Genius Sword Immortal

Now Ye Feng is worried that it is not enough to repair, and there is no Heavenly Spirit Stone, unable to activate the cross-border transmission array.

Ye Feng is very fortunate that what will soon be discussed at the Zen Convention of Geranium is something that can cross the boundaries of another world. This is the right trip.

I don't know what that broken boundary is, but listening to the tone of Master Zen seems to attach great importance to it.

Even this Zen Convention is not open to the public, and some ordinary disciples of Happy Zen are not eligible to participate. You know, in the past, Zen congresses always go where they want to go, provided, of course, that they belong to the disciples of Zen.

The Zen congress is attended by deep Zen practitioners and has great influence in the geranium practice world.

Perhaps because they all belong to the same Zen sect, the Happy Zen sect invites other Zen sects to come and discuss the things that break the boundaries.

From the translation of the housewife, Ye Feng learned that the key to this Zen Buddhist desire to get something that breaks the boundaries is on one person, called the Deer Zen Master, who is now closely guarded and locked somewhere in the Happy Zen Buddhist.

Ye Feng has not heard the name of this person, nor does his mother's house.

In the Happy Zen Sect, this is considered confidential.

Cold nights descend.

The whole valley where Happy Zen is situated is filled with ambiguous vibes, and many women are brought in to serve the dignitaries who come to the Zen Convention.

On this occasion, Ye Feng snuck out of the room quietly.

If someone asks, the housekeeper will tell them that Ye Feng went to the bathroom.

And his actual purpose was to thoroughly explore the entire territory of the Happy Zen sect. It doesn't take too long because there's a god around, even if it takes a walk around.

If the purpose of this visit to Geranium can be achieved, Ye Feng doesn't even have to wait until tomorrow to leave the place even at night.

After a circle around the whole Happy Zen sect, Ye Feng did not find any suspicious place, there was only one Buddha tower holding many monks.

Thinking about it, he came to the outside of this Buddha Tower, and the Shadow Fairy gently followed his footsteps, “Sneaking" into it a few moments later.

This Buddha tower is manned by many highly trained practitioners, but none of them has discovered Ye Feng's invasion.

“Master Dead Branch, smell the deer Zen Master, don't know if I can find one of them...”

Ye Feng thought, floating lightly up the stairs.

This Buddha tower holds a monk on each floor, or other practitioners, some of whom are not low. Even on the mahogany staircase, you will see a number of patrolling Happy Zen disciples, very closely guarded.

Ye Feng doesn't even know who is being held on which level, Master Dead Branch and Master Deer Zen. He hasn't seen any of them. It's quite a hassle to find them.

Soon, however, he found himself overwhelmed.

Because of the entire Buddha tower, a total of eighteen floors, nine monks were imprisoned, only one of them appeared to be Chinese, and the rest were geranium monks.

Ye Feng is invisible, hidden on the eighteenth floor of the Forta, on the top floor.

At first glance, a 50-year-old Chinese statesman and monk were being held on the top floor, keeping an eye on the gods, while outside the room, two century-old monks were being guarded.

This guard force is much stronger than those floors down there.

“Master Dead Branch? Smell Deer Zen? ”

Ye Feng was somewhat suspicious, crossed the wall, and made a magical fairy sound to the Chinese nation and Sang in the room.

In Tang Xue Feng's complaint, Master Dead Branch was an old man twenty years ago, and was cultivated deep beyond Tang Xue Feng. And in front of the Chinese nation and the monks, God detected that it was only about a hundred years old.

The appearance of the practitioner may become younger as a result of being deeply cultivated, but this has rarely been reversed or has been abandoned.

The likelihood is equally modest.

Therefore, there is very little chance that the Chinese State and the Sang Dynasty Master will be present, but Ye Feng asked a few questions in order to see each other's reaction.

Upon hearing the eight words of Ye Feng questioning the magical fairy sounds, the Chinese country in the room and Sang opened their eyes suddenly, their eyes were soft, but deeper but tough, extremely brilliant.

With some confusion in his eyes, the monk looked out at the door of the room and saw that the two old monks guarding him had not opened their eyes, apparently not the two old monks shouting at him.

Moreover, the two old monks did not recognize the sound just made.

- Who is it?

China and Shang are a little out of their minds.

“I'm here to save you, if you're one of the Deer Zen or Dead Branch Masters, please nod your head. ”

Ye Feng's magical fairy voice continues to spread.

This time, China and Shang can be sure that they are not hallucinations, but that someone is actually talking to him, and the sound goes directly into his ear.

However, listening to voices seems to be young, at this age, it is amazing to use the propaganda door, right?

Most importantly, Ye Feng spoke Mandarin in China, making the monk feel friendly at once.

Slowly, the monk nodded.

Just for the next moment.

Psst!

The dark blue sword flashed suddenly, the Tai Chi empty sword!

As soon as the Chinese nation and Sang-sang saw the two old monks who had guarded him so deeply, they could not resist being slit by a string of swordlights, fresh. Blood sprayed out.

Immediately afterwards, a bright white flame flashed, and the blazing ball burned the bodies of the two men silently, leaving no residue behind.

The strong man who was built in 100 years is now nothing but scum in Ye Feng's eyes.

Afterwards, Ye Feng's figure in a black shirt appeared at the door of the room, staring over ten meters into the Chinese country and sang in the room, still holding the blue sword in his hand.

The Chinese State and Sang saw Ye Feng's figure appearing like a ghost. He couldn't help but get up.

He never thought that he would be held in the most heavily guarded part of Geranium Zen sect, and someone would come to save him!

“How dare you sniff deer Zen master? ”

Ye Fengwang looked at each other and the magical fairy sounds came out and asked.

“Exactly. ”

China and Sang nodded slowly and frowned slightly at Ye Feng: “I don't know who the little brother is, who is the master? ”

“I'm from China, looking for Master Dead Branch. ”

Ye Feng said, pulling out a piece of red cloth found in Putuo Mountain: "Because someone told me it was a joyous Zen thing, so come and take a look. ”

“Alas.”

Master Deer Zen sighed, his eyes fluttered: “That's the old master, he was taken here ten years ago, and now his soul is rejoicing...”

Master Dead Branch is dead!

Ye Feng was one of the stunners. I didn't expect to smell that Deer Zen Master was actually the disciple of Dead Branch Master.