Ten thousand sword lights dispersed, and the remaining light in the thousands of directions was like a rainbow, killing countless ice-condensing beasts. In the end, these ice-condensing beasts turned into water vapor all over the sky and dissipated in the air.

Ye Jingwen raised his arm and pulled his sword in his hand. He saw that the ice field under his feet gradually became hazy and turned into a rock wall, and smiled.

Although he has no strange treasure, as a sword cultivator, he has never relaxed in sacrificing his own sword. He practices diligently on weekdays. When it comes to fighting skills, he has always been confident.

This ancient magic array is quite difficult, and because of this, it makes him feel more accomplished when he successfully passes the level. His hard work has finally not been in vain.

After breaking the formation, he waved his arm, and a ray of light shone through the sword in his hand, flew back to the scabbard behind him. Then, he took out the medicine sack distributed by the sect and carefully sorted and picked the spiritual medicines growing around him.

After just taking it for a while, the spiritual consciousness swept to someone around him. When he turned around, he saw that he was a fellow monk and his cultivation level in the late stage of foundation building.

Ye Jingwen didn't care much about it. Those who could break through the formation in such a short time were all elites, with arrogance. Therefore, in this case, they usually tacitly understand each other. If they know each other, they join forces. If they don't know each other, they pretend that they didn't see it.

But soon, Ye Jingwen frowned, just because the late-stage foundation-building monk who he did not recognize began to collect the spiritual medicines around him.

In this cave, although there are no obvious partitions, there are slightly wider stone chambers connected by narrower stone paths. When this man broke through the formation, he was in another stone chamber, but he was picking the stone chamber where he was through the aisle.

Ye Jingwen noticed that this man's method of collecting herbs, regardless of whether it hurts the roots, he dug up the spiritual medicine and stuffed it into the medicine bag. The speed of collecting herbs was much faster than that of him, and he also glanced at the spiritual medicine on his side. This was obviously a good idea from the beginning. Seeing that he was taking herbs at a slower speed, he rushed to pick some back.

"This senior brother." Ye Jingwen couldn't help but speak.

The monk's subordinates were busy, and just hurriedly raised their heads and looked at him.

Such an attitude was like treating him as a foundation-building newcomer! Ye Jingwen was angry and said coldly: "Have you stepped on the boundary?"

Although the monk was busy, he said, "What's the hurry in junior brother? These spiritual medicines are not yours alone. When we entered the formation, the leader said that after passing the barrier, he would pick all the spiritual medicines he saw. Of course, whoever picked them was determined by whom."

This sounds a bit reasonable, but it is a bit unreasonable. If a fellow monk like them really thinks that he can grab it quickly, wouldn’t it be easy to have disputes? So there are some conventions that are generally followed by.

This person is neither abiding by the rules nor improper. Although Ye Jingwen is not a domineering person, as a sword cultivator, how can he allow others to bully him? He immediately said coldly: "I am already picking the elixir here, please leave the stone room!"

The monk finally stopped pretending not to see it anymore. He clapped his hands, stood up, looked at Ye Jingwen once, and said, "Junior brother, you are young, why should you care about this little elixir? I love to fight with you if it is not your senior brother. It's really because of your senior brother's age, it's urgent to make a pill. I can't miss this opportunity. How about you let your senior brother go?"

If this person had explained to him on this reason from the beginning, Ye Jingwen might not have refused. He is a sword cultivator and his dependence on elixirs is lower than that of mainstream Dharma cultivators. But this person took advantage of the situation at the beginning and said it after the end, and he called himself a senior brother, with no intention of asking for it in his tone.

He repeated coldly: "Please leave the stone room with senior brother."

Seeing that he was so tough, the man also exclaimed anger. He looked at Ye Jingwen and said, "I am the disciple of Master Wuliang of Chaoyang Peak, Sun Dong Shiyang, Master Zhenyang's disciple. How dare I ask about this junior brother's title?"

But this is a person who is overwhelmed by his identity. Ye Jingwen said coldly: "After Qingyuan Zhenren, Qingquan Peak, Ye Jingwen."

Hearing this, the man's eyes flashed: "It turns out that my junior brother is the disciple of Jing and Master Zu. Don't blame him for this..." The upper and lower sides glanced at him, and his intentions were self-evident.

Ye Jingwen was even more annoyed. Jing and Daojun had a bad temper, so his reputation was not very good, but it was fine for outsiders. Jing and Daojun never bullyed the disciples. This person is also a disciple of the Xuanqing Sect, but this attitude is not what he is angry about? He said angrily: "Senior brother, please respect yourself, don't insult my Master Qingquan Peak!"

"Where did I insult?" Dong Shiyang laughed mockingly, "Junior Brother Ye, you are making a name out of nothing, I did nothing."

"You--" Ye Jingwen's face was as deep as water, without saying a word, and his sword was unsheathed and hung beside him.

Seeing that he was drawing the sword, this man also looked down: "This junior brother, do you want to attack his fellow disciples?"

Ye Jingwen also laughed mockingly: "Senior Brother Dong, you are born in this time. I just drew my sword. Can you just accused me of attacking you?"

"You--" This person also turned pale with anger.

The two were tense and the atmosphere was about to break out. Suddenly, a slight burst sound came from beside him, but another person broke through the formation.

Dong Shiyang turned around and looked at it, and was overjoyed: "Uncle Bai!"

Ye Jingwen's face darkened, but this person was the disciple of Zhenyang Daojun, Bai Yanfei.

