Chapter Eighty-Six: Strength Grows When There Are Numbers

While shocked by the strength of the Haoran Sword Sect, Ye Feng felt uneasy in his heart.

His current identity is a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall of the Haoran Sword Sect, and the Law Enforcement Hall is directly managed by Lu Yuanbai, he doesn't know if Lu Yuanbai will see through his fake identity.

Ye Feng slowly mobilized his vitality and cautiously stared at Lu Yuanbai in the sky. Seeing Lu Yuanbai looking at himself and Lei Yang, and gradually recovering from the cold, the worry in Ye Feng's heart disappeared.

As far as Ye Feng knew, there were more than a thousand disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect's Law Enforcement Hall. Although these people are all under Lu Yuanbai's jurisdiction, it should be impossible for Lu Yuanbai to know everyone. And because the Law Enforcement Hall is particularly special, even in the hall, every disciple wears a mask and never shows his true face, and there are not a few disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall who don't know each other.

"Hall Master, the subordinates are not doing well, and I ask the hall master to punish him!" Seeing that Lu Yuanbai didn't speak for a long time, Ye Feng's mind turned to lightning, and he immediately clenched his fist at this Lu Yuanbai.

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Lu Yuanbai shook his head and said indifferently: "You didn't do anything wrong, on the contrary, you handled this matter very well." However, there is one thing you must keep in mind, the disciple is by no means an existence that you can provoke, if you meet Yan Tingjun next time, don't fight with him, if you can escape, you will escape, if you can't escape, you will report my name. ”

"Yes, follow the orders of the hall master!" Ye Feng made a full set of acts, and his tone became extremely respectful.

Seeing that Ye Feng's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was not frightened in the face of himself, Lu Yuanbai bowed slightly in approval. Pulling out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, Lu Yuanbai said: "This porcelain bottle is a healing medicine, and I will give it to him later." This time I entered the Golden Sands Black Market, I will not leave until the auction, and if there is anything in the meantime, you can go to the Yunlai Inn to find me. ”

After that, Lu Yuanbai threw the porcelain bottle to Ye Feng. Turning around, he was just about to leave, when suddenly he stopped again.

"By the way, there's one more thing. I've heard that a lot of the Soul Casters have been gathering here lately, and that there will be a Soul Casting Conference in two days' time. If the four of you are fine, find a way to enter the Soul Casting Conference and find out what these Soul Casters plan to do, and if they have any changes, you will also have to bring them to the inn and report to me. Lu Yuanbai said.

Ye Feng's expression moved slightly, and his heart trembled slightly. He didn't expect Lu Yuanbai to know about the Soul Casting Conference, but fortunately, Lu Yuanbai didn't seem to be interested in the Soul Casting Conference, if Lu Yuanbai was also eyeing the Hidden King, Ye Feng really had to pay attention to his actions.

After a few words with Ye Feng, Lu Yuan Bai Fei left. Lu Yuanbai practiced the flying technique, and the rank level seemed to be very high, Ye Feng saw Lu Yuanbai's body turn into a cloud of smoke, and disappeared from his sight in a blink of an eye.

After Lu Yuanbai left, Ye Feng's nervous mood gradually eased.

Shaking the jade bottle in his hand, he couldn't help but let out a sigh. Today's matter is really too dangerous, if Lu Yuanbai comes late for half a pillar of incense, I am afraid that he and Lei Yang will die tragically at the hands of Yan Tingjun.

Thinking of Yan Tingjun and Lu Yuanbai's sensational supernatural strength, Ye Feng's heart was full of pressure. This is also the fact that he pretended to be a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, if his identity is exposed, let Yan Tingjun and Lu Yuanbai know his true identity, I am afraid that even if he is a nine-life monster cat, he will not be able to die again.

After opening the porcelain bottle, Ye Feng found that the porcelain bottle was actually a rare healing elixir - Soul Recovery. This medicinal powder is the top medicine for healing physical and internal injuries, even with Ye Feng's family background, there is no such holy medicine.

Through the medicine, Ye Feng once again had a thorough understanding of the net worth of the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect. Now he knew how lucky he was, the last time he met was Dugu Ming, who had not cultivated Qiankun to Dacheng. If it is Yan Tingjun, Lu Yuanbai and the like, let alone killing each other, whether he and Lei Yang can escape is still two words.

After dividing the soul return scatter into two parts, one for Lei Yang to take, and the other one on Lei Yang's wound, Ye Feng and Thunder and the Silver King carried Lei Yang and walked towards the room.

After the battle just now, the Silver King and Thunder all had no interest in resting. The two of them didn't speak, they all sat on their chairs, meditated cross-legged, and seized all the time to cultivate.

The Silver King and Thunder Ting hurried to cultivate, while Lei Yang lay on the bed and closed his eyes to rest. Although he had the powerful healing effect of Soul Healing, it would take him at least four or five days for his body to fully return to normal.

Seeing that the other three were all resting and meditating step by step, Ye Feng stood up and slowly entered the courtyard.

Looking at the imprints left by Lu Yuanbai's righteous handprint in the center of the courtyard, a trace of shock flashed in Ye Feng's eyes again.

The longer he came into contact with the disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect, the more he realized the breadth and profundity of the Haoran Sword Sect. A sect has twelve town sect skills, hundreds of Sword Emperor strong disciples, and more than a dozen Sword Sect masters, if such a sect cannot become the first sect, there will be no heavenly reason.

Through the Haoran Sword Sect, Ye Feng thought of the sect he was inβ€”the Lishui Sword Sect and the Sword Hall. The scale of the Lishui Sword Sect is not small, but because there are only two stunts in the sect, the sword technique and the sword technique of the Lishui sword, which restricts the development of the sect, it has never become the largest sect in the Yin Shang Kingdom.

Ye Feng had an idea in his heart, if there were more stunts from the Water Sword Sect and more disciples included, it wouldn't be long before he would become the first sect in the Yin Shang Kingdom, or even the Southeast Country, and if the Yin Shang Kingdom had such a huge sect, there would never be another tragedy like the Lotus Mountain attacking the Yin Shang Kingdom that day.

In addition to thinking about the future of the Lishui Sword Sect, Ye Feng also thought of the Sword Hall. It is true that the strength of the Sword Hall is strong, but there are not many disciples who blindly pursue it. This kind of constraint seems to be high, but in fact it is very unwise, and it also restricts the development of the Sword Hall.

There are more ants biting elephants, Ye Feng believes that if there are as many disciples of the Sword Hall as there are disciples of the Haoran Sword Sect, even if it is Xiao Bai's old enemy Luohua Palace, and even the Taigang Sword Sect, which is as famous as the Luohua Palace, and some other hidden world sects, when fighting against the Sword Hall, they must also consider the chain reaction that will occur after moving the elders of the Sword Hall and the disciples of the lineage, and they must always be on guard against a counterattack that a behemoth may carry out at any time.

After learning about the power of the Haoran Sword Sect, Ye Feng had an idea in his heart for the first time, he wanted to carry forward and strengthen the Lishui Sword Sect and expand the scale of the Sword Hall.

He knew in his heart that only when the power of a sect was strong enough to be like the Haoran Sword Sect would his relatives and friends no longer be persecuted, and only at that time could he concentrate on cultivating and no longer be bound by any mundane things, and launch a charge to a higher level of the sword path.

It's three o'clock in the morning, but fortunately, I didn't disgrace and finished yesterday's work. If you don't dislike it, just give a few red tickets, which can be regarded as a little reward for the tiger staying up all night and fighting.