Chapter 668 Zongmen Meeting, 3rd Year Development, Annual Meeting

"horrible!"

A certain restricted area Tianjiao was shocked.

His strength is extremely tyrannical, and he is a real top-level emperor. His combat power is fierce, no less than Xiaotian.

Originally, this person was going to find a time to meet Ye Feng.

But today, before he had time to issue the gauntlet, he witnessed the terrifying scene of Ye Feng tearing apart the top heavenly emperor with his own eyes.

"Damn, how can he be so strong!"

Tianjiao in the restricted area hurriedly shredded the gauntlet in his hand, trembling with fright, and quickly fled back to the restricted area, not daring to show up for the time being.

The other spectators were also dumbfounded.

Among them, there are many quasi-sages who are similar to the lord of the Holy Sun City. After witnessing the process of Ye Feng crushing the Taijin prophet, they all realized one thing.

Ye Feng is so scary!

This guy, the last time he fought Xiao Cangtian, was only able to crush the top Heavenly Emperor and couldn't kill it.

But some time ago, Ye Feng was able to obliterate the top emperor of the Golden Dragon, and shocked everyone.

Today, Ye Feng's performance is even more violent.

He actually broke out into a quasi-holy cultivation base!

Moreover, the breath is several times that of an ordinary quasi-saint.

This is terrible!

"What a good Ye Feng, standing on my head silently, this... This is simply outrageous!"

In the holy city of the Holy Sun, the city lord slapped the handrail angrily.

In the entire Holy Sun City, he was the only one who turned into a quasi-sage, and the rest of the powerhouses were basically at the level of Heavenly Emperor.

"Alas, Ye Feng is incredible."

"It's only been a long time now, and he actually reached this level. If this goes on like this, wouldn't it be necessary to move those old guys in the Holy Land to check and balance him?"

The lord of the Holy Sun City murmured.

As the city lord, his task is to protect the holy city of the sun,

Manage all four-star sect certifications and keep an eye out for all kinds of arrogance.

Some talented people, after being recruited by the Holy Land, usually enter the small world of the Holy Land to practice.

For example, the Master.

Once she becomes the Emperor of Heaven, she will basically stay in the blazing sun world in the future, and will not continue to stay in the blazing sun holy city.

In the realm of the blazing sun, in addition to the ancient saint of the blazing sun, the true saint of the holy realm, there are many quasi-sages.

Their talents are very good, and they practice hard work every day.

They don't show the mountains and dew on weekdays, but once there is a need, they will leave the hot sun world.

As for the lord of the Holy Sun City, his aptitude is not very high, and it is the limit to be able to become a quasi-saint.

Thus, he became the Lord of the Holy City.

On the surface, it looks very beautiful, but the sadness in the dark can only be understood by him.

"Hey, I have to enter the holy sun interface again. Ye Feng's strength has improved too fast, and I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing."

The Lord of the Holy City of the Sun has ended his sad memories and entered the realm of the Sun.

...

Misty sect.

Ye Feng sat on the throne with his hands on his back.

Eighteen Supreme Elders such as Jianzu Qingshan and others sat in their seats, and Gong Qingqiu and others also took their seats in an orderly manner.

"I encountered an attack from the Prophet clan today, and the head of the sect was unexpected. However, it was considered a surprise. Next, we will hold a sect meeting to discuss the follow-up development."

Ye Feng looked at the crowd and said.

The reason why the sect meeting was held is because it is now the end of the year, and the development of the Misty Sect is about to enter its third year.

Ye Feng asked the system.

The sixth-stage mission of the headmaster will not start until after New Year's Eve.

And now, New Year's Eve is only a few days away.

However, due to the geographical location of the Spiritual Kingdom, even in winter, the climate is still pleasant and there is no snow.

"Sect Master, the total number of sect disciples is now close to 5,000. Since the four major mountain peaks have expanded, the disciples' accommodation is still very sufficient, and there is no need for expansion for the time being."

Gong Qingqiu took the lead in reporting.

"Master, the development of the Spirit Medicine Garden is very smooth, without any obstacles, please rest assured." Chief Deacon Chu Yun'er reported the situation.

