Chapter 270

Ye Feng overlooks below.

This mountain gives birth to a miniature spirit pulse, which emits a strong aura. It forms a return flow of aura with the next ethereal peak, and the aura shines on each other.

"The ethereal sect has a name. How can this new mountain without a name... There was no mountain here. It's like flying. It's called Flying peak!"

"Seven hundred meters on the flying peak, do not envy mandarin ducks, do not envy immortals!"

Ye Feng whispered and slowly fell on the top of Feilai peak.

Gong Qingqiu, Moying, Qiao Jiaxi and other disciples arrived at the peak one after another. Absorbing the abundant aura here, they raised their heads and could see the ethereal peak more than 100 meters away.

The height difference between the two places is tens of meters.

The ethereal peak is slightly higher, highlighting the status of the main peak.

"Later, this peak will be called Feilai peak. Elder Gong, you can build the elder hall here. You can plan the rest of the open space by yourself."

Ye Feng waved his hand and returned to the ethereal peak.

The disciples and Gong Qingqiu stood in place and looked at each other.

"Feilai peak, that's a good name!"

"You say, how did the leader turn a dead peak into a spirit peak with spiritual pulse?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's because the leader is the chosen son, so he has divine means!"

The disciples chattered and discussed.

Gong Qingqiu looked at Ye Feng's far away back. His heart was still in shock and could not be calm for a long time.

She couldn't believe that a person should have such a means of changing the world.

Create spiritual pulse out of thin air. With this alone, Ye Feng can become a hot top master and is respected by countless sect leaders.

"The ethereal sect is really a place that people can't see through, but now I'm here, which is a good thing to be thankful for." Gong Qingqiu said secretly, trying to calm the shock in his heart, and turned to other disciples.

"Shi Lei, I heard that you have unique views on construction. Please help me build the elder's hall together and connect the flying peak and the ethereal peak."

"Willing to listen to the elder." Shi Lei nodded.

"The Presbyterian Council releases the fourth Presbyterian Mission on the mission wall. Disciples with time can build Feilai peak together." Gong Qingqiu pinched the formula with both hands, and a piece of aura poured out, holding everyone back to the ethereal peak.

……

The news of the flying peak spread quickly.

On that day, the whole Baifu city was a sensation.

"What are you talking about? The disciples of Ye Zhang created a mountain called Feilai peak, which is more than 200 feet high, and gave birth to a miniature spiritual pulse?"

"It's true. I was there!"

"Shock!"

"Stop shaking and spread the news quickly."

Many practitioners in Baifu city came from various forces. They quickly took out the paper crane to spread the news.

Overnight.

All the areas within a thousand miles are crazy about it.

Building a mountain is nothing.

Any cultivation that breaks through the Juyuan realm can do this through magic. Of course, the speed will be much slower than Ye Feng.

What's really shocking is... Creating spiritual pulse!

Qingyun mountains.

"What do you mean, maple leaf can make a miniature spirit vessel with his bare hands?" Immortal Qingyun took a breath when he heard the news.

"Sect leader, this is absolutely true. I was at the scene at that time. I saw leader Ye crush a light ball and sprinkle light and rain. Then, the dead mountain came alive. The vegetation was growing wildly and full of vitality. What a fairy home!"

A middle-aged man in blue described what happened at that time.

Everyone looked solemn when they heard the speech.

A moment later, an elder of Juyuan territory suggested in a deep voice, "sect leader, we know you have a grudge with Ye Feng, but compared with the sect, what is this grudge?"

Another elder then said, "yes! You are not enemies of life and death, but there are some small frictions on weekdays. How about this, sect leader? You admit your mistake in the past and ask leader ye to take action. Maybe the spirit vein of Qingyun sect can be reshaped, which is a great event for generations! "

"Yes, yes, yes! Even if you become the sect leader in the future, future generations will remember you. " The people persuaded again and again.

"Fart! Even if I die, I won't admit my mistake to Ye Feng. " Immortal Qingyun was shocked by his momentum. He blew the elders and deacons out, stepped on Qingyun sword angrily and flew away.

