Chapter 103: The Power of 20 Levels, the Crisis Is Coming

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"Where did you find this sword manual?" Ye Feng wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and asked with a strange expression.

Huo Yunjie shyly closed the sword book and said, "I went out to buy a wooden stake for sword training just now, but I accidentally stepped on the corner of a man in black robes..."

He described the process in detail.

Hearing this, Ye Feng remembered the person who claimed to be the "Master of the Black Robe Club", his eyes narrowed, and he immediately explained a few words, then hurriedly left the City Lord's Mansion and searched on the street.

The disciples looked at each other in dismay.

"Did the headmaster find something?"

"There should be something wrong with the man in black robe, so the sect master chased him out."

"Senior brother, do we want to go?"

"Uncle Sect Master asked us to stay here to learn spells, and leave other things to him. After dinner, we will go back."

The disciples of the Misty Sect quickly calmed down, holding ancient books and studying on the spot.

The three male disciples Long Tianxing, Shi Lei, and Ouyang Feng stood behind Huo Yunjie and looked at the first page of the sword score together with him.

"Without a woman in my heart, I will draw my sword and be a natural god. On the first page of the sword manual, forget my sweetheart... But, I don't have a sweetheart. How should I practice?" Huo Yunjie looked at the sword manual and muttered.

Long Tianxing immediately came up with a bad idea: "Second Senior Brother, doesn't Lin Yuyan of Yunhuazong still owe you a meal, or else, you...hehe!"

Huo Yunjie slapped Long Tianxing's shoulder with a slap: "Jingxiao came up with a bad idea!"

On the contrary, Ouyang Feng and Shi Lei supported Long Tianxing and said in unison, "I think we can give it a try."

Huo Yunjie rolled his eyes, feeling unreliable.

Mo Ying sat at the next table with a spell called "Taihua Sword Art", and a cold voice came out: "It remains to be seen whether this sword manual is true or not, but from the literal meaning, it should be about Forget distractions and concentrate on practicing the sword."

Thinking of Ye Feng instructing her to practice "Liuguang Sword Qi" in the dark, Mo Ying added: "The sect master said that to practice swords, you must first keep your mind calm and free from distractions."

Huo Yunjie seems to understand but does not understand.

The others nodded, indicating they understood, but soon forgot.

"By the way, from the literal meaning, the word 'drawing the sword'... This should refer to the sword-drawing technique, right?" Huo Yunjie thoughtfully, put away the sword manual, went to the open space, set up his movements, and practiced drawing the sword.

...

In the White Floating City.

Ye Feng stepped on an ordinary sword and flew over other people's roofs, constantly looking for people in black robes in the city.

But after searching for a long time, he found nothing.

When night fell, Ye Feng found a restaurant to eat alone, and then Yu Jian returned to the Misty Sect and found that the disciples had already arrived.

...

In the swamp between White Floating City and Misty Peak, the Variety Beast turned into a white snake and moved forward cautiously.

"I betrayed the little wolf general. That guy is very vengeful, and he definitely can't go back. I heard that the real soul capturer has also been born. I have to quickly pack up and run away."

Thinking of this, the Variety Beast accelerated.

The top of Misty Peak.

Huo Yunjie inserted the stake in the open space, and drew his sword again and again at a distance of three meters, but a sword wind swept out.

Unfortunately, the power is not enough, and even the leaves are chopped continuously.

Yan Ruyu was fooled by Jia Yulan into the pharmacy to help take care of the seedlings of eleven kinds of elixir.

At this stage, Yan Ruyu can speed up the growth of the elixir tenfold, but once the spell is cast, the duration is only three days.

However, Yan Ruyu can always release the life force, allowing the elixir to grow ten times faster, and at the same time to gain an additional increase, which greatly shortens the growth cycle.

Ye Feng walked around the sect and found that the disciples were all on the right track. He was very pleased. He took out the Qi Dan of the cultivation base that he purchased at Wuxuan Pavilion last time, and distributed it to the disciples.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

The cultivation base Qi Dan worth 200 low-grade spirit stones was completely exhausted, and the disciples also gained a substantial improvement.

Let Ye Feng have a more majestic feeling of power.

At this time, Ye Feng sat on the roof and opened the system panel about the disciple.

