"no!"

"I can't promise this kind of thing!"

Bai Zihua didn't think much about it and refused to say decisively.

The Ten Directions Artifacts are related to the Demon God. Even if he is given one hundred more courage, he will not dare to violate the taboos.

"I haven't said that I'm here to ask for your opinion."

A purple light flashed in Ye Feng's eyes.

"not good!"

Bai Zihua immediately prepared for the battle and sent a message to inform the other two.

Unfortunately, he overestimated his strength.

Before there was any time to react, the Yuanhun fell into Ye Feng's control.

That night.

Not only did Bai Zi paint the painting of the God of Heaven, but the other two venerables were also hit one after another, and since then they became Ye Feng's workers.

"In this way, two of the five great immortals are my subordinates."

Ye Feng looked at the three obedient masters in front of him and said with satisfaction.

Five great immortals in this world:

Changliu's Supreme Immortal, Wuqiu's Supreme Immortal, Zixun's Supreme Immortal, Tan Fan's Supreme Immortal, Donghua's Supreme Immortal.

Among them, Bai Zihua is the strongest, and Zi Xun also deeply loves Bai Zihua.

Mastering Baizi Painting is naturally equivalent to controlling Zixiao.

Moreover, the rules of the Changliu School were the leaders of all dynasties that had to be ruthless and desireless, so it was impossible for Bai Zihua and Zixun to get married.

But in Ye Feng's hands, nothing is possible.

......

The next day.

A trace of white fish belly just appeared in the sky, and the cultivation square was already full of people.

In addition to the newcomers, there are also many disciples recruited in front.

After all, cultivation is not a simple matter. Some disciples who lack talent are stuck in a state for decades.

It is still easy to have talented existence among new students as long as they work hard to practice.

"Little Bones, it came quite early."

Ye Feng patted the girl on the shoulder.

This girl really treats herself as a disciple of the Changliu Sect?

"Hello, Master."

Hua Qiangu squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Speaking of this, you are still the head of the Shushan Sect,"

"How are you thinking about it? Should you go back and inherit Daye and become a female leader?"

Ye Feng quipped.

The head of the Shushan Sect of the previous generation met Hua Qiangu before his death, so he entrusted her with the "Six Realms Book" to her.

"don't want,"

"I don't want to be the head of the sect, I just want to be with my master."

Hua Qiangu curled his lips and said.

In three years, Ye Feng was almost like his relatives in her heart.

She wouldn't want to be the head of a sect.

"Huh--"

"It's so stingy."

Qingshui suddenly interrupted, with a smirk on his face.

"Ah, I've been eavesdropped!"

Hua Qiangu's pretty face turned red and he lowered his head shyly.

"Good morning, Lord Xiexian."

Qingshui greeted happily.

"Good morning, little girl."

Ye Feng replied with a smile.

This girl has a good personality. She knows her identity and can still be so calm.

Not long after.

With many anticipated eyes, Luo Shiyi came to the cultivation square.

“Good, good spirits,”

"Everyone line up, I'll teach sword-control today."

Luo Shiyi said with satisfaction.

Except for the second generation of immortals like Nimantian, or those with relatively strong strength, most people's reactions were quite excited.

“It’s so simple.”

Hua Qiangu muttered in a low voice.

She had learned this basic sword-control technique under Ye Feng's sect for a long time.

"Hehe, Miss,"

“Not everyone is so relaxed.”

Qingshui said with some envy.

Most people have just started learning sword control.

"Or what, I'll teach you?"

Hua Qiangu said with a smile.

"well."

Ye Feng looked at the two women, his face did not fluctuate much.

If Hua Qiangu could teach people, it would be a miracle among miracles.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, Qiangu."

Qingshui obviously didn't know yet, and he was trapped.

Hua Qiangu has worked hard to learn by himself, so don’t mention teaching others.

"It's so strong."

Qingshui couldn't help but say in surprise when she saw Hua Qiangu holding a wooden sword.

Although it is made of wood, its weight exceeds 100 kilograms.

According to Luo Shiyi's introduction, this is a sword made of Haixuan wood. The wood is born in the sea and is heavier than black iron.

“Can I pick it up with one hand…”

Ni Mantian couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

She didn't know the depth of Hua Qiangu's strength, and it was the first time she saw Hua Qiangu show her strength.

She could easily pick up an object weighing 100 pounds with one hand, but she couldn't do it anyway.

"Light water, flying with swords is actually very simple,"

"Just do this first, then this, and finally this, and then that's fine."

Hua Qiangu said seriously.

In Qingshui's gaze of doubt about life, he stepped on the wooden sword and flew into the air.

"ah?"

"What did you just say?"

Qingshui asked blankly.

"It's better to do this first, then this, and then this,"

Hua Qiangu said seriously.
To be continued...