Chapter 1507

on the seat.

Ye Feng blew out a breath of spiritual energy, blowing away the fog that permeated all around, revealing the situation of everyone.

Yao Changsheng also woke up.

He found that he had actually broken through to the Fourth Rank Quasi-Saint in one fell swoop, and the entry was so fast that even he was taken aback, and he couldn't help but secretly said:

Could it be that I had an epiphany in my dream just now, thinking about the past and understanding the future?

He didn't know that the reason why he was dreaming was because Ye Feng helped Lan Die unleash his natal talent and quietly acquired his past life memories.

on the seat.

Ye Feng found that Yao Changsheng did not seem suspicious, he was relieved, looked around, and found that the other disciples had basically completed their breakthroughs, so he said:

"Looks like you've all made progress."

Everyone opened their eyes when they heard the words.

"Thank you for the opportunity, Sect Master."

The disciples cupped their hands together and said.

If it wasn't for Ye Feng who single-handedly created the Misty Sect, they would not have been able to cultivate in such a favorable cultivation environment and achieve a huge improvement.

"You are my disciples when you enter my sect, and I will naturally not treat you badly. This Fairy Fruit Conference was a success. The weakest disciples of the sect have now been successfully promoted to quasi-sage, which is very good."

Ye Feng said with a smile.

Every year, he will personally improve the big pan peach trees, so that their medicinal efficacy increases year by year, and one day in the future, he will be able to cultivate a big pan peach that will become a fairy after eating one.

"Yeah, we are quasi-sanctified."

"It was incredible."

Those eight generations of disciples who joined the sect this year felt their own changes, and found that their strength at least increased ten thousand times compared to when they first joined the sect.

And this has only been a few months.

"You are just getting started, the realm is low, and the speed of improvement is of course very fast. However, starting from the quasi-saint, and going up is the holy realm, and the speed of improvement will be slower."

An old disciple explained.

He was a seventh-generation disciple who entered the sect last year. Now, he has been converted into a quasi-sage for the second time, which is not bad.

"It's true, don't look at me as a fifth-generation disciple, but I've only turned into a quasi-sage for the third time now, so I'm not much better than you." A disciple sighed.

"Junior brother, you started later than me, but you have already reached the third-generation quasi-sage, and I am a third-generation disciple. Now I'm only a third-generation quasi-sage. It's really embarrassing for all of our third-generation disciples."

"Don't mention it, I'm a second-generation disciple, but I've only become a quasi-sage in the fourth generation. You must know that our second-generation disciples have basically become saints, and only a few of us are still holding back. I really hope that I can be as good as the first-generation disciples. Worst of all is a sanctification."

Yes, all the disciples of the generation have manifested themselves above.

In the Misty Sect, a generation of disciples has followed Ye Feng for the longest time. Even the sisters Yu Su and Yu Wei, who had no sense of existence at first, have now become holy.

As for the other generation of disciples, the strongest ones were of course the combat-oriented disciples like Mo Ying, Huo Yunjie, Long Tianxing, and Qiao Jiaxi.

Now, all of them have broken through the Heavenly Sage.

"Look, that's Senior Brother Shi Lei, Second Senior Brother Huo Yunjie, Third Senior Sister Li Jiaojiao, Fourth Senior Sister Mo Ying..."

Someone pointed to the sixteen seats in the front row and introduced them to the eighth-generation disciples who entered the sect this year.

"There is no Immortal Venerable in a generation of disciples... that is, the Holy Land, this is too strange, right?"

"Yeah, even Senior Sister Ye Qinglian, the chief among our eighth-generation disciples, has now broken through the Immortal Venerable."

Some people expressed doubts.

"You don't understand, according to the legend, Senior Sister Ye Qinglian is not a human, but a Celestial Dao Qinglian planted by the head. As such, it is normal to be promoted to Immortal Venerable."

"Oh, so it is!"

"However, a generation of disciples is afraid that the Immortal Venerable-level powerhouse will soon be born, right? This is the real top-level young generation!"