[Sect disciple 1125: Shi Lei (the sixth level of qi refining), Huo Yunjie (the eighth level of qi refining), Li Jiaojiao (the sixth level of qi refining), Mo Ying (the ninth level of qi refining), Long Tianxing (the sixth level of qi refining), Jia Yulan ( The eighth level of qi refining), Xia He (the peak of the fifth level of qi refining), Qiu Ju (the peak of the fifth level of qi refining), Ouyang Feng (the peak of the fifth level of qi refining), Ouyang Yu (the peak of the fifth level of qi refining), Yan Ruyu (the seventh level of qi refining) )]

The fastest progress in cultivation is Yan Ruyu, who seems to be hanging.

Mo Ying successfully broke through the bottleneck and entered the ninth level of Qi Refining. Ye Feng was very pleased with this. The Secret Path Misty Sect could be regarded as an elite-level disciple.

In the Nanjiang River Valley, only those who can enter the ninth level of Qi refining at a young age are considered elite disciples, such as Bai Minglu, Xin Guangxuan, etc.

Such people have great hope of breaking through the Primordial Gathering Realm.

As for other practitioners, once they are over thirty and have not entered the ninth level of Qi Refining, the success rate of hitting the Primordial Gathering Realm will decrease year by year.

Therefore, the sooner you break through the ninth level of Qi refining, the better.

Of course, the premise is that the foundation must be very solid.

Now, as the cultivation base of the disciples soared, Ye Feng found that the remarks behind his name had changed, from the former "Qi Refining Ninth Level Peak +" to "Original Gathering Level 1".

"The physical strength and the power of the heroic spirit have all entered the first level of the Yuanyuan Realm. If the two are added together, even if there is no magic, they should be able to crush the same level, right?" Ye Feng muttered.

After arriving at the Primordial Gathering Realm, most of them will master second-rank spells, and the difference in strength is even greater. Even if Ye Feng's overall strength is equivalent to the first level of two Primordial Gathering Realm, that is, twenty times the power of Brother Pingtou, he does not dare to be too proud.

Suddenly, Ye Feng's breathing stagnated.

He had a sense of crisis, as if the Misty Sect was about to encounter some danger, so he hurried into the air.

Two days ago, Ye Feng went to White Floating City, sent someone to build a pair of solid metal boots, and bought a metal belt.

After harnessing the metal boots and metal belt with the power of the heroic spirit, he can fly in the air without the need for a sword.

Ye Feng tried the "Royal Clothes", but the pants were a little tight, so he replaced them with metal boots and a metal belt, which are sturdy and durable.

At this time, night fell.

Ye Feng came to the sky and used the "exploration" function attached to the Spirit Beast Pavilion to look around, and found that there were very few traces of the monsters in the direction of the floating clouds and secluded forests, as if they were scared by something terrible, and they all fell silent.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound of thunder from the depths of the sky.

A gust of wind blows between heaven and earth.

An incomparably huge dark cloud covered the starry sky, and all within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles was pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen.

"It's going to rain, put away your clothes!"

In the misty party, Li Jiaojiao shouted, and Ouyang Yu immediately put away her clothes and hid in their respective rooms.

Around the spirit eye, the little white fox curled up, foresaw the danger, squeezed together with the spirit beasts such as the Baifu Five Immortals, shivering.

The flat-headed brother stood up and looked excited.

The Palace of the Lord of the White Floating City.

The deputy city lord and Lu Shanyue stood on the top of the building, looking at the dark sky, their faces were a little dignified.

"It's such a rare celestial phenomenon again. Could it be that there is another big man in the Divine Origin Realm who is transcending the calamity?" The deputy city lord whispered.

Lu Shanyue frowned slightly and remained silent.

Misty Peak, high in the sky.

Ye Feng was holding the Lingyuan Bell in his left hand and a spirit sword in his right hand, with a dignified expression on his face.

Snapped!

A violet-gold thunderbolt spread from far away, instantly traversing the vast sky, submerging into the depths of the dark clouds on the other side, temporarily illuminating everything below.

Whoa!

The heavy rain began to fall, and Ye Feng's sense of crisis became stronger.

dozens of miles away.

under a giant tree.

Dozens of burly figures stood proudly, staring at the misty peaks looming in the thunder, showing extremely cruel smiles.