Chapter 293 Commendation Conference

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Shushan Sword Tomb Outer Gate Square,

Under the leadership of the leader Murong Zhan, more than 8,000 disciples and more than 2,000 disciples' family members, a total of more than 10,000 people, bowed three times to the statue of Duguye, the founder of the sect.

Afterwards, all the disciples lined up neatly according to the distinction between the outer gate, the inner gate and the main peak. The disciples' family members sat in the front row.

The leader and the elders were sitting on the stage, looking at the more than 8,000 disciples with joy.

"Our Shushan Sword Tomb has already started on the road to revival. Look at all these disciples. Each of them is like the rising sun. They will be the pillars of our Shushan Sword Tomb in the future."

"Yes, this time we not only got more than a dozen spiritual veins, but also countless amethyst stones and various genius treasures. It won't be a problem to use them for hundreds of years."

"Thank you, Su Yunfei and Ye Qingcheng, these little kids!"

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The elders exchanged excitedly.

Yue Yao's great-grandmother Yue Ling also came. She sat with the head Murong Zhan. Most people already knew her identity, so they looked at her with respect.

Murong Zhan stood up and walked slowly to the center. Looking at the adoring eyes of everyone in the audience, his expression was one of uncontrollable joy.

At this moment, Murong Zhan lost his previous majesty and looked at his disciples with a smile like a gentle elder.

Everyone looked at Murong Zhan excitedly, at the leader who was about to lead the Shushan Sword Tomb to prosperity.

After calming down his excitement, Murong Zhan shouted with bright eyes and high spirits:

"This battle is the first large-scale display of swords in our Shushan Sword Tomb in five thousand years. It can be said that it shocked the world. The Shushan sword cultivator's high killing power and strong will amaze all the sects. As the leader, I’m very happy and I’m proud of you!”

Everyone could no longer restrain their excitement and applauded!

"Shushan Sword Tomb is invincible!"

"Shushan is the best swordsman in the world!"

"I feel honored to be a disciple of Shushan!"

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More than 8,000 disciples shouted from the bottom of their hearts. The sound was so loud that it startled the spirit pulses flying nearby. The captured monk who was picking up the spirit stones sadly showed disdain on his face.

But they were extremely envious in their hearts. During these few days at the Shushan Sword Tomb, they felt the unity and friendship among the Shushan disciples and the sense of belonging and honor to the sect, which they had never felt in the sect before.

Murong Zhan waved his hand, and the scene suddenly became quiet, but everyone still had an excited expression on their face.

"In this battle, our Shushan Sword Tomb made the most profits, with the most spiritual veins, spiritual stones, heavenly materials and earthly treasures, etc. Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng and Yueyao played a major role in obtaining these. , in order to obtain the maximum benefit for the sect, they risked their lives and fell into dangerous situations many times. The most dangerous one was that they did not hesitate to fight to the death with tens of thousands of monks in order to protect two super-grade spiritual veins. Without the three of them , the benefits we gain from Shushan will be reduced by more than half!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the thunderous applause. Everyone was shouting the names of Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng and Yueyao.

Su Yunfei and the other three were a little embarrassed by so many shouts and shouts.

Su Min, Gao Min and Lin Leisheng had tears in their eyes at this moment. In addition to being proud of their children, they were more afraid. They could imagine the danger at that time.

The cheers lasted for more than a quarter of an hour before they stopped, and many disciples' voices became hoarse.

Next, Murong Zhan read out the ten disciples who performed best in this battle, namely Su Yunfei, Ye Qingcheng, Yueyao, Dongfang Nan, Yang Feng, Nangong Wan'er, and the four inner disciples.

Murong Zhan announced that these ten people could not only use the trial tower unlimited times, but also put their portraits in the Sword Suppression Tower.

The Sword-Suppressing Tower is the most honorable place for the Shushan Sword Tomb. Only those who have made great contributions to the sect can have their portraits placed in the Sword-Suppressing Tower.

Compared to using the Trial Tower unlimited times, Su Yunfei and others were more excited about having their portraits enter the Sword Suppression Tower. This was the highest level.

of honor.

What makes the ten people even more excited is that in seven days they will enter the inheritance mountain of Shushan Sword Tomb.

Everyone in the audience cast envious glances, and at the same time they were happy for them.

Su Min, Gao Min and Lin Leisheng looked at their children with great pride. Ever since Su Yunfei became a monk, Su Min spoke louder in front of Gao Min than before.

Because it was Su Min who forced Su Yunfei to leave Su Village and change his destiny.

After each elder took turns to speak, the commendation meeting ended.

The next day, Li Yi called Su Yunfei to Wangqing Peak.

Looking at the stunning and talented first disciple in front of him, who repeatedly brought surprises to him, Li Yi patted Su Yunfei's shoulder with joy.

"Yunfei, you have become the King's Mirror and can cultivate the Nascent Soul!"

Su Yunfei asked:

"Master, who is Nascent Soul?"

Li Yi smiled and replied:

"The King's Mirror is also called the Nascent Soul Realm. The so-called Nascent Soul is the cultivation of the soul, which manifests into a baby. After the soul transforms into an infant, the monk's soul will be extremely powerful."

After hearing this, Su Yunfei immediately understood why Ye Qingcheng had to stay in seclusion for so long after breaking the King's Mirror. It turned out to be for the soul to transform into an infant.

Su Yunfei continued to ask:

"Master, how can I cultivate the Nascent Soul?"

