Chapter 672 The Origin of Kendo, Twice the Power of the Emperor-Level Physical Body

"This is... the origin of kendo?"

Everyone looked at the golden origin of Ye Feng's palm, and all of them could feel the pure sword intent from it, and the soul had a strong sense of tearing, as if it was about to be split by this sword intent.

"It was actually recognized by you."

Ye Feng whispered.

He smashed the source of kendo at random, absorbed it into his body, and soon found that there was a sharp sword intent on his body.

At first glance, he looks like a peerless sword unsheathed, capable of easily severing the sky.

But soon, this sword intent subsided like a tide.

Ye Feng regained his approachable appearance, seemingly without any cultivation, like an ordinary person.

"As expected of the sect master, the means of concealing the breath is a must, even we can't sense any breath."

The blue-shirted swordsman exclaimed.

At this time, Ye Feng raised his head and looked at Han Yonghui.

"From today onwards, you are the elder brother of the third generation of disciples. Above you, there are second and first generation disciples."

"At first, the head of the sect planned to reward you with the origin of kendo, but you missed it and had to give up."

Hearing this, Han Yonghui was very excited, and then he was lost.

"What a pity!"

"That's the origin of kendo!"

"If Senior Brother Han can obtain the origin of kendo, he will definitely become a supreme sword cultivator in the future, right?"

The other Tianjiao disciples of Qingshu Sword Sect were talking.

Ye Feng glanced at them and said:

"Even if there is no source of kendo, Han Yonghui can become a supreme sword cultivator, but if you want to become a supreme sword cultivator, you can't just rely on lip service, you have to practice steadily, understand?"

"Disciple understands!" The disciples of Qingshu Sword Sect bowed and nodded in agreement.

Looking at Han Yonghui and other disciples who had just entered the sect and were beaten by Ye Feng, the swordsman in blue nodded secretly.

Among the Eighteen Ancient Clan, Han Yonghui is regarded as the most talented junior, and he is also very proud.

But now, thousands of disciples of the Eighteen Ancient Clan will enter the Misty Sect. If they sit in the gazing sky and look down on the arrogance of the outside world, it will be a big problem.

It is also a good thing that Ye Feng can beat them.

"Okay, next one."

Ye Feng held a writing brush and waved his hand, signaling the second disciple to report his personal information.

An hour later.

The information of these dozens of disciples has been entered into the sect roster, and Ye Feng has also been blessed with physical strength equivalent to a fifth-level Linghai Realm.

"Master, everyone else has arrived."

The masters of the 18 ancient clans, including the Sword Master of the Blue Clothes, the Sect Master of the Shadow Demon Sect, and the Sect Master of the Blood Lotus Sect, took advantage of the time just now to bring all the qualified disciples from the Cave Heaven World to this place.

Seeing the arrogance in the long queue, Ye Feng smiled.

At ten times the flow rate, Ye Feng's registration speed is very fast.

He didn't say a word and recorded it carefully.

a day later.

Ye Feng finally stopped writing.

[Number of three generations of disciples: 399910000]

Today, nearly 4,000 disciples have been recruited, making Ye Feng feel that his physical strength has at least increased to the level of the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

Although it doesn't look like much, the disciples are all potential stocks.

When they enter the practice tower, the gathering tower and other places with ten times the speed of cultivation, and then rely on the baptism of heaven and earth brought by the promotion of spiritual veins, the cultivation base will definitely skyrocket.

At that time, the physical strength will be able to soar.

"Elder Gong, Elder Wang, and Deacon Chu, you are responsible for bringing the three generations of disciples to the sect and making relevant arrangements."

Ye Feng ordered.

"Subordinates take orders."

Gong Qingqiu, Wang Ling, and Chu Yun'er came out. Han Yonghui and other disciples followed them and slowly passed through the gate of the temple, setting foot on the fertile soil of the Shenzhou Continent for the first time.

"Is this the Shenzhou Continent?"

"Look, there's a big old tree here!"

Han Yonghui and other nearly 4,000 disciples of the third generation came to the top of Misty Peak, and they were shocked when they saw the towering Ancestral Tree of Concentration.

