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Chapter 672 The origin of swordsmanship, twice the power of the emperor-level physical body

 "This is... the origin of swordsmanship?"

Everyone looked at the golden origin in Ye Feng's palm and could feel the extremely pure sword intent from it. Their souls felt a strong tearing feeling, as if they were about to be split open by this sword intent.

"I was actually recognized by you."

Ye Feng whispered.

He casually crushed the origin of the sword and absorbed it into his body. He soon found that there was a fierce sword intent in his body.

At first glance, he looks like an unsheathed sword that can easily cut through the sky.

But soon, this sword intention subsided like a tide.

Ye Feng returned to his approachable appearance, seemingly without any cultivation, like an ordinary person.

"As expected of the leader, he is so good at concealing aura that even we can't sense any aura."

The green-shirted Sword Ancestor exclaimed.

At this time, Ye Feng raised his head and looked at Han Yonghui.

"From today on, you are the senior brother of the third generation of disciples. Above you, there are second and first generation disciples."

"At first, I planned to reward you with the origin of swordsmanship, but you didn't have the chance to do it, so I had no choice but to give it up."

Hearing this, Han Yonghui was very excited, and then felt disappointed.

"What a pity!"

"That is the origin of swordsmanship!"

"If Senior Brother Han can obtain the origin of swordsmanship, he will surely become a supreme swordsman in the future, right?"

The other talented disciples of Qingshu Sword Sect were talking.

Ye Feng glanced at them and said:

"Even without the origin of swordsmanship, Han Yonghui can become a supreme swordsman. However, if you want to become a supreme swordsman, you can't just talk about it. You have to practice steadily. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understands!" The disciples of Qingshu Sword Sect bowed and nodded in agreement.

Looking at Han Yonghui and other disciples who were beaten by Ye Feng just after joining the sect, the Qingshan Sword Ancestor nodded secretly.

Among the Eighteen Ancient Clan, Han Yonghui is considered the most talented junior, and he is also very proud.

And now, thousands of disciples from the Eighteen Ancient Clan will enter the Piaomiao Sect. If they sit down to watch the sky and look down on the talented people outside, then something will be wrong.

It would be a good thing for Ye Feng to give them a beating.

"Okay, next one."

Ye Feng held the writing brush and waved his hand, signaling the second disciple to report his personal information.

An hour later.

The information of these dozens of disciples has been entered into the sect's roster, and Ye Feng has also been blessed with physical strength equivalent to the fifth level of the Spirit Sea Realm.

"Master, everyone else is here."

Eighteen ancient clan leaders, including the Qingshan Sword Ancestor, the Shadow Demon Sect leader, and the Blood Lotus Sect leader, used the time just now to bring all qualified disciples from the Cave Heaven World to this place.

Looking at the long queue of geniuses, Ye Feng smiled.

At ten times the flow rate, Ye Feng's registration speed is very fast.

He said nothing and took notes carefully.

One day later.

Ye Feng finally stopped writing.

[Number of third-generation disciples: 3999/10000]

Today, nearly four thousand disciples have been recruited, making Ye Feng feel that his physical strength has increased to at least one level at the peak of the Divine Origin Realm.

Although there may not seem to be many, the disciples are all potentials.

When they enter cultivation towers, spirit-gathering towers and other places with ten times the speed to practice, and then rely on the baptism of heaven and earth brought by the promotion of spiritual veins, their cultivation level will definitely skyrocket.

At that time, the physical strength will definitely increase dramatically.

"Elder Gong, Elder Wang, and Deacon Chu, you are responsible for bringing the three generations of disciples to the sect and making relevant arrangements."

Ye Feng ordered.

"Subordinates take orders."

Gong Qingqiu, Wang Ling, and Chu Yun'er came out. Han Yonghui and other disciples followed them, slowly passed through the gate of the temple, and set foot on the fertile soil of the Chinese mainland for the first time.

"Is this China mainland?"

"Look, there is a big old tree here!"

Han Yonghui and nearly 4,000 third-generation disciples came to the top of Piaomiao Peak and were shocked when they saw the towering Concentrating Ancestral Tree.

"This is the Concentrating Ancestral Tree. Its cultivation level is no less than that of the Qingshan Sword Patriarch and other eighteen Supreme Elders."

Gong Qingqiu took the initiative to introduce.

