Chapter 234 Entering the Qifeng Head Sword Field

"Elder Sun!" Wu Ning held back his anger and bowed to Sun Zhengyang, "Elder Sun is here at the right time. What's going on?"

Sun Zhengyang's face was solemn and said deeply: "It's indeed that boy Ye Feng!"

"Ah!" Wu Ning subconsciously took a step back when he heard this result, and his face was extremely frightened: "How is that possible? How could that kid have such ability! The difference in cultivation between the two people is so big, and it should be that kid who is lying down now!"

Sun Zhengyang couldn't help but feel surprised, and the muscles on the corner of his mouth twitched: "The difference between the two is really big. That kid has... been in the cultivation stage of the Condensation Period!"

"What!"

Wu Ning's pores exploded. If someone else said this, he would find it funny. But this sentence came from the mouth of the Great Elder Feiyangfeng Passing Master, which shows that this matter is very factual!

"The Condensation Period! How is it possible!" Wu Ning frowned and said in shock: "A month ago, I saw that boy in the True Transmission General Election. Elder Sun was also present at that time. At that time, he was still at the first level of the Golden Body level. How could he have such a great improvement in just one month?"

Sun Zhengyang still had a solemn expression and remained silent.

"Did Elder Sun read it wrong?" Wu Ning still couldn't believe it and asked tentatively.

"As the great elder of the transmission of merit, can't I even distinguish between the Golden Body Stage and the Condensation Stage?" Sun Zhengyang frowned and said, "And the palm that the boy waved, whether it was speed or strength, must be above the seventh level of the Condensation Stage!"

"Above the seventh floor!" Wu Ning was so shocked that he could no longer speak, his expression was a little dull.

With Ye Feng's strength, if he swung his palm with all his strength, then the one lying here now would be a corpse. Ye Feng saw that Chen Kang was just a chess piece in the hand of someone else, and in order to use all his strength, Sun Zhengyang felt that Ye Feng's cultivation should be around the seventh level of the Condensation Period.

The cave was silent, and no sound could be heard except for the crackling flames.

After a while, Sun Zhengyang spoke, "It seems that Ye Feng is hiding very deeply, not as simple as we think. I have no other way for the time being. Let's talk about this matter in the future!" After that, Sun Zhengyang turned around and walked out.

"Didn't this just let it go?"

Sun Zhengyang said coldly without looking back: "Forget it? Humph, that's not my personality. I'll come to find you after glaring for a while."

Seeing Sun Zhengyang gradually moving away, Wu Ning waved his hand and asked the people to lift Chen Kang down. He was still a little unwilling to accept it and thought to himself: How could that kid improve so quickly! I want to go and see the kid's abilities in person!

The days of fighting swords in Qifeng are getting closer and closer, and Ye Feng is spent all day in his cave and devoted himself to practicing.

In the past few days, Ye Feng sorted out all the spiritual and demonic energy in his body, hiding his demonic energy as deep as possible. After all, the Seven Peaks Fighting Sword is a grand event of the Sword Sect. At that time, the sect leaders and elders of each peak will watch the battle themselves. If you are not careful, as long as you reveal a trace of demonic energy, those masters of the sect with extremely high cultivation will immediately feel that they will cause trouble!

Ye Feng was closing his eyes to rest, and suddenly his ears moved as if he heard something. When he opened his eyes, Luo Yunfei's soul had already appeared in the cave.

"Master!" Ye Feng stood up and bowed and bowed.

"Well, why are your cave so messy?" Luo Yunfei asked in confusion after looking around.

"The boy has practiced several martial arts in the cave these days, and accidentally turned into this!"

"Oh, that's it!" Luo Yunfei stroked his beard and said, "You'd better go to my 'Magic Stories' to practice in the future, otherwise this good cave would sooner or later be destroyed by your boy!"

Ye Feng scratched his head and smiled, "Each of our true disciples of Feiyang Peak has their own separate territory, but my personal disciple still needs to squeeze in this small cave like an inner disciple. Didn't the master say that he would bring a mountain specifically for me that day?"

Luo Yunfei raised his eyebrows and said, "What are you anxious about? There are some ordinary mountains, you can just give it to you, but for practitioners, choosing a good place is very important. Whether it is practice or alchemy, it will be of great help, so you must not be blind! I have also gone out for a few days and have not found a suitable place yet."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "So that's the case. No wonder Zi Xiao Zhenren ran to the mountains to refine elixirs. It seems that the place to choose for practice is also very particular."

"One of the reasons why our true disciples of Feiyang Peak are fighting to squeeze into the 'Three Mansions and Seven Caves' is that the environment there is great help to daily practice." Luo Yunfei changed his tone and asked, "Tomorrow will be the Seven Peaks Sword Fighting, how are you preparing?"

"What are you ready for?"

