Good Fortune Martial Emperor

Chapter 322
For the next three days, apart from practicing, Ye Feng accompanied Di Le to eat and drink everywhere in Lianyun City.

Fatty thoroughly and fully interpreted the word foodie, and brought out the characteristics of gluttony to the fullest.

In just three days, Fatty ate millions of Ye Feng's spirit stones, which were worth two good fortune spirit treasures.

"You eat like this, can your sect afford you?" Ye Feng couldn't help asking.

Speaking of Zongmen, Fatty seemed to recall some unbearable memories, he hesitated to speak many times, and finally, thousands of words were melted into his appetite.

Eat whatever you want, while Di Le enjoys delicious food without restraint, Ye Feng is not idle. He has learned a lot of information about Juque Sword Sect through various channels.

The master of the Juque Sword Sect is named Yin Zheng, and his cultivation has reached the eighth level of good fortune.

Even in the entire wasteland, Yin Zheng's reputation is extremely resounding, except for the few strong ones on the Tiangang list, he has almost no opponents.

This is a strong man standing at the peak of the wasteland. His eldest son, Yin Jianen, is a master on the Taiyi list. Yin Jianen's son, Yin Zheng's grandson, Yin Shaojie, is also known as the most dazzling contemporary Juque Sword Sect Tianjiao, ranked eleventh on the Quebec list, second only to Mu Zhan.

From the name, Ye Feng guessed that the Yin Jianchou he was looking for must be related to Yin Jianen, most likely Yin Jianen's brother.

However, if it is true as Ye Feng speculates, then Yin Jianchou should be very famous in Lianyun City, but in these three days, Ye Feng has never heard anyone mention Yin Jianchou's name.

Ye Feng had to find Yin Jianchou.

Before leaving, Jiang Hen told Ye Feng that the relic Mu Chen entered was called the Burial Sword Valley, not far from the Juque Sword Sect.

With such a relic nearby, the Juque Sword Sect would certainly not miss it. Apart from Mu Chen and the others, there were also disciples of the Juque Sword Sect headed by Yin Jianchou who entered the Burial Sword Valley.

However, they seemed to have touched some of the restrictions of the Burial Sword Valley, causing drastic changes, and finally the only ones who came out alive were Mu Chen, Jin Feng, and Yin Jianchou.

However, since then, no one seems to have seen Yin Jianchou again. Most of the restrictions in the Burial Sword Valley have been broken by Yin Zheng, and now it has become a place for the disciples of the Juque Sword Sect to practice their swordsmanship.

Therefore, the fastest way to find out what happened back then is to find Yin Jianchou.

Since even Jiang Hen didn't know Yin Jianchou's whereabouts, the only ones who knew were the disciples of Juque Sword Sect.

Three days later, Ye Feng and the others came to the Jiange. Along the way, Huang attracted many amazed eyes.

There is no way, a woman with such a perfect appearance and noble temperament walking on the street is simply a beautiful scenery, and there is no way for people not to look at it.

Since the phoenix transformed into a human form, she has rarely returned to Ye Feng's life palace. After reaching the good luck realm, she also needs to understand the world to practice, and the life palace is an independent world, unable to feel the outside world. world.

"Huang, can't you make yourself... that... more ordinary?" Ye Feng said helplessly, since Huang's appearance was transformed by herself, why can't she be a little more ordinary.

"Why isn't Nengmei beautiful?" Huang asked directly, leaving Ye Feng speechless.

When Huang was still Xiaohei, Ye Feng never saw her as a woman, but after she became a human, especially recently, Ye Feng felt that Huang was becoming more and more feminine.

Many times, he almost forgot that the phoenix is ​​a phoenix.

When Ye Feng came to the gate of Jiange, he found that it was different from what he had imagined.

In front of you is an ordinary dojo, without even a gate, people can come in and out freely.

After entering the Jiange, I couldn't feel the sharpness of the sword, but a calm and heavy breath lingering around.

In the Jiange, there are many futons neatly arranged, which can seat 3000 people, and at the front, there is a single futon, which is for the seniors who preached.

Except for the lecturer, everyone is seated according to the order of entry, there is no distinction between strength and status.

Here, everyone has only one common identity, that is sword repair.

When Ye Feng and the others came here, nearly [-] sword cultivators had already taken their seats, so Ye Feng sat in the back position in order. Point distance does not affect listening to others.

Ye Feng looked at the sword cultivators around him, everyone had different costumes, obviously they all came from different places, of course, most of them were sword cultivators from Lianyun City.

Although many people are not talented enough and are not disciples of the Juque Sword Sect, they will come here to listen to the sermon every time. In a sense, after many years, they can be regarded as the outer disciples of the Juque Sword Sect.

In the process of waiting, everyone was practicing quietly, there was not much communication with each other, only wisps of sword energy lingering around.

Even Di Le, who was not good at swordsmanship, calmed down rarely, immersed in the atmosphere of Jiange.

I don't know how long it took, when no one stepped into the Jiange, an old man with white beard and hair walked in slowly, followed by two young men in white clothes, each with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary.

The two teenagers sat on the futon in the back row, and the old man, after only taking two or three steps, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters and came to the single futon in the front.

"Everyone, I don't understand Juque Sword Sect Weekly."

"Meet Elder Zhou!" Most of the sword cultivators saluted. Obviously, it was not the first time for them to listen to the sermon, and they all recognized Zhou Butong.

Ye Feng looked at Zhou Butong, although his body was a bit hunched, but it felt like a rock, Ye Feng had no doubt that there was absolutely terrifying power hidden in that thin body.

"Everyone, before the sermon, please allow me to ask you a question."

"You guys, do you really understand the sword in your hand?"

As soon as Zhou Butong finished speaking, many people showed doubts.

Most of the people sitting here are masters of swordsmanship, now Zhou Butong asked them if they understand the sword in his hand, isn't this asking knowingly?

If they don't know the sword in their hands, what are they doing practicing swords.

After Zhou Butong said this, he paused to give everyone enough time to think.

This sentence was repeated in Ye Feng's mind. When he first started to practice, he followed Mu Chen to practice swords. Although he is proficient in many abilities, his favorite is the way of swordsmanship.

However, Ye Feng never thought about this problem.

Does he really understand the sword in his hand?

If you don't understand, his kendo strength is among his peers, and so far he has not met an opponent. Even the disciples of the kendo holy land Lingwuzong are not as good as him.

If you understand it, Ye Fengyou can't describe it in words.

Just one sentence made Ye Feng interested in continuing to listen.

　My colleagues in the office are on vacation this week. I am doing two things by myself. I am so busy that the update time is not stable. Please bear with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)