Chapter 144 The Bronze Bell of the Mountain Gate, the Desire Is Strengthened

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"Which one is the deputy city lord?"

A young man at the ninth level of Qi Refining walked into the hall and asked, his voice was clear and gentle, and there was a smile on his face that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"I am." The deputy city lord looked at the young man and found that the man's sleeve was embroidered with a flying sword wrapped in clouds, and his expression suddenly became serious, "It turned out to be an inner disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, What are you doing?"

"These are four invitations." The young man took out four letters in golden envelopes and handed them to the deputy city lord.

When he opened it, the deputy city lord showed a strange look: "It turned out to be your sect's sword and seal ceremony, and the city lord must be present."

"Every high-level sect is eligible to be invited, and I hope the deputy city lord will send the remaining three invitations to Feiyumen, Nishang Palace, and Ba Dao faction." After the young man finished speaking, he turned and left.

"Wait, fellow Daoist! We still have a high-level sect in White Floating City." The deputy city lord stopped the young man.

"I will personally send the invitations from the Misty Sect, so I won't bother the Deputy City Lord." The young man nodded to the Deputy City Lord, then left the hall and flew directly to the Misty Peak with his sword.

"He wants to deliver it himself?"

"Why is this?"

"Don't you think it's strange, why do the disciples of the Divine Wind Sword Sect know that the Misty Sect has become a high-level sect?"

The deputy city lord and Lu Shanyue looked at each other and discussed it on the spot, but they were puzzled.

"The ceremony of enforcing the sword of the Divine Wind Sword Sect is scheduled for the middle of next month, and there is still more than half a month. Before that, the Demon Slaying Conference in Baifu City has just ended, and I don't know how the various sects are doing." The deputy city owner put down. invitation.

Lu Shanyue stroked his long beard lightly and said, "I heard that the head of the Ba Dao faction went out in person and swept across the area more than a hundred miles west of Baifu City, beheading several high-level demon soldier-level monsters, and temporarily ranked first. "

"Unfortunately, Nishang Palace and Feiyumen are very low-key, and they have not reported any achievements... The same is true of the Misty Sect. According to what I said, they also made some small gains in Wucai City and Nanlu Mountains."

Lu Shanyue added.

The deputy city lord looked in the direction of Misty Peak and muttered, "What the hell is Sect Leader Ye doing, why didn't he send his disciples to take action?"

At this moment, outside the main hall.

Xin Guangxuan stood in the corner of the wall, listening to the conversation between the two Yuan Juyuan seniors, his fists clenched and loosened, and he secretly said:

"Who told you that Ye Zhangmen didn't do it? He killed all the demon generals in Fuyun Yousen. In addition, there are dozens of high-level demon soldier-level demon beasts, all of which have been made into spirit beast feed. It's just that , Ye Zhangmen is a low-key person, otherwise if you really want to say it, I'm afraid it will scare you guys!"

Thinking of this, Xin Guangxuan coughed and said sternly, "Third Elder, this disciple has something to report."

"come in!"

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Misty Peak.

The white-robed youth from the Divine Wind Sword Sect arrived here, stood under a pavilion halfway up the mountain, and after a few steps forward, he would enter the foggy area.

"Jianzi explained that this formation is extraordinary, and it can even be trapped in the Juyuan Realm. I should not rush in." The young man looked at the peak hidden in the mist, ready to shout.

At this time, the sound of conversation came from the foggy area.

"Haha, Junior Brother, I really have you!"

"Where, in fact, I just said it casually, but I didn't expect to get the approval of the head."

As soon as the words fell, Shi Lei and Long Tianxing walked out of the foggy area, holding a half-meter-high bronze bell in their hands.

"Who are you?" Shi Lei asked curiously, looking at the white-robed youth.

The young man cupped his hands and said, "Ji Wushuang, an inner disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, is entrusted by Jianzi, and came to send an invitation to the head of the Misty Sect."

"Invitation? Isn't there?" Shi Lei and Long Tianxing looked at each other and said in unison.

Ji Wushuang looked startled.

"Can I meet Ye Sect Master?" Ji Wushuang asked despite being a little surprised.

