The sky was gloomy, shrouded in a layer of black and gray.
This kind of weather is like the mood of many disciples of the Li Shui Sword Sect, which is depressed, dull, and filled with sorrow.
After hearing the news of Li Yuanhang's death, every disciple of the Li Shui Sword Sect would have a look of deep sadness on his face.
Although when Li Yuanhang was alive, almost every disciple hated this elder who had a straight face all day long, but when these disciples learned the news of Li Yuanhang's death, their hearts still hurt as if they were being cut with a knife.
The Great Elder is strict, but he is the most caring towards the disciples of the Sword Sect. Almost every disciple in the inner courtyard has been scolded by the Great Elder in the process of cultivation, and they have all received guidance from the Great Elder.
In the presbytery, the entire hall is covered with white curtains.
In the center of the white curtain, there is a layer of black curtains. Under the curtain, there is a lonely spiritual tablet.
Because the great elder died by self-explosion and no body remains, everyone can only use the spiritual tablet to replace the great elder's body and accept the worship of the disciples of the Sword Sect.
Wave after wave of disciples came from outside to the elder hall. Looking at the somewhat lonely spiritual tablet, thick mist rose in the eyes of those disciples.
At this moment, Chen Revi was cursed thousands of times. If the curse could cause death, Chen Revi would not be able to survive even if he had 180 lives.
In front of the memorial tablet, there are dozens of futons.
In the middle of these futons, Ye Feng knelt on his knees, his face full of sadness.
He has been kneeling here for three days and three nights, and his body has lost consciousness.
But even so, he still didn't want to get up. He just wanted to accompany the great elder quietly and send him into a new reincarnation.
Behind Ye Feng, Hai Wuya, whose eyes were also wet, slowly came to him.
He originally wanted to say something, but when he saw Ye Feng's slightly purple eyes, he swallowed back the words that came to his lips.
After a long silence, Hai Wuya shook his head and exited the elders' hall. Just as he left, Chen Ling and several other elders entered the elders' hall.
Looking at Ye Feng who was still kneeling in front of the mourning hall, Chen Ling felt a lump in his throat.
Kneeling down on the futon next to Ye Feng, Chen Ling took the incense offered by another elder.
"Great Elder, don't worry, your sacrifice will never be in vain. Sect Master Hai has said that no matter how strong the Ancient Forest Sword Sect is, a war this time will be inevitable. In half a year, at most half a year, the Lishui Sword Sect will defeat the Ancient Forest Sword Sect.
." With that said, Chen Ling kowtowed to the spiritual throne regardless of his status, and then inserted the incense candle on the altar.
"Half a year, half a year later?" Ye Feng looked at Chen Ling with blank eyes.
Yes, he only has this half a year left. After half a year, the time agreed by the great elder and Chen Kusi will come, and at that time he will have an upright battle with Chen Kusi.
"Elder Chen, I want to see Sect Master Hai." Ye Feng, who had not spoken for three days, suddenly said in a hoarse voice.
Hearing Ye Feng suddenly spoke, Chen Ling was slightly startled, and then a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
What he feared most was that Ye Feng could not withstand such a blow and would sink. But now he knew that Ye Feng was not crushed by the bad news, but instead became more motivated.
"Okay, okay. Sect Master Hai has been waiting for you!" Chen Ling said two good words in succession and stood up in a hurry.
Beside him, Ye Feng put his hands on the ground and spent a lot of energy before he managed to get up from the ground with his stiff legs.
"Come with me, Sect Leader Hai is outside the Elder Hall." Chen Ling said in a low voice.
Ye Feng remained silent and followed Chen Ling closely to the outside of the elders' hall.
In the open space outside the Presbyterian Church, Hai Wuya put his hands behind his back and looked up at the gloomy and gray sky.
For a person like him, there is no way to shed tears. In moments of sadness, he would rather look up at the sky and let tears well up in his eyes rather than let them flow down.
"Sect Master, Ye Feng is here." Chen Ling stood behind Hai Wuya and whispered.
Hai Wuya slowly lowered his head and looked straight for a moment. The mist in his eyes turned into a mist and quietly evaporated.
Looking at Ye Feng, whose strange purple eyes gradually faded, Hai Wuya nodded secretly.
Everyone can grieve, but not everyone can cheer up in grief. Hai Wuya knows very well that if Ye Feng can come to him, he must have recovered from his grief. If he can turn this grief into
If his fighting spirit is strong, his strength will reach new breakthroughs again.
"Sect Master, I would like to ask you to open the Li Shui Sword Tomb for me." Ye Feng said calmly.
"You want to enter the Li Shui Sword Tomb to practice again? Okay, I can open it for you. But before entering the Li Shui Sword Tomb, I have something to ask you. After you come out of the Li Shui Sword Tomb again, your strength will be
To what extent?" Hai Wuya asked.
Facing Hai Wuya's inquiry, Ye Feng shook his head slightly.
If it were in the past, he would definitely tell Hai Wuya arrogantly that if he breaks through again, he will become an eighth-level swordsman, or even a powerful swordsman.
But now, Li Yuanhang's death has caused a great change in Ye Feng's temperament. He will no longer be as arrogant and arrogant as in the past, and he will not make any big promises until he fulfills them.