"Hmph, you guy is relaxed. We Feiyang Peak has not shown any face in the Seven Peak Sword Fighting Summits in a row. Moreover, in these more than ten worlds, the disciples participating in the Feiyang Peak are at the bottom every time. This time, I have already boasted about Haikou in front of the head. The head also attaches importance to you, and has made an exception to watch the battle in person. You must be cheered up at that time!"

Ye Feng curled his lips and smiled, "Isn't it just a fight? Even if you come!"

This kid is so arrogant! No wonder Master Zi Xiao valued him so much. Such a personality is really popular!

Luo Yunfei smiled slightly and said, "But you must remember that you must not use demonic magic skills on the Seven Peaks Fighting Sword. If the leader finds out, I will not be able to protect you at that time!"

"Master, don't worry, the boy has long hidden the demonic aura on his body, and he will pay special attention when participating in the competition!"

Luo Yunfei frowned and shook his head and said, "With your current cultivation level, you cannot completely hide the demonic aura in your body. It is very likely that it will be revealed inadvertently during the fight, not to mention that the master sect is unfathomable. Even if there is only a slight trace of evil demonic aura, he can feel it immediately!"

"Then...what should be foolproof?"

Luo Yunfei thought for a moment and immediately took out a gray pill from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Ye Feng: "This is a [Demon-Suppressing and Forbidden Demon Pill]. If you swallow it before the game, the demonic aura in your body will be completely sealed in a short time. However, the effect of this pill can only last for three hours. Once the effect of the pill is over, you cannot cast any spells in front of the master's sect anyway!"

Ye Feng took the pill and suddenly felt a powerful magic power flooding it!

"What a strong medicinal power, it seems to be a top-grade pill!" As soon as Ye Feng touched this pill, he could immediately feel the quality of the pill!

Luo Yunfei was stunned: Good boy, you can know the grade of the pill just by holding it in your hand. He really knows all kinds of pills!

"Ahem..." Luo Yunfei calmed down his expression, took out a purple-green jade slip and a brand new purple robe from his sleeve, and handed it to Ye Feng: "This is the jade slip order to participate in the Qifeng Sword Fighting tomorrow. Hold it well. Without this token, no one can enter the competition venue!"

"The master is really thoughtful and has made a robe for the boy!"

"All disciples who participate in the Qifeng Sword Fighting must wear the corresponding robes."

"What's the meaning?"

"You will know tomorrow!"

Ye Feng nodded, took the jade slip and velvet, and put it away together with the [Demon-Suppressing and Forbidden Demon Pill].

"If there is nothing to do, go back first. Remember to surrender this [Demon-Suppressing Demon Pill] before participating in the competition tomorrow!" After Luo Yunfei said that, his soul disappeared into the cave like smoke.

There was still one night before he was about to participate in the Seven Peaks Fighting Sword that was being watched. Ye Feng did not continue his practice, but sat on the ground and took out a pill to regulate his breath from the Qiankun bag and swallowed it.

In just a while, Ye Feng felt the breath in his body like flowing water, wandering up and down the meridians of his body. A cool air in his mind spread throughout his body. He exhaled and sucked, and the fatigue and boredom he had experienced over the past few days were swept away, and he felt much more relaxed.

After conditioning the breath in the body, the mind will relax, and the body will naturally relax. Ye Feng only felt that his body is extremely comfortable now, as if he felt like he was floating in the air...

Dongdong! Dongdong! Dongdongdong...

Ye Feng was immersed in the feeling of pleasure and freedom, and suddenly a thick drum sounded in his ears! This was the drum sound of the Sword Sect gathering together to gather disciples, which would only sound when the Qifengshang held a grand event together.

Ye Feng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he realize that the morning glow had already penetrated through the crack of the door, and another night passed in a blink of an eye!

The Seven Peaks Sword Fighting is about to begin!

Ye Feng stepped out of the cave, and the dazzling rays of light pierced the eyebrows and felt a little painful. The deafening drum sounds in his ears seemed to urge all disciples to step up!

Not everyone in the nearly one million disciples of the Sword Sect can watch the Qifeng Sword Fighting Competition. Except for the true disciples and some inner disciples recommended by the elders, no one else has the opportunity to witness such a grand event.

Disciples quickly walked past Ye Feng and headed towards the battle field of Nitian Peak, where the seven peaks of sword fighting were held.

Ye Feng did not fly all the way through Jianmaru, but followed several disciples and walked slowly towards the battle arena.

"Hey, have you heard of it? The righteous boy from our peak is going to represent Feiyang Peak in the Seven Peak Sword Fighting!"

"No way, why is that boy? With his strength, how could he become the true disciple of Feiyang Peak?"

"It's not a true disciple. I heard that the kid is a personal disciple, and he is a personal disciple of Master Luo!"

"Ah! It's impossible! That boy turned out to be just an inner disciple. How could he become the sect leader's personal disciple all at once? Someone must be talking nonsense."
Chapter completed!