Master of Magic

Chapter 3 Zongmen
Then he flicked his fingers, the light of the space ring in his hand flickered slightly, and a white scroll appeared in his hand, and he said with a smile: "Of course I won't let you go to death, the white scroll in my hand records the level and strength of the monster. There are some safe routes, wait for you to become a cultivator and then gather medicine for me, firstly to complete my task, secondly to experience, the best of both worlds."

At this time, Zilong handed the white scroll to Ye Fengqing. Ye Fengqing took the white scroll and looked carefully at the notes on it. His brows raised slightly, and then his eyes shifted to Zilong, promising: "Okay! I will definitely complete the task."

"Well! If that's the case, it's over here, I'll take you to see the senior brother immediately." Zilong nodded and said, "Floating clouds!"

After Zilong finished speaking, a white air flow appeared under Ye Fengqing's feet, and began to wrap around his legs. An invisible force supported his whole body, and that force was very gentle and comfortable.

Ye Fengqing lowered his head and looked at his feet, the white clouds were billowing, winding between his legs, before he was ready, the white clouds turned into a cloud and rushed out of the room...

In the deep sky, a flock of birds chirped, white clouds surged, and two white columns of air remained in the sky, refusing to dissipate for a long time, and there seemed to be something moving at an extremely fast speed in the billowing clouds, accompanied by a whining sound. Woo the voice is getting louder and louder!

"Bang" suddenly something seemed to break through the clouds, and at this moment endless laughter echoed in the sky, "Haha, happy, happy..." The person who broke through the clouds was Ye Fengqing.

It was extremely cold at the heights, and Ye Fengqing's green robe fluttered in the bitter wind. The cold wind brushed across his frozen bruised cheeks, and the frost had dyed his eyebrows white, but he didn't feel the cold at all. Filled with passion, flying in the air, and soaring in the sky, isn't this what a hot-blooded man does?
"Boy, don't bark. We're almost at the hall. There are too many people. Don't lose face to the old man." Zilong on the side gave Ye Fengqing a glance and said, as if looking at a country bumpkin, he also changed his name to old man.

"Yes, I see." Ye Fengqing looked at Zilong and nodded, then stopped laughing.After a while, the outlines of some buildings appeared not far in front of Ye Fengqing. Due to the clouds, the details were not clear, so he could only see the outlines.

At this time, Zilong stared at the front and said: "In front of you, my Ziyu Immortal Sect's temple complex is also the center of it. There are a lot of people, and half of my [-] disciples of Immortal Sect are there."

"So many people? It must be very lively." Ye Feng said calmly.

"Why, boy, are you interested in joining the Purple Feather Immortal Sect?" Zilong turned his head to look at Ye Fengqing and said, "If you want to join, I can recommend you to join directly.

When Ye Fengqing heard that Zilong wanted him to join the Purple Feather Immortal Sect, he didn't agree immediately, but hesitated for a while. After all, he was still a lot unfamiliar when he first arrived in this world.

At this time Zilong saw Ye Fengqing's hesitation and said angrily: "Boy! Why are you still hesitating, do you know how many people who want to enter my Ziyu Xianmen have no chance, you are so hesitant. "

There was a hint of anger in Zilong's eyes, and it's not to blame Zilong. After all, Ziyu Xianmen accepts disciples very strictly. It's hard to choose one among ten thousand people. Now he is hesitant to open the back door for Ye Fengqing. Besides, Zilong is in The Purple Feather Immortal Sect has a lofty status. If you want to say anything, which one is not scrambling to complete it without compromise?
Then Zilong calmed down and asked again: "Boy, do you know about Ziyu Xianmen?"

Ye Fengqing shook his head.At this moment, the old man blushed with anger, pointed at Ye Fengqing's face and said: "Boy, you can, but you don't know about my Purple Feather Immortal Gate, okay, okay, let me add some knowledge to you, so that you can get to know me well Purple Feather Immortal Sect, feel its greatness, and I don’t know how your parents taught you, even the Purple Feather Immortal Sect has never heard of it.”

At this time, Zilong began to speak in high spirits: "The founder of the Ziyu Immortal Sect is Ziyu Patriarch. It is said that Ziyu Patriarch Ziyu's masters in the Tongtian stage comprehended the law of wind across the heavens for tens of thousands of miles, and no one can match it.

So the patriarch devoted himself to cultivating here to return to the Yuan, but the return to the Yuan state is not simple, the patriarch has been practicing for thousands of years but has not achieved the result, feeling helpless, he created the Purple Feather Immortal Gate, accepted the migration of the sect, and bestowed the Dafa , Teach each disciple carefully, hoping that they can complete the unfinished path of the patriarch.

Under the painstaking guidance of the patriarch, Huangtian paid off, and seven ninety-nine Guiyuan masters appeared. These are the seven Tianyun sects known to the world.

They are the second-generation disciples of my Purple Feather Immortal Sect. The seven patriarchs followed Ziyu Patriarch to fight north and south and became one of the top ten forces in the Tianyun Realm.

Maybe it's because of countless life and death experiences!Patriarch Ziyu's cultivation has made great progress, and he has also achieved the position of Grand Master of Guiyuan. Patriarch Ziyu has enlightened Taoism in Tianyu Pavilion for 3 years, survived the catastrophe, and became a fairy, named Ziyu Daoist!And now it has been more than [-] years since Patriarch Zilong became an immortal. "

"The patriarch has been immortal for more than [-] years? Isn't it even more powerful now?" Ye Fengqing said in surprise.

"That's right, in the past 10 years, not only the patriarch has become immortal alone, but also seven disciples of the patriarch. These seven patriarchs have become immortals 5 years after Patriarch Ziyu." Zilong descended slowly in the clouds and said, " What a pity, hey!"

"What a pity?" Ye Fengqing looked at Zilong who was frowning slightly and asked in doubt.

"It's a pity that no one in the Three Realms has become a fairy in the past 3 years!" Zilong shook his head and said, his eyes were full of hesitation and helplessness. He didn't know if he could become a fairy. The fact that no one in the Three Realms has become a fairy for thousands of years has hit Zilong.

"No one in the Three Realms has become a fairy now?!" Ye Fengqing was also shocked by this news.

"Not bad!" Zilong looked at Ye Fengqing and nodded in affirmation.Then he turned his head and stared at the front and sighed, "Among the three worlds, except for the top ten masters who still have a chance to become immortals, the others are probably out of reach."

"Ten Great Masters?" Ye Fengqing asked, "Which Ten Great Masters?"

Speaking of the ten great masters, Zilong's dark eyes suddenly burst into fiery expressions, and he said slowly: "The ten great masters represent the strongest existence in the three realms below the immortals, and they change every thousand years. Of course, those who are capable can still be maintained. It is said that every master is a legend, which requires you to dig slowly and savor it carefully."

"Tricking people's appetite!" Ye Fengqing rolled his eyes, but thought in his heart, "Ten great masters of the Three Realms? I want to become a master in the future, not only a master! I also want to become a fairy, and I want to go back to earth to find my parents!"

At this time, Ye Fengqing clenched his fists tightly, and a monstrous will surged out of his dark eyes.Under this will, Zilong was touched, his face changed slightly, and he said: "What are you thinking, let's go down."

Above the floating clouds, Zilong and Ye Fengqing swept down sideways, the clouds gradually parted, and a group of palaces with ingenious craftsmanship emerged one after another...

(End of this chapter)