Ye Feng's sermon did not end until the afternoon.
Besides specific cultivation techniques
He recounted the entire process of cultivation, the comprehension of techniques, and even his own conjectures about combining the magical combat power of others.
During this explanation, many Qi Refining disciples were able to draw inferences from the examples, gain inspiration, and directly advance to a minor level.
"Sect Master, what is the purpose of our cultivation?"
After hearing Ye Feng recount the Great Battle of the East Sea, in which countless Nascent Soul cultivators perished and spiritual rain fell for most of the day...
Fang Xue finally couldn't help but ask.
Perhaps she once had a goal, but that goal disappeared without her realizing it.
What is the purpose of cultivation?
That's a great question!
Ye Feng glanced in the direction of the sunset.
He said with a smile,
"As for me, I'm just a lustful mortal. My goal is to find many like-minded fairies, and then cultivate together to a very high realm, so that we can have a long life and travel around freely and enjoy ourselves!"
A long life... carefree and at ease!
Mu Yufeng's beautiful eyes revealed longing. How wonderful it would be if she could always follow Brother Ye, traveling and enjoying life together.
A lustful vulgar person...
Yang Dan, Fang Xue, and the other women all looked at each other with disbelief.
Xiao Xuan smiled from a distance, then couldn't help but spit out a curse.
Ye Feng observed the crowd's reactions but offered no explanation.
He stood up, extended his hand, and Thousand Illusions instantly appeared in his hand.
In short, it can be summed up in two sentences!
"Eagles soar in the sky, fish swim in the shallows!"
"All things under the frosty sky compete freely!"
"free!"
...
His resolute voice echoed through the valley.
Immediately afterwards,
"Clang!"
A sword rang out from Qianhuan's body.
Not only Qianhuan, but the swords in the hands of everyone below the stage also trembled and shook at the same time!
Xiao Xuan's eyes showed shock.
This is....
Sword Intent!
Legend has it that only those who are loyal to the sword and single-minded in their devotion can develop sword intent...
But Ye Feng?
Just to guarantee that carefree freedom?!
Everyone was stunned by Ye Feng's final words, and this time, even more people were plunged into a state of sudden enlightenment.
Ye Feng, with a single step, vanished from the spot!
Outside the formation,
The main cannon of an unfamiliar mid-grade spirit treasure flying boat is gathering energy.
Gathering complete!
"boom--"
A beam of energy nearly five meters thick blasted directly towards the area below the characters "Penglai".
If this attack lands, the formation will naturally be unharmed.
However, this signboard with those two characters might lose its power supply and disappear...
Just as the beam of light was about to reach them, the people inside the airship felt a blur in their vision.
A figure stood in front of the word "two".
"Nascent Soul stage?"
"They actually dare to withstand a mid-level main gun?"
"It seems that this greeting was somewhat impolite..."
In the eyes of the three, directly withstanding the main cannon of a mid-grade spiritual treasure, which was equivalent to a strike from a Nascent Soul cultivator, was a formidable opponent.
Even if this person doesn't die, he'll be badly injured...
But soon, an accident occurred.
The figure ahead calmly swung his sword...
Just one sword strike!
The sword energy, stretching for a hundred meters, cleaved the cannon beam in two.
The two cannon shots flew directly past the words "Penglai" and disappeared into the unknown.
Before the three could even register their shock, the sword energy that had been splitting off from the cannon fire continued its rapid approach, instantly reaching the airship...
"careful!"
"defense!"
...
"boom!!"
The shockwave from the explosion stretched for dozens of miles.
Many low-level cultivators who were looking to join the Penglai Sect in the distance quickly clung to large trees and hid behind rocks.
"What's going on? Is a major battle about to break out?"
"This is... the sect establishment challenge! If you want to establish a sect, you must accept challenges from nearby sects!"
"Oh no, we've come at the worst possible time! Everyone, run!"
...
At a shout, many low-level cultivators fled in all directions.
