A Divine Sword Sect, in front of a simple wooden house.

With a squeak, the door opened.

A handsome young man dressed in white walked out of the wooden house, but when he saw the young man in white standing in front of his door, he was stunned, his eyes widened, and his eyes were full of horror.

"You?!"

The handsome young man stared straight at the young man with a scholarly temperament in front of him, and muttered, and was speechless in shock for a while.

The young man in front of him looked the same as the one who entered his consciousness last night.

Looking at the startled young man in place, Yu Yan smiled, "Yes, it's me." ”

The handsome young man's face suddenly changed, and just one sentence proved that the young man he saw last night was the person in front of him.

The person in front of him gave him a feeling that was even more terrifying than his master, and he didn't even know who the person in front of him was.

But at such a young age, with such a thrilling momentum, this person is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Senior, but this Divine Sword Sect elder?" the young man bowed first, and then finally couldn't help but ask.

"Not bad. Yu said.

The young man suddenly realized, no wonder, no wonder he could appear freely in this Divine Sword Sect without being discovered, he knew that this Divine Sword Sect had the most terrifying person in the True Martial World. Although he had never seen the man.

"Hello Elder, I don't know what the elder is here for?" Feng Zong calmed down, paused, and then asked.

"I know you. ”

At this time, Yu Yan looked at Feng Zong and suddenly laughed.

However, it was such a sentence that made Feng Zong suddenly think of something, and with his cleverness, he seemed to have guessed something, but he was still a little unsure, and looked at the young man and asked, "Is the elder the ghost mask senior who had a relationship with Zai Xia in the imperial city?"

For Feng Zong's cleverness, Yu Yan was slightly stunned, he thought of it so quickly?!

Yu Yan smiled, "Not bad." ”

Rumble!

However, at the moment when the words fell, a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted in Feng Zong's body, and he looked at Yu Yan with a look of shock and a trace of anger.

Naturally, this momentum of the Feng Sect could not have any effect on the Formation, but the hostility was also desired by the Formation.

The momentum on Feng Zong's body was like being shrouded by a strange invisible energy, and it was only within the area of the two of them, and it did not spread to further places.

Feng Zong's mood fluctuations quickly calmed down, and he quickly put away his momentum, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked again: "Senior, how is my master?"

Although he had long expected Feng Zong to ask such a question, when he heard this question, Yu Yan couldn't help but pause slightly.

A hint of anxiety flashed on Feng Zong's face, but he didn't continue to ask questions.

Call~

A gust of wind blew.

Finally, Yu Yan slowly raised his head and looked at Feng Zong before he spoke: "The ghost sword, that is, your master, has already exploded the true yuan and died!"

Feng Zongdian was stunned for a moment, stunned and stunned. Although he had all kinds of speculations, he never imagined that this would be the result, he thought that at least his master would wait for him to meet, who knows......

"No, it can't be. How could the master blow himself up and die!"

Feng Zong shook his head and muttered, very unacceptable.

Yu Yan couldn't help sighing, and then with a wave of his hand, a picture suddenly appeared in the figures of the two.

Looking at the sub-picture hanging in front of him, Feng Zong was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, and he stared closely at everything in that picture.

Everything that happened in the picture was the scene of the ghost sword before he died, and Yu Jian secretly took up his cultivation to record the whole process.

"Actually, he is my master's younger brother, because ......"

Yu Yan couldn't help but explain on the side.

It only took a quarter of an hour for Yu Yan to finish explaining, and the image that was floating in front of them disappeared.

"Why, how could this be. ”

Feng Zong's expression was depressed, and his eyes showed sadness and disbelief.

Yu Yan stood quietly beside him and did not speak. He had also experienced the pain of losing his master, and he had done it more than once, so he understood Feng Zong's feelings.

It was getting dark, and a gust of wind blew.

Finally, Feng Zong raised his head slightly and looked at Yu Qian, "Senior, what is that sect going to do with me?"

Looking at the resolute Feng Zong, Yu Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, he could see a lot from Feng Zong's expression.

"Now that you have passed the assessment of the sect, you are naturally a disciple of my Divine Sword Sect. Yu Yan smiled.

"This, is this true? I can still be a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect?" Feng Zong was taken aback, and immediately asked, with a hint of disbelief and excitement in his tone.

"Naturally. The Divine Sword Sect cultivation technique you already have on your body is also yours. Yu Yan said, paused slightly, and then said: "It's just that this trick has also been lost because of the ghost sword's departure from the sect." So you have to record it from memory and give it to the sect. ”

"You shouldn't have any objections to these, right?"

Yu Yan looked at Feng Zong, hoping to hear the answer. This may sound a bit difficult for a strong man, but the ghost sword did betray the sect in the front, and it is natural that he can get the magic back.

"Okay, the Yun Sword Technique passed on to me by the master, I will record it and give it to you, and you will hand it over to the sect master. Feng Zong said immediately.

Seeing Feng Zong so refreshing, Yu Yan couldn't help but smile and nodded, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, the sky was already dark, and Yu Yan followed Feng Zong and came to the wooden house where he lived.

Then, Feng Zong took out a pen and paper, and recorded them on paper with his memory.

Yu Yan waited quietly on the sidelines, and did not deliberately look at the recipes written down by Feng Zong, because in his opinion, such recipes were no longer of much use. The reason why he wanted to return this Yun Sword Technique was all at the behest of his senior brother.

Soon, the record of the seal was completed. After exhaling a long breath, he rolled up the paper and handed it to Yu Qian.

Yu Yan took it and smiled slightly.

"Senior, do you have anything else?"

Originally, I thought that after this young man got the magic formula, he would go back immediately. Unexpectedly, the young man took the magic and still stood in place, which made him a little puzzled.

"Now that you are already a disciple of my Divine Sword Sect, then you must have a master to lead you. ”

Yu Qian couldn't help but pause as he spoke.

The young man was stunned suddenly, yes! It stands to reason that there will be a notice today. But now that he hasn't received any notice, could it be that the elders don't look down on him and are unwilling to accept him as a disciple?

"Are you willing to be my disciple?"

At this time, what caught the young man a little off guard was that Yu Yan suddenly spoke.

The young man was startled, and his eyes immediately widened, staring straight at the white-clothed young man in front of him, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

He, he's going to take me as an apprentice?!

It stands to reason that he, a traitor, should be spurned by others.

"Before, senior, what you said is true, are you really willing to take me as an apprentice!" the young man looked at Yu Yan and asked again, his tone full of uncertainty.

"Naturally, it's true, then, would you like to?" Yu Yan said with a smile.

"Disciple meets the master!"

Feng Zong was stunned for a moment, and knelt down in front of Yu Yan.