"Master, the guy is a bit eccentric. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" When Ye Feng walked quickly towards the deep forest, Xiao Huang's eyes suddenly opened.

"Oh, what's the weird method?" Ye Feng had a look of doubt in his eyes, and he asked as he walked quickly, the wind whispered in his ears, and between the jungles, it was like light and shadow were moving rapidly backwards.

"That man seems to have a demonic aura in him. Xiao Huang pondered for a long time, and where the third eye was closed, it wrinkled slightly, and it seemed that it was deep in thought and a little puzzled.

"Demonic energy?"

Ye Feng's feet suddenly stopped, tilting his head and asking Xiao Huang.

"Yes, it seems to be demonic energy, and I'm not sure, I feel that there is a more evil aura on him, which makes people a little flustered. ”

"Panicked, evil aura? Why didn't I feel it. Ye Feng was confused.

However, Xiao Huang is the most sensitive to the power of the soul, and its nose is particularly keen, and it can smell breaths that ordinary people can't perceive.

"Whether it's evil or demonic, in the conversation with him just now, I think this person is okay, even if it's really a demon, I'm willing to make friends with him, or that sentence, as long as it's not a demon here, it's not a demon. When Ye Feng spoke, the middle finger of his right hand pointed at the heart of his chest.

"Okay, let's move on, before dawn, we must rush to the Sword Sect's main sect. Ye Feng let out a long roar, and the doubts just now suddenly disappeared endlessly.

And Xiao Huang tilted his head, then continued to close his eyes, and his mouth was pounding, "Indeed, as long as the heart is not demonic, it is not a demon." ”

Thousands of peaks are showing, the mountains are majestic, the white clouds are swirling, and they are pale. Endless snow flutters, like a snow elf.

At dawn, Ye Feng finally came to the foot of the Sword Sect.

Looking at the mountains in the distance, but they were white, Ye Feng's heart gave birth to a sense of purity.

As far as the eye can see, if it is completely white, then the mind will immediately calm down, and this place is very suitable for cultivation.

There are hundreds of roads.

These roads, which wind up from the foot of the mountain to more than 100 meters, suddenly appear in a fog, and the mist and snow intertwine to make the mountains look misty and shrouded in a veil of mystery.

Hundreds of roads are all paved with jade, and because of the snow, the surface of the jade is not visible.

It's just that there are a few footprints on the jade road, and the footprints are of different shades, and they should have been three or five people before.

Even if the snow is falling, it is not easy to cover this footprint for a while.

Ye Feng stood at the foot of the mountain, and between his breaths, two white holes sprang out of his nose, which were extremely rich, like the smell of smoke that only comes out when he smokes dry tobacco.

A crane suddenly flew out from a misty white mountain in the distance, and the sound of chirping resounded through the nearby mountains.

And there are several Taoist priests wearing Taoist robes, holding a snow-white cold sword in their hands, constantly swimming, flying up and down, turning and moving, between countless phantoms, they are performing extremely exquisite swordsmanship.

Some even took off their Taoist robes, revealing their strong upper bodies, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth, and transforming their fierce sword qi.

The bronze bell rang nine times, and these nine times, the same time apart, were separated by one hundred and eight breaths, and the secret box of the Heavenly Way I Ching, the Heavenly Gang and the Earth Evil Principle.

Suddenly, the snowflakes turned into goose feather snow, and the surrounding environment changed, and the sound of music came from the mountains.

These music, which is extremely compact, seem to imply a thousand meanings.

As soon as the music came out, those Taoist priests danced the flying swords faster, becoming dense as torrential rain, as fast as lightning, and there was even the sound of wind and thunder between the dances.

The snowflakes were flying, the snow was white, and at this time, the footprints on the jade road had been covered with heavy snow.

However, it was leaving a new footprint, and Ye Feng was stepping on this jade road step by step.

The goose feathers covered his whole body, and the white air between his breaths was even better.

