Not long after Ye Zhenfeng fell asleep, someone broke into the forbidden area.
Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps on the glazed tiles on the side, and I saw a black shadow coming, looking down and saying: "Hey! So it's here!"
The man turned over and was none other than Netherworld Evil Lord Xie Haixinglan.
Zhen Qianqiu opened one eye and looked at the person coming, asking: "Who is it?"
"The Netherworld Evil Lord—Evil Sea Star Blue!"
"What are you doing here?"
"I think this boy is a man of great talent, so I came here to accept him as my disciple."
"Oh?" Zhen Qianqiu raised an eyebrow and smiled, thinking that Ye Zhenfeng didn't have a martial spirit, so why did he take it in? It was clear that what he was saying was not good, so he said: "What is the purpose of talking well?"
"Ah hahaha! Old guy, I didn't expect you to be quite smart. It's okay... I just took a fancy to this kid's Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword and wanted to take him as my disciple and let him break the blood contract with the Iron-Blooded Cangming Sword. , give it to me as a gift."
Zhen Qianqiu snorted disdainfully and said: "Hmph, is there no magic weapon suitable for you in all the nine continents? You must take what others have!"
"Old man, don't talk nonsense. Don't make me angry, otherwise I will take your head!"
"What an arrogant guy. I just woke up. I haven't exercised my muscles for so many years. If you want to fight, I can help you!" Zhen Qianqiu stretched his waist and said.
"What an arrogant guy, who are you?"
"It's easy to say, this kid's master - Zhen Qianqiu!" Zhen Qianqiu stood up, waved his left hand, and set up a protective barrier around Ye Zhenfeng.
Evil Starfish Lan gritted his teeth and sneered, saying: "Hey! Old man, you should be buried in the grave by the look of you. Since you want to fight, I, Netherworld Evil Lord Evil Starfish Lan, will give you a ride!"
After Xie Haixinglan finished speaking, he jumped down. Zhen Qianqiu's gray robe flashed, and he flew up with a kick. The two started fighting in the air.
The two powerful auras collided and emitted a powerful explosion, just like two falling stars from the sky colliding with each other, emitting a dazzling light.
Ye Zhenfeng's soul consciousness has entered a strange place, where it is surrounded by a galaxy like the Milky Way. The blue starry sky surrounds him, and lavender lotus flowers float in the air. Each lotus flower is extremely beautiful.
He walked in the middle and found that the transparent part under his feet turned out to be water, and he would not fall down while standing above him.
Is this a dream of freedom?
He looked around in surprise, only to feel the soft sound of wind passing by his ears, and the surroundings were filled with fairy spirit. He let out a long sigh, and then sat cross-legged on the water, like a ripple.
Ye Zhenfeng secretly activated the Liuhe Bahuang Observation Method, and found that his body was filled with strange spiritual power. This spiritual power was purer and much more powerful than the martial spirit. Could this be the legendary divine martial spirit?
Outside, Xie Haixinglan was knocked away by Zhen Qianqiu, with a look of horror on his face and blood stains on his mouth. He stretched out his hand to cover his chest and gasped: "Old man! Who are you? Are you so powerful?"
Zhen Qianqiu sneered, clasped his hands behind his back, and said proudly: "I am afraid of scaring you when I say this. If you promise to kowtow and call me grandpa immediately, I will let you go!"
"Bah - old man, do you really think that I am afraid of you!" Xie Haixinglan stood up, brandished ten golden finger knives, and said: "Part 1 of the Holy Sect, open! The finger knives transform——"
The Golden Finger Sword turned into ten flying knives, each one as tall as a person, whizzing towards Zhen Qianqiu, like thunder crushing him.
Zhen Qianqiu said happily: "Hey! I didn't expect you to be a master of the Holy Sect, hehe!"
Seeing that he refused to dodge, he actually waved out his palms, and a powerful white spiritual power rolled up the golden finger knife like a tornado, and then sent it back to Xie Haixinglan's side.
I saw ten golden finger knives, like halberds, inserted directly around the roof, trapping Xie Haixinglan firmly inside.
Evil Sea Star Lan stared at the golden finger knives around him, all of them were twisted and deformed.
He couldn't help shouting in horror: "Ah - old man, what kind of monster are you? How could it be possible -"
Seeing Xie Haixinglan's frightened look, Zhen Qianqiu smiled proudly, and then walked towards him.
Xie Haixinglan wanted to fight back, but unexpectedly he came to him very quickly and punched him hard in the face.
"Don't run away in a hurry, stay and play with me first!"
"Old monster, you are not human -" Xie Haixinglan held his swollen face and ran away in a hurry.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Qianqiu had already chased him out. He finally caught a master who was willing to fight, so how could he let him go so easily?
In this way, Zhen Qianqiu tortured Xie Haixinglan for seven days. On the seventh day, Ye Zhenfeng woke up.
"Master..."
Ye Zhenfeng rubbed his eyes and saw Xie Haixinglan, whose face was covered in bruises and swelling, holding a tray in both hands and kneeling next to Zhen Qianqiu.
On the tray was a pot of wine and a wine glass. It was obvious that Zhen Qianqiu had easily made a master of the Holy Sect his servant.
When he saw Ye Zhenfeng waking up, he said: "That's right, that's right! You have been blessed with seven days of good fortune in your dream, so it's not in vain for me to give you all my efforts!"
"My disciple, thank you Master!"
Ye Zhenfeng looked at Xie Haixinglan, who looked embarrassed, and said in confusion: "Master... this person looks familiar. I seem to have seen him at Bu Forget Villa."
