Ye Fei quickly changed into the gray coat issued by the sect to the outer disciples, and secretly hid the meteor stone he picked up in his chest.

There is also a small hole in the middle, which can be worn on the chest. Ye Fei took the meteor stone and looked at it for a while, threaded it around his neck without hesitation, and immediately rushed to Zongmen Square.

At this time, the peripheral disciples who had just finished practicing in the morning gathered together in twos and threes to discuss some boxing skills and the big test of the sect.

Deacon Liu, the head of the peripheral disciples, loudly announced today's task of the sect, for such a familiar task, everyone knows very well in their hearts, but the number of silver fir pine branches paid by each peripheral disciple every afternoon is different, and the number of tasks per month is different. Later, there will be a bottle of Juyuan Soup for each person, which is the most useful decoction for peripheral disciples to improve their cultivation.

As soon as the hour came, Deacon Liu disbanded the outer disciples, because the time for the inner disciples to cultivate their blood qi was approaching.

Ye Fei returned to his residence, and there were already a few people who had cultivated for him to gossip where. A strong man with a tiger's back and a waist of five or three thick was lying on a chaise longue fanning, and next to him stood five or six medium-sized teenagers, and two thin peripheral disciples were beating the strong man's legs. Ye Fei recognized this strong man, he was the senior brother Hu Zhengfei who dominated the courtyard.

In fact, the Yuntian Sect did not divide the peripheral disciples into three, six, nine and other categories at all, but these seven or eight hundred peripheral disciples were just honored according to the time of entering the door and their martial arts cultivation. This Hu Zhengfei, because he is tall and has great strength, has taken enough Juyuan soup, and his cultivation has already stepped into the blood coagulation realm.

In martial arts cultivation, the fist has the final say, so many peripheral disciples respectfully call Hu Zhengfei a senior brother on the surface.

Look, the waste leaves are flying back!

As Ma Wennian shouted, dozens of peripheral disciples looked at Ye Fei in unison, and Ye Fei was a little uncomfortable.

I didn't see you all night, where did you go? Why didn't you report to Lao Tzu?

Hu Zhengfei shook the pu fan in his hand, and his triangular eyes squinted at Ye Fei, as if he was judging a criminal.

Ye Fei ignored him and walked straight towards his room.

Stop you! Are you deaf?

Hu Zhengfei got up from the recliner irritably, and at the same time instructed Ma Wennian next to him to go up and block Ye Fei's way.

You are a waste, you are about to be driven out of the Yuntian Sect, and you are still like this. Wen Nian, give me a slap.

As if he had accepted the holy decree of the master, Ma Wennian rolled up his sleeves and stretched out his hand to hit Ye Fei.

Ye Fei took two steps back, his two fists clenched tightly, and the green tendons on his arms were prominent. If it weren't for the fact that he only had the triple cultivation of blood training, he would have done it with Ma Wennian a long time ago. Of course, no one in the sect will ever care about this kind of brawl between disciples, as long as it is not a major matter of human life, it will generally not be managed, and it cannot be managed.

At this time, Tian Long, who was in the same room as Ye Fei, saw that the situation was not good, and immediately hugged Ye Fei to death, with a smile on his face to compensate Hu Zhengfei, and pulled Ye Fei into the room. He knew that Hu Zhengfei had always been a ruthless person, and looking at a courtyard where there were people in the Blood Extraction Realm who had been abolished by Hu Zhengfei, these were all lessons. Even if people spit on their heads, you can wipe it too! Tian Long persuaded Ye Fei like a big brother.

Yes, the martial arts of strength, if you don't have the strength, you can only be bullied by others.

Ye Fei swallowed the Juyuan soup that Tian Long comprehended fiercely, the blood in his body worked under the effect of Juyuan soup, and the temples on his forehead suddenly bulged.

Practicing blood ninefold, Ye Fei, you are making rapid progress! Tian Long looked at Ye Fei from the side and couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

This is nothing, I must enter the outer disciples, and when the time comes, he Hu Zhengfei will call his father and mother.

Let's finish our mission for today! Have you finished harvesting all the food in the village? If you're done cutting down some silver fir pine trees for me, I'm three hundred away from this month's mission. Tian Long asked Ye Fei with a frown.

