Chapter 650

"Smelly boy, you dare to be stubborn. When your soul power is higher, master will teach you the means of refining. Although you can't dominate one side, it's enough for you to live in the world. How about it?"

"Master, don't talk about this. There seems to be......" Ye Li whispered, pointing to the north wall of the hall with his claws.

"So you go and have a look first and clean it up for the teacher." Ye Feng threw the leaves off the ground with a bad smile and began to clean up the scattered fairy tools around.

The Taoist sect is good at refining. As the treasure house of Huaiyuan sect, the arsenal has a lot of good goods. In addition to those rebellious immortal tools, there are many top-grade materials, including six grade pills, high-grade immortal grass, Immortal Jade slips and low-grade immortal tools, which are neatly placed on the tall wooden frame. The refining utensils and materials don't matter. They can be collected in the inner world and kept for Warcraft in the future, but the use of those pills is unknown. If they are greedy, it will be bad. Therefore, after Ye Feng collected the others, he received the fairy grass and pill separately into the ring and kept them for later identification.

Ye Li, the little Daredevil, took it for granted that he didn't dare to explore any ghosts. He ran around Ye Feng and took back a box of pills and a big knife. He didn't follow Ye Feng until the whole hall was raided. He came to the opposite side of the high wall inlaid with gold and jade.

"Close your eyes." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.

"Oh, I can't see anything! Master, help..." Ye Li narrowed her eyes and grabbed Ye Feng's sleeve.

"Close your eyes and see that master is here. Don't be afraid." Ye Feng patted Ye Li's small head.

Feeling Ye Feng's warm palm, Ye Li finally closed his eyes, but because of tension, Ye Li's nerves were still tight, his eyes closed, and the soul force involuntarily flew out of the body to observe the movement around instead of his eyes.

"Soul control is the key to refining utensils and elixirs. As a teacher, now let you experience the feeling of soul control, relax your mind and don't be afraid."

Ye Feng said, wrapping Ye Li's soul force with his soul force, took him slowly to the back wall, and carefully swam between the patterns. After a long time, Ye Li "saw" that there was a small door on the smooth wall! At this time, Ye Feng's soul force suddenly tightened. Ye Li felt like he was stuffed into a bamboo tube. He was trying to struggle. The scene in front of him turned into a slightly white light curtain. The patterns and small doors he had just seen were completely gone at this time!

"It's called a blindfold. It's also a kind of prohibition. It's used to hide from the naked eye and explore ordinary soul power. In front of you, it's an advanced prohibition. Even if you touch it with your hand, you will be blocked by the aura on the prohibition, and you won't notice anything. To break it, one is to defeat the aura, and the other is to find the array eye and break the blindfold."

Ye Feng said, let go of Ye Li's soul power, led him to the back wall, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the position of the small door. After a burst of dazzling white light, the world behind the small door appeared in front of the teachers and disciples.

It was a long room, in which twelve Taoist priests of different ages sat side by side. Among them, the older ones had gray hair, and the younger ones had looks of 30 or 40 years old. Without exception, every Taoist has a sword in his belly.

"This is the underground sword cultivation, isn't it?" Ye Feng said with a smile.

When Ye Feng finished, Ye Li wanted to ask what the hell keeping swordsmanship was. At this time, the twelve Taoists suddenly opened their eyes and stared at the teachers and disciples. At that time, Ye Li bit his tongue and shed tears!

"Hey! There are only twelve true gods. If you dare to look at my master like this, believe it or not, aunt will put you out now!" the fire jumped out and shouted.

The cultivation of swordsmanship in the underworld focuses on cultivating the sword with the body and hiding with the sword. Those who practice this skill will integrate the Dantian and the sword spirit space. Even if they probe with soul power, they will only see a few spirit swords at most. However, due to the limited space of the sword spirit, once the sword is pulled out and the real Qi obtained during the sword raising period will burst out in an instant, causing extremely high damage to the opponent. It belongs to the sect of heresy in Taoism.

The twelve people who cultivate the sword skill in the hell are the same disciples in the mouth of the old Taoist priest. At the beginning, they were forced to use this skill and hid in the wall. After countless years of cultivation, their true Qi has already reached the limit, and they also have the power to fight against the God. Now they are so yelled by Huoer. Two of them immediately hold the handle of the sword and want to draw the sword.

"It's better to pull it out, lest you think you'll be invincible with a sword." Ye Feng smiled and waved Ye Li back to the world. "Trouble one by one. Let's go together."

"Since you know this skill, are you also a monk?" the oldest Taoist asked in a deep voice.

"It's rare that I have some interest. It's useless to say more. Draw the sword first!"

Ye Feng said, a gray savage spirit appeared on the sword, and then condensed into a little purple light on the sword tip. Seeing this, the twelve elders immediately became very dignified and put their hands on the hilt of the sword.

Ye Feng, a couple of twelve, was certainly not polite. Seeing that the other party was ready, the fire sword trembled slightly and stabbed out slowly.

"A sword!"

"Draw the sword!"

The Taoist priest broke his drink and pulled out the twelve long swords together. The savage spirit condensed for many years has been as thick as the essence. Driven by the full efforts of the twelve Taoists, it instantly condensed into a gray purple sword light and stabbed at Ye Feng's sword!

When the true God was angry, the mountains fell apart.

God pulls out his sword, earth shaking!

When the sword pulling skill collided with a sword, first a dazzling purple light rose into the sky, and then it became a dazzling expanse of white, spreading in the direction of the Taoists. The high walls and pavilions behind the arsenal, fresh fruit, spirit grass, mountain peaks and clouds, and things in the way thousands of miles away were illuminated by the white light and turned into a wisp of smoke. The twelve Taoists were the first to bear the brunt. Their divine bodies and spirit swords, After holding on for less than a second, he was hit to pieces by Ye Feng's sword Qi.

On Ye Feng's side, although he was unstoppable with a sword and hurt the twelve Taoist priests, he was hit several times by the wild sword Qi. Below his neck, there were blood holes with thick and thin arms, and the light behind him could be seen in two places!

"Happy! Cough! Cough! Ha ha! Cough!"

"It's nice to be beaten like this by the real God..." Huoer whispered, his head didn't hurt.

"Such swordsmanship doesn't need to be used by real gods. There are 10000 real immortals. It's enough to calm down the blue and refine the sky. Cough, cough!"

Ye Feng had a good time here. The sword spirit and Warcraft on the other side of the mountain gate were scared half to death by the startling appearance just now. Later, he sent the little hedgehog to check. As a result, when the little hedgehog went back, he didn't say anything. He took out a few Najie to put away his things, and let all living beings in the world rest in place and wait for Ye Feng's news.