"Yitao, where have you gone? I heard from your senior brother Feng that you can't find you again." A middle-aged man with long black hair and beard under his chin, scolded with a majestic look on his face.
"Dad, you let me practice in the sect all day long, and I'm almost suffocating. I didn't go anywhere, I just hunted a wild beast in the mountains." Yi Tao glanced at her mouth and said to the middle-aged man.
As Zhuo Bufan guessed, this girl in pink was the daughter of the sect leader Yilei.
"Nonsense, I ran into the mountains and hunted wild beasts. If I encounter a group of wild beasts, or some powerful wild beasts, and are in danger, I think you can still jump back alive?" Yi Lei frowned and looked serious.
Although the words were very harsh, it was not difficult to see that Yi Lei cared and loved this naughty daughter.
"Dad, didn't you give me a life-saving magic weapon? When you encounter danger, activating the treasure can save my life. Moreover, I am just practicing in the sect field. When you encounter danger, you can ask you and several elders for help, and there will be no danger." Yi Tao said with a smile.
Looking at his daughter's bright smile, Yi Lei shook his head helplessly, "I really can't do anything to you."
Then, Yi Lei's eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan, and he asked with a hint of confusion, "Yitao, who is this young man? Why did you bring him to our Feini Sect?"
"His name is Niu Geng, silly. I met him in the mountains. He saved me, slashed out a black sword light, and cut open the abdomen of the rhinoceros beast." Yi Tao looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "He said he came to Feini Sect to worship him in the sect."
"You come to join my Feini Sect?" Yi Lei asked at Zhuo Bufan.
"Disciple really wants to join Feini Sect." Zhuo Bufan bowed his hand, took out a jade pendant from his arms, and handed it to Yi Lei. "This is the jade pendant given to me by my elder friend. It contains his divine thoughts and said that I would give it to the sect leader and everything would be known."
"Oh? Let's take a look."
Yi Lei took the jade pendant and explored his divine thoughts. After a while, he nodded and said, "So it's the junior of Brother Lu's friend, your name is Niu Geng?"
"Yes, disciple Niu Geng has just stepped into the level of the world." Zhuo Bufan said truthfully.
"Okay, from today on, you will join my Feini Sect. Our sect doesn't have many rules, but you can't do things that harm the interests of the sect. Otherwise, you will be expelled from the sect at the least, and you will be abolished at the worst." Yi Lei warned seriously.
"Yes, the sect leader." Zhuo Bufan nodded obediently.
"Yitao, you can take him out first, introduce him to our sect, and arrange a residence by the way." Yi Lei waved.
"Let's go, stupid cow." Yitao blinked at Zhuo Bufan.
The two left the hall, Yi Tao put her hands behind her and her fingers hooked together. Zhuo Bufan was half a step behind, walking behind her, sweeping her eyes around, pretending to be novel, and looking at the entire Feiliu Sect.
There are a total of 2,000 disciples in Feini Sect, which are placed in the primitive universe and belong to small sects. For example, Yi Lei, as the sect leader, is only the middle level of the realm of the realm of the realm. The five elders barely entered the realm of the realm and practiced for a long time. After relying on various treasures, they will not achieve much success in the future.
Like Feiliu Sect, the Feiliu Sect, is a small sect. It was originally the Niliu Sect. Later, due to the changes, the sects were divided into two parts. Although they were all in the "Mist Star" realm, they did not interact normally, and they were also very fierce in secret.
"Silly Niu, you will live here from now on. There are many vacant rooms here, so you can choose any one." Yi Tao led Zhuo Bufan into the courtyard of the back mountain.
Ordinary disciples usually live here, and are also the most crowded place. For example, the elders’ personal disciples, the true disciples live in other places, and the environment and rooms are much larger than those of ordinary disciples.
"Thank you, senior sister." Zhuo Bufan said.
"There is also this piece of sect tokens that can prove your identity. You have just started and have no master's guidance, you can go to the Wuxue Pavilion to choose a martial arts class." Yi Tao took out a wooden sign and handed it to him, "By the way, if you are in Feini Sect, who dares to bully you, remember to tell me."
After saying that, Yi Tao jumped and left, Zhuo Bufan chose a courtyard to live in. Since he wanted to come out to experience it, he naturally had to calm down and truly regard himself as a young general.
After a few days, Zhuo Bufan also met several disciples of Feini Sect. However, someone asked about his background and origin. Zhuo Bufan casually arranged that he was just a casual cultivator with no background. Several disciples who like to walk around on weekdays did not come to his house. There was only a young man named "Chen Ping". He often came to him to drink and chat.
On this day, Zhuo Bufan came to the Wuxue Pavilion alone. The guardian of the Wuxue Pavilion was an old man with silver hair and sweeping the floor. His breath was extremely restrained. However, under Zhuo Bufan's powerful divine consciousness, he found that the old man was actually a master in the late stage of the Realm Master Realm, and he deliberately disguised himself as an old man guarding the courtyard.
It should be the Supreme Elder of Feini Sect. Wuxue Pavilion is the most important place in a sect, so it naturally requires masters to guard it.
There is no level difference in the martial arts pavilion. Anyone can choose a martial arts practice that suits them. They have low and medium levels, but they are not strong enough and have insufficient understanding. Even if they choose high-level martial arts, they can't even get into the threshold, which is naturally useless.
"These martial arts are too low... too rough... not even a life-and-death-level martial arts? Sure enough, the foundation of the small sect is too thin." Zhuo Bufan shook his head directly when he saw it, then walked to a shelf and stopped, taking out a yellowed martial arts book from it. The cover was damaged and the words "Qianye Mad Sword" were vaguely written.
Looking through martial arts classics, this is the only life-death-level sword technique in the entire martial arts cabinet!
"It's still the rest of the story. There are seven sword techniques in total. Now only the first sword technique is left?" Zhuo Bufan looked.
It is also introduced above that the practitioner who created this sword technique is called the "Night Demon Sword God". It is rumored that his wife was killed by his enemy. He went crazy and spent seven days and seven nights to create a set of "Seven Nights Mad Swords". It is extremely powerful and takes revenge, and then he will dominate the world. The books record that when the other party created the sword technique, he was just an ordinary world emperor. The so-called "One World" is probably just a country or a planet.
"It's very murderous, and it's worthy of the word "crazy". Zhuo Bufan nodded slightly.
With his current experience, vision and experience, if a mathematics professor reads the Olympiad problems of primary school students, he can clearly see through its essence and principles.
"Creating sword techniques with emotions is similar to creating sword techniques. Other martial arts are not enough to be used, so choose this one to read." Zhuo Bufan took out the token of the sect and directly copied this set of sword techniques.
The old man who walked out of the Wuxue Pavilion and guarded the Wuxue Pavilion was holding a broom and was cleaning the dead leaves on the ground. He did not have any energy breath on his body. If Zhuo Bufan had not had strong spiritual thoughts, it would probably be difficult to find his true identity.
"Boy, have you copied the 'Seven Nights Mad Sword'?" The old man raised his head, his eyes were vigorous, and he looked at Zhuo Bufan.