Stepping on this jade path, Ye Feng found that this jade path implied a mechanism, which not only reminded him of the path of immortal trials arranged by Long Xiaoxiao to kill Yu Xuan when he was in the Qingyu Gate.

At that time, he said that he only needed to pass the first level by stepping on the stone steps that were only a few tens of meters away from him.

When you set foot on it, there are countless illusions, and it is all stress.

And this jade path is even more powerful than the previous one, but here it is sword qi.

Ye Feng is now in the early stage of the Tribulation Cultivation, and these are naturally difficult for him, so he is not slow to move step by step.

The reason why I paused for a long time was to think back to my slightly immature self in that youthful time many years ago.

Soon, he came to the place where the mist and the snowflakes merged, and he took a step forward, but the scene changed immediately.

I saw a gate made of bluestone, with purple light flashing on it, and it had nothing to do with the misty white outside.

In the middle of the gate is written the words "Sword Gate".

It's still a hundred meters away from a group of kendo dancers above.

Those Taoist priests didn't seem to sense Ye Feng's arrival, and continued to dance the sword, concentrating, as if no one was around.

Ye Feng took a step forward and wanted to enter the Sword Gate.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched the purple light shield, thousands of purple sword qi suddenly attacked him back and forth, and in an instant, he actually blocked all the way up and down his body.

Ye Feng's body immediately shook, and the cyan sword qi enveloped him, forming a protective circle of about two meters.

This purple sword qi collided with the sword qi, making a ping-pong sound, and the aura was extremely turbulent.

Each of these purple sword qi has the power of a void void.

One sword qi disappeared, and then the second one was born again, as if the aura between heaven and earth was immortal, and the sword qi did not retreat.

Ye Feng secretly marveled that this Sword Sect was indeed powerful, just the mountain protection array, it was so strong.

Ordinary Cave Void Period cultivators, if they don't have permission, I'm afraid it will be difficult to enter the Sword Sect.

The purple sword qi assassinated Ye Feng for about ten breaths, and at the place where the sword gate was closed, the void suddenly flashed, and out of it came out of the white-clothed sword cultivator, with an ancient flying sword on his back, the jade tree was in the wind, extremely chic, between his eyes, looking forward to the starlight, quite immortal wind bones.

Especially this Void Sword Cultivator sat down and rode a tiger, this tiger was in flames all over his body, and it was actually a spirit beast.

The eyes were staring, full of murderous intent, which made people shudder.

Sword cultivation is the cultivation of the early stage of the cave void, and the tiger under the seat is the strength of the late stage of the Yuan Infant.

But the powerful sword qi emanating from this sword cultivator's body, even in the middle stage of the Cave Void, I am afraid that he will have to retreat.

"Who are you?" Do you have a token to enter the mountain?" When this person came here, the sound of Haoran righteousness came into Ye Feng's ears at the same time, like a thunderclap in the sky.

"Qingyu master, why are you?" Ye Feng exclaimed, he looked down at the upper body from this sword cultivator, and found that this person's face was extremely familiar, who else could it be if it wasn't the head of Qingyu.

Qingyu Zhenren heard that outside the Sword Gate Pass, a white-haired monk who exuded sword qi shouted at him, and hurriedly fixed his eyes to take a look, this ...... This?

When he carefully checked the face of the monk who shouted at him, and took a closer look, he actually seemed to have the appearance of Ye Feng, and then saw the monk outside the Sword Gate Gate stroking his face, revealing his real face.

It's actually Ye Feng!

He was surprised in his heart, where would he not meet in his life, this was too unexpected, how could it be Ye Feng?

Ye Feng's surprise in his heart was no less than that of Qingyu Zhenren.

Back then, after Qingyu Zhenren left from Qingyu Gate, he had been separated for many years, but he didn't expect to see him when he went to the Sword Sect today, is this the will of heaven or the will of heaven?

Providence, it is definitely providence, Ye Feng didn't know what words to use to explain, but he felt that the word providence was really good.

He had a big smile on his face, and his eyes were squinted, extremely sunny.

