The sky was overcast and shrouded in a layer of black and gray color.

This kind of weather is like the mood of many disciples of the Lishui Sword Sect, depressed, dull, and full of grief.

Every disciple of the Lishui Sword Sect, after hearing the news of Li Yuanhang's death, would have a deep sadness on his face.

Although when Li Yuanhang was alive, almost every disciple hated this elder who kept a straight face all day long, but when these disciples learned the news of Li Yuanhang's death, their hearts still hurt as if they had been cut by a knife.

The Great Elder was stern, but he cared for the disciples of the Sword Sect the most. Almost every disciple in the Inner Courtyard had been scolded by the Great Elder on the way to cultivation, and all of them had been instructed by the Great Elder.

In the Hall of Elders, the entire hall was covered with a white curtain.

In the center of the white curtain, a layer of black curtains hangs, and under the curtains, a lonely spiritual seat is placed.

Because the Great Elder died by self-explosion, and there were no bones left, everyone could only use the spirit position to replace the Great Elder's corpse and accept the worship of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

Waves of disciples came to the Hall of Elders from the outside, looking at the spiritual position that seemed a little lonely, and a thick mist rose in the eyes of those disciples.

At this moment, Chen Kewei was cursed thousands of times. If the curse can cause death, Chen Keyi has 180 lives and cannot survive.

In front of the spiritual seat, dozens of futons are placed.

In the center of these futons, Ye Feng knelt on his knees, his face full of sorrow.

He had been kneeling here for three days and three nights, and his body was unconscious.

But even so, he still didn't want to get up, just wanted to quietly accompany the Great Elder and send him into a new reincarnation.

Behind Ye Feng, Hai Wuyan, who also had moist eyes, slowly walked in front of him.

He wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Feng's slightly purple demonic eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

After a long silence, Hai Wuya shook his head and withdrew from the Hall of Elders. When he had just left, Chen Ling and several other elders entered the Hall of Elders.

Looking at Ye Feng, who was still kneeling in front of the mourning hall, Chen Ling felt his throat clog for a while.

Kneeling side by side with Ye Feng on the futon, Chen Ling took the incense handed by another elder.

"Great Elder, don't worry, you will never die in vain. Sect Master Hai said that no matter how strong the Gulin Sword Sect was, it would be inevitable to start a war this time. Half a year, at most half a year, the Lishui Sword Sect will set foot on the Gulin Sword Sect. As he spoke, Chen Ling kowtowed to the spiritual throne regardless of his identity, and then inserted the incense candle on the altar.

"Half a year, half a year later?" Ye Feng opened his blank eyes and looked at Chen Ling.

Yes, he only has half a year left. Half a year later, it was time for the Great Elder to make an appointment with Chen Keyi, and at that time he was going to fight Chen Kewei with dignity.

"Elder Chen, I want to see Sect Master Hai. Ye Feng, who hadn't spoken for three days, suddenly said in a hoarse voice.

Hearing that Ye Feng suddenly spoke, Chen Ling was slightly stunned, and then a trace of joy flashed in his eyes.

What he was most afraid of was that Ye Feng would not be able to withstand such a blow and would sink. And now he knew that Ye Feng was not defeated by the bad news, but was even more motivated.

"Good, good. Sect Master Hai has been waiting for you!" Chen Ling said two good words in succession and hurriedly stood up.

On his side, Ye Feng supported the ground with both hands, and it took a lot of strength to barely use his stiff legs to get up from the ground.

"Come with me, Sect Master Hai is outside the Hall of Elders. Chen Ling said in a low voice.

Ye Feng was silent and followed Chen Ling closely to the outside of the Hall of Elders.

In the open space outside the Hall of Elders, Hai Wuya carried his hands behind his back, looking up at the gloomy gray sky.

For a man like him, there will be no tears. In moments of sorrow, he would rather look up at the sky and let the tears roll in his eyes than let the tears flow.

"Sect Master, Ye Feng is here. Chen Ling stood behind Hai Wuya and said in a low voice.

Hai Wuya slowly lowered his head, looked at it for a moment, and the mist in his eyes turned into a cloud of mist, quietly evaporating.

His eyes swept over Ye Feng, whose demonic purple was gradually fading in his pupils, and Hai Wuya nodded secretly.

Anyone can grieve, but whether they can cheer up in grief is not something that everyone can do. Hai Wuya knew very well that Ye Feng was able to come to him, he must have recovered from his grief. If he can turn this grief into fighting spirit, then his strength will have a new breakthrough again.

"Sect Master, I would like to ask you to open the Lishui Sword Shrine for me. Ye Feng said peacefully.

"Do you want to enter the Lishui Sword Shrine to cultivate again? Okay, I can open it for you. However, before entering the Lishui Sword Shrine, I have something to ask you, what level of strength will you reach after you come out of the Lishui Sword Shrine again?" Hai Wuya asked.

Facing Hai Wuya's inquiry, Ye Feng shook his head slightly.

If it was in the past, he would definitely have arrogantly told Hai Wuya that if he broke through the barrier again, he would become an eighth-level sword master, or even a sword king powerhouse.

But now, Li Yuanhang's death has made Ye Feng's heart change greatly. He won't be as arrogant and arrogant as he used to be, and he won't say anything big until he does it.

