"Then what will it take for you to believe my identity?"
Feng Yi said helplessly.
"Are you still acting here?"
The senior brother smiled and shook his head. It is interesting to meet such a persistent liar these days, but I don't know why he insists on going up the mountain.
"Let's see. We have heard rumors for a long time that Uncle Feng Yifeng has an unparalleled thunder technique in the world. When he uses it, the world will change color and everything will shake. Since you have always insisted that you are Uncle Feng, how about you let me and other juniors open their eyes?"
Hearing Senior Brother's words, several disciples of the Crane generation were full of expectations. Including Master Feng's two direct disciples, they were unable to control the power of thunder, so they had always heard about it, but had never seen it.
The man in front of me looks frank and speaks sincerely. Although he is not exactly the same as the rumored Master Feng, it is not the same.
After all, Uncle Feng is a strange person.
It's normal for strange things to happen to strange people.
Facing so many expectant eyes, Feng Yidan felt pain.
Now he is like a person from later generations who needs to prove that he is himself. His age does not match his age, his old acquaintances have all been changed, and he has no tokens to prove his identity.
There is also this thunder method, not to mention the thunder method. He can't draw the simplest corpse-suppressing talisman, he can't release the black ice curse, and even the normal Dantian of ordinary people is gone. What kind of Taoist magic can he use?
It was very embarrassing. He kept saying that he was Feng Yi, but he couldn't even produce anything to prove his identity.
Seeing Feng Yi standing still, the senior brother chuckled and said, "Why, can't you remember the Taoist formula?"
When the other disciples saw this, the fire of hope in their eyes was extinguished. It turned out that this man was really a liar.
They were not excited to expose the liar. What they regretted was not having the chance to see Master Feng's Taoist skills.
Feng Yi sighed and said: "For some reasons, I can't use Taoism now, but I am indeed Feng Yi.
I know you don’t believe me. If there are any senior brothers from the Qing generation here, please invite them down the mountain and you will know the truth and lies at a glance."
"Why bother?"
The senior brother said with a straight face: "Now that I have given you several opportunities, you are completely unable to prove your identity. I would like to advise you one last time not to cause trouble in Maoshan, otherwise don't blame us for being ruthless under the sword!"
"Well, it seems we can't make sense."
Feng Yi shook his head and said: "In that case, I will defeat you and then go up the mountain to apologize to the master."
Seeing what he said, the others didn't know what he meant. They didn't need the senior brother's order. Everyone pulled out their swords behind them with a swish. More than a dozen people quickly formed a formation and pointed their swords at Feng Yi.
"This formation is called the Xuantian Sword Formation. It is so powerful that few people in today's society can resist it.
If you're smart, retreat quickly, otherwise don't blame us for not warning us beforehand!"
The senior brother standing at the front shouted sharply.
"Stop talking nonsense, I have to go back to Maoshan today!"
Feng Yi also pulled out the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword behind him and said in a deep voice.
"good!"
The senior brother shouted loudly, and the disciples behind him quickly changed their formations. He was using mysterious footwork, and several afterimages faintly appeared in the air. They all swung their swords to attack Feng Yi.
"Go ahead and disable their weapons. Don't hurt anyone."
After Feng Yi finished speaking, he let go of his hand, and the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword in his hand flew out on its own, carrying a power as vast as the sea, and rushed towards the senior brother.
The elder brother's face changed drastically when he saw this, it turned out to be a spiritual weapon!
After the great war that year, the vitality of all the sects was severely damaged. Not only were their talents withered, but all kinds of treasures from heaven and earth were also destroyed on the spot.
Spiritual weapons are weapons that have their own spiritual consciousness. Senior Brother has only seen them in two disciples of Uncle Feng. Those two spiritual weapons are not very good, but they are also top-grade, which is extremely rare in today's world.
Including the head master, they all reminded the two of them not to expose the two spiritual weapons unless absolutely necessary, so as not to attract Xiao Xiao's attention.
Who would have thought that a spiritual weapon would appear in the hands of such a young man.
Moreover, the senior brother clearly discovered that this spiritual weapon is far superior to the two high-grade spiritual weapons in terms of appearance and qualifications.
Who is this person?
The elder brother's thoughts flashed through his mind, but he didn't dare to bear it. He used the "Zhi Zi Jue" to avoid its sharp edge and look for a good opportunity. Unexpectedly, this super-grade spiritual weapon guessed his thoughts and actually changed its direction in the air.
Finally, he hit the bamboo sword in his hand.
Just a few snapping sounds were heard, and the weapons in everyone's hands, including the senior brother's, turned into pieces and scattered in the air.
They were also shocked by the residual power of this spiritual energy, and fell to the ground with a low cry. Although their bodies were not injured, they were still in a miserable state.
Feng Yi didn't even need to take action personally, just with a seven-star Longyuan Sword, he was able to break the formation set up by the most outstanding disciples of the Maoshan Sect's He Zi generation.
Even Feng Yi didn't know how mysterious and powerful this Xuantian Sword Formation was, because they couldn't use it at all.
"return!"
Feng Yi gave an order, and the Seven-Star Longyuan Sword that was originally hanging above the heads of his senior brother and others flew behind him and inserted it into the scabbard.
"Who are you, and why are you here in Maoshan?"
The frightened elder brother asked loudly.
How can a person who possesses such a spiritual weapon be an ordinary character? If he comes to seek revenge, with the current strength of the Maoshan sect, there will be another bloody storm, and many of his fellow sects will shed their blood and die.
"I have told several nephews that I am Feng Yi, but none of you believe it."
Feng Yi spread his hands and said gloomily: "This move is out of necessity. The apprentice nephews must not be offended. I will apologize to you when I meet the master on the mountain."
As he spoke, Feng took a step forward and walked up.
Several young disciples were stunned by his stunning blow and hesitated whether to step forward to stop him, but Feng Yi had already stepped onto the steps.
"What happened?"
A deep voice sounded not far away.
The eyes of all the disciples lit up. Uncle Master is here. It would be nice to have him here. Uncle Master's skill of inviting gods has been cultivated to the fourth level. It is not only extremely powerful but also indestructible. Maybe he can restrain this spiritual weapon.
The senior brother reacted the fastest and jumped up from the ground. After a few steps, he had already passed Feng Yi. While guarding against him, he shouted: "Uncle Qingsong, there is an enemy attack!"
Feng Yi heard this and froze his figure, Qingsong, would you invite senior Qingsong who has magical powers?
When Senior Brother Qingsong was possessed by the demon eggs in the Land of Chaos, Feng Yi came to rescue him. However, Feng Yi was in a hurry to return to Renjia Town and left Maoshan in a hurry without waiting for Qingsong to recover.
This separation lasted more than twenty years.
I didn't expect that Qingsong was still alive, but I didn't know what he was like now and what kind of expression he would have when he saw Feng Yi again.
