Ye Luoli Fairy Dream: The Legendary Princess

These powers of heaven and earth contain the power of very powerful laws, which are of great benefit to the cultivation of Tianzun realm. Unfortunately, these powers of heaven and earth only exist in the first place where heaven and earth first opened. In Shenwu Continent, there is no such power at all. One can absorb it.

Ye Feng has kept these powers of heaven and earth in his body, preparing to wait and slowly digest them later, making his strength stronger and stronger.

Soon after, the two came to a palace.

Outside the palace, there is a bamboo forest, and in front of the bamboo forest, there is a huge stone.

In front of the boulder, there is a stone tablet.

There are a few words "Xianjian Pavilion" written on it.

Fairy Sword Pavilion?

Ye Feng frowned, he didn't expect this Immortal Sword Pavilion to be here.

At the entrance of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, there were three people standing. These three people were several feet tall. They were wearing blue outfits and holding long swords. They exuded a strong aura.

The three of them were the three deacons and elders of the Immortal Sword Pavilion. When they saw Ye Feng and the man in green walking over, their faces showed surprise.

They couldn't figure it out that Ye Feng could ignore their blocking barrier and come out directly.

Not only them, but also many disciples of the Immortal Sword Pavilion looked at Ye Feng with shock on their faces. Their eyes were full of doubts. They had never seen Ye Feng before.

"You are Ye Feng?"

The elder deacon of Xianjian Pavilion stared at Ye Feng for a while and asked.

"Yes, I am Ye Feng. What do you want to see me for?"

"Our master wants to see you, please come with us!"

The elder deacon said.

"it is good."

Ye Feng nodded and followed the elder deacon and the man in green towards the depths of the Immortal Sword Pavilion.

These deacons and elders and the men in green are all deacons and elders of Xianjian Pavilion, and their strength has reached the ninth level of Tianzun.

However, they are relatively low-key and do not show off.

On the way, Ye Feng also roughly learned about the situation of Xianjian Pavilion.

The founder of Immortal Sword Pavilion is a powerful emperor named Ziwei, a woman.

Ziwei fell in ancient times, but left behind the Immortal Sword Pavilion.

The Immortal Sword Pavilion has a very strong force in the Shenwu Continent. They control the rules of the entire Shenwu Continent and control all things in the world. Even the powerful Tianzun cannot shake the Immortal Sword Pavilion in the slightest.

In addition to the Immortal Sword Pavilion, there is another sect, the Holy King Sect.

The power of the Holy King Sect is weaker than that of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, but the gap is not too far apart.

Although these two major forces are weak, they have stood firm on the Shenwu Continent for thousands of years and have maintained a high status.

No matter which force it is, in front of the Immortal Sword Pavilion and the Holy King Sect, they can only bow and obey orders, and they are not even qualified to speak.

Soon after, Ye Feng followed the man in green and the deacon elder into the depths of the Immortal Sword Pavilion.

Along the way, they met many monks.

These monks all saluted them respectfully.

Among these people, the ones with the lowest cultivation level are all true gods, the ones with the highest cultivation level are also gods, and the rest are half-step gods.

Such a team, placed anywhere, is a huge force, and this force can even sweep across any force on the Shenwu Continent.

However, in front of the Immortal Sword Pavilion, it seemed insignificant.

Soon, Ye Feng and the others came to the depths of Xianjian Pavilion.

There is a stone road paved with bluestone here. Many exotic flowers and plants are planted on both sides of the road, as well as a variety of precious medicinal materials.

Ahead, there is a huge wooden door.

"Squeak~"

The door opened, and Ye Feng followed the man in green and entered the wooden door.

The scene inside the wooden door surprised Ye Feng. It was a vast mountain range, and the air around the mountain range was very turbid.

In front of Ye Feng, there was still thick fog surrounding it, blocking everything, making it impossible for Ye Feng to see how big this mountain range was.

In this mountain range, there are monsters everywhere, and even on the tops of the mountains, there are powerful beasts. They are rushing towards here with their teeth and claws, tearing the air apart and bringing up billows of gas. The waves made Ye Feng's ears hurt, and he felt as if he was in a furnace and might be roasted at any time.

In this mountain range, there were roars of beasts from time to time, which made Ye Feng's heart tremble a little.

He could sense that there was a strong coercion in this mountain range, and even a strong person in the Immortal Lord Realm would have difficulty leaving this mountain range alive.

"Do the people from Immortal Sword Pavilion live deep in this mountain range?"

Ye Feng asked.

"Yes, Master lives here."

The man in Tsing Yi said.

Ye Feng nodded, thinking that it was quite safe here. If Xianjian Pavilion wanted to hurt him, it would probably be difficult.

Soon, they crossed the mountains and came to a mountain peak.

This mountain peak towers into the clouds, like a sharp sword thrust into the sky, giving people a powerful and compelling feeling.

At the top of this mountain peak, there is a huge platform with a stone table in the center. In front of the stone table, sitting an old man with a fluttering white beard. He is tall and wearing a loose robe. The hem of the robe is embroidered. With a dragon pattern and a sword-shaped symbol on his forehead, this is exactly a sword-shaped badge.

Ye Feng looked at the old man next to the stone table, with a flash of surprise on his face. He didn't expect that the guards here were so tight. Even he didn't dare to break in. It seemed that the old man's strength was not simple.

The old man's eyes fell on the man in green and said calmly: "Xiao Qing, you are finally here. I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Master!"

The man in green shouted respectfully.

"Um!"

The old man responded, then looked at Ye Feng: "I wonder what I call you, little friend?"

"My surname is Ye."