Zhen Qianqiu picked up the wine glass, took a sip, then laughed loudly and said: "Oh... this person claims to be some kind of Netherworld Evil Lord Xie Haixing Lan. He followed you all the way. He said he wanted to... worship you as his teacher."
"Ah?!" Ye Zhenfeng was stunned.
"What?!" Xie Haixinglan's eyes widened, and his swollen cheeks looked like they were holding two walnuts, which looked very funny.
He thought to himself, I'm obviously here to recruit a disciple, so what's the point of becoming a disciple, you old fool!
Ye Zhenfeng said hurriedly: "Master, are you kidding me?"
Zhen Qianqiu said: "Ah, it's okay. Master made the promise for you while you were sleeping. From now on, this guy named Netherworld Evil Lord will be your disciple, and you can send him to do whatever you want."
"Ah - old man, what are you talking about? A scholar cannot be killed!" Xie Haixinglan overturned the wine bottle and stood up abruptly.
"Okay." Zhen Qianqiuyun gently pulled out a gold-finger knife and swung it towards his neck with his backhand.
Xie Haixinglan was startled and thought to herself, old man, you are really killing me! He hurriedly reached out to block his neck, only to see that the golden finger knife was very sharp and had already scratched the palm of his hand.
At the same time, Zhen Qianqiu's gray robe swept away, grabbed Ye Zhenfeng's hand, swiped his fingertips, and took out a drop of blood from his fingertips.
I saw him throwing the two's blood into the sky, a golden light flashed, and a circular totem appeared, sucking away the two's blood in an instant.
The golden totem turned into two red totems, one on the left and one on the right, flying towards the two of them, and then imprinted on their palms.
Ye Zhenfeng felt a burning pain in his palm. He raised his hand and saw a red contract totem in his palm. The red light flashed and disappeared.
Xie Haixinglan clenched his fists and said angrily: "Old man, what have you done?"
"It's easy to say, I have signed a blood contract between your master and apprentice. As a disciple, you cannot do the following, otherwise you will suffer the heartbreaking pain of rotting bones! Haha!"
Xie Haixinglan clenched his fists and said: "What nonsense is this? I am a majestic Netherworld Evil Lord. I am a free body. How can I be manipulated by others? The worst is, I will kill this kid!"
After he finished speaking, he raised the five fingers of his right hand high, and mercilessly grabbed the golden hand knife towards Ye Zhenfeng's face.
The speed was so fast that Ye Zhenfeng was stunned. Just when the golden hand knife was just inches away from his face, Xie Haixinglan stopped his hand abruptly.
"Ah -" He raised his head and yelled, stretched out his left hand to cover his chest, the muscles on his face were almost twisted together, and he gritted his teeth in pain.
"Old man - you! What kind of blood contract did you give me? Why is this happening?" He clenched his fist and shouted angrily.
Zhen Qianqiu smiled slightly and said: "I advise you not to waste your efforts. What I gave you is an ancient blood contract. I can guarantee that no one in this world can break it except me. If you want to commit the following crime and kill the master, this kind of Even if you think about it, it will cause you to suffer the pain of rotting bones and biting your heart."
After Zhen Qianqiu finished speaking, he waved his gray robe, then sat down next to the stone pier and said, "Xie Haixinglan, why don't you kneel down and become your disciple?"
Evil Sea Star Lan reluctantly knelt down, then kowtowed to Ye Zhenfeng to acknowledge his master: "Netherworld Evil Master... Evil Sea Star Lan, pay homage to the master!"
"Uh..." Ye Zhenfeng scratched his head, then turned to look at Zhen Qianqiu with the corner of his mouth twitching, wondering why he insisted on accepting this guy as his disciple?
Zhen Qianqiu nodded to him, and then he stepped forward and said: "Ahem... Well, get up, disciple."
Xie Haixinglan stood up, with a handsome and evil face full of resentment, but she couldn't move him, so her face was red with anger.
Zhen Qianqiu raised his head and laughed loudly, saying: "Xie Haixinglan, since you have kowtowed to become my master, you can't go back on your word!"
"Old man - you!" He thought to himself, you are forcing a good girl into prostitution, and I can't regret it even if I want to.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Qianqiu said with a smile: "Since you have paid homage to the master, why don't you come and pay homage to the master soon..."
He clenched his fists, frowned, and said angrily: "What? Master! Old man, you...are you disgusting me?"
"Hehe! No, I just want to take advantage of you, my little disciple!"
"Ah——" Xie Haixinglan was as angry as a shaking head of a lion. It turned out that this old guy had gone in such a big circle just to make herself his grandson!
He is a majestic Netherworld Evil Lord, with great power all over the world, but now he is asked to worship a fledgling boy as his disciple, and he is also called his disciple. He really has nowhere to vent his anger.
Unexpectedly, Zhen Qianqiu didn't care whether he agreed or not. With a wave of one hand, a gust of wind hit Xie Haixinglan's knees. He instantly fell to the ground and fell to the ground.
But Zhen Qianqiu smiled evilly and said, "My dear disciple, there is no need to pay such a big courtesy!"
Xie Haixinglan quickly stood up and looked around. Fortunately, no one saw today's scandal. Otherwise, how could he be called the dignified Netherworld Evil Lord?
He spat out the sand in his mouth, and then said viciously: "It's okay now!"
After saying that, he turned around and opened his soul wings and was about to fly away, but unexpectedly his feet were restrained by Zhen Qianqiu's spiritual power. He said, "What's the hurry?"
