The Master's Master Can't Be a Mortal

"Headmaster martial uncle, you... How did you do it?"

Huo Yunjie quickly removed the flame from his hands and asked Ye Feng respectfully. His dissatisfaction with Ye Feng had long disappeared.

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao are also staring at Ye Feng, wondering what's going on.

Ye Feng was also flustered.

After all, he doesn't feel his cultivation, but has a high understanding of huoyun palm.

Although he knew that pointing out several mistakes of Huo Yunjie could have an effect, Ye Feng didn't expect such a good effect.

After only one try, I was promoted from beginner to Xiaocheng.

Now, Ye Feng can be sure that as long as Huo Yunjie does what he says, within three days, "huoyun palm" will be complete and hang the disciples of the same level.

Facing the doubts of the three disciples, Ye Feng flashed his eyes and lied:

"I have a very high understanding of spells. I know all kinds of spells. Of course, I can point out your mistakes. However, you must practice your spells until you get started before I can teach them. Because only when you practice the spell to the beginning can you show that you are destined for this spell. "

This is the best explanation that Ye Feng thought of at present.

Only when the disciples practice their spells to the beginner level can he reach the full level in an instant.

In that case, you can instruct the disciples in turn.

In this way, it can not only stimulate the disciples' enthusiasm to practice magic, but also tell lies.

"Really... Really?"

The three disciples all stared.

No wonder the headmaster and martial uncle asked them to practice magic before. Now when they think about it, they know that Ye Feng is waiting for him to practice magic until he gets started, and then they will give advice.

"Of course it's true. Not only the" huoyun palm ", but also the" wind spirit step "and the" iron shield skill ", I can also point you out, but the premise is to get started first."

Ye Feng lied calmly.

He looked at Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao and said, "you two hurry up and practice iron shield and wind spirit step to the beginning."

"Yes!"

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao nodded excitedly. They were more energetic and began to practice harder.

"Thank you, master martial uncle!"

Huo Yunjie solemnly knelt in front of Ye Feng and kowtowed three times in a row, which startled Ye Feng.

"You can stay when the sect is in danger. Of course, our leader will not treat you badly. Continue to cultivate huoyun palm and strive for perfection in three days." Ye Feng patted Huo Yunjie on the shoulder and placed high hopes on him.

If the boy hadn't practiced "huoyun palm" to get started, he didn't know that the system had such coquettish functions.

"Three days of perfection?"

Huo Yunjie was stunned.

If you want to practice a spell to perfection, you can't do it without countless times of hard practice. Moreover, it can only be achieved by senior practitioners of Qi refining jiuzhong.

"Just do as I say."

Ye Feng said.

"Well, I will try my best."

Although he was still shocked, Huo Yunjie took action immediately.

He spoke out the problems encountered in the process of cultivation. Ye Feng explained according to the understanding in his mind and pointed out the existing problems in detail.

So repeatedly, Huo Yunjie entered the country very quickly.

Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao are still practicing hard.

Since they saw Ye Feng's amazing means, they were like beating chicken blood, and they were more motivated to practice.

At dusk.

Huo Yunjie, who had been practicing hard for a day, stretched out his palm covered with fire and easily exploded a wooden stake.

"Great!"

Huo Yunjie was shocked.

In one day, he really did it from entry to Dacheng!

But all this is not his credit, but because he got the guidance of the leader's martial Uncle Ye Feng.

"Headmaster martial uncle, I succeeded."

Huo Yunjie said excitedly.

"One day Dacheng, very good." Ye Feng nodded.

But at the thought of not making Huo Yunjie too proud, Ye Feng's smiling face became serious and said, "however, you can be stronger. If you can achieve perfection before the war, you can ensure 100% victory."

Si Taijian, the gifted disciple of the red snake sect, is very powerful. He originally wanted the fourth disciple Xiao Fangu to fight against him. Unexpectedly, Xiao Fangu betrayed the ethereal sect.

Therefore, Ye Feng can only arrange Huo Yunjie to deal with Sitai.

However, Huo Yunjie only has four levels of Qi refining, and Si Taijian has five levels of Qi refining. Only when he practices his magic to great success can he win.

Only when you practice perfectly can you win.

"Winning all three wars is not an ordinary pressure!"

Ye Feng said in secret.

Huo Yunjie's "huoyun palm" is a success, but even if it can be completed in three days, it can only win the next game.

The rest of Shi Lei and Li Jiaojiao didn't even get started, but what should we do?

Let them practice "huoyun palm"?

That sounds like a good idea!

Ye Feng was preparing to speak, but he found another full version of the first-class magic "wind spirit step" in his mind, and his proficiency directly reached perfection.

"Li Jiaojiao is also getting started?"

Ye Feng looked at the yard in surprise and found that the wind was blowing under Li Jiaojiao's feet. The whole person was shrouded in a layer of soft light. He looked as light as a swallow. He could fly on eaves and walls and was as flexible as a monkey. It was difficult to be caught.

This is the sign of the beginning of the magic "wind spirit step".

The next moment.

Ye Feng found that there was another memory of magic in his mind. It was the iron shield skill that Shi Lei was practicing hard.

Shi Lei stretched out his hands and held a translucent dark spirit shield half a meter wide and one meter high. At first glance, it really looked like an iron shield.

"Shi Lei's iron shield skill has also been introduced!"

Ye Feng has a feeling of double happiness.

"I'm getting started, very good! Next, let me guide you myself. "

Ye Feng is in a good mood.

Three spells are much better than one.

He decided to let the three disciples practice the magic skill they majored in to great success and even perfection.

Then, practice the other two spells as the backhand to ensure that everything is safe.

The three disciples are mediocre, but mediocre doesn't mean stupid, but they have normal wisdom and understanding. Under the guidance of Ye Feng, they enter the country quickly.

Later, Ye Feng instructed all night. His eyes were so sleepy that his dark circles were a lot heavier.

The three disciples of the sect are more and more energetic.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was the appointed day.

This day.

Ye Feng finally fell down on the steps and slept because he was sleepy all night.

Outside the door, there was a sound of footsteps, accompanied by many messy sounds.

"Boys of ethereal sect, don't you get out quickly?"

The crooked mouthed young man "Si Taijian" of the red snake sect broke into the courtyard with more than a dozen young people in red robes. Looking at the sleeping Ye Feng, he immediately showed contempt.

"A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water."

Sitai sneered.

"It's not time yet. What's your hurry?" The eldest disciple Shi Lei stopped Si Taijian.

"Anyway, you all lose. What's the difference between being early and late?"

Sitai said with a disdainful smile.

The five heavy breath of refining gas was revealed, like a strong wind sweeping around and setting off a thick dust.

"What's going on?"

Ye Feng was sleeping comfortably, but he was awakened by the dust.

After seeing the red snake sect disciples led by Si Taijian, Ye Feng realized that the battle between the two sects was about to begin.

He was inspired and got up.