Chapter 117

"Go!" Ye Feng waved his hand.

Long Tianxing responded and immediately performed the lightness skill. He went down the mountain and flew away in the direction of Baifu city.

A moment later, Mo Ying came to Ye Feng and said, "headmaster, my task is to kill a higher demon soldier level monster independently?"

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

These tasks are given by the system. After all, the "disciple assessment" belongs to the third task in the second stage of the leader. Ye Feng can only supervise and cannot directly determine the content of the task.

But Ye Feng was happy.

Because he doesn't need to rack his brains to arrange tasks for his disciples, just publish them.

"I take orders."

The ink warbler saluted Ye Feng with a fist, so he wanted to ride the flying sword in the wind and go out to look for the monster that caused trouble.

"Elder martial sister Mo, wait!" Yan Ruyu stopped Mo Ying and handed over a bamboo tube the size of a thumb. "It's full of spiritual spring water and some of my life power. Maybe it can help you."

"Thank you, younger martial sister!" Mo Ying took the bamboo tube, patted Yan Ruyu on the shoulder, and left with the imperial sword.

"I can't be idle." Li Jiaojiao runs to the kitchen. Her task is to make a dish that can increase cultivation and take the first step to the spiritual kitchen.

Other disciples are also busy.

Seeing that everyone had a goal, Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

Shi Lei's task is to manage the sect, just like a brick in the ethereal sect. He moves where he needs to. Therefore, he began to conduct a comprehensive study of the ethereal school to see what he should do most.

Xia he and Qiu Ju's task is to assist Jia Yulan in planting miraculous medicine. At ordinary times, they have to give consideration to the feeding of miraculous animals.

Yan Ruyu's task is to give birth to miraculous medicine and treat at least one injured disciple.

Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu's task is to learn and practice.

As for Qiao Jiaxi, who was the last to get started, his task was to practice and break through the six-fold body cultivation within three months.

Huo Yunjie's task is to practice sword!

Refining swordsmanship within three months is the task given by the system, which is also in line with Huo Yunjie's intention.

"There is no woman in my heart. It's natural to draw the sword. On the first page of the sword manual, forget my sweetheart... But it seems that the more I practice, the more wrong it is!" Huo Yunjie stood at the top of the peak, lost in thought.

Seeing this, Ye Feng said with a smile, "why don't you go down the mountain? Or cut off the fallen dead leaves with a sword? "

Hearing this, Huo Yunjie felt like clearing the clouds and dispersing the fog. He immediately stood with his sword and said, "thank you for your guidance, master martial uncle!"

With that, Huo Yunjie left the peak.

Under a tree more than ten meters high, the wind blew, and more than a dozen fallen leaves fell. Huo Yunjie's eyes coagulated, and the cold light sword in his hand was out of its sheath!

Qiang!

There was no fallen leaf where the sword edge passed.

"Ah... This!"

Huo Yunjie was stunned.

I wanted to split the dozens of leaves with a sword, but I couldn't do it at all. Finally, I was stunned that I didn't split a leaf.

"Younger martial sister Moying said that I must meditate, and this may be the meaning of the first page of the sword manual."

Huo Yunjie began to put his sword into its sheath, closed his eyes and stood in place waiting for the wind to come.

WOW!

When the wind hit, the leaves collided with each other and several dead leaves fell. Huo Yunjie held his breath, locked the fallen leaves with his own breath, jumped and pulled out his sword at the same time.

The cold light crossed the sky and formed a strange arc, splitting the leaves in two.

"There's progress!" Huo Yunjie was overjoyed. He grasped the current inspiration and continued to practice sword.

……

Baifu city.

Long Tianxing is back.

Wearing a black robe and covering his silver hair, he walked in the street and inquired about passers-by. He knew that longqitian was committing mischief somewhere outside the city.

"Cousin, don't make a mistake!"

Long Tianxing murmured and cast his "lightness skill" to rush.

More than ten miles south of Baifu City, there is an ancient town called "Dafeng".

However, most of the caravans coming from the South will stay in Dafeng ancient town for a period of time and enter the city the next day. Therefore, there are many practitioners and past merchants here.

At this time, in an inn.

