Yue Zhuoqun was shocked when he learned that Zhu Sanpao was going to kill Ye Feng. He thought that he was not even Ye Feng's opponent, so Zhu Sanpao was going to die. He hurried over with Elder Wei and Lin Xiong.
With a sword chant, Yue Zhuoqun held the sword in his left hand, with the tip of the sword pointing diagonally at Ye Feng.
"Let my apprentice go."
Ye Feng looked at Yue Zhuoqun with contempt, his voice full of majesty: "Whoever punches me, I will shatter the meridians in his hand, just like your apprentice, the fat man."
Zhu Sanpao held his right hand, his face pale. He was the one who punched Ye Feng.
“Whoever raises a sword against me, I will cut off his hands and feet, just like you.”
The sword in Yue Zhuoqun's hand trembled. The scene of his right hand being cut off by Ye Feng seemed like yesterday. It would still appear in his mind from time to time. It was an eternal pain in his life.
"What a pity! I have already cut off your right hand, but you still point the sword at me with your left hand. Do you still want me to cut off your left hand?"
There was fear in Yue Zhuoqun's eyes, and the sword in his left hand dropped involuntarily. He didn't dare to raise the sword towards Ye Feng again. Only after breaking his right hand did he realize how precious his hands were. He was really afraid that Ye Feng would break his left hand again.
Seeing Yue Zhuoqun put down his sword, Ye Feng sneered: "That's the best way to behave, otherwise I don't know what to do."
A loud Buddhist chant was heard: "Amitabha, Sect Master Ye, how are you?"
Ye Feng's gaze passed over Yue Zhuoqun and other Taiyi disciples, and saw a group of shining bald monks slowly walking towards him. He thought they were Master Yuekong from Jiangnan Temple, but when he saw the first slightly fat old monk, he recognized that it was Master Zhikong, the abbot of Xuankong Temple.
Yue Zhuoqun from Taiyi Sect came, and Master Zhikong from Xuankong Temple also came. Needless to say, Ye Feng knew that they came for the world of immortality.
"Hello, Master Zhikong. It's been almost a year since we last met at Huashan, and you're still as fat as ever."
Master Zhikong felt a little ashamed when Ye Feng laughed at him for being a little fat. It was because monks were too pampered that they became a little fat.
"Amitabha, it's good, Sect Master Ye is still so energetic."
"What did you all get here from? Did you agree to come together today?"
"We are here to visit Jiangnan Temple. I heard from my junior brother Yuekong that Sect Master Ye is compassionate, heals illnesses and saves lives, and eliminates demons and defends the Way. This is admirable and commendable. On behalf of all people in the world, I would like to thank you."
Ye Feng muttered in his heart, what is the meaning of visiting Jiangnan Temple? It is obvious that he came to the world of immortality. He said with disdain: "You don't need to apologize to me for the affairs of the people in the world. Master Zhikong thinks too much."
Whoosh, whoosh, Ye Feng heard a few strong winds coming from the distance, and someone was hurried over.
Looking up, I saw four people walking towards me quickly, as if flowing clouds and water. All of them were wearing green Taoist robes, and they were of different heights, weights and bodies.
At the front was a middle-aged Taoist with a fair complexion and a wisp of green beard fluttering in the wind, giving him a somewhat immortal look. Behind him followed three short, fat and thin old Taoists. They were none other than the current leader of the Shangqing Sect, Taoist Changfeng, and three short, fat and thin elders.
Taoist Changfeng is the disciple of Taoist Chongxu. Since Taoist Chongxu died on the top of Mount Hua, he became the head of Shangqing Sect with the support of three elders, one short, one fat and one thin. According to the three elders, Taoist Changfeng is the disciple most qualified to become the leader of Shangqing Sect.
Taoist Changfeng bowed slightly to Ye Feng: "Long time no see, Sect Master Ye."
The three elders, some short, some fat, and some thin, looked at Ye Feng with gloomy faces. They still remembered that the death of their disciple Taoist Chongxu was related to Ye Feng, but with their current skills, they were unable to seek revenge on Ye Feng.
Taoist Priest Changfeng also greeted Yue Zhuoqun and Zen Master Zhikong. Zen Master Zhikong smiled and said to Taoist Priest Changfeng: "It has been a year since we parted at Huashan. It is fate that the four great sect leaders are meeting here."
Taoist Changfeng smiled and said, "Four of the five ancient martial arts sects have already reached the position of sect leader, the only one missing is Mr. Mo Da from Fangcun Mountain."
Ye Feng shrugged: "Don't worry, Mr. Mo Da should be here soon."
Yue Zhuoqun put the long sword back into the scabbard behind his shoulder and sneered: "Let's stop beating around the bush and speak frankly. We all came here for the Immortal Realm."
Although Ye Feng hated Yue Zhuoqun's insidiousness, Yue Zhuoqun was sometimes very direct, unlike Zen Master Zhikong who was good at pretending.
Yue Zhuoqun made everything clear, and the atmosphere became a little awkward. Zen Master Zhikong clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the world of immortality is about to open, but it will be occupied by those with virtue. I dare not hope for it."
Taoist Changfeng also smiled faintly and said, "Yes, in our five major sects, all of them have people who have the iron piece of the immortal world. Whoever has the iron piece will have the opportunity to enter the immortal world. Without the iron piece, forget it."
An old and powerful voice sounded: "This Taoist priest is right. Whoever has the iron piece is qualified to enter the world of immortality. Could it be the new leader of Shangqing Sect, Taoist priest Changfeng?"
Mr. Mo Da walked over with a smile, accompanied by his beloved granddaughter, Mo Lingshan.
Girls really change a lot when they grow up. Mo Lingshan has changed away from the pigtailed little girl outfit she wore during last year's Huashan Ancient Martial Arts Competition. Instead, she has long hair draped over her shoulders and wears a light blue silk dress that outlines her slim and graceful figure.
She was radiant, with a charming smile on her beautiful face, like a graceful daffodil.
Her eyes stayed on Ye Feng, and she gently opened her red lips: "Brother Ye, hello."
Ye Feng couldn't help but take a few more glances. In fact, when Ye Feng separated from Mo Lingshan in Bingxin Valley, Mo Lingshan's face showed a lively and childish look, but today she was dressed like a young girl who had just left the boudoir, revealing the gentleness and shyness that only girls have.
"Sister Lingshan, we haven't seen each other for only half a year, and you have grown more beautiful."
Hearing Ye Feng praising her beauty, Mo Lingshan's face turned bright red, like the colorful clouds in the sky.
"Thank you, Brother Ye. Lingshan has always missed you."
"Hey, I miss you too."
Mr. Mo Da coughed twice and reminded his granddaughter to be reserved. There were a lot of people here, and she shouldn't tell a boy that she missed him in front of him. Girls should be reserved.
"Hello, Mr. Mo Da."
"Little brother, how are you? I heard that your club won the game. Congratulations."
"Mr. Mo Da is well-informed and knows this."
Yue Zhuoqun sneered, "Among the five major sects, Sect Master Ye is the most playful. He came to Jiangnan City early and set up a basketball club. Not only did he become the boss, he is also preparing to enter the immortal world. We old immortals admire Sect Master Ye's foresight and unlimited energy."
Ye Feng retorted, "No, Taiyi Sect established the Southeastern Branch of Taiyi Sect in Jiangnan a few years ago. If we talk about foresight, Sect Master Yue is the most capable."
Yue Zhuoqun said disdainfully: "Xuankong Temple is not bad either. Zen Master Zhikong is even more diligent. Decades ago, he built a Jiangnan Temple in the southeast. Isn't it all for the immortal world? Everyone knows it well."
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