The disciples were amazed.

An hour later.

The second Fairy Fruit Conference officially ended.

A dozen disciples stayed by Ye Feng's side, followed him along the stone steps and walked slowly to the top of the mountain.

"How has your practice been recently?"

Ye Feng said.

Behind him are the disciples of the Misty Sect, especially the first ten. If it wasn't for their arrival, Ye Feng would not be able to complete the novice task.

In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

And the Misty Sect has also gone from the weak and inferior sect at the beginning to the first sect of the current Shenzhou. After a few years, it can be promoted to the Holy Land.

This progress is not too big.

"Reporting to the sect master, the disciple is creating a painting recently. If it can be successful, the vision of heaven and earth can be successfully gathered and promoted to the heavenly holy realm."

The eldest disciple Shi Lei was the first to speak.

"The disciple is practicing swords recently. Since breaking through the Heavenly Sacred Realm, I have begun to try to integrate the law with the sword intent. If I succeed, I should be able to be promoted to the Holy Spirit."

Huo Yunjie continued.

"Sect Master, I'm still cooking, and I feel like I've encountered a bottleneck recently. If I can succeed, I may be able to advance to the Heavenly Sacred Realm in the future."

Li Jiaojiao followed closely.

At this time, Mo Ying said, "My ultimate sword has hit a bottleneck. If I can break through, and understand the law of speed and even the law of time, maybe I can break through to the legendary holy realm."

The other disciples spoke one after another.

Ye Feng quickly grasped their situation, and took advantage of the time to go up the mountain to explain one by one, making all the sixteen first-generation disciples stunned.

Finally, they came to the top of Misty Peak.

This is the central courtyard.

At the very beginning, Ye Feng and sixteen disciples of the first generation lived here, but as time passed, they all had their own floating islands and no longer lived here.

"Today, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home!"

Ye Feng took out the medicinal wine of the dragon race, drank it with the sixteen first-generation disciples, and continued to give them more in-depth guidance, hoping that they could break through faster.

Only in this way can an example be formed.

...

a few days later.

Yao Changsheng walked out of his own courtyard and came to the shore of Linghu, ready to practice boxing here.

As a chaotic body, he comes with a powerful natal supernatural power "Chaos Fist", once it is used, it can make his combat power continue to rise.

Not far away, several third-generation disciples were fishing.

While they were fishing, they chatted, and soon they talked about the Wanzu Continent, which caught Yao Changsheng's attention, and hurriedly listened, and couldn't help but ask.

A quarter of an hour later.

When Yao Changsheng learned that the Ten Thousand Clan Divine Mountain was released by the Great Elder of the Swallowing Demon Sect, and later evolved into the Ten Thousand Clan Continent, posing a huge threat to the Three Thousand Realms, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth and his body froze in place.

"Unexpectedly, the Wanzu Sacred Mountain was released by the unfortunate elder of the Swallowing Demon Sect, but fortunately, the Wanzu Continent has been blown up by the head."

"Otherwise, I would be a sinner."

Yao Changsheng looked embarrassed.

He secretly left this place, received a task of going out to practice, and came to the northwest of Baifu City, where he saw the descendants of all ethnic groups today.

"Today's Wanzu is different from before."

Yao Changsheng muttered.

At the beginning, the ten thousand races invaded the ten thousand worlds, but now, the descendants of these ten thousand races have been assimilated by the mainland of China, and they have become good people under the management of the White Floating City.

Seeing this, Yao Changsheng left with confidence.

After returning to the sect, he entered the practice tower for a whole month of ascetic cultivation, successfully survived the great catastrophe of the canonization, and became the second holy place among the eight generations of disciples.

As soon as the news came out, all parties were sensational.

"Yao Changsheng has become a saint?"

"It's too fast!"

"There's no way, they're a chaotic body, and they joined the Misty Sect, with such excellent cultivation conditions, it's strange not to be a saint."

"Oh, it's true that people are more popular than dead people."

The arrogance of the various forces suddenly frowned. (To be continued)