Chapter 22 Safeng Feiyu

"Why? Are you going to attend this ancestral worship ceremony?"

Han Feng asked.

Wang Mian looked at Han Feng in surprise and said,

"Brother, do you have a fever? That's a grand ceremony to worship our ancestors, a great opportunity that you can only participate in once in a lifetime. Whether you can get good things depends on that one chance, who would not participate?

Besides, he is the ancestor, the founder of the immortal way, the most holy teacher, the ancestor of all cultivators, the first person of the immortal way. If you don't attend the ancestor worship ceremony, it would be disrespectful to the ancestor. If the elders find out, peeling your skin and pulling out your tendons would be the least of your punishment."

"Okay, okay, we can go together then."

Han Feng said impatiently.

It’s the first day of next month. What a coincidence. He had planned to take the examination to become an outer disciple on that day. The examination lasts for a month and only that day is left.

However, compared to the assessment, the sect will definitely attach more importance to the ancestor worship ceremony. By that time, there will be countless people visiting, and it is possible that the elders in charge of the assessment will also be there to visit.

He could only attend the ancestral worship ceremony first and then take the test.

Wang Mian continued,

"But it's not just the two of us going together. There's also Zhang Xiu, your little Su Rou, and Ye Longyuan. These people are all 18 years old this year, and they all have to participate.

That was a fight between dragons and tigers. I can say that Ye Longyuan would definitely take advantage of that opportunity to deal with you openly.

When the time comes, just follow me closely, I'll protect you, and we can just sneak through it quietly."

"Is the ancestral worship ceremony dangerous?"

Han Feng only knew that there would be fighting there, but he didn't know how brutal it would be.

"It's definitely dangerous. There are hundreds of thousands of people in our sect, and there are about 1,000 to 2,000 people aged 18 every year.

These one or two thousand people all entered the secret realm of ancestor worship, and then fought each other to fight for the opportunity to become immortal.

The more immortal opportunities you grab, the greater the probability of exchanging them for good things.

Another purpose is to fight with each other so that the founder of the immortal way can see and understand the qualifications and talents of these young disciples. The better the performance, the more favor the founder will give to them.

You tell me, can everyone stop fighting and snatching desperately?

If killing is not prohibited, at least half of the people would die every year."

At this point, Wang Mian patted his chest with lingering fear, as if he had experienced a very scary experience.

Han Feng nodded and said,

"So, according to what you said, it is indeed very dangerous in there."

"you do not say."

"And Ye Longyuan can take that opportunity to beat me up openly without having to worry about the Law Enforcement Hall."

"yes."

"He has a big family, a lot of money, and he can even call a group of people to beat me up."

“That makes sense.”

"Then why should I follow you? Can you protect me? I might as well follow Jiang Surou. She is much stronger than you."

Listening to Han Feng's cold and ruthless words, Wang Mian felt very hurt.

Han Feng said calmly,

"Okay, I know everything I need to say. Don't come over here again. Stay away from me."

Wang Mian's face changed, and then he sighed, patted Han Feng on the shoulder, and said,

"Fuck you, you son of a bitch, how can I, your father, ignore you? Let's go back and hug my wife."

After speaking, Wang Mian waved his hand gracefully, turned around and walked outside.

Wang Mian and Han Feng have known each other for five years, so how could he not understand what he meant?

Han Feng has offended the Ye family now. Given the size and strength of the Ye family, it would be too easy to crush Han Feng to death. Han Feng asked Wang Mian to stay away from him and not have any contact with him because he was afraid of implicating him.

He was afraid that the Ye family would take revenge on him and also take care of Wang Mian as well.

After Wang Mian left, Han Feng picked up the flying sword and jade slip on the table in front of him.

The flying sword was just a top-grade spiritual weapon. After taking a look at it, he put it directly into the storage bag. Then, he picked up the jade slip, placed it on his forehead, and read the contents inside.

After all, in about half a month it would be the first day of May, the day for ancestor worship.

At that time, I will have to go, otherwise I will have to face Ye Longyuan’s hostility.

I still have to learn the sword-wielding technique as soon as possible. Then with my wind spiritual root, if I can't beat the opponent, can I still run away?

He just keeps running and makes sure the enemy can't catch up with him.

As for fighting to snatch the immortal opportunity, it was too troublesome just to think about it. He just wanted to lie down and not work hard.

He has no spiritual consciousness now, so he can only place the jade slip between his eyebrows to read.

There is a magical power inside.

"Eh? Safeng Feiyu? What kind of magical power is this? Don't I want to use the sword-controlling technique?"

Han Feng said in surprise.

"Sister Su Rou said that this is a more powerful sword-controlling technique. Not only can it be used to fly, but it can also be used for fighting."

"Wow, that's pretty cool, I have to take a closer look."

"No, you should praise me first. This time I helped you deliver the spiritual treasure, and I praised you a lot, and also brought you some mysterious magical powers.

A mysterious magical power is as valuable as your low-grade spiritual treasure. You won’t lose out this time.”

The little fox stood up proudly and asked Han Feng for credit.

"Yeah, you're the best. I've known for a long time that you're the most reliable. Letting you do the work will get twice the result with half the effort. You're the biggest contributor."

After Han Feng praised the little fox, he began to study the magical power.

The magical power of Safeng Feiyu is naturally suitable for the wind attribute, but because there are so few people with wind attribute, other people can also use it through practice, but it's more suitable for the wind attribute.

Han Feng was born with the wind attribute, and is most suitable for the magical powers and spiritual treasures with wind attributes.

This magical power can make one fly with the sword and kill enemies with the sword. It can swing out three wind blades to attack the enemy. It can hit one person or three people. The wind blades are very powerful. It is a magical power unique to the Jiang family. Even the Yin-Yang Sect’s Zunjing Pavilion does not sell it.

Han Feng spent an entire afternoon learning this magical power.

After learning it, Han Feng took out the top-grade spiritual weapon that Jiang Surou gave him and tested this magical power.

He first attached spirit to the spiritual weapon and controlled it to float and fly in front of him, then he flicked his fingers lightly, and the flying sword followed his movement, waving in all directions very flexibly.

Then, he picked up the little fox, jumped up, landed on the flying sword, and flew in the air in the yard.

He flew very low, and the errand disciples around him did not see him.

"Whoa, fly, fly."

The little fox waved his little paws happily, enjoying the feeling of flying.

Fortunately, his formation has the function of soundproofing, so no outsiders can hear it.

After experimenting with flying with a sword, Han Feng felt that his speed was much faster than that of the assassin he met last night.

Because his cultivation is relatively high, and he also has the wind attribute and is naturally good at speed, so he is faster.

After experimenting with flying with a sword, Han Feng then experimented with the wind blade attack.

The wind blade was in the shape of a feather, attacking straight ahead. Han Feng had no spiritual awareness, so he couldn't control the wind blade to turn, so he could only attack forward.