Chapter 618 A blessing in disguise
Chapter 618 A blessing in disguise
These four swords are all artifact-grade divine swords, and the Yunhai Sect only has more than 300 of them.
And each of these high-level divine swords has a name on it.
Master Yuheng looked at the four swords floating in front of him and saw the names on the swords.
Yuan Youxin's magic sword Qingren, Li Ji's Xingmang, Wang Xingjian's Snow Soul, and Chen Haisheng's Giant Scale Sword.
Master Yuheng had no expression on his face and said calmly, "It is indeed the divine sword of these four people."
He wanted to question whether someone had secretly given these four magic swords to Ye Feng so that Ye Feng could use them as evidence.
But, he didn't continue.
He knew that no matter what he said, he could not exonerate these four people.
There is no need to make excuses.
All he had to do was protect himself.
After all, even if Shouxin and others are bad people, he cannot prove that he is their accomplice.
If I jump out and try to whitewash these four dead people at this time, it will only make people more suspicious of me.
Master Yun Yi moved his fingers slightly, and the four immortal swords slowly flew into the hall and passed in front of the elders.
As a leader who wins people over with virtue, he must convince everyone.
Some people were originally skeptical about the four heads, but when they saw the four swords, they immediately believed everything Ye Feng had just said.
As a sword-cultivating sect, the Yunhai Sect regards the sword as the second life of every disciple and will never discard it casually.
Since the sword is in Ye Feng's hand, it can be basically concluded that what Ye Feng said is true.
Ye Feng stepped forward and said, "Master, these four swords... now that my words have been proven to be true, can you please return them to me? I was planning to auction them off..."
Master Yun Yi said calmly, "You've gained quite a bit. The sect wants to take back this divine weapon-grade immortal sword."
"Ah! This..."
Ye Feng was dumbfounded. What was going on?
Could it be that Master Yun Yi wants to cross the river and destroy the bridge, and then get rid of the donkey after it has served its purpose?
If I had known this earlier, I would not have taken out these four magic swords.
Just when Ye Feng was feeling depressed, Master Yun Yi suddenly said, "In view of your contribution in this matter, I will reward you with these four divine swords."
As he spoke, four swords flew in front of Ye Feng.
"Ah? Really? Thank you so much, Master! Long live the Master!"
Ye Feng happily put the four magic swords into the black silk bracelet.
It really scared him to death just now.
Four divine swords! If the head master took them back and confiscated them, I would probably lie in bed crying every night for the next few hundred years.
Fortunately, Sect Leader Yun Yi was very generous and gave him the four magic swords again.
In fact, Ye Feng's action of taking the sword to prove himself today helped him a lot invisibly.
This morning, Master Yun Yi was still wondering about the origin of the immortal-grade wind-type dagger that Ye Feng was auctioning in front of Lingbao Pavilion.
Now Master Yun Yi has been misled by these four magic swords.
It is estimated that the wind-type short blade was also obtained by Ye Feng from Cave No. 1.
Ye Feng had just put away the four magic swords when the door of the palace creaked open.
Everyone turned to look.
Still only a gap was opened.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi, Xu Kai, and Yu Hai, who had his arm cut off when he impersonated Fu Jinghong last time, were escorted in.
When these three people came in and saw such a big scene in the hall, they all turned pale.
Seeing these three people coming, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.
He knew that his work as a witness for the day was basically over.
The three of them were escorted by several men in blue clothes, walked tremblingly through the long hall, and came in front of Yulin and Ye Feng.
Seeing four familiar heads on the ground, the three of them trembled with fear.
He knelt on the ground and dared not look up.
Master Yulin said slowly, "Who are these three?"
Fu Tu said calmly, "The sixth disciple of the master, Lin Yi; the young disciple of Yu Chenzi, Xu Kai; and Yu Hai, the registered disciple of Fairy Yun Lian and her junior sister Liu Shuang..."
The sky gradually darkened, and the thousands of elders in the square who were trapped in the Immortal Trapping Formation became increasingly agitated.
But there was nothing they could do.
The leader issued an order that everyone must stay in the square and no one could move around at will.
Several hours passed, and all the disciples of Yunhai Sect still didn't know what happened on the top of the mountain.
In Xianling Valley, the guys and shareholders of Lingbao Pavilion thought that there would be fewer people in Lingbao Pavilion in the afternoon.
Unexpectedly, Lingbao Pavilion welcomed the largest number of visitors of the day at dusk.
Many outer disciples have to work during the day and only get off work when it is almost dark.
The activities of Lingbao Pavilion are real and effective. Many people have bought a lot of cultivation resources at low prices, and some have even obtained them for free. This news has been spreading like wildfire among the outer disciples today.
As soon as they got off work, these outer disciples immediately rushed towards the valley.
The level of noise in Xianling Valley today seems to be far greater than during the period of fighting.
Especially the queue in front of Lingbao Pavilion almost stretched to the entrance of the valley.
Originally, Yue Yinling said that she had ordered food and drinks at Yunhai Pavilion, which would close at dusk.
Looking at the situation, if we close the shop at night, these people will destroy Lingbao Pavilion.
Everyone in the shop is very busy now, and no one mentions closing the shop.
Everyone worked at full capacity.
But some people kept complaining that it was the first day of the store's opening and it was so busy, but why was Ye Feng, the head shopkeeper, nowhere to be seen?
In the back mountain is the ancestral temple.
Mo Zhu stood on tiptoe, holding up a bamboo pole, and hung the two huge white lanterns at the entrance of the ancestral hall.
Then, Mo Zhu sat on the doorstep in a daze.
Ye Feng left, Mo Zhu also left, and the ancestral hall seemed to have returned to the tranquility and boredom that had lasted for thousands of years.
She is a young female ghost who has been sealed in a spiritual painting for so many years and still cannot get used to loneliness.
In the ancestral hall, Dugu Chan and Su Xiaoli were sitting opposite each other drinking tea.
Su Xiaoli is still as gentle and beautiful as ever.
The charm that she exudes unintentionally in her every gesture will make any man in the world intoxicated.
Of course, except for the unromantic old man in front of her.
"Old Chan, why did you think of asking me over for tea today? Have you had enough of Mo Zhu and want me to serve you? If it were five or six hundred years ago, or three or four hundred years ago, I would have been happy to accompany you, but now you... are wrinkled and gray-haired, and I really can't get interested."
Dugu Chan said, "Hey, Miss Xiaoli, in your White Fox clan, besides the things between men and women, is there nothing else?"
Su Xiaoli chuckled, "Haha, then you've never tasted the sexual experience of a man and a woman, otherwise you wouldn't question me. Okay, I'm not going to joke with you, a thousand-year-old virgin. Tell me, what brings you here today?"
Dugu Chan shook his head and said, "Nothing, it's just that Shen Lin is going to attack that group of people today. I can feel that the top of Xingluo Mountain is shrouded by the immortal magic array. I estimate that many people will die on the mountaintop today. I am not in a good mood, so I asked you to have a cup of tea and talk."
Su Xiaoli raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh, Shen Lin has taken action to eliminate these termites from the Yunhai Sect. You should be happy. Why are you in a bad mood?"
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