At night.

Immortal Qingyun is so angry that he gnashes his teeth.

"Let me admit my mistake, delusion!"

He flew at full speed and flew over the sky in a flash. Before long, he reached the Yunhua mountains where Yunhua Zong was located.

"Immortal Qingyun?"

Immortal Yunhua was practicing. He felt a sharp sword approaching quickly and his eyelids jumped wildly. He thought the other party was going to rob the spirit pulse, and his look changed greatly.

"Let me ask you, how did you repair the spiritual pulse and heart core of yunhuazong long ago?" Immortal Qingyun asked.

Hearing that he didn't come to rob the spirit pulse, immortal Yunhua breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the reason why Yunhua Zong's spirit vein can be repaired is because of the help of Ye Feng, and it involves a small Dongtian array, which is very important.

Therefore, immortal Yunhua chose to keep silent.

He is Ye Feng's ally and can't sell his allies.

"You don't want to say?" Immortal Qingyun frowned.

Immortal Yunhua was shrouded by the terrible sword idea. Sweat seeped from his forehead. He suddenly swallowed saliva and said, "you'd better not intervene in this matter."

"Huh?" Immortal Qingyun's eyes coagulated.

In his mind, Ye Feng suddenly appeared.

Remembering his experience of being hanged and beaten, immortal Qingyun drew a corner of his mouth and said, "I understand! The reason why the spirit vessel of Yunhua mountain has been reshaped is that Ye Feng made it. No wonder it is rumored that he built a miniature spirit vessel with his bare hands. "

Immortal Yunhua shuddered.

He wanted to say, headmaster ye, immortal Qingyun guessed the reason. I didn't say anything!

"It turns out that Ye Feng is so powerful and has such a magical means. That is to say, if we want a better future, we can only ask Ye Feng!" Immortal Qingyun clenched his fist and was very unwilling.

It's hard for him to ask for help.

What's more, I still plead with Ye Feng.

Immortal Yunhua sighed and persuaded: "immortal Qingyun, you and leader ye are not enemies of life and death. At most, there is some misunderstanding. If you kneel on the ground and apologize to him, maybe leader ye will help you rebuild your spiritual pulse."

Now that it has been guessed, immortal Yunhua felt there was no need to hide, but started ideological work.

"Absolutely not!"

Immortal Qingyun suddenly roared, and his fingernails were deeply trapped in the meat. He said coldly, "I, immortal Qingyun, have acted all my life, indulgent and unrestrained. How can I admit my mistake to others?"

Looking at the valley below, immortal Qingyun said firmly: "even if I jump from here and die below, if the dog eats the corpse, I won't admit my mistake to Ye Feng!"

Tear!

Qingyun immortal turned into a dazzling blue sword, swept into the far air in a flash, and soon disappeared.

"Why? It's not a great enemy of life and death. What's wrong? Anyway, leader Ye is so strong. Why should we be ashamed to admit our mistakes to him? To put it bluntly, it's just that self-esteem is too strong and good face. "

Immortal Yunhua whispered and revealed the secret.

……

Qingyun mountains.

A cemetery center.

Immortal Qingyun sat on the ground and looked at the tombstone of the sect leaders of Qingyun gate. He was tangled and struggling in his heart. It was like overturning rivers and seas. He couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Admit my mistake. What's wrong with me?"

Finally, immortal Qingyun left without any intention of admitting his mistake. He was as stubborn as a cow.

……

The next morning, the sun was shining.

The disciples of the ethereal sect have been busy for a long time.

"OK, that's it. This position is OK."

Shi Lei and Huo Yunjie stood on the Feilai peak and the ethereal peak respectively. With the help of other colleagues, they hung up iron cables one by one, paved wooden boards and fixed railings to form a stable suspension bridge connecting the two peaks.

"The first suspension bridge has been built. Everyone has worked hard."

Shi Lei clapped his hands and said loudly.