The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

　　 Iron Claw Dragon Eagle rushed up!

　　 At the moment, the flat-headed brother is very embarrassed. He is wet, looks weak, and does not exude a strong evil spirit.

　　 In the eyes of Ironclaw Dragonhawk, if he patted it with one paw, at least ten flat-headed brothers could be hit.

　　 However, the ideal is perfect, and the reality is painful.

　　 The iron-clawed dragon eagle rushed over, and was slapped with a claw by the angry flat-headed brother. Without knowing how many feathers were missing, he flew into the air and screamed.

　　 "Let you be okay to write randomly..."

　　 Ye Feng curled his lips, looked at the flat-headed brother who was rushing towards him, and calmly took out the Lingyuan Bell.

　　 "Dang".

　　 Ling Yuan Zhong bloomed with emerald green light, quickly expanded to two meters high, easily covered the flat head brother, and then shrunk to the size of a teacup, flew back to Ye Feng's palm, and stopped moving.

　　 "It's an inferior spirit weapon!"

　　 Mo Ying showed a look of surprise.

　　 Other people also thought it was weird. How could Ye Feng, who seemed to have no cultivation skills, be able to use a magic weapon?

　　 Ye Feng glanced at Lingyuan Zhong, and found that the flat-headed brother was trapped in it, he actually curled up into a ball and fell into a deep sleep state.

After 　　 is released, it will wake up.

　　 Ye Feng secretly said:

　　 "It's worthy of a system produced by the system, the effect is really good, after sealing the flathead brother, there may be unexpected effects in the future."

He turned his head, looked at the shocked people, and explained: "This is our ethereal town-style spiritual tool'Lingyuan Bell', a low-grade spiritual tool that can seal any existence under the Juyuan realm. "

　　 "Of course, it was also left by the old master."

　　 Ye Feng added.

　　 He has already thought about it.

　　 Anything that is difficult to explain in the future will be said to be left by the old master.

　　 Anyway, "There is no evidence of death", he can say anything.

　　 "It turns out that we are not poor." Shi Lei was surprised.

　　 Huo Yunjie said thoughtfully: "Perhaps, our ethereal sect just looks poor, but in fact, the old master took the spirit stones that he had worked so hard to save to buy medicines and spiritual weapons."

　　 Others also think it should be like this.

　　 At this time, Ye Feng put the Lingyuan Bell into the storage space of the Zongmen, which caused everyone's surprise and attention.

　　 "Actually, the senior brother also left me a storage spirit device, but it is very secret, you can't see it." Ye Feng said calmly.

　　 The disciples looked strange when they heard it, but they could only choose to believe it.

　　 "Master, this is the other half of the drawing."

　　 Jia Yulan finally found the opportunity, took out the crumpled drawing, and presented it to Ye Feng with both hands.

　　 Ye Feng looked at her and exhorted: "You haven't really mastered "Luoying Colorful", so don't take risks in the future."

　　 Jia Yulan stuck out her tongue, seeming to be muttering to herself: "However, if you don't meet the Ironclaw Dragonhawk, I can return smoothly with my spiritual power."

　　 Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "It's all gone! Tonight, I will go to the Zhou's house in Baifu City to have a banquet, so be prepared."

　　 Ye Feng waved his hand and rejected all the disciples.

　　 He walked to the iron-clawed dragon eagle and talked to it for a while, only to realize that this guy was almost hungry and dizzy. He even took the flying bird formed by the overlapping pink petals as prey, so he launched an attack.

　　……

　　 The roof of the head hall.

　　 Mo Ying cross-legged here alone.

　　 "Sister Si, thank you for today!"

　　 Jia Yulan walked along the ridge of the roof, sat beside Mo Ying, and thanked softly.

　　 "They are all from the same family, it is only natural to save you." Mo Ying squeezed the sword art, not really wanting to pay attention to Jia Yulan.

　　 "Sister Si, this kind of ointment is very effective, maybe... it can help you."

