Chapter Twenty-One
"I don't know if the head of Ye is a god or not, but he is absolutely first-rate in spell teaching."
Jia Yulan clasped her hands together, and there were countless pink petals around her, which overlapped into various shapes with her control, which was very flexible.
"Sure enough, it's close to Dacheng!"
Jia Li'an was startled again, "By the way, the Misty Sect... Could it be the inferior sect on Misty Peak a dozen miles east of the city?"
"Exactly." Jia Yulan nodded.
Jia Li'an and the elders looked at each other with disbelief.
"It is said that the head of Ye is the younger brother of the old head of the Misty Sect who has disappeared for many years. It is rumored that this person has no cultivation level, but he is not expected to be a master in spell teaching. Daughter, lead the way, for the father to visit the door in person!"
After speaking, Jia Lian is ready to act.
"Dad, don't be in a hurry today, I'm going to report to Misty Peak tomorrow. If you are free, then go together." Jia Yulan said.
"Registration...what to report for?"
Jia Li'an suddenly had an unpleasant feeling that his cabbage was arched by a pig.
"I have already joined the Misty Sect. Starting tomorrow, of course I will go to Misty Peak to practice."
Jia Yulan knew that these things could not be concealed, not to mention, she also wanted to talk about it when she came back.
"You...how can you join a lower class?" Jia Li'an's mouth twitched.
As the head of the Jia family, the existence of the ninth level of Qi Refining, he is familiar with all the forces around Baifu City, and of course he knows the situation of the Misty Sect.
As far as he knew, the Misty Sect was about to disband.
A low-level sect that has developed for so many years is not only so poor that they have no money to cultivate, but many disciples are so hungry that they run away.
Such a sect, let his precious daughter practice in the past, isn't it a living sin?
"The head of Ye Feng is not an ordinary person. He is a master in magic. Why can't he join the Misty Sect?" Jia Yulan said coquettishly.
"I'm pissed off too!"
Jialian snorted.
But when he thinks that Ye Feng can teach "Falling Flowers", he should not be a liar.
So, he changed his words and said: "In this case, we will visit the door tomorrow to see in person. If the Misty Sect doesn't suit me, you must quit the Misty Sect."
"I'm not going back!"
Jia Yulan snorted, stepped on the bird made of overlapping petals, and flew away from the conference hall lightly.
"Daughter, come back!"
Jia Li'an hurriedly chased out, leaving only a few clan elders to look at each other in dismay.
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Baizong Square.
Ye Feng and his party covered their stomachs and felt very hungry. Looking at the scorching sun at noon, they all came up with the idea of returning home.
"Close the stall, close the stall."
Ye Feng couldn't stand it anymore, so he took Shi Lei and his group to find a restaurant.
There is a dozen miles from Dongchengmen to Misty Peak, and there will be a swamp in the middle.
At this moment, the scorching sun is in the sky.
The six people and a little white fox stepping on the windward flying sword were really too heavy, so that the flying sword could only fly slowly, casting a slowly moving shadow on the earth.
Swamp, on an open rock.
Brother Pingtou, who was basking in the sun, found that the sun seemed to be covered by something. Although it was only for a moment, he was still noticed by it and opened his eyes angrily.
Looking up, it happened to see Ye Feng and his party passing by.
"Roar!"
Brother Flathead was angry and chased after him along the jungle.
Ye Feng and his party did not notice the flat-headed brother below, and were still flying slowly.
After a while, they landed on the top of the mountain.
"Look, this is the mountain gate of our Misty School, don't you think it's very grand?" Ye Feng stood in the front and said with great emotion.
Long Tianxing looked at the dilapidated high-wall compound,
It was found that even the door panel was smashed and fell on the grass, and his face suddenly became strange.
"Yes... yes! Very stylish."
Long Tianxing praised with no conscience.
"Cough! We have spirit stones now, and we will renovate the sect as a whole after a while. At that time, everyone will have a good bedroom."
Ye Feng patted his chest for assurance.
There are now more than 200 low-grade spirit stones in the Misty Sect. It surpassed the time when the sect was founded. As long as ten pieces were taken out, it could be exchanged for ten taels of gold, which was enough for the entire Misty Sect to renovate.
"Uh... ok!"
Long Tianxing didn't mean to dislike it, but felt that the mountain gate of the Misty Sect was very shabby, and it was quite different from what he imagined.
"Go ahead and settle down!"
Ye Feng said.
But before he finished speaking, the little white fox lying in Li Jiaojiao's arms suddenly woke up, grinning at Xiaolu who was going down the mountain, his hair stood on end, and his face looked fierce.
"A powerful demon is approaching!"
Mo Ying, who had the highest cultivation base, quickly sensed the abnormality and pointed to the mountain road.
A group of people walked over.
I saw a beast with a body length of more than one meter and hundreds of black hairs crawling towards the mountain quickly.
"Roar!"
Brother Pingtou roared at everyone at the top of the peak, with a posture of "labor and capital will tear you apart".
"I'm sorry! It turned out to be Brother Pingtou."
Ye Feng was taken aback.
According to legend, this kind of creature is not afraid of the sky and the earth, and has never had an overnight revenge. As long as they are provoked, the revenge will be avenged that day.
"But, we didn't provoke it!"
Ye Feng scratched his head, his face blank.
"Everyone, be careful, it's a mysterious monster with a high level of monster soldier, and its origin is unknown. I'm afraid it will be able to fight against Qi refining."
Mo Ying squeezed the sword in her hand, ready to fight.
If it is a human race practitioner of the ninth level of Qi refining, even if she has a low-grade spiritual weapon, the Windward Flying Sword, she would not dare to compete with it.
But if it's just a monster, you can fight.
Low-level monsters rarely use spells, and only rely on brute force and physical advantages to fight, which is relatively rigid.
"Did the monster hit the mountain gate?"
Long Tianxing didn't know what to say.
This is the first day I started, and I encountered this kind of "Zongmen crisis", and I was really speechless.
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
Brother Pingtou kept roaring with hatred on his face, as if he had a deep hatred with Ye Feng and his party.
"Uncle Sect Master, what should I do?"
Li Jiaojiao said in surprise.
She kept comforting the little white fox in her arms, hoping it would not be afraid.
"The monsters ahead are threatening, everyone prepare for battle." Ye Feng picked up the broken door panel that fell on the ground, ready to use it as a weapon.
Shi Lei, Huo Yunjie, Li Jiaojiao, and Mo Ying stopped at the front, and they all started to cast spells.
Soon, Brother Flathead has rushed up.
Without saying a word, it rushed towards the nearest Shi Lei, only to hear a "click", and Shi Lei's "Iron Shield Technique" was torn apart by sharp claws.
The energy exploded, and Shi Lei was thrown out, and his eyes were staring at the stars.
"Big Brother!"
Li Jiaojiao and Huo Yunjie exclaimed and quickly used the "Iron Shield Technique" to intercept them, but they were still slapped out one by one.
"So fierce?"
Ye Feng was stunned, and secretly said that the other party was really worthy of being a flat-headed brother.