yao and Huo Lingjiao are both in the ancient kingdom of God, and no other suspicious characters have taken action. On the ancient trees in the black prison, there has never been a shadow of the black prison monster."

"So, it must be the Black Prison Warcraft."

Immortal Emperor Heisha's face was gloomy.

Before the Black Prison Demon Sect was reorganized, none of the Immortal Emperors under his command left behind soul lamps.

But now it's different.

Every member of the Black Prison Demon Sect left a soul lamp with the corresponding elder so that he could understand the situation.

Although all the Immortal Emperors below the 40th level died today, hundreds of them died in half a month, which still made them feel a little scared and worried.

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"Okay, that's the only way to go."

The immortal emperors nodded.

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Misty sect.

After half a month of preaching, Ye Feng used some of the origin of the universe, colorful enlightenment tea leaves, special bloodline, and high-level elixir to throw it into the nine-star alchemy furnace and refine it into a special medicinal bath.

Ten generations of disciples soaked in medicinal baths.

The whole process lasted for another half a month.

After the disciples finished the medicated bath, everyone's foundation became extremely solid, and the worst reached the ranks of the so-called top geniuses.

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Ye Feng said with a calm expression.

"hiss!"

"Improving cultivation is only secondary?"

The crowd was even more shocked.

Just a secondary function can make them break through to the Holy Land at worst, so how strong should it be as the foundation for the improvement of the main function?

The disciples immediately looked inside.

"My foundation has become very solid. Even if I recklessly use the cramming method to improve, I can quickly break through to the peak of heaven."

"Me too."

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The disciples left the water tank, steamed the water on their clothes, and became refreshed again. After bowing their hands to Ye Feng, they walked towards the mountain behind Misty Peak.

It was the residence of the disciples.

If the strength is strong, such as surpassing the Thirty-Three Immortal Emperor, you can also live on the floating island.

A quarter of an hour later.

All ten generations of disciples left.

Ye Feng sat on the grass, motionless.

This month, he seemed to be preaching here, but in fact he just left a fake body, and the real body was hunting the prisoners of the black prison outside.

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A great world.

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