If this is replaced by someone else, since Xiang Tianfeng has said so, he must say that he understands, and then get up and leave.

However, Ye Yun showed a slight look of surprise, but he still chose to answer honestly.

"I don't understand!"

Xiang Tianfeng frowned, but he showed a helpless smile again, there was no other intention in this smile, but there was a little bit of appreciation!

"My master once said that I would have three apprentices in my life, but only one and a half of them! At the time, I didn't understand it, but now I do. ”

Ye Yun was even more inexplicable, but Xiang Tianfeng had no intention of saying it again.

With a wave of his hand to Tianfeng, Ye Yun had no choice but to salute and retreat, and when he walked out, his face was still full of doubts, not knowing what Xiang Tianfeng meant, and why he couldn't accept himself as an apprentice.

"Alas, in my life, there is only one disciple of Yu Potian, but he has learned the exercises passed down by his own family. I also have a registered disciple who has learned my way of refining, but his kendo cultivation is another inheritance. Now, it's rare to meet a good seedling with such a rebellious qualification, but if I accept you, wouldn't it be a big mess of time?"

Xiang Tianfeng saw that Ye Yun was far away, he couldn't help but shake his head and sigh, secretly sighing that his fate was not good, it was fate, and Ye Yun did not have the status of master and apprentice!

Ye Yun left Tongtian Pavilion, and as soon as possible, he went to find Duan Wufeng first, and with his current status as a seed disciple, he could naturally walk on the Divine Mountain at will.

Seed disciples not only have extremely large private residences, but also have a large number of various puppet slaves, if you want. It can even be among the outer disciples and the true disciples. Collect your followers and serve yourself closely.

But. There is no wind here, but it is extremely clean, and a few wooden puppets responsible for cleaning are also light and agile, and no sound comes out at all.

"How's it going, okay?"

Duan Wufeng sighed, but his face was full of shame. He smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay! I just feel sick in my heart!"

"You have such a temperament, or don't practice swordsmanship. ”

Ye Yunyi frowned. The voice is calm, but the words are extremely harsh!

Duan Wufeng stood up suddenly, he had been a genius of kendo since he was a child, and no one had ever said that he was not suitable for cultivating kendo.

"How?"

Ye Yun's expression was indifferent, and he looked at him quietly, and his eyes did not show the slightest hint of retreat.

"My spiritual cultivation is indeed far inferior to yours, but. I think I killed too few people, and I didn't go through as many hardships as you, but I ask for the heart of the sword. But there will never be the slightest hesitation!"

"Good!"

Ye Yun couldn't help but admire, and a big stone in his heart finally let go.

If you are an ordinary person, you will be defeated if you are defeated. But the cultivation of the Broken Wind is the Spiritual Sword Dao, and Ye Yun is really afraid that he will leave a shadow in his heart.

"You can rest in peace. I'll go to the Classics Pavilion and have a look. ”

"My master has a letter from me, and it won't be long before there will be an opportunity to sharpen my mind. I'm going to call you then?"

Ye Yun nodded, and immediately agreed, he has been worried recently, his realm advancement is really too fast, it is naturally a good thing to be able to sharpen his mind.

said that Wang Yizhen walked into Lin Zicheng's retreat residence with a depressed face.

"Senior brother, you are really a high meditation kung fu, you can really cultivate here with peace of mind!"

Wang Yizhen's praise came from the bottom of his heart, and the cry was like thunder on the sacred mountain before, but it didn't affect it at all.

"Oh, is there something going on?"

Recently, Lin Zicheng was about to break through to a big realm, and he was cultivating hard day and night, he really didn't expect that something could change in a very simple and trivial matter.

"Alas!"

Wang Yizhen smiled bitterly, and immediately said that there was an extra Tiangu thing on the sacred mountain, and he carefully said it again.

Lin Zicheng frowned suddenly, and he said with some displeasure: "Why?

"What do you mean, Senior Brother?"

Wang Yizhen's face was immediately happy!

"Don't talk nonsense, it's a trivial matter, you can watch and deal with it. ”

Lin Zicheng waved his hand, and Wang Yizhen immediately retreated in understanding.

What if it's a disciple of the Divine Mountain Seed? Since he didn't know what to do that day, and he was bent on standing on the opposite side of the senior brother, then just get rid of it!

And the reason why Wang Yizhen is so confident is because Ye Yun is really an outlier, the entire Divine Mountain, all the seed disciples, only he has no master!

In the Tongtian Pavilion, the thirteen elders were all seated, and after telling Tianfeng about some things in the sect, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed a letter from the void.

"Fairy Yunmiao sent a message back, saying that there was a tomb of a strong man in ancient times who was born. ”

The letter was very short, and in the hands of many elders, it was quickly passed around, and everyone understood the meaning of the letter.

It turned out that this time the ancient powerhouse was a famous assassin in the ancient era, known as the Martial Saint Monarch.

Fairy Yun Miao mentioned in the letter that the birth of the tomb of Wu Shengjun this time was discovered by her and the people of the Jiang family, so the two sides agreed that each of the four pillars of the human world would send two disciples to use the way of assassination to temper and sharpen their minds.

This Yunmiao Fairy is not someone else, but a person who has already entered the Tongtian Realm for many years, but has no intention of entering the Tongtian Pavilion, but a master of the world who likes to travel all over the world, and her only apprentice is Broken Wind!

Therefore, she doesn't need to say much about the so-called two places, there must be one, and it belongs to the windless.

"Martial Saint Monarch, it seems that he is just an assassin in ancient times, such a rooster and dog thief who secretly attacked, how could it be that a person who practiced swords in my generation should do?"

An elder sneered, seemingly extremely disdainful of the so-called Martial Saint Monarch's Tomb.

"Since the Jiang family attaches so much importance to it, I think there must be something precious in it. Forget it, go and ask those seed disciples, who is willing to accompany Duan Wufeng to go through it. ”

The other elder also said casually, obviously not really taking this matter to heart.

One of the thirteen elders, Wang Bingqian, and Wang Da Elder casually chatted about the things on the Tongtian Pavilion with his precious son, Wang Yizhen.

"What? Tiangu is going to the tomb of the Martial Saint Monarch? No! Absolutely not!"

Wang Yizhen suddenly stood up and shouted loudly, Wang Bingqian only felt a little inexplicable, a disciple of the Divine Mountain Seed like Wang Yizhen naturally would not lack a place for trial, but because they were afraid of danger, the elders of the sect did not allow them to go to the dangerous place casually.

"This bastard thing has ruined Senior Brother's plan, and he still wants to go to the Martial Saint Monarch's Tomb, it's really wishful thinking!" )