However, some experts, confident in their own strength and ability to withstand the aftershocks, stood watching from a distance of twenty or thirty miles away.
As the smoke cleared, the flying boat, struck by the sword energy, was revealed.
"That's... the symbol of Chunyang Palace!"
"The Ten Great Sects!"
"Chunyang Palace!"
...
Even after the sword strike, the flying boat remained floating in the sky.
Ye Feng remained calm, gazing ahead.
Just moments later, thick smoke suddenly billowed from the airship.
"Ugh..."
As if in mournful cry, the once unscathed airship gradually began to tilt and plummet downwards...
"boom!!"
The 100-meter-long airship crashed to the ground, creating a huge crater.
"Damn it! My Flying Ship!"
The rescue failed, and the people inside were unable to stop the airship from falling, so they had no choice but to teleport out.
"You brat, how could you be so ruthless? We were just greeting you, and you destroyed my flying boat?"
The one speaking was the man on the left, who appeared to be around thirty years old.
The man in the middle, with a square face and a solemn expression, appeared to be around forty years old.
The man on the right is rather short and is fifty years old!
Ye Feng remained silent, merely observing the three of them calmly.
In the middle: "Pure Yang Palace, genius!"
Right side: "A prodigy!"
Left side: "Hmph, what a talent!"
Together: "The Three Pure Yang Talents greet fellow Daoists!"
Only then did Ye Feng regain his signature smile.
He made a sword-finger gesture with his hand and nodded.
"Penglai! Han Li!"
Genius True Monarch: "Fellow Daoist, you were able to break through the defenses of a mid-grade spiritual treasure flying boat with a single strike, and even penetrate the hardest ram to hit the interior of the flying boat. You already possess the combat power of a Nascent Soul cultivator. I never imagined that Tiannan would have such a powerful Nascent Soul cultivator... May I ask what the name of that sword move you just used is?"
"That move just now..."
This move was the complete release of his sudden understanding of sword intent after lecturing for most of the day; strictly speaking, it wasn't even a sword technique.
But in a way, it can be considered a sword move.
As long as the sword intent is continuously accumulated, the power of this sword strike may become even stronger!
"Let's call it Frosty Sky!"
"Frosty Sky?!"
The genius True Monarch's eyes narrowed. The key wasn't the name of the sword move, but the tone in which Ye Feng spoke it.
A temporary name!
Could it be that he just created it?
"Why bother talking to him? So what if he's at the Nascent Soul stage? How dare he defy the dignity of my Pure Yang Sect? Let's fight him first!"
The Talented True Lord spoke with some annoyance, his aura condensing and soaring into the sky, pushing the clouds several miles away!
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.
This power is already no weaker than that of a peak Nascent Soul cultivator from the East Sea who can trigger celestial phenomena.
Moreover, the three of them stood in a way that subtly formed a formation, their auras connected, mutually supporting each other.
The Ten Great Sects are indeed not to be underestimated.
Knowing full well that he possessed the combat power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, he still disregarded everything and prepared to continue his attack.
This demonstrates the opponent's strength and unwavering confidence!
If I underestimate them because I captured Jade Demon True Monarch in a sneak attack, I might really suffer a loss...
Genius True Lord:
"Although your strength is astonishing, your forceful occupation of my Qingyun Sect's territory involves the honor of the sect. We have no choice but to fight back. If Han Zhenjun can withstand the combined efforts of the three of us, then my Chunyang Palace will let this matter rest!"
Three Nascent Soul cultivators are actually able to represent the sect!
Ye Feng's expression was solemn, his right hand pointing the longsword diagonally, his left hand slightly raised.
"Alright! The three of you, please go ahead and do as you please..."
"I will try my best not to hurt you!"
...
This time, not only was the Talent True Lord already furious, but even the Earth Talent True Lord on the far right showed anger.
"Then let's see who's the real deal!"
"The Three Powers!"
"Sword Formation!"
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