"I don't know, but I will try my best to maximize my strength." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
Facing Ye Feng, whose temperament had changed greatly, Hai Wuya nodded in approval.
He suddenly felt that Li Yuanhang's death was not in vain. At least after his death, someone changed because of him and his mind became stronger.
Hai Wuya took out a booklet from his arms, handed it to Ye Feng's hand, and said: "This book of light explosion swordsmanship is the swordsmanship that the great elder has been practicing over the years. Now that the great elder is dead, he has no successor.
, I will hand over this swordsmanship book to you. I hope that the next time I see you break through the barrier, you will give me, and even the entire Li Shui Sword Sect, a surprise."
With that said, Hai Wuya nodded to Chen Ling and walked towards the Li Shui Sword Tomb.
In front of the stone monument outside the Li Shui Sword Tomb, there were only two people left at the mechanism that originally required three people to open.
Seeing Chen Ling take out two keys alone, Ye Feng's heart trembled violently again.
He knew that this key was secretly given to Chen Ling by Li Yuanhang before the duel with Chen Kesi. From then on, Li Yuanhang probably did not think that he could survive.
The door to the sword tomb slowly opened, revealing a dark passage.
When he reached the entrance of the Sword Tomb, Ye Feng suddenly stopped and returned to Hai Wuya again.
"Sect Master, this is the remaining sapphire snow lotus after my father's illness was cured. Elder Li died to protect me and this sapphire snow lotus. This snow lotus should belong to the Sword Sect." He said,
Ye Feng took out a sapphire snowdrop with three petals missing from his arms.
Looking at the well-preserved sapphire snow lotus in Ye Feng's hand, which was like a plant specimen, Hai Wuya took a deep breath.
After a slight hesitation, he nodded and reached out to take the flower.
"Ye Feng, when you enter the Lishui Sword Tomb this time, you can practice as much as you want. As for the safety of your family, don't worry about it. Now your parents and sister are all on their way to the Sword Sect. Don't worry, as long as you have the sword,
Zong, as long as I, Hai Wuya, are here, no one will dare to touch a hair of your family." Hai Wuya said loudly.
Hai Wuya's assurance made Ye Feng feel warm in his heart. He had long known that Hai Wuya sent people to rescue his father, but he didn't expect that Hai Wuya had thought so carefully and even sent people to take his parents to the Sword Sect.
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Even though he was grateful for the kindness, Ye Feng knew very well that his best reward would be to practice hard and cut off the opponent's head with his own hands in the decisive battle with Chen Revi half a year later.
Ye Feng didn't say much, turned around and walked straight into the Li Shui Sword Tomb. As his figure disappeared deep into the passage, the door of the Sword Tomb was closed again, and Hai Wuya and Chen Ling also walked away.
Everything inside the Sword Tomb seemed to be no different from the previous two times he entered.
After sitting down in the spacious hall outside the sword room, Ye Feng took out the blue crystal stone.
Slowly injecting a trace of vitality, the blue crystals immediately circled and flew into the top of the cave.
A bright blue brilliance burst out from the void and enveloped Ye Feng's body.
This unknown blue crystal has the effect of absorbing the aura of the sword. Compared with the aura provided by the sword, the aura contained in this crystal is richer and purer.
As the blue light enveloped Ye Feng's body, Ye Feng's body surface also bloomed with a watery silvery white light.
The silver-white light is like a big mouth that swallows everything, greedily devouring the energy of the blue sword from the outside world, and then continuously injects the newly absorbed energy into Ye Feng's limbs, bones, meridians and Dantian.
Inside the Dantian, a layer of bright white ice crystals gradually condensed on the surface of the bright crystal.
As the ice crystals become thicker, the energy inside the crystals becomes larger and larger.
After about two days passed, the ice crystals on the crystal surface stopped growing.
At this time, the energy inside the crystal had reached the point where it could no longer be vented.
There was a soft "click" sound, and a layer of tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the surface of the crystal. When the cracks spread all over the crystal, the long sword surrounding the crystal suddenly began to rotate at high speed.
The small Five Elements Sword Array rotates, producing a surging and inexplicable suction force.
Under the pull of this powerful force, the energy in the crystal spurted out like a flood.
In an instant, Ye Feng's Dantian was filled with vast and majestic energy.
This energy not only occupied his Dantian, but also filled every meridian in his body.
Under the impact of the powerful energy, the gravel-like vitality in Ye Feng's dantian was shattered one after another.
The broken vitality particles bloomed with extremely powerful energy, so that when this vitality separated from Ye Feng's body, more than a dozen long swords composed purely of vitality were condensed out of thin air in the void.
In just two days, Ye Feng completed the process of shattering his vitality and rebuilding his vitality.
And this also means that after absorbing the energy in the blue crystal, his strength has been improved again, and he has jumped from a second-level swordsman to a third-level swordsman.
After stabilizing himself at the level of third-level swordsman, Ye Feng raised his head.
His eyes touched the blue crystal suspended in the void, and lights flashed in his pupils.
Two days of absorption only made the blue crystal shrink in size.
Finding that the energy inside the blue crystal was still thick, Ye Feng had a hunch that if he absorbed all of this blue crystal, his strength would definitely reach a level that he could not even imagine before.