The first sword master Feng Changqing smiled, "I'll go to the master."

Immediately, Feng Changqing disappeared on Jianlou.

At this time, the disciples in the square had already looked and felt that Ye Li was pleasing to the eye, especially some female disciples. They just felt that Ye Li was arrogant and disgusted.

But now, they just feel that there is such a good-looking person in this world?

From the time he traveled to this world, Ye Li did not know how many times he had enjoyed such admiration and envy, and there was naturally no fluctuation in his face.

At this time, the first sword master Feng Changqing arrived in front of Ye Li.

All the disciples saw that the wind and the evergreen came, and they immediately dared not make a sound.

"Sovereign." Feng Changqing looked at Ye Li. "Come and see, I will tell you something."

Ye Li looked at the doubt on Feng Changqing's face with some doubt, and he walked to Feng Changqing's side.

"What's the matter?" Ye Li asked.

Feng Changqing pondered for a few seconds, and immediately said to Ye Li: "Sect Master, one month later we are the three factions of our Northern Realm. If you play, then our Divine Sword Sect will win the first place."

Ye Li was stunned. Why did he think that this evergreen wind said such a thing?

"Three comparisons?"

"Yes, Sect Master, Sword Sect, Tianhe Gate, and Zixia Valley are the three major gates in the North."

Ye Li smiled, "But shouldn't this comparison let these disciples go, I'm the master of the Sword Sect."

"Sect Master, the former Great Swordsman, our Sword Sect, all lost, and now our Sword Sect can no longer raise their heads in front of the other two Sects." Feng Changqing then said to Ye Li.

Ye Li smiled calmly, thinking about the old man's tricks.

"Let's watch then." Ye Li said slowly.

Feng Changqing didn't go on with the news, thinking of the phrase "Look at the time", there was already hope.

After Ye Li spent several days in the Sword Sect, he found it boring and went to find the poor spirits of the imperial clan.

When he was about to leave, the first sword master Feng Changqing stopped him.

"Sect Master, where are you going?"

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Ye Li turned around and said to Feng Changqing: "Go to the Poor Royal Family."

"Don't ever go, Sect Master." Feng Changqing swallowed his saliva. "The poor Qi royal family is terrible in the north, and no force can suppress them."

"Does this have anything to do with me, I just went to find the poor spirit." Ye Li said slowly.

Feng Changqing smiled and said to Ye Li:

"The poor spirit is not in the poor royal family now."

Ye Li was stunned. Naturally, he didn't expect that Feng Changqing would say so.

"The poor spirit is not the poor royal family?" Ye Li couldn't figure out how Feng Changqing learned.

"Sovereign, a peerless genius like the poor spirit, naturally went to the Academy of Sin."

Guilty Academy?

This name was the first time Ye Li heard it.

"Sovereign, the Palace of Sin has gathered all the peerless geniuses in the sin world."

Hearing this, Ye Li understood.

"Then how to go to the Academy of Evil Studies?" Ye Li asked.

Feng Changqing shook his head, "Sovereign, you can't go to the Academy of Sin, just because you want to enter the Academy of Sin, you have to do it next year. Now the quota is gone."

Hearing this, Ye Li was somewhat lost in emotion.

Ye Li did not continue to talk to Feng Changqing, but took the armies of the last days down toward Shenjian Mountain.

"Sovereign, why do you want to go?"

"Go down, play."

"Three big comparisons after January?"

"Come back then."

Having said that, Ye Libian didn't return, and the End of the Legion walked out of the Sword Sect.

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