Ye Fei couldn't refuse Tian Long, they were all brothers! Ye Fei was still thinking about the wretchedness just now, so he agreed to Tian Long, and vented his unhappy feelings by the way.

When Ye Fei and Tian Long walked out of the courtyard, Ma Wennian spat at the back of the two of them, and Ye Fei glared at Ma Wennian fiercely.

"Stare at you, and then stare at Lao Tzu who dug your hole. Ma Wennian turned his face ruthlessly, and instantly flattered Hu Zhengfei.

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The once-big sect exam was approaching, and Ye Fei felt tremendous pressure. However, the Juyuan soup issued by the sect not only failed to quickly improve the cultivation of blood cultivation, but Ye Fei found that he had been staying in the blood cultivation realm and no longer improving, if this was the case, he would only be persuaded to go home after waiting for the sect's big exam.

I heard that there is a heavenly material and earth treasure on the Heavenly Demon Mountain behind the sect, if you get a heavenly material and earth treasure, your cultivation can be quickly improved, but the cultivation without the correction realm is rigorously entered the Heavenly Demon Mountain behind.

A trace of cool true qi faintly penetrated Ye Fei's chest, and he felt that the speed of blood flow accelerated. A set of Tiger King Fists walked down, and Ye Fei found that he was no longer out of breath, but just like the deacon of the sect said, there was a feeling of flowing water.

This trace of cool air came from the meteorite on Ye Fei's chest.

After Hetian Long completed the sect task in January, Ye Fei felt a lot more relaxed, and he had a lot of free time to spend on improving his martial arts cultivation.

After the evening class of cultivation, many of the outer disciples fell asleep, and the sound of demon beasts came from time to time in the mountains behind the sect, which was already familiar to the disciples of the Yuntian Sect.

Ye Fei took advantage of the moonlight and sat cross-legged on the martial arts platform. After a few inhalations, Ye Fei felt that the previous exercises were as simple as pediatrics. It's clear that a meteorite is at work.

Ye Fei carefully looked at the meteorite. No, you have to give a name to the meteorite, it fell from the sky, and it was a meteor, so let's call it the Sky Star Stone!

This celestial star stone was originally a meteorite in Tianxuan space, due to the movement of the stars, the collision of stars, coupled with disorderly operation, fell from the sky, and continued to wear and burn in the process of falling, and finally burned into the size of a pigeon's egg when it landed on the land of Zhenwu.

The symbol of a Blood Extraction Realm martial artist is that it can separate the blood and true qi in the body, the blood belongs to the channel where the blood flows, and the true qi returns to the channel where the true qi operates, but when the blood flows to a certain extent, it will condense into a blood clot, and the first order will be stored in the body, and then the true qi will flow in, and it will become a clotting state, and its hardness is no less than that of steel and iron bones.

After a few nights of refining and operation, Ye Fei's cultivation has been greatly improved, and he has stepped into the late stage of the Blood Extraction Realm, that is, there are large blood clots condensed in his body, coupled with the operation of true qi, he has almost entered the ranks of martial artists, but the amount of Juyuan soup distributed by the sect every day is pitiful, and the consumption of true qi is large, and replenishing true qi has become the most difficult problem for Ye Fei now.

The Heavenly Demon Mountain behind the Heavenly Demon Sect is overgrown with strange-shaped trees, and there is a small river about ten meters wide on the eastern side of the Heavenly Demon Mountain, and the water flowing down from the Heavenly Demon Mountain all year round feeds the hundreds of thousands of people in the Yuntian Sect and the surrounding villages. To the east of the small river is a large cliff about 600 meters wide, it is said that the ancestors of Linglan Kingdom have said that this cliff was formed as early as tens of thousands of years ago when the earth's crust changed in the Zhenwu Continent, and it is bottomless, and no one has ever gone down.

It's just that the disciples of the Yuntian Sect often have fights, and if someone is killed, the deacon of the sect will clearly say that he will disappear inexplicably, and then he will also tick the name of the martial artist on the roster of disciples of the Yuntian Sect.

You must know that in the land of true martial arts, advocating martial arts cultivation is the first, so when most martial artists cultivate martial arts, they put life and death out of the way.