The First Villain In The Wilderness

Tianzong Mountain, one of the top ten strange peaks in the Eastern Wilderness, stands thousands of feet high and straight like a sword, reaching straight into the clouds.

On the mountains, there are magnificent pavilions and pavilions standing against the mountains, which are very majestic.

This is where the sword pavilion is located.

The Jiange has been passed down for thousands of years, but most of the time, it is just a low-level force in the Eastern Desolation. If it weren't for the Tianzong Sword Formation passed down from ancient times, it would have been almost wiped out several times.

Later, Yan Tianxing, the number one swordsman in the Eastern Wasteland, was born out of nowhere and defeated many strong men, making Jiange suddenly the holy land of sword repair in the entire Eastern Wasteland.

Today, there are tens of thousands of Jiange disciples, and the strong are like a cloud. Three of the top ten sword masters are all in the Jiange.

In terms of strength and background, it is no longer below the Four Great Sacred Grounds.

Seven days later.

The first ray of morning light, through the clouds, shone on the sword pavilion, making the already magnificent building even more majestic and eye-catching.

"Tsk tsk, is this the Jiange? It's really impressive."

In the middle of the sky, Qin Feng, who was sitting on top of the silver lotus, looked at the Jiange in front of him with a look of admiration.

"Hehe, that's natural. The Jiange has been passed down for thousands of years. In terms of scale, it is no less than the four holy places." Although the old blind man couldn't see it, he could also know the changes of the Jiange from Qin Feng's sigh. He said with a slightly relieved expression.

"Grandpa Blind, why didn't you go back to the Jiange, but went to Evilman's Island?" Qin Feng asked curiously.

"I'm a blind man, and I'm no longer fit to lead the Jiange. The Jiange needs a more suitable master." The old blind man smiled, with empty eye sockets, and immediately looked at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng obviously understood what the old blind man meant, and coughed dryly: "Grandpa blind, you may have overestimated me, I'm only at the second level of congenital now, and you also know the flaws of the ancient dragon body, it is difficult to step into the realm of primordial spirit." If you ascend to the sky, you are not afraid of Jiange falling in my hands."

The old blind man shook his head: "Although the old man has no eyes, he can't misread people. I believe that one day you will definitely lead the Jiange and dominate the Eastern Desolation..."

Qin Feng chuckled, and was about to speak a few words of modesty.

At this moment, there were only ear-piercing sounds of piercing the air coming from the Jiange.

Immediately afterwards, three or four bright sword rainbows galloped towards their position.

The little doctor Xian Dai raised her eyebrows, raised her jade hand, and a sky full of silver needles flew out, forming a silver chain in front of her.

"Do not be nervous."

The old blind man chuckled and waved his sleeves lightly.

A gust of Qingfeng blew by, and the Milky Way drifted away.

Swish!

The moment the Milky Way dispersed, more than a dozen Jiange powerhouses appeared in front of Qin Feng and the others.

I saw that they all had flying swords on their feet, and their aura was strong.

The leader is a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, with extraordinary appearance, like a peerless sword god, exuding an incomparably fierce aura.

The middle-aged man first glanced at the little fairy doctor, then his eyes fell on the old blind man, his body trembled suddenly, and he immediately bowed and said: "Ximen Feixue, junior, pays homage to the holy ancestor."

Holy Patriarch!

Hearing these two words, those sword cultivators were all shocked.

You must know that in the Jiange, the only person Ximen Feixue can call the holy ancestor is the legendary powerhouse.

Could it be that the old blind man in front of me is...

"A bunch of idiots, why don't you show respect when you see the Holy Patriarch?" Ximen Feixue raised his eyebrows and sternly reprimanded everyone behind him in a daze.

Everyone woke up one after another and shouted in unison: "I will pay my respects to the Holy Ancestor."

"Okay, there is no need to salute. The old man has not been in the Jiange for many years, and he is no longer a holy ancestor." The old blind man raised his hand lightly, and a soft force gushed out, instantly helping everyone up.

"The Holy Ancestor is the founder of the Jiange. Without the Holy Ancestor, the Jiange would not be where it is today, so no matter what time, you are the Holy Ancestor of our Jiange." Ximen Feixue still looked extremely respectful.

The old blind man smiled and said nothing more.

Ximen Feixue glanced at Qin Feng and the little doctor, and said, "Holy Ancestor, who are these two?"

Before the old blind man could speak, Qin Feng smiled and said, "I'm Qin Feng, the Direct Disciple of your ancestors. If you think about it, you should call me Master Uncle!"

Holy Patriarch's Direct Disciple?

Hearing this, Ximen Feixue and the others were surprised again.

Notice!

The old blind man has a withdrawn personality and has never accepted a disciple for so many years.

Now this little boy calls himself the Direct Disciple of the old blind man, which is unbelievable.

"Where did you come from, you dare to go to the Jiange and talk nonsense!" A strong Jiange stared at Qin Feng with gritted teeth. If the old blind man was not present, he would probably have already attacked Qin Feng.

Qin Feng chuckled: "If you don't believe me, just ask the blind grandpa."

Ximen Feixue changed his expression, looked at the old blind man and asked, "Holy Ancestor, are you serious?"

The old blind man nodded.

Ximen Feixue and the others were shocked and speechless.

"Tsk tsk, believe it now, don't you hurry up and call it Master Uncle?" Qin Feng looked at Ximen Feixue and the others triumphantly, regardless of whether they could become the Lord of the Jiange, they had to enjoy being Master Uncle first.

"Go down to Ximen Feixue, and meet Qin Master Uncle." Although Ximen Feixue was a little reluctant, she still chose to bow her head.

Jiange has always respected teachers and respected morals, and the seniors and youngsters are orderly.

As the Direct Disciple of the Holy Ancestor, Qin Feng is indeed his Master Uncle in terms of seniority.

"Brother Ximen..."

When the others saw that Ximen Feixue was really called Qin Feng Master Uncle, they all turned ugly.

"Stop talking nonsense, why don't you meet the Master Uncle?" Ximen Feixue's face turned cold, and he reprimanded him.

"I'll pay my respects to Master Uncle!" All the Jiange powerhouses saluted Qin Feng reluctantly.

"Masters and nephews, please excuse me!" Qin Feng also imitated the old blind man and raised his hand, his face was full of complacency.

The little fairy doctor next to him is funny and angry, this little wild monkey is really courageous, he dares to take advantage of anything!

One must know that Ximen Feixue is an extremely famous genius swordsman in the Jiange, who has stepped into the primordial spirit realm in less than forty years.

In the entire Jiange, there are no more than five fingers who can make him bow his head!

And behind Ximen Feixue, all of them are Jiange strongmen, with the weakest innate peak cultivation.

It can be said that Qin Feng offended all of them at once.

"Holy Ancestor, I, the Exalted Master, and all the Master Uncles are discussing matters in the Jiange. Follow me to the Jiange." Ximen Feixue cupped his hands.

The old blind man chuckled: "Why didn't they come to greet you, Exalted Master?"

"This..." Ximen Feixue paused, not knowing how to respond.

Qin Feng saw the clue, and sneered, "Grandpa Blind, it must be because you haven't shown up for many years, and your juniors don't think much of you anymore!"