Chapter 507

Ye Feng stood on the edge of the cliff.

Looking at the crying disciples, I was deeply moved and my nose was a little sour.

"Headmaster!"

Yan Ruyu, Jia Yulan, Ouyang Feng, Ouyang Yu, Xia he, Qiu Ju, Yu Wei, Yu Su, Ji Ziling and other disciples rushed here.

Ji Ziling, Yan Ruyu and others have already shed tears.

"The leader's cultivation is lost. After that, I will be the highest combat power of the sect. When the sky falls, I will bear it!" Princess Hu stood behind Ye Feng and clenched her fist.

For the headmaster!

For the door!

She decided to find a few more shenyuanjing to fight in the future and accumulate upgrade energy.

On the ground.

Wang Xuanping looked at Ye Feng.

"This man seems to have no injuries and is still at the peak, but in fact, it's just a silver gun and wax head. It's useless."

"My plan can start."

She was happy and pretended to blend in with the crowd, making herself look less out of place.

Ethereal peak.

"Headmaster, are you okay?"

Yan Ruyu pounced on Ye Feng, put his hands on his shoulders, and constantly poured exuberant power of life.

"I'm fine."

Ye Feng patted Yan Ruyu on the shoulder.

He looked around for a week, looked at more than 1000 disciples, deacons and mountain guarding spirit beasts present, and found that they were all there. He was relieved.

In this battle, the five element spirit sword and the star palace were lost, resulting in huge losses.

Fortunately, the disciples are here.

"Living is the greatest hope."

This idea came out of Ye Feng's mind.

His eyes inadvertently swept Wang Xuanping and found that he pretended to be happy and his acting skills were very good.

Unfortunately, Wang Xuanping did not know that her identity had long been exposed and there was no secret at all.

"All scattered!"

"My leader's cultivation just fell a little. He's safe. Don't worry."

"In the future, you should practice well and don't let our leader down."

Ye Feng spoke and his voice spread all over the audience.

Hearing the speech, the disciples were even more sad.

The leader obviously lost all his accomplishments, but he was still holding on. It seems that he didn't want them to worry.

Such a warm-hearted leader is hard to find in the world!

"Headmaster, don't worry. I will practice hard!"

The disciples present clenched their fists one after another, and their fighting spirit was high.

Wang Xuanping stubborn and reluctant to admit mistakes or defeats make complaints about the death of a duck.

Half an hour later, the crowd dispersed.

The practice that should be practiced, the tears that should be wiped away.

After this battle, the disciples' desire to become stronger became stronger.

One by one, they either rush into the gravity area of the cultivation tower to exercise, or enter the Juling tower to increase the cultivation speed.

No one is lazy.

They all work hard.

Even if the qualification is not high, but also meticulous.

……

In the afternoon, the sun is bright.

Ye Feng lies on the bluestone beside the Linghu lake.

"Little stone, I don't know when you will be born. Come on, give you a wisp of wind yuan aura."

He held out his hand and gently touched the bluestone surface.

A wisp of cool wind yuan aura penetrated into it.

Bluestone began to tremble.

Inside, a spirit familiar to Ye Feng was born, like a warm palm holding him up.

"Eh!"

Ye Feng's eyes widened.

"The stone spirit merged with the instrument spirit of the Star Palace, and then formed a special intelligence!"

He felt it carefully.

Then, the heart was shocked.

"Little stone, are you conscious?" Ye Feng stretched out his hand and touched the bluestone, sending out a wave of ideas.

"Yes."

The tender and weak wave of consciousness came out.

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "you really gave birth to the real wisdom. Is it because you absorbed the broken spirit of the Star Palace?"

"The spirit? What is that? " Shi Ling wondered.

Although it was just a fluctuation of ideas, it also gave Ye Feng a feeling of milk and milk.

"The temple of stars is a low-grade Lingbao. In order to save the sect, I am willing to sacrifice myself."

Ye Feng's thoughts fluctuated heavily and seriously, almost startling Shi Ling, "I hope you can inherit its will and live your wonderful life."

"Life... What is that?"

Shi Ling is ignorant.

He is too young to understand anything.

Ye Feng knows that he must always teach Shi Ling.

Shi Ling is like a piece of white paper. He needs teaching to grow up healthily.

If it is obtained by the wicked, after the birth of the stone spirit, he will be a mixed demon king and a cruel villain.

If you are taught by a good man, you will naturally be a good man after birth.

Ye Feng knows this.

He secretly shielded the unfavorable factors to Shi Ling and ensured that the little guy could grow up healthily and happily.

"Who are you...?"

A moment later, a thought wave came out of the small stone.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "I'm Ye Feng, the leader of the ethereal sect, and also your guide."

"Ye Dad!" This idea came out of the little stone.

"Poof!" Ye Feng almost didn't spit blood.

Ye dad?

You call me ye dad?

Ye Feng was speechless and didn't know how to answer.

After a long time, he said, "little stone, you can call me leader like other disciples."

"Headmaster?" Little stone was thoughtful. After a long time, he continued, "well, OK!"

Ye Feng said with a smile, "good boy!"

He looked forward to the highly plastic stone spirit.

Although Lingzhi was just born, his consciousness is also very strong, which gives Ye Feng a feeling of facing innate creatures.

In other words.

Now the little stone, if really angry, can at least play the power of Juyuan realm level.

"Come on, continue to give you a wisp of wind yuan aura."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and gently touched the bluestone.

"How comfortable!" After absorbing Feng Yuan's aura, Shi Ling sent out a happy thought wave.

……

The star raising ceremony of the smart king is over for three days.

Since this time, all kinds of news have swept around crazily.

Within hundreds of thousands of miles of lingmiao Kingdom, high-level practitioners in areas like Nanming state, Daliang demon state and nanwen thirteen prefectures have basically received news.

Even the scorching sun holy city has news.

Nanming state.

The Lord of Zhongyuan city and the Lord of Beiliang city gathered together, and their eyes were full of regret.

"What a pity!"

"Headmaster Ye used to be a master of nature. He is the top power of the ancestors, but he ended up like this. It's really unfair."

"Having said that, leader Ye's strength is still above us, and the ethereal sect can develop rapidly."

"Yes, we hurried around the five main cities and other small cities to send the Tianjiao who can touch the purple golden bell of fate into the ethereal practice."

Several city masters deliberated.

Before Ye Feng left, he left ten fate zijinling.

Each of the five city masters takes two. At the critical moment, it can be used to test whether there are people of the ethereal sect within the scope of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

……

Crossbeam demon country.

Wearing an elegant snow-white dress, the queen stood under a big tree with thousands of pink peach blossoms, stretched out her hand and touched a bee collecting honey.

"Alas!"

"What a pity."

She remembered Ye Feng's appearance after the war and couldn't help feeling worthless for Ye Feng.

With Ye Feng's strength, he could have escaped, but he didn't. instead, he chose to transfer it from the ethereal sect to the king's capital, and became the key figure to turn the war around.

"Such a man is a man worthy of trust!"

The girder queen whispered.

Although Ye Feng's accomplishments are nearly lost, this war is enough to illustrate Ye Feng's character.

Ethereal sect is really suitable for her three daughters.

……

Junwangcheng, Shenfeng Jianzong, Wandao alliance, Wangdu, Beijiang, Dongshan, Xiyuan

The news of Ye Feng is spreading wildly in all major regions.

Some people rejoice.

Some people worry.