Qingyu Zhenren was also extremely happy, he immediately pinched the sword trick in his hand, and two purple sword qi emanated from his hand, embedded in the sword gate pass, above the center of the purple light mask, and a Taiji yin and yang diagram appeared on the sword door close.

Tai Chi Yin and Yang implied the way of heaven and earth, and with a slight operation, the Sword Gate Gate suddenly opened two purple light gates.

At the same time, Ye Feng walked in.

"Senior brothers, this person is my Qingyumen disciple Ye Feng. ”

After the Qingyu real person said a slight word towards the void, the sword gate closed and suddenly shot out a purple light, enveloping Ye Feng in it.

Ye Feng suddenly felt as if his whole body had been taken off, and this purple sword intent then retreated after about ten breaths.

Qingyu Zhenren's face was overjoyed when he saw this.

"Ye Feng, you have passed the Sword Gate Pass test, you can come here, by the way, let's not talk about it, I will take you to my Sword House, this cold and snowy are flying, at this time, it is really leisurely to soak a pot of good wine. ”

After speaking, Qingyu Zhenren patted Xiao Huang's head on Ye Feng's shoulder, laughed, and quickly galloped towards a green peak in the distance.

As for those Taoist priests who were dancing swords on the mountain, they were only slightly surprised, why Qingyu Zhenren was so happy today, but they were only surprised.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and they continued to bury their heads in their own things, with infinite sword light and sword energy.

On the green peak, the cold snow flutters, and there is a simple Taoist temple standing proudly.

In the land of the Sword Sect, all disciples above the Yuan Infant Stage can have a mountain peak for their own cultivation.

These mountains are connected to the Heaven and Earth Spirit Veins of the Sword Sect, so it is warm in winter and cool in summer.

However, because of the Sword Sect's main sect, there is no cold and snow all year round, so the mountain peaks have always been warm.

The main hall of the Taoist temple, close to the courtyard, the bamboo leaves in the courtyard are proud, at this time it is already cold, but the bamboo is growing luxuriantly.

This is the sword house of Qingyu Zhenren.

The main hall was covered by a curtain made of beads, and a mattress was placed on the ground, and Qingyu Zhenren and Ye Feng sat on the ground.

Between them was a log table with a jug of wine warming on it.

Ye Feng looked into the courtyard and saw that the snow was covering the ground, and the eaves were all white, and a small bird fluttered forward, and then fluttered away, leaving a handful of flying snow.

In the middle of the courtyard, there is a sword pool, about three or four meters long and wide, in which more than a dozen flying swords are placed, and the straight flutes are inserted into it.

The sword qi is constantly spinning, and it should be forging a flying sword.

"Ye Feng, why did you come here? And your cultivation is actually higher than me?" As soon as he sat down, a thousand questions arose in Qingyu Zhenren's heart, and he looked at Ye Feng and asked.

Ye Feng surprised him too much, too much of his already indifferent Dao heart, and couldn't help but give birth to a very faint ripple, everyone has curiosity, unless it is an animal without humanity.

"I came here to find Ning Fanchen, as for the matter of cultivation, it may be that God favors me, so I naturally cultivated here. And also...... And your gray hair...... What's going on?" Ye Feng smiled slightly, he couldn't say that he had overcome obstacles and encountered many hardships along the way, and when he was in life and death, he had to come down several times before he reached this realm, which would make Qingyu Zhenren worried.

There is a good saying, when you return home thousands of miles away, you only report good news and not bad news.

Besides, although Qingyu Zhenren is called his own head master in Qingyumen, in fact, the relationship between the two is very close.

Father Ye Tian has a great fate with Qingyu Zhenren, and when he was in Qingyumen, he also took good care of himself, and his cultivation qualifications were good at that time, so he was doubly favored.

Over time, the two are actually tantamount to a teacher-nephew relationship.

Although Ye Feng said lightly about cultivation, Qingyu Zhenren was not a fool, and of course he also understood that there might be many adventures and hardships in it, because Ye Feng was full of gray hair at this time, and he must have encountered heartbroken things.