Long Qitian sat on the seat with two ruffian youths sitting beside him. Like him, they are the five peaks of Qi refining.

If ye Feng is here, he can recognize these two people.

One of them is Li Michelle!

Since Jia Yulan shot her last time, Li Michelle did not dare to continue to do evil in Baifu city. Instead, she went to Dafeng ancient town and pulled up a gang. She was very comfortable.

The other is Wu De, the second disciple of Xuanyun sect, a medium-sized sect!

On the same day, when Ye Feng accepted disciples in baizong square, Wu De and Li Michelle were present.

At this time, long Qitian said, "brother Li founded Michelle gang in Dafeng ancient town. Under his command, there are several practitioners, dozens of ordinary martial artists and several wives, which is also very nourishing."

Wu De also said, "yes, it's really enviable!"

"What do you envy?" Li Michelle was very distressed and patted the table, "well, without talking about this nonsense, what are we going to do when we get together this time?"

Wu De also raised his spirits and looked at the organizer longqitian.

"I want to create an orthodox spiritual sect. After all, it's no use making a fuss like this." Long Qitian raised his chin and his eyes were full of wild hope.

"Just the three of us?" Wu De was stunned.

"Why not?" Long Qitian patted the table, "even Ye Feng can build a lower school into a higher school. All of us' Bai Fu San Ying 'are talents. Can't we even create a lower school?"

"We only have five peaks of refining Qi. Ye Feng is the son of heaven. He can't compare!" Wu De waved again and again.

Hearing Ye Feng's name, Li Michelle thought of Jia Yulan. She remembered her experience of being beaten to rags and falling in the street in the shape of "too", so she clenched her fist.

At this time, long Qitian said, "we take Dafeng ancient town as our stronghold, unify several small sects here, and gradually develop our power. When we have silver, we can exchange it into a spirit stone, and then buy a panacea to improve our cultivation."

"And then?" Wu De asked again.

"Then? When the three of us arrive at Qi refining Qizhong, we choose a lower school outside Baifu city to challenge. After winning, won't we get the land deed of the sect? " Long Qitian laughed.

"Good, you can do it!" Li smiled and finally spoke. Remembering all the things in the past, he clenched his fist. "We Baifu Sanying are definitely people who can do things. As long as we gather strength, we can succeed!"

"Yes, we can!" Long Qitian stood up, "so today, let's unify several gangs in Dafeng ancient town."

Wu De was also touched by the two and agreed to the action.

A moment later, the three people exuded the breath of the five peaks of Qi refining. Behind them, with a number of scattered cultivation of Qi refining and dozens of Wufu, they began to sweep the gangs in Dafeng ancient town.

These gangs have almost no practitioners. They are all small sects practicing martial arts. How can they resist in the face of three five peaks of Qi refining?

In less than half an hour, most forces were subdued, causing great turbulence and panic in Dafeng ancient town.

At this time, there is the last all female force named "white clothes sect". The sect leader is a five fold practitioner of Qi refining, from a lower school that has been dissolved.

Boom!

The gate of the white clothes gate was broken open. Longqitian, Li Michelle and Wu De entered the gate. The team behind them has grown to hundreds of people.

"What do you want?" The leader of the white clothes sect is a middle-aged and beautiful woman. She holds the Dharma formula in her hand and forms a shield in front of her to protect dozens of female disciples in white clothes behind her.

"If you join me, I will spare you!" Longqitian shouted.

Li Mimian looked at so many women with her eyes staring out and showed a abnormal smile: "what a white door! Why didn't I find it before!"

"You bastards!" The leader of the white clothes sect scolded.

"It's nonsense. Call it directly." Wu De raised his palm and patted it. He turned into a huge palm print in front of him and smashed the shield set by the white clothes sect leader with a "click".

Poof!

The leader of the white clothes sect was wounded and vomited blood.

"Door master!"

All the female disciples burst into tears one after another, and then angrily stared at longqitian and his party.

With a wave of his big hand, Longqi ordered, "tie them up!"

"Cousin, I advise you not to make mistakes!"

Just then, a young but angry voice came from the whole Fengfeng ancient town and attracted everyone's attention.