"Isn't that Emperor Poxu?"

The three generations of disciples were even more shocked.

"In addition to the Concentrating Ancestral Tree, there are also thousand-year-old ancient pine trees in the sect. These two are guardian elders. In addition, there is also Senior Ao Chuan, the guardian spirit beast of the Void-Breaking Realm..."

Gong Qingqiu continued to introduce.

The three generations of disciples listened to the relevant deeds of the Piaomiao Sect, learned about the sect's development history, and also learned about Ye Feng's deeds of furiously killing the top emperor. Their admiration for him was like a torrential river, endless.

Green Mountain Realm.

[Power of Faith +1972]



[Power of Faith +1886]

Listening to the notification sound in his ear, Ye Feng was very calm.

Since he defeated Xiao Cangtian and furiously killed the Golden Dragon Grand Elder and Taijin Prophet, the number of followers of the Piaomiao Sect has increased.

The power of faith every day starts with tens of millions.

Now this amount is not enough for him.

"Qingshan Sword Ancestor, except for the younger generation of disciples and the older generation, no one can touch the purple golden bell of fate?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

In the sixth phase of the leader's mission, he only mentioned that he needed to recruit 10,000 third-generation disciples, but that did not mean that he only recruited disciples.

If you meet the conditions, you can be recruited as a deacon of the Piaomiao Sect even if you are older.

Although the growth potential of the older generation is not as good as that of the younger generation, they can bring about a large amount of growth in an instant.

"Reporting to the head of Qi, we did not test their fate." Qingshan Sword Ancestor scratched his head with an embarrassed look on his face.

Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

"Test quickly!"

"yes!"

Qingshan Jianzu and other eighteen supreme elders quickly took the Purple Golden Bell of Fate and entered their respective cave worlds to test the elders of the Eighteen Ancient Clan.

Anyone who meets the conditions will be taken away.

Half a day later.

Ye Feng put down his brush again.

Looking at the hundreds of senior practitioners standing in front of him, Ye Feng's face was filled with relief.

These hundreds of people are from the Eighteen Ancient Tribes.

Among them, there are dozens of people in the Void-Breaking Realm!

Although the number seems terrifying, on average, there are only two or three people from each ancient tribe.

The remaining hundreds of people are all powerful in the Divine Origin Realm.

These people all meet the conditions for admission.

As Ye Feng recorded their information in the roster and stamped it with the leader's seal, the majestic sea-like physical power surged in and filled his body.

"These senior figures have almost given me the physical strength of a Heavenly Emperor. It's so cool! It's so cool!"

Ye Feng was shocked inside.

Now, his pure physical strength has reached twice that of the Emperor of Heaven, and he can suppress Xiao Cangtian with just a few movements of his hands.

"The leader seems very happy."

The green-shirted Sword Ancestor and others looked at the smile on Ye Feng's face, and they all whispered and were in a good mood.

Ye Feng put away the roster, put his hands behind his back, looked at the hundreds of senior figures, and said:

"All of you who have good cultivation and are in the Shenyuan realm can become Piao Miao Sect elders, and those who are in the Breaking Void realm can become Taishang elders."

"On weekdays, you are allowed to stay in the cave world."

"But if necessary, you have to leave here and complete your respective tasks in the sect."

"do you understand?"

Ye Feng's voice was loud, like thunder, shocking the heart and soul.

"I understand." Everyone nodded.

"Okay, back to the clan!" Ye Feng waved his hand and walked at the front, followed by Qingshan Sword Ancestor and others.

The hundreds of newly recruited elders looked at each other, and they all had a strong curiosity about the Piaomiao Sect, so they all followed, ready to take a look at the outside world.



Cangqing restricted area.

Crack!

Laughing Cangtian is integrating the bloodline of the ancient dragon and the power of the ancient heroic spirit.

This time, the two did not merge briefly, but truly merged together, becoming a golden dragon shadow, no longer distinguishable from each other.

During this period, the sound of thunder could not be heard.

Bai Ji and the quasi-holy protector beside her all looked solemn.

Rumble...

Suddenly, there was a terrible thunder in the sky.

"The fusion was successful!"

Bai Ji suddenly screamed.

? ?Thanks to "Xiao Zulu" for the 200 book coins reward, good night!

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(End of chapter)


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