"I don't know, but I'm going to do everything I can to get the most out of myself. Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

Facing Ye Feng, whose temperament had changed greatly, Hai Wuya nodded approvingly.

He suddenly felt that Li Yuanhang had not died in vain. At least after his death, someone changed because of him, and his heart became stronger.

Hai Wuya took out a booklet from his arms, handed it to Ye Feng's palm, and said, "This Light Explosion Sword Technique is a sword technique that the Great Elder has been cultivating all these years. Now that the Great Elder is dead, and he has no heirs, I will hand over this sword book to you. I hope that the next time I see you break through the barrier, it will surprise me, and even the entire Lishui Sword Sect. ”

As he spoke, Hai Wuya nodded at Chen Ling and walked towards the Lishui Sword Shrine.

In front of the stone monument outside the Water Sword Tomb, there were only two people left at the moment of the mechanism that originally needed to be opened by three people.

Seeing Chen Ling take out two keys by himself, Ye Feng's heart trembled violently again.

He knew that this key was quietly given to Chen Ling by Li Yuanhang before the duel with Chen Keyi, that is, from then on, Li Yuanhang probably didn't think that he would be able to survive.

The door of the sword mound slowly opened, revealing a dark passageway.

Walking to the entrance of the Sword Shrine, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and returned to the front of Hai Wuyan again.

"Sect Master, this is the remaining green jade snow lotus after healing my father's illness. Elder Li died to protect me and this green jade snow lotus, which should be owned by the Sword Sect. As he spoke, Ye Feng took out the green jade snow lotus flower that was missing three petals from his arms.

Looking at the well-preserved green jade snow lotus in Ye Feng's hand like a plant specimen, Hai Wuya took a deep breath.

After a slight hesitation, he nodded and reached out to take the flower.

"Ye Feng, this time you enter the Lishui Sword Shrine, you can let go of your cultivation. As for the safety of your family, don't take it personally. Now your parents and sister are all on the way to the Sword Sect. You can rest assured, as long as there is the Sword Sect and there is no end to my sea, no one will dare to touch a single hair of your family. Hai Wuya said loudly.

The promise of the endless sea made Ye Feng's heart warm. He had long known that Hai Wuya had sent someone to treat his father, but he didn't expect Hai Wuya to think so carefully that he even sent someone to take his parents to the Sword Sect.

Da En said no thanks, Ye Feng knew very well that his best reward was to cultivate hard, and in the decisive battle with Chen Kewei half a year later, he personally cut off the other party's head.

Ye Feng didn't say much, turned around and walked straight into the Lishui Sword Shrine, as his figure disappeared into the depths of the passage, the gate of the Sword Shrine closed again, and Hai Wuya and Chen Ling also walked into the distance.

Inside the sword shrine, everything seemed to be no different from the first two times he entered.

After sitting down in the wide hall outside the sword room, Ye Feng took out the blue spar.

Slowly injecting a trace of vitality, the blue spar immediately spiraled and flew into the top of the cave.

A brilliant blue light burst out from the void, enveloping Ye Feng's body straight.

This unknown blue crystal has the effect of absorbing the aura of the sword. Compared to the aura provided by the sword, the aura contained in this crystal is much richer and purer.

As the blue light enveloped Ye Feng's body, Ye Feng's body surface also bloomed with a watery silvery-white light.

The silvery-white light was like a big mouth that devoured everything, greedily devouring the blue sword energy of the outside world, and then continued to inject the newly absorbed energy into Ye Feng's limbs and meridian dantian.

Inside the dantian, the bright crystal gradually condensed a layer of bright white ice crystals on the surface.

As the ice crystals become thicker and thicker, the energy inside the crystals becomes more and more abundant.

After about two days, the ice crystals on the surface of the crystal stopped growing.

At this time, the energy inside the crystal has reached the point where there is no catharsis.

There was a soft click, and a layer of tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the crystal. When the cracks spread all over the crystal, the long sword around the crystal suddenly spun at high speed.

The small five-element sword array rotated, producing surging and inexplicable suction.

Under the traction of this powerful force, the energy in the crystal gushed out like a flood.

In an instant, Ye Feng's dantian was filled with vast and majestic energy.

This energy not only occupied his dantian, but also filled every meridian in his body.

Under the impact of powerful energy, the gravel-like vitality in Ye Feng's dantian was shattered one after another.

The shattered Yuan Qi particles bloomed with extremely powerful energy, so much so that when this Yuan Qi broke away from Ye Feng's body, more than a dozen long swords composed of pure Yuan Qi were condensed out of thin air in the void.

In just two days, Ye Feng completed the process of shattering the vitality and reshaping the vitality.

And this also marked that after absorbing the energy in the blue crystal, his strength had been improved again, and he had jumped from a second-level sword master to a third-level sword master.

After cultivating himself to the realm of a third-level sword master, Ye Feng raised his head.

His gaze touched the blue crystals suspended in the void, and his eyes flashed with Dao essence.

The absorption of two days turned out to be only a circle smaller than the volume of the blue crystal.

Finding that the energy inside the blue crystal was still thick, Ye Feng had a hunch that if he absorbed all of this blue crystal, his strength would definitely reach a realm that he had never dared to think of before.