Ye Feng cupped his hands and smiled.

"It turns out to be Brother Xiaoye, Brother Xiaoye, come with me, come with me."

The old man was stunned for a moment, then smiled at Ye Feng, then turned and walked into the house.

Ye Feng followed closely.

In the old man's house, there is a stone chair, and on the stone chair is a long sword. The long sword is completely black, with a sharp tip, exuding a biting chill. The sword body is covered with various inscriptions. , one can tell at a glance that this is definitely a sword.

Ye Feng looked at the stone chair and secretly praised it in his heart. He was able to collect such good swords. It seemed that this old man was a weapon refiner.

"Brother Xiaoye, this is my natal magic weapon, called the Cold Soul Sword. It can absorb Yin energy and temper the sword body. It is a good sword. You can take it and use it."

The old man said and handed the Cold Soul Sword to Ye Feng.

"Thank you for your love, senior."

Ye Feng quickly declined.

This is someone else's magic weapon. Ye Feng doesn't dare to take someone else's treasure at will.

Although this Cold Soul Sword is very powerful, Ye Feng does not lack this sword.

Ye Feng still has many swords. The swords in his hands are all holy magic weapons. There are also many top-grade swords and many holy elixirs.

In Ye Feng's current storage ring, there are dozens of treasures accumulated, all of which were treasures that Ye Feng had obtained before. Ye Feng's wealth can be said to be very terrifying.

He will not covet other people's things. Doing so is a very impolite behavior, just like a robber robbing. He cannot rob others by force or insult others.

"Brother Xiaoye, if you don't accept this Cold Soul Sword, you're looking down on me."

said the old man.

Ye Feng was embarrassed for a while. He didn't expect that he just declined casually, but the old man misunderstood that he was unwilling to accept his Hanso Sword, which made him a little difficult to deal with.

He is not a gentleman, let alone a good person, but since he has accepted other people's things, he must be sincere.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng nodded and said, "In this case, I would rather be respectful than obey my orders."

He reached out and took the Cold Soul Sword handed over by the old man.

"Hahaha, brother Xiaoye is really happy!"

Hearing this, the old man burst into laughter.

His smile was bold, sincere, and not artificial at all, which made Ye Feng admire him very much. He felt that such an old man should be a person worth making friends with.

"By the way, Brother Xiaoye, what's your name?"

The old man continued to ask.

Hearing this, Ye Feng said, "My junior's name is Ye Feng, and my senior can call me Xiaoye."

"Oh? Brother Xiaoye, which clan are you from?"

the old man asked.

"I am a member of the Demonic Dragon Clan."

Ye Feng said.

"The Demonic Dragon Clan? Are you actually a member of the Demonic Dragon Clan? No wonder your cultivation level is so high."

When the old man heard this, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I wonder if seniors have ever heard of the name of the Demonic Dragon Clan?"

"Brother Xiaoye, you don't need to worry about who I am, just remember that I am a senior, and my name is Feng Wuwu."

"Feng Wuwu?"

Ye Feng frowned. He felt that the name was a bit familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"What? Brother Xiaoye, have you heard of it?"

The old man glanced at Ye Feng doubtfully.

"Uh...no, no!"

Ye Feng shook his head. He was sure that he had never heard of the Demonic Dragon Clan, which meant that the name had not appeared in his mind.

"Brother Xiaoye, you just came back from outside and don't know the rules here."

The old man explained to Ye Feng.

"Huh? What's the rule?"

Ye Feng looked at the old man doubtfully.

The old man smiled and said: "The rules of our Tianxing Academy are that every time a disciple is recruited, he must pass a test. If he can pass the test, he will be considered passed. If he cannot pass the test, he will be eliminated. So, I Invite Brother Xiaoye to our place as a guest, so that Brother Xiaoye can see what the disciples here are like."

"Oh!"

Ye Feng nodded, indicating that he understood.

"There are many disciples here, all of whom are the best of each clan. Brother Xiaoye, you can take a look here first. If you are interested, you can come with me to have a look. There are many interesting things here. Brother Xiaoye, you will definitely like it. "

"Senior, can you tell me the rules of the test?"

Ye Feng asked.

The old man smiled and said: "Brother Xiaoye, you are still young and you don't understand many things, so I won't tell you the rules of the test. I will take you around and take a look here."

"it is good!"

Ye Feng nodded in agreement and followed Feng Qingqing out.

Ye Feng met many monks along the way, most of them were at the Golden Immortal level, and there were even two cultivators at the peak of the gods. They all said hello to Ye Feng.

Ye Feng greeted them and they all smiled back.

Ye Feng followed the old man and soon left here and came to a forest. There were many spiritual medicines and spiritual herbs here.

"These are the spiritual herbs and fruits you need. You can pick some at will."

The old man smiled at Ye Feng.

"Senior, you really take good care of me. Do you have anything to say to me, or do you need my help with anything?"

Ye Feng asked bluntly.

"Brother Xiaoye is indeed a smart man."

The old man nodded, with a smile on his face.

"Senior, if you have anything to do, please just give me your orders. I will go through fire and water, no matter what."

Ye Feng looked sincere.

"Haha...Brother Xiaoye is indeed a cheerful person."

The old man praised.

"Senior, please tell me."

Ye Feng nodded and waited for the old man's instructions.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I hope Brother Xiaoye can become a Taoist couple with my nine billion granddaughters. Brother Xiaoye, do you think it's okay?"

The old man said with a smile.

"puff!"

Ye Feng almost spat out a mouthful of Laotan pickled cabbage blood.

How ridiculous this was. He never thought that this senior would ask him to marry more than nine billion granddaughters.