Bai Yanfei's face looked very bad. He is still in the middle stage of foundation building. Although it is already good at his age, he is determined to compare with a young talent like Qin Shoujing and Li Lingxi who have formed a pill for a hundred years. Such an example would be unsatisfactory.

Xuanqing Sect has always been known as a genius monk. In their generation, Qin Shoujing formed pills at the age of 78 and Li Lingxi formed pills at the age of 96, both of which are worthy of being a genius. Bai Yanfei, a disciple who only received a single spirit root for hundreds of years, has never been willing to compare with other cultivators. But now he is fifty-seven, but he is still in the middle stage of foundation building, and he is almost certainly unable to match Qin Shoujing. Even catching up with Li Lingxi is a bit reluctant to catch up with Bai Yanfei. This is really unbearable with Bai Yanfei's personality of high self-esteem.

But he entered the natural array of all dharmas. In the first level, the Five Spirits Killed, he took a lot of effort to break the array, and made himself extremely embarrassed and very annoyed. At this time, he heard someone calling him, and glared at him, and said, "What's the name?!" His tone was quite bad.

Dong Shiyang greeted him warmly, but was choked and stunned for a moment, but he realized that there were still people here, so he immediately pretended not to care, and still smiled: "Uncle Bai, have you come out too?"

Bai Yanfei also realized that his tone was too bad just now. At this time, he let out a sloppy "um", glanced at the two of them, and wanted to find a way to continue moving forward.

How could Dong Shiyang let him leave like this? He immediately said: "Uncle Bai, don't you collect herbs?"

Speaking of this reward, Bai Yanfei actually didn't care much. His master was the first Supreme Elder of Xuanqing Sect. He was also very qualified and had never lacked elixirs on weekdays. But collecting herbs was the main task this time. After hearing this, he lowered his body and picked two of them casually.

Ye Jingwen's face turned greener. The white geese were not picking the medicinal materials from the stone chamber he came out, but just walking to him and squatting down to pick them!

Seeing that Shi Yangyang looked at him proudly, Ye Jingwen looked calm and said, "Uncle Bai!"

Bai Yanfei didn't care, and said "um" lazyly, thinking that Ye Jingwen was also saying hello to Dong Shiyang.

But then, Ye Jingwen said: "Uncle Bai, as an elder, should you abide by the rules?" Although he tried his best to restrain his anger, his words still made him angry.

Bai Yanfei stopped, stood up and turned around, looking at Ye Jingwen and frowned: "What does it mean?"

Ye Jingwen said: "If you want to collect herbs, you should pick the medicinal materials from the stone chamber you came out. This is the place where I am picking. It would be fine if you don't restrict the disciples of Chaoyang Peak, why do you take the lead in breaking the rules?"

Bai Yanfei seemed to be a little confused about what he was saying for a moment. He turned to look at Dong Shiyang, but saw Dong Shiyang looking at him in fear and fear, which was completely different from Ye Jingwen's attitude.

After this comparison, his dissatisfaction with Ye Jingwen also came out: "What's wrong with you? Since you called me "Uncle Bai, why did you say this?"

Ye Jingwen was angry and saw that Bai Yanfei not only did not correct it, but also scolded him in the tone of an elder, and then sneered: "That depends on how Uncle Bai is the Uncle Master, taking the lead in breaking the rules, and even putting on the airs of an elder?"

"You--" Bai Yanfei was said so? He calculated the left and right, except for his master, a woman from Qingquan Peak once scolded him like this, and that was a memory he didn't want to mention at all! "You are so unreasonable! Of course, whoever picks these elixirs belongs to whom, why can't I pick them here?"

Dong Shiyang answered from the side: "That's right, I don't understand what this junior brother Ye thinks. I think this is the rules of Qingquan Peak, but we are not from Qingquan Peak, so why should we abide by it?"

Qingquan Peak! These three words aroused Bai Yanfei's anger, and he sneered: "It turns out that it is from Qingquan Peak, hum! I'm talking!"

Ye Jingwen is usually very proud of Qingquan Peak, so he could not bear the humiliation of others and Qingquan Peak. He shouted: "Uncle Bai, as you are a master, please respect yourself!"

Bai Yanfei said annoyedly: "How can I not respect myself? Do you, a disciple, respect your elders? You are obviously rude to your elders, but you dare to say that I am not respectful?"

Ye Jingwen glared at him fiercely: "As an elder, Mr. Bai does not abide by the rules first, does not restrain his disciples later, and is still disdainful of me, Qingquan Peak. How can I feel a little respectful? When I meet an elder who should respect me, I naturally have to respect me, but if I don't even have self-respect, how can I be respected by others?"

"You—" These words were really heavy, and Bai Yanfei changed his face. Seeing Ye Jingwen's flying sword flying around him, he sneered: "Okay, do you want to do it, right? Since that's the case, what reason should I find?" As he said that, he touched his waist irrationally and took off the crescent-shaped scimitar. The sword light flashed and injected spiritual energy.

Seeing that this uncle was not only unreasonable, but also had to fight with the juniors, Ye Jingwen was also angry and did not care about the rules of the same disciples' sects, and raised his arms and pointed, and the flying sword surrounding him shone brightly.

Seeing this, Dong Shiyang also pulled out his magic weapon, and the situation was about to break out.

"Bang!" A burst came, and another disciple broke through the formation and was picking the spiritual medicine with a smile, but saw the three people facing each other with swords not far away. He was shocked: "Senior Brother Ye!" is Luo Fengxue. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)

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