"This is the Ancestral Tree of Concentration, and its cultivation base is no less than that of the Eighteen Supreme Elders such as the Sword Ancestor of Green Clothes."

Gong Qingqiu took the initiative to introduce.

"Isn't that the Great Emperor Poxu?"

The three generations of disciples became more and more shocked.

"In addition to the ancestral tree, there are also thousand-year-old pines in the sect. These two are guardian elders. In addition, there is Senior Ao Chuan, the guardian spirit beast of the Void Realm..."

Gong Qingqiu continued to introduce.

The three generations of disciples listened to the deeds of the Misty Sect, learned about the development of the sect, and also learned about the deeds of Ye Feng's anger at the top emperor, and their admiration for him is like a surging river, endless.

Castle Peak.

[Power of Faith +1972]

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[Power of Faith +1886]

Hearing the sound in his ear, Ye Feng was very calm.

Since he defeated Xiao Cangtian, angered the elder Jinlong and Taijin prophet, the number of followers of the Misty Sect has increased.

The power of faith every day starts with tens of millions.

Now this amount is not enough for him to plug his teeth.

"Jianzu Qingshan, apart from the younger generation of disciples and the older generation, can no one touch the fate Zijinling?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

In the mission of the sixth stage of the sect master, he only mentioned that he needed to recruit 10,000 disciples of the third generation, but it did not mean that he only recruited disciples.

If you meet the conditions, even if you are old, you can be recruited as a deacon of the Misty Sect.

Although the growth potential of the older generation is not as good as that of the younger generation, it can bring a lot of increase in an instant.

"Reporting to the sect master, we didn't test their fate." Sword Master Qingshan scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face.

Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

"Quickly test!"

"Yes!"

The 18 Supreme Elders, including Sword Master Qingshan, hurriedly took the purple gold bell of fate and entered their respective cave worlds to test the elders of the 18 ancient tribes.

All that meet the conditions will be taken away.

After half a day.

Ye Feng put down the brush again.

Looking at the hundreds of senior practitioners standing in front of him, Ye Feng's face was filled with relief.

These hundreds of people are from the Eighteen Ancient Clan.

Among them, there are dozens of Void Shattering Realm!

Although the number seems terrifying, on average, there are only two or three per ancient clan.

The rest of the hundreds of people are all powerful people in the Divine Origin Realm.

All of these people meet the entry requirements.

As Ye Feng recorded their information on the roster and put on the big seal of the head, the majestic power of the flesh surged in, filling the body.

"These senior figures have almost given me a physical power of the Heavenly Emperor level. It's cool, it's so cool!"

Ye Feng was shocked.

Now, his pure physical strength has reached twice that of the Heavenly Emperor, and with just a few gestures, he can suppress the Laughing Heaven.

"The boss seems very happy."

Jianzu Qingshan and others looked at the smile on Ye Feng's face, and they all whispered, and they were in a good mood.

Ye Feng put away the roster, put his hands on his back, looked at the hundreds of senior figures, and said:

"You and others have good cultivation. Those who are in the Divine Origin Realm can become the elders of the Misty Sect, and those who break the Void Realm can become the elders of the Supreme Being."

"On weekdays, you are allowed to stay in the cave world."

"But if you need to, you have to leave this place and go to the sect to complete your respective tasks."

"do you understand?"

Ye Feng's voice was loud, like thunder, shocking his heart and soul.

"I understand." Everyone nodded.

"Okay, back to the sect!" Ye Feng waved his hand and walked at the front, and the Qingshan Jianzu and others followed.

Hundreds of newly recruited senior figures glanced at each other, all of them were very curious about the Misty Sect, and they all followed, ready to take a look at the outside world.

...

Cangqing restricted area.

crackle!

Xiao Cangtian is integrating the blood of the ancient dragon and the power of ancient heroic spirits.

This time, the two were not fused for a short period of time, but were truly fused together, becoming a phantom of a golden giant dragon, and they would never be separated from each other again.

During this time, the sound of thunder could be heard incessantly.

Bai Ji and the quasi-holy guardian on the side all looked solemn.

rumbling...

Suddenly, above the sky, there was a terrifying sound of thunder.

"The fusion is successful!"

Bai Ji suddenly screamed.

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