The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"That said, we can really try to develop the imperial qiyun, so as to cultivate a group of qiyun-liu disciples."

Ye Feng secretly said.

Afterwards, everyone walked and talked.

Ye Feng became more and more curious about what Wen Xue said about the luck of the dynasty, and he was ready to find an opportunity to study it.

After half an hour.

The crowd arrived in the eastern region of Dongzhou.

As soon as he entered this place, Ye Feng felt an incomparably rich aura of heaven and earth rushing toward his face, and immediately afterwards, there were a lot of sharp sword intent.

Cang!

Swords roared continuously.

Looking through the sound, I saw a large number of kendo practitioners stepping on flying swords, flying with swords, all carrying hands on their backs, fluttering in white clothes, quite like a sword fairy.

"I seem to have come to the Kingdom of Sword Immortal!"

Ye Feng sighed.

"Horan Sacred Sect is too strong, countless practitioners are vying to imitate and practice kendo. Therefore, our Dongzhou is also known as the sacred land of kendo. Every cultivator here uses a sword."

Chu Tianhe explained.

Cang!

Since the cicada wing flying sword flew out.

Standing on it, Chu Tianhe added: "In our Dongzhou, there is no flying sword, and there is no card face when going out."

Cang! Cang!

Wen Xue and Wen Yue both took out flying swords. Although they were only saint soldiers at the holy level, after they stepped on them, their clothes floated up, like real fairies.

Going out, the rate of return is extremely high.

"We don't have a flying sword, what should we do!" Concubine Fox looked at the Hunyuan stick in her hand, lost in thought.

"Who said we don't have flying swords?"

Ye Feng hummed softly, took out three four-star flying swords beyond the level of Lingbao from the storage space, stepped on one of them, and handed the other two to the fox concubine and the heavenly spirit monkey respectively.

"We don't have much else in the ethereal sect, but there are many spirit treasures."

Ye Feng looked proud.

When he returned to the sect last time, in order to raise the forge to the sage level, he arranged for the forge to refining tools in a frenzy. The four-star surpassing spirit treasures had all made ten pieces.

Among them, most of them are flying swords.

"Good quality!"

"The shape is also very good."

"These three flying swords are definitely from the hands of the Great Master Refiner, and they are no less than ordinary Saint-level Saint Soldiers."

When Chu Tianhe, Wen Xue, and Wen Yue saw the three flying swords that Ye Feng took out, they could see that they were of high quality and were very envious.

"Huh, it's fun!"

At this time, the Tiandao Spirit Monkey had refined the flying sword that Ye Feng gave him, and stood on it, learning from other practitioners holding their hands on their backs, raising their heads and chests, causing everyone to laugh.

"Yo!"

"There is a funny little monkey here!"

Some passing practitioners pointed towards the heavenly Taoist spirit monkeys.

"roll!"

As soon as the Heavenly Dao Spirit Monkey stepped on, the violent aura of the Fourth Rank Quasi-Sage level swept out, blasting the group of practitioners with only the Divine Origin Realm into the air for tens of thousands of miles.

"This flying sword is not easy to use."

Concubine Fox stood on the flying sword, feeling that her center of gravity was unstable, and there was always a tendency to lean forward.

Ye Feng glanced at the magnificence in front of Concubine Fox, and said secretly:

It's so heavy that it can be balanced!

"Okay, let's go." Ye Feng retracted his gaze, stepped on the flying sword, followed the map, found the direction of Tianhe Shenzong, and flew out first.

The flying speed of the sword is not fast.

However, the victory is elegant.

Countless beautiful women blushed when they saw Ye Feng standing with their hands in their hands and fluttering clothes, and then seeing the four-star surpassing spirit treasure flying sword with excellent quality at his feet.

"Oh my god, so handsome!"

"The most important thing is that the flying sword under his feet is so beautiful and of high quality."

"This person must come from a prominent family."

"I really want to do double repairs with him."

"Me too."

The women whispered.

Some people even want to come to know Ye Feng, but because Ye Feng's imperial sword is so fast, most people can't catch up with him, so they can only look at his back and sigh.

on the way.