Shi Lei nodded and said, "Of course, since fellow Daoist came so coincidentally, please ring the first bell of our Misty Sect!"

After speaking, Shi Lei hung the bronze bell in the middle of the pavilion.

Then, put another stone tablet under the bronze bell.

"Call the bronze bell. If you want to visit the door, please ring the bell first. After hearing the sound of the bell, someone will come to answer it." Ji Wushuang read the words on the stone tablet silently, and picked up a copper hammer placed on the stone tablet. .

Boom!

A loud bell rang out.

on the peak.

Hearing the bell, Ye Feng immediately curled his lips: "Shi Lei and Tian Xing are really naughty, let them go to work, and they started playing themselves."

That being said, Ye Feng didn't mean to blame.

Not long after, three figures climbed to the top of the peak and entered Ye Feng's line of sight. He stood up in surprise, and his eyes fell on Ji Wushuang. It turned out that there were guests visiting, no wonder the bronze bell rang.

"Ji Wushuang, an inner disciple of the Divine Wind Sword Sect, this is an invitation that Jian Zi ordered me to send. I sincerely invite your faction to participate in the Jian Zi Sealing Ceremony in the middle of next month." Ji Wushuang turned into a repeater and repeated the words. Say it again.

"Can you send two copies of the invitation?" Ye Feng muttered, showing the invitation sent by Elder Yue Mu.

Ji Wushuang was a little surprised, but did not ask who sent it, but cupped his hands: "The invitation has been sent, farewell!"

After saying that, he turned and left.

In order to prevent Ji Wushuang from being trapped in the foggy area, Long Tianxing took the initiative to see him off.

After a while.

Ji Wushuang Yujian flew into the distance, looked at Misty Peak, which was shrouded in clouds and mist, and whispered: "As expected of a sect that is valued by Jianzi, it is indeed much stronger than ordinary high-level sects, not only there are demon general-level guardian spirit beasts sitting in town , there is also a miniature spiritual vein, as for the head... I can't see through!"

After all, Ji Wushuang flew to other places to ensure that the remaining invitations could be handed in to the higher sects in this area on time.

The top of Misty Peak.

Ye Feng put away the two invitations and instructed the disciples to continue to practice or complete the sect mission.

"By the way, today's little wish is useless... I make a wish and give me a silk quilt!"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Feng found that he was holding a quilt in his hands, and the touch was okay, but the workmanship was relatively rough.

"In the end, the price is within 100 copper coins, and the quality is generally understandable. It is more comfortable to cushion on the reclining chair."

After speaking, Ye Feng spread the silk quilt on the reclining chair and lay down comfortably, with a happy face.

"Ding, the wish quality of a small wish every day will increase with the increase of reputation." The system prompts.

Ye Feng let out a sigh and said secretly: "How much has it improved? Or, how is it converted?"

"It is proportional to the reputation value. At present, the reputation value is 15,000, and the daily small wish is equivalent to 500 copper coins." The system said.

"Gan! If I knew this earlier, I made a wish for a reclining chair with a cushion." Ye Feng felt the heartache of missing a hundred million.

...

Qingyun Mountains.

This is the location of Qingyunmen, with beautiful scenery, outstanding people, and arrogant people.

At the top of a peak, a young man is practicing swords hard.

"Double sword waves!"

The young man suddenly roared and slashed forward with his sword. Two waves of sword energy swept out, splitting a boulder ten meters away into two halves.

"Hoohoo!"

The young man knelt down on one knee and held the sword with one hand, obviously exhausted.

"Finally practiced!" The young man laughed, although tired, his face was full of excitement, "I have reached the second level of "Qingyun Sword Art", and my cultivation base is about to refine the eighth level of Qi, Huo Yunjie... see you next time , I must beat you to the ground!"

This person is Xiao Fangu after the defeat.

"Junior Brother Xiao is great, and he is really a genius who is favored by the elders so quickly." Xi Xinyu came over, holding a cup of spiritual liquid, her pretty face was full of contempt for Xiao Fangu. admire.

Xiao Fangu returned his sword to the sheath and smiled at Xi Xinyu.

"Sister, why are you here?"