"There is nothing else in the Eighteen Ancient Clan for the time being... Sect Master, after the third year of the sect, do you need to recruit new disciples from the Cave Heaven World?"

Jianzu Qingshan spoke as the representative of the Eighteen Ancient Clan.

Ye Feng nodded and said: "After the New Year, we will recruit the disciples from the eighteen cave worlds into the sect. There is no rush now."

The sixth phase of the mission will be announced soon.

Ye Feng felt that recruiting disciples should not be too late until after the annual meeting. Perhaps, it would be of great use at that time.

"Next, let's talk about the annual meeting."

Ye Feng looked around and said.

At the annual meeting last year, he and Concubine Fox went to the barren desert, while Gong Qingqiu took his disciples to accept the invitations of Longqitian and Xiatiantian, and spent the New Year's Eve at Biyue Villa.

This year, Ye Feng decided to hold a grand enough New Year's Eve party in the sect to enhance the relationship between the disciples of the sect.

"Annual meeting?"

"what is that?"

The elders blinked and looked at each other, feeling that the term was a bit unfamiliar.

"The annual meeting, to put it bluntly, is an annual event..." Ye Feng cleared his throat and began to explain.

...

Tianji Pavilion.

The paper fan boy knelt on the ground and sighed.

"Even the Taijin prophet has fallen, it's over, it's over! Among our prophets, unless those quasi-sage-level clan elders are dispatched, who can check and balance Ye Feng?"

Thinking of this, Mr. Paper Fan became more and more sad.

...

Deep in the starry sky.

With the fall of the Taijin Prophet, an ancient powerhouse suddenly woke up, bursting with monstrous weather and a harsh roar.

"Damn!"

"Who killed the descendants of this saint!"

The owner of the voice was angry.

He consumed a lot of suffocating energy and deduced countless times, only to find that his deduction seemed to be interfered with by heaven's secrets, and he couldn't get the result, and he was suddenly shocked.

"The one who obliterated Taijin's prophet must be the son of luck, otherwise, this saint's deduction cannot be seriously interfered... This matter, we have to ask the patriarch, and he will decide."

The man immediately posted the news.

...

In a blink of an eye, a few days later.

On this day, places like Misty Sect and White Floating City are decorated with lanterns and firecrackers to celebrate the arrival of the new year.

under night.

There are many kinds of paper lanterns hanging in the misty sect.

It was made by the disciples using red paper, strips of paper, paste, candles and other materials.

"Let's put on the Kongming Lantern!"

Shi Lei shouted.

Hundreds of disciples hurriedly lit the candles in their hands, so that the Kongming lanterns in their hands flew high into the sky, like stars adorning the sky, entrusting the disciples with their New Year's hopes.

"I make a wish that every creature in the sect will receive a New Year's blessing bag!"

Ye Feng looked at the sky and used today's little wish.

next moment.

All the guardian spirit beasts, elders, deacons, and disciples had a small red lucky bag in their hands.

"Wow, it's a few candies, so sweet!"

Li Jiaojiao opened the lucky bag, saw a few candies, and hurriedly put them in her mouth, tasting the sweet taste.

"Okay, let's have New Year's Eve dinner!"

Ye Feng took the chopsticks and shouted to the crowd.

At this time, everyone from the Misty Sect gathered in the Zongmen Square, where there were hundreds of round tables, and everyone sat down in an orderly manner, eating the food cooked by Li Jiaojiao and other disciples, chatting and laughing with others.

"I haven't been so peaceful in a long time."

Gong Qingqiu sat beside Ye Feng and felt very happy looking at the smiles on the faces of the disciples.

In Misty Sect, she once again experienced the taste of home.

Thinking back on his hard work over the past year, Gong Qingqiu had a clear conscience, and then looked at Ye Feng Junyi's profile and the smile on his face, his heart was very sweet.

"In the new year, I wish you and others a great increase in cultivation, everything goes well, and I wish our Misty Sect will be prosperous!"

Ye Feng raised his glass and said aloud.

"Dry!"

The crowd raised their glasses and drank it all.

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