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

He naturally heard the voices of those women.

"I seem to be back to the past."

Ye Feng muttered in his heart, feeling that stepping on the Flying Sword in Dongzhou would feel the same as driving a luxury car on the road before.

The better the flying sword, the higher the rate of return.

After half an hour.

The Tianhe Shenzong is already relatively close, and in front is a wasteland with a radius of hundreds of millions of miles. Pass through and fly over a large area of ​​dense forest to reach the Tianhe Shenzong.

"Ahead is the Sword Saint Wasteland."

"This place used to be the dojo of a sage of swordsmanship, but it was destroyed after a great battle broke out."

"Nowadays, this place has evolved into a venue for competition among the powerful."

Chu Tianhe pointed to the front and explained.

"Study the venue?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes." Chu Tianhe nodded.

"Hey, there is someone in front." Wen Xue pointed to the center of the Juggernaut Wasteland, where thousands of practitioners had gathered, seeming to be divided into two camps.

It looks like someone wants to learn from each other.

Ye Feng's thoughts moved, and the aura on his body became ethereal, his whole person looked like a mist, it was difficult to see through.

Concubine Fox and others were also shrouded in mist.

In this way, they are not afraid of revealing their identity.

Juggernaut Wasteland Center.

There is a peak here, which was chopped from top to bottom from the middle forcibly, dividing it into two half-walled peaks. The valley in the middle was about ten feet wide.

The top of the mountain.

One person standing on the left and one on the right.

These are two handsome men.

One person has a strong sword intent, and there are two holy swords floating behind him, one black and the other white, exuding an eternal sword power.

The other person carried his hands on his back, and there was no flying sword floating behind him, but the majestic imperial luck radiated, forming a divine kingdom with countless gods all around.

"Won Kyung, are you really going to challenge me?"

The handsome young man in white clothes with black and white swords behind his back spoke with a calm voice, but with a domineering spirit, like a supreme ruler of the world.

This person's cultivation is not weak, he is actually a heavenly sacred realm!

"Jian Chen deserves to be the **** son of Haoran Saint Sect, the 19th generation great-great-grandson of the sword god, even speaking is so perfect."

"The son of Jian Chen, supernatural power!"

Many nymphomaniacs looked at this kendo heavenly sacred realm powerhouse named Jian Chen with enthusiasm.

"Huh, the prince Yuanjing is even more powerful!"

"That is, Prince Yuanjing is invincible!"

"Dynasty luck, suppress everything!"

But there are also people who are enthusiastic followers of the young man named Yuan Jing, shouting loudly.

Jian Chen and Yuan Jing have not yet fought.

The off-site contest has reached a white-hot stage.

High in the sky.

Ye Feng and his party just arrived.

"Jian Chen and Yuan Jing! They turned out to be discussing each other, and now there is a good show to watch."

Chu Tianhe was very surprised.

Ye Feng glanced at him and asked, "Who are they?"

Chu Tianhe quickly explained:

"The man with black and white swords behind him is Jian Chen, from the Haoran Saint Sect, the 19th generation great-great-grandson of the Sword God. The point is the **** son of Haoran Shengzong."

"In the future, Jian Chen will be the master of the Haoran Saint Sect."

"As for the man who was full of luck and luck in the imperial dynasty, he came from the Yuanwu Kingdom and was the eldest son of the Yuan Emperor. It is said that he has a special physique and was sealed for thousands of years after he was born."

"After he was born, this person soared into the sky."

"By the way, his name is Yuanjing."

"This person has inherited the vast dynasty's luck, the Heavenly Sacred Realm cultivation base, and the superb combat power. He is the future master of the Yuanwu Divine Kingdom."

Hearing this, Ye Feng became interested.

Jian Chen? Yuanjing?

One of these two is the 19th generation great-great-grandson of the Sword God, and the other is the son of Yuandi, the lord of the Yuanwu Kingdom.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng took out the scroll.

This is a copy of the Power God List.

After glanced at the list, Ye Feng was stunned.

The names of Jian Chen and Yuan Jing are not even on the list of power gods!