　　 Jia Yulan took out a jade bottle from the storage belt, emitting a faint smell of medicine.

　　 Mo Ying glanced at her, her voice was cold and said: "General medicine can't cure my face."

　　 Jia Yulan pursed her lips lightly, and said, "I can ask someone to find out what formula four sisters need. In short, if you saved me and can help you, I will definitely help."

　　 "I appreciate your kindness."

　　 Mo Ying jumped off the roof and returned to the room to rest.

　　 No one noticed that when she was facing Jia Yulan with her back, the corners of her mouth raised slightly unconsciously, and she was a little touched after all.

　　……

　　 In a blink of an eye, it was the afternoon.

　　 Ye Feng rode on the iron-clawed dragon eagle's back, circled the misty peak for a long time, and hunted a few wild boars in the nearby mountains, fed the iron-clawed dragon eagle, and was proficient in animal defense skills.

　　 At the same time, Ye Feng also gave Ironclaw Dragonhawk a very kind name: Lao Tie!

　　 "Old iron, let's go back."

　　 Ye Feng said.

　　 The Iron Claw Dragon Eagle received the instruction and hurriedly landed on the top of the Misty Peak. At this time, it looked far away and called out.

"someone is coming?"

　　 Ye Feng could hear the meaning of Lao Tie, and looked at the direction of Baifu City, and found Deacon Zhou Jiaqian sitting on a floating dark green bamboo raft, flying towards the Misty Peak.

　　 Before long, Zhou Jiaqian arrived nearby.

　　 He looked at the iron-clawed dragon eagle standing beside Ye Feng, his eyes widened, and his face showed a look of surprise.

　　 Zhou Jiaqian can tell that the iron claw dragon eagle has been tamed and has become an ethereal flying mount.

　　 And similar mounts are generally only available in higher sects, which makes Zhou Jiaqian look envious.

　　 "Ye Zhangmen, this is your flying mount, isn't it? It looks so majestic!" Zhou Jiaqian asked with a look of surprise as he parked the bamboo raft on the grass on the top of the peak.

"Yes."

　　 Ye Feng did not hide it either.

　　 "As expected, Ye Zhangmen~www.readwn.com~ can subdue this rare flying mount. Looking at Baifu City, there are only a handful of similar mounts."

　　 Zhou Jiaqian touted.

"you flatter me."

　　 Ye Feng yelled at the compound, "Disciples of the misty school, go, go to Zhou's house for dinner."

　　 The disciples had been prepared long ago, went out, greeted Deacon Zhou Jiaqian, and stood together on the lower-grade spiritual weapon "Flying Bamboo Raft."

　　 "Old iron, keep home!"

　　 Ye Feng patted the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle and jumped on the flying bamboo raft.

　　 Although riding an iron claw dragon eagle into the city would be very exciting, Ye Feng didn't want to be so public for the time being.

　　 Deacon Zhou Jiaqian saw Jia Yulan, Xia He, Qiu Ju and others, and praised: "It is indeed the head of the Ye, and even the genius of Jia family can be accepted under the sect, and I admire him."

"Ha ha!"

　　 Ye Feng just smiled and didn't speak.

　　……

　　 Baifucheng, Zhou's family.

　　 This is a magnificent mansion located on a spacious street in the east of the city.

　　 When Ye Feng and his party arrived at the gate, they found that many people had gathered here.

　　 "Father, mother!"

　　 As soon as Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu landed, they pounced on their parents.

　　 "Feng'er, Yu'er!"

　　 Beside Ouyang Hao, a mature and dignified woman stretched out her hand to embrace Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu, tears gleaming in her eyes.

　　 Recently, monsters have been haunted.

　　 "Zhou Shiyu" has always missed her children. If the two younger brothers had other tasks, she even wanted them to go to Fenghuo City to pick them up.

　　 Fortunately, everything is fine now.

　　 "This is the head of Ye? Thank you head of Ye for your help." Zhou Shiyu pulled Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu, bending over to thank Ye Feng.