C38 Enemies have a narrow road

Upon stepping into the hall, one could see rows and rows of lecture rooms, with each row divided into different levels, separated by red, yellow, and blue.

One color represents a realm. Outer sect disciples in the Natal Opening Realm are in the red classroom, the earth origin realm is in the yellow classroom, and the sky origin realm is in the blue classroom. Outer sect disciples at the level of the Sky Origin Stage rarely came here, they crazily accepted sect missions, accumulating contribution points in exchange for resources in preparation for the promotion to the inner hall.

Long Yunfei, Lei Meng and Lin Yan were already in the Sky Origin Stage, so even if they slept until noon, no one would care about them. All they needed to do was complete the sect's mission.

Long Bufan walked into the red coloured classroom. Inside was a spacious and neat row of chairs, making people's eyes light up. The rows of tables and chairs ranged from low to high, and one could see the lecture stand from every angle of view. Although the disciples sitting in the back row were in remote locations, the warriors had excellent eyesight, and thus, the warriors didn't care about the distance at all.

The new students in the room had all arrived rather early. Long Bufan casually chose a seat in the middle, and just as he sat down, a figure suddenly flashed by from the side and sat at the table opposite to him, carrying a faint fragrance of orchids.

Turning his head, he saw a young girl dressed in a pink dress sitting beside him. Her eyes were clear and clear, and they exuded a light aura. With a smile on her face, she gave off the impression of a neighbor girl.

Long Bufan did not think too much about it. Ever since he saw that exceptional beauty outside the sect gate, whose heart had been beating wildly, the other girls did not seem to have any ripples in his eyes.

He reached out to touch his chest. The hidden pocket in his clothes was the veil that had been blown off by the wind that day. He wondered if she had returned.

Almost all of the new outer sect disciples had arrived, waiting for the coaches to come teach them.

At this moment, a young man in a white robe walked in. There was a hint of arrogance on his face.

Seeing him, Long Bufan could not help but think in his heart: This is truly a narrow path.

"As Master Bai suddenly has a mission to go out, he asked me to come temporarily to be your sword arts instructor, you can call me Senior Brother Yang Feng." Yang Feng's voice was like a flood, causing the originally noisy classroom to immediately quieten down.

"Yang Feng? Could it be that he is the person ranked first on the stone wall ranking, Senior Brother Yang Feng? "

"Really? To have such a powerful senior brother as our mentor is truly a blessing of three lifetimes. "

The students changed from their initial surprise to excitement, all of them staring at Yang Feng who was on the stage with widened eyes, their gazes were filled with worship.

Yang Feng enjoyed being looked down upon. Ever since he entered the sect, he climbed all the way. With his innate talent and intelligence, he had always been the focus of the Outer Palace Disciples s. Now that Yang Feng's cultivation had reached the late stages of the Sky Origin Stage, as long as he completed another mission assigned by the sect, he could be prepared to receive the inner palace's examination at any time.

"Next up, I'll explain the sword techniques to everyone."

Yang Feng looked at the crowd, completely ignoring Long Bufan, as though he did not see him at all, and spoke with a voice as firm as iron: "To practice my sword arts, the first thing I will do is to focus and meditate, to sense the existence of the sword, and to guide the sword."

"Sword takes the form of a body, human qi." Using Qi to nourish the body, using the body to nourish the Qi. Qi was also the body, and also Qi. Only when the Qi becomes one can you enter the realm. This is called the foundation of the sword technique. "

"Senior brother Yang Feng, may I ask how do I fly? Do I need to recite the chant? " The young girl who was sitting beside Long Bufan suddenly raised his hand and asked tenderly.