Chapter 31: The first test of Lingyuan Bell, a banquet at the Zhou family
The Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle charges forward!
At this moment, the flat-headed brother was in a very embarrassed state, wet all over, and looked very weak, and he did not exude a strong demonic aura.
From the perspective of the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle, he could hit at least ten flat-headed guys with just one paw.
However, the ideal is very satisfying, but the reality is very painful.
As soon as the iron-clawed dragon eagle rushed over, it was swatted away by the angry flat-headed brother with a paw. It lost countless feathers, and it flew into the air and let out a scream.
"Let you install the pen without any trouble..."
Ye Feng curled his lips, looked at the flat-headed brother who was rushing toward him, and calmly took out the Lingyuan Bell.
A "dang" sound.
The Lingyuan Bell bloomed with emerald green light, quickly expanded to a height of two meters, and easily covered the flat-headed brother. Then it shrank to the size of a tea cup, flew back to Ye Feng's palm, and then became silent.
"It's a low-grade spiritual weapon!"
Mo Ying showed a look of surprise.
Others also found it strange. How could Ye Feng, who seemed to have no cultivation, be able to use spiritual weapons?
Ye Feng glanced at the Lingyuan Bell and found that Brother Flathead was trapped in it. He curled up into a ball and fell into a deep sleep.
It will wake up only after it is released.
Ye Feng secretly said:
"It is indeed a spiritual weapon produced by the system. The effect is really good. After sealing Brother Flathead, it may have unexpected effects in the future."
He turned around, looked at the shocked people, and explained: "This is the spiritual weapon of our Miao Miao Sect, the Lingyuan Bell. It is a low-grade spiritual weapon that can seal any existence under the Juyuan Realm.
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"Of course, it is also left behind by the old master."
Ye Feng added.
He has already thought about it.
In the future, if anything difficult to explain appears, it will be said to be left by the old master.
Anyway, "Death without proof", he can say whatever he wants.
"It turns out that our Misty Sect is not poor." Shi Lei was surprised.
Huo Yunjie said thoughtfully: "Perhaps, our Piaomiao Sect just looks poor. In fact, the old leader has used the spiritual stones he saved so hard to buy elixirs and spiritual weapons."
Others also think this should be the case.
At this time, Ye Feng put the Lingyuan Bell into the sect's storage space, which aroused everyone's surprise and attention.
"Actually, the head brother also left me a spiritual storage device? It's just very secret and you can't see it." Ye Feng said calmly.
The disciples looked strange after hearing this, but they could only choose to believe it.
"Master, this is the other half of the drawing."
Jia Yulan finally found the opportunity to take out the crumpled drawing and presented it to Ye Feng with both hands.
Ye Feng looked at her and warned: "Are you not really proficient in "Falling Heroes" yet? Don't take risks in the future."
Jia Yulan stuck out her tongue and said as if talking to herself: "But? If I hadn't encountered the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle, I would have been able to return smoothly with my spiritual power."
Ye Feng rolled his eyes and said, "Let's all disperse! Are you going to the Zhou family in Baifu City for a banquet tonight? Make good preparations."
Ye Feng waved his hand and dismissed the disciples.
He walked near the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle and talked with it, only to realize that this guy was almost dizzy from hunger and had actually regarded the bird made of overlapping pink petals as prey, so he launched an attack.
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The roof of the main hall.
Mo Ying was sitting cross-legged alone.
"Fourth Senior Sister? Thank you for today!"
Jia Yulan tiptoed along the ridge of the roof, sat next to Mo Ying, and thanked her softly.
"We are all from the same sect? It's natural to save you." Mo Ying held her sword in hand and didn't really want to pay attention to Jia Yulan.
"Fourth Senior Sister? This ointment is very effective. Maybe...it can help you."
Jia Yulan took out a jade bottle from her storage belt, which exuded a faint medicinal fragrance.
Mo Ying glanced at her and said in a cold voice: "Ordinary medicine can't cure my face."
Jia Yulan pursed her lips lightly and said, "What formula does Fourth Senior Sister need? I can ask someone to help you find it. In short, you saved me. If I can help you, I will definitely help."
"I appreciate your kindness."
Mo Ying jumped off the roof and returned to the room to rest.
No one noticed that when she turned her back to Jia Yulan, the corners of her mouth unconsciously raised slightly, feeling a little touched after all.
…
In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon.
Ye Feng rode on the back of the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle and circled Piaomiao Peak for a long time. He also hunted a few wild boars in the nearby mountains, fed the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle, and became proficient in the skills of controlling the beasts.
At the same time, Ye Feng also gave Iron Claw Dragon Eagle a very affectionate name: Lao Tie!
"Old man, let's go back."
Ye Feng said.
After receiving the order, the Iron-clawed Dragon Eagle quickly landed on the top of Piaomiao Peak. At this time, it looked into the distance and called out.
"somebody is coming?"
Ye Feng could hear what Lao Tie meant, and looking in the direction of Baifu City, he saw Deacon Zhou Jiaqian sitting on a suspended dark green bamboo raft, flying towards Piaomiao Peak.
Not long after, Zhou Jiaqian arrived nearby.
He looked at the iron-clawed dragon eagle standing next to Ye Feng, his eyes widened with surprise on his face.
Zhou Jiaqian could see that the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle had been tamed and became the flying mount of the Miao Miao Sect.
Similar mounts were generally found only in high-end sects, which made Zhou Jiaqian envious.
"Master Ye, is this the flying mount of your sect? It looks very majestic!" Zhou Jiaqian parked the bamboo raft on the grass at the top of the mountain and asked with a surprised look on his face.
"yes."
Ye Feng didn't hide it either.
"As expected of Master Ye, he can subdue such a rare flying mount. Looking at Baifu City, there are only a handful of similar mounts."
Zhou Jiaqian boasted.
"you flatter me."
Ye Feng shouted into the courtyard, "Disciples of the Piaomiao Sect, let's go to Zhou's house for dinner."
The disciples had already prepared, went out, greeted Deacon Zhou Jiaqian, and stood together on the low-grade spiritual weapon "Flying Bamboo Raft".
"Old iron, guard the house!"
Ye Feng patted the Iron Claw Dragon Eagle and jumped onto the Flying Bamboo Raft.
Although riding an iron-clawed dragon eagle into the city would be very popular, Ye Feng doesn't want to be so ostentatious for the time being.
When Deacon Zhou Jiaqian saw Jia Yulan, Xia He, Qiu Ju and others, he praised: "He is indeed the head of Ye. Even the geniuses of the Jia family can be accepted as his disciples. I admire you."
"Ha ha!"
Ye Feng just smiled and said nothing.
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Baifu City, Zhou Family.
This is a magnificent mansion located on a spacious street in the east of the city.
When Ye Feng and his party arrived at the gate, they found that many people had gathered here.
"Father, mother!"
As soon as Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu landed, they pounced on their parents.
"Wind, rain!"
Beside Ouyang Hao, a woman dressed maturely and dignifiedly put her arms around Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu, with tears already shining in her eyes.
Recently, monsters have been causing trouble.
"Zhou Shiyu" has always cared about her children. If her two brothers had not had other tasks, she would have even wanted them to go to Fenghuo City to pick them up.
Fortunately, everything is safe now.
"Is this Master Ye? Thank you very much, Master Ye, for saving your life." Zhou Shiyu pulled Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu and bent down to thank Ye Feng.