After successfully rescuing the Dragon Turtle, Ye Fei didn't stop for a moment and took the Dragon Turtle directly to other mountain gates to find Mad Dog and Bai Yanran. Of course, the mountain of big carrots and the Dragon Turtle that ate Xuanshi again,
I will never look at it again.
After leaving the sad land of the back mountain, following the map guidance in Jian Kui's order, Ye Fei soon came to another mountain gate.
"This mountain gate is the mountain gate of Zhenren Hongyun. Zhenren Hongyun is a rare female half-step god here. Bai Yanran seems to be practicing in this mountain gate." Ye Fei thought as he strode towards this mountain gate.
Mountain gate.
Generally, these mountain gates in the Jianmen are restricted. Without the permission of the master of the mountain gate, ordinary people cannot enter the mountain gate, but Ye Fei is different. He has the Sword Chief Order in his hand, and the sword gate is one hundred and ten.
He can pass through all eight mountain gates without any obstruction.
This time, there was no sloppy Taoist secretly obstructing him. Ye Fei walked up the mountain smoothly and saw a beautiful figure from a distance. Bai Yanran was dancing gracefully on the mountain. It was sword dance!
The lethality of this kind of sword dance is also very terrifying. Wherever Bai Yanran's sword dances, an astonishing sword energy storm appears in the world. And the closer to Bai Yanran, the more terrifying the sword energy storm becomes. In the end, the sword energy storm
, and turned into a mighty wind dragon, raising its head and roaring, tearing apart the sky and stars.
But in the storm, there was a silver-haired old woman standing. She ignored the terrifying wind dragon sword dance and pointed dissatisfiedly: "Yanran, your movements are still too deliberate. You need to know the skills of the sword and the
It is different from other martial arts. The sword comes from the heart. The stronger the heart, the stronger the sword. Young man, do you understand what I mean?"
Suddenly, the old woman turned around and looked at Ye Fei, with a faint hint of testing in her eyes.
Ye Fei didn't say anything, he just closed his eyes and quickly recalled the process of Bai Yanran's sword dance. Then suddenly, Ye Fei's body moved, and the black gold emperor sword in his hand was like a hurricane, crazy.
When he dances, unlike Bai Yanran's gentle dance, Ye Fei's dance is full of masculine and domineering, like the sand in the desert, the sword energy is boiling, rolling around the world.
The old woman's expression suddenly changed. She knew that Ye Fei must have extraordinary talent because he was valued by the sloppy Taoist. However, she did not expect that Ye Fei's talent was so terrifying. The old woman couldn't help but admired: "Your sword skills
, very extraordinary. You can learn my sword dance after just one look. Not even Xue Qianqiu can do it. You deserve to be the sword master!"
"Senior, that's a big reward."
Ye Fei was ashamed. He knew that his sword dance was just a form he had learned. It was still far from the real sword dance. The strongest sword dance was still the sword dance of Jiutian Sword Master, Si Youran. That was the sword dance.
The true form and spirit are extremely terrifying. They are probably real gods and demons. If they fall into that kind of sword dance, they will almost die.
It was also because of watching Si Youran's sword dance that was more terrifying than the gods and demons that Ye Fei had a basic understanding of other sword dances. On the contrary, Bai Yanran did not have this ability. After all, Bai Yanran was the most capable.
What is strong is the divine patterns and swordsmanship, which are not her strengths.
Even so, under the old woman's training, in half a year, Bai Yanran not only broke through to the late Tianjun stage, but also finally awakened her own magical power, the hurricane magical power.
This magical power can be used in other martial arts as well as swordsmanship.
"Yanran, since your lover has come to pick you up, I won't keep you any longer. Remember, although you don't have much talent for swordsmanship, the way of sword dance is not just a simple swordsmanship. As long as you insist on sword dance and magic
On the road of combining patterns, I believe that one day, you will create your own divine pattern sword dance!"
The old woman's eyes were full of earnestness.
Ye Fei was also surprised, "You actually want to combine sword dance with divine patterns?"
"Isn't it okay? You are only allowed to reverse the divine patterns, but I am not allowed to create the divine pattern sword dance? Don't forget, you are not the only one who is perverted." Bai Yanran deliberately wrinkled her nose at Ye Fei, but she actually wanted to hide it.
The embarrassment of hearing what the old woman said.
Ye Fei looked at his nose and heart, looking like an old monk in meditation.
The old woman didn't know that she had misunderstood. When she saw Ye Fei going up the mountain, Bai Yanran also learned her mantle. The old woman had no regrets and simply told Ye Fei, "You can take Yanran down the mountain if you want.
But another friend of yours fell into the hands of the Stick Demon. This person has a deep demonic nature and likes to be more serious. It may not be that easy for you to take away your other friend."
"Senior, don't worry. I believe that Senior Stick Demon will not embarrass me."
Ye Fei smiled slightly, and in Bai Yanran's strange eyes, he took out a chicken leg that had been chewed up. When he saw the chicken leg, the old woman's eyes lit up, she nodded with a smile and said: "Okay, okay, we have this."
My dear, that stick demon doesn’t dare to embarrass you anymore; I’ve found someone to inherit my mantle, and it’s time to attack the realm of the God King.”
While speaking, the old woman had already rolled up a hurricane, sending Ye Fei and Bai Yanran out of the mountain gate in an instant. At the same time, the entire mountain gate was completely sealed, and outsiders could no longer step in. This was the tradition of Jianmen.
When these half-step god kings of Jianmen find someone who can inherit the mantle and have no worries, they will seal the mountain gate and either die inside, or break out of their cocoons and be reborn, stepping into the realm of god kings in one fell swoop.
Realizing this, Ye Fei and Bai Yanran didn't say anything. They just bowed together towards the mountain gate, bowed and saluted, and then walked together towards the mountain gate where the mad dog was.
"It's been so long. I wonder how Brother Jifeng is doing?" Bai Yanran said.
"It should be good." Ye Fei affirmed; after all, Mad Dog's realm is that of a Taoist Lord. When he enters the mountain gate, his advantage should be more obvious.
However, before Ye Fei finished speaking, he saw an embarrassed figure being pulled out of the mountain with a stick and hung directly on a branch outside the mountain without moving. A murderer was also heard from inside the mountain gate.
When the mad demon roared, "Weak! Too weak! You are still called a mad dog. You don't even have the artistic conception of madness. When will you be able to learn the complete mad demon battle method? Eh..."
Suddenly, the stick demon noticed Ye Fei who was walking up the mountain. His eyes suddenly brightened and he said loudly: "It's you, kid. You came just in time. If it were you, you would definitely be able to learn my crazy demon tactics...
…Come up here and fight me!”
As he spoke, a shirtless figure of a strong man, already carrying an iron rod, rushed down the mountain impatiently, looking for Ye Fei to fight again. Both Ye Fei and Bai Yanran's faces turned black, they were like crazy dogs hanging on the tree.
, even more horrified and hurriedly reminded: "Be careful, this stick demon is not a human being, I am afraid if he goes crazy..." (To be continued)