"The Yuanying is the same as the golden elixir. It is divided into four types: defective, ordinary, flawless, and perfect. What kind of realm of Yuanying can be cultivated depends on the quality of the golden elixir. You are a perfect golden elixir, so there is a high probability Cultivation will produce a perfect dollar baby."

After a pause, Li Yi continued:

"To cultivate Yuanying, you need to reach the King's Mirror. For monks in this realm, the Yuanshen, which is the power of the soul, has reached a very high level. You can transform your Yuanshen into an infant. I sense that your Yuanshen is extremely powerful. After practicing, The most conservative Nascent Soul is also the flawless Nascent Soul!"

"If you want to cultivate a perfect Yuan Ying, you also need Wuji Grass, Yin Yang Fruit, Dragon Heart Wood, supplemented by Jiuding Xuanhuang Pill, Jiuqu Jinjing Pill, and the Juying Heart Technique. We have two kinds of elixirs and Wuji Grass in Shushan There is it in the Sword Tomb, and the Yin Yang Fruit and Dragon Heart Wood are holy medicines. It is impossible for other sects to borrow them. However, there are these two kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the medicine garden in Taoist Taiyi’s secret realm. We must find a way when the time comes. get."

After saying that, Li Yi looked at Su Yunfei meaningfully,

"Yunfei, if you want to become an Immortal Mirror, you must first complete the cultivation of the Dollar Baby!"

Su Yunfei showed a determined look on his face, cupped his fists and bowed deeply, and said respectfully:

"Thank you Master!"

Li Yi waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Taoist Taiyi's secret realm will be opened in one and a half months. During this time, I won't arrange anything else for you. You can practice as long as you want, and you can go wherever you want."

Su Yunfei excitedly clasped his fists again,

"Okay Master!"

After Li Yi left, Su Yunfei sat on the edge of the cliff, thinking about Master Master's explanation about Yuanying, and feeling his own Yuanshen at the same time.

Originally, his soul belonged to the normal category and was stronger than the monks of the same realm. Since he had the Soul-Slaying Sword, every time he kills a person, part of the soul power absorbed by the Soul-Slaying Sword will be transferred to him. Read the book

Over time, his soul became much stronger than that of monks in the same realm, directly catching up with the strength of the soul of emperor-level monks.

Just as he was thinking, the Red Sky Sword and the Spirit-Zlaying Sword started fighting.

Soul-cutting sword: "Call me brother!"

Chixiao Sword: "I don't! I am the master's first sword, you should call me big brother!"

Soul-Slaying Sword: "I have lived for more than 8,000 years, how old are you? I don't let you call me grandpa, I feel like I'm at a loss!"

Chixiao Sword: "Bah! It's on a first-come, first-served basis. You call me big brother!"

Soul-cutting sword: "Believe it or not, I killed your sword spirit!"

Chixiao Sword: "How dare you! If you dare to bully me, I will file a complaint with Sword Ancestor!"

Soul-cutting Sword: "You...! Forget it, for the sake of my master I won't be as knowledgeable as you!"

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The Spirit-Zlaying Sword is very arrogant, even more arrogant than top-level magic weapons such as Xiaoding Zihuhu. It is usually indifferent to Su Yunfei, and bullies Chixiao Sword and calls him big brother when nothing happens.

The Chixiao Sword was Su Yunfei's first sword, and he had the Xuanyuan Sword backing him, so he was not convinced by the Spirit Sword.

When the two swords were fine, he fought back and forth, which gave Su Yunfei a headache. He tried to persuade them several times but to no avail, so he simply let them go.

Putting away his sword, Su Yunfei decided to visit his master Ye Shanhe. He hadn't seen him for more than half a year and still missed him a little.

At first, the master mistakenly thought that he was being surrounded and killed. In a rage, he killed the two half-step immortal mirror ancestors of Jinluo Sect and Beichen Sword Sect, and seriously injured Yuan Hong, the leader of Qingyun Sect.

In contrast, Su Yunfei was extremely grateful. He went to the best restaurant in the surrounding cities, bought a lot of delicious food, and then flew to the mysterious space where his master was.

"Hi! Master! How have you slept recently?" Su Yunfei stuck his head out and shouted in a mean tone.

"Put it out if you fart!" Master's angry voice came from the hut.

Su Yunfei ran to the yard outside the hut with the vegetable box and put the food and wine on the stone table.

Snapped!

The door of the hut opened, and Master came out. Although his expression was pretending to be serious, his eyes looking at Su Yunfei were full of doting.

"Master, sit down quickly, we haven't had a drink together for more than a year!" Su Yunfei said with a smile, showing no signs of offending.

When the other disciples saw Ye Shanhe, they were all trembling with fear as if they were walking on thin ice. Only Su Yunfei had always been young and old, but Ye Shanhe never blamed him.

The two drank a jar of wine. Ye Shanhe's face was glowing red. He looked at Su Yunfei and said with appreciation:

"Boy, you were really good at the Lingxiao Sect battlefield this time. Not only did you loot a lot of treasure shops, but you also stole amethyst stones from so many monks. The craziest thing is that you kidnapped more than a hundred disciples of the sect. Old I struggled a lot when I was young, but I didn’t expect you to be more capable than me!"

Su Yunfei was proud, waved his hand, and said with a smile:

"Sword cultivators should be a little more crazy, otherwise would they still be called sword cultivators? Besides, compared to my master, my madness means nothing. You just killed two half-step immortal mirror monks!"

After saying that, Su Yunfei gave a thumbs up,