"It's not bad." Ye Ting felt relieved when he saw Xiao Bai covering the breath of the sword bag in just a few seconds. The sword pills he refined were magic weapons, something that could advance to spiritual treasures. The lack of techniques was still accumulated by materials.

If Xiao Bai had not achieved great swordsmanship, it would have been difficult for him to subdue this equipment.

When the two of them came out again, the island was completely renewed. On the hills in the center, the shrubs had soared into the sky and turned into towering trees, lush and lush. The green spreads around the surroundings, surrounding the island, and every corner is covered with plants.

Half of the top of the mountain was flattened, and the other half opened up six caves, and there were thirty miles of small caves inside the cave. This was Jiachen's method.

Six small caves were built, with small puppets listed, with blue bricks and green tiles.

"What are you busy with?" Ye Ting asked Jiachen strangely.

"Create a sect, a temporary sect."

"Why?"

"What I think you mean is to stay in the Seven Star Secret Realm for a long time."

"That's right."

"What about our origin? We have established a sect here and went to the mainland, so we can have a statement. As long as what we say is true, no one can see the problem."

Ye Ting understood, but he still wondered: "The problem is, we only have these few people, how can we set up a sect?"

"Who said that if I recruit some local monsters, I will add some more people. The number is only seven or eight hundred. You can compile the sect's classics first, and I will be responsible for the people."

"Classics?"

"Don't you have the inheritance of the Fenglei Sect? The Fenglei Sect is also a large sect. It has slightly reduced its style. You should set up codes according to the specifications of small sects, and the inheritance and so on, which will be weakened."

Ye Ting looked like he didn't understand. Jiachen had to say, "The gods took root in other worlds and had to make fakes in advance. If you want to keep going in this world, you won't be head-on with the sects in this world from the beginning, right?"

Ye Ting said in his heart that although Jiachen has been closed in the maze for many years, he has a lot of knowledge, and although he doesn't know how it came about, Ye Ting has to be more careful.

"What do you mean?"

"Create a Fenglei Sect here, well... Let the Ghost Dragon King be the leader, everyone is famous elders, and then train a group of people and demons. Can't you refine weapons? Refining more low-level equipment, all of which are exclusively for the Fenglei Sect. Then, with this identity, it will be much safer when we contact other sects."

Ye Ting thought. This matter makes sense, because you have a sect behind you, and when you interact with other monks, your attitudes are completely different.

Facing the casual cultivator, there is no possibility of being polite in the sect.

When you reach the Infant Realm, monks have some ability to sense and calculate, so it is impossible to deceive people by talking nonsense about a sect. Officially establishing a sect on this island is indeed a good way to deceive monks in this world.

"The Ghost Dragon King cannot be the leader." Ye Ting's words made the Ghost Dragon King very unhappy, but Ye Ting said again: "The Sect Master must be a creature from this world. In the Seven-Star Secret Realm, you can conquer any one."

"You are not worried that I will kill the Ghost Dragon King, are you?"

Jiachen's words made the Ghost Dragon King frightened. He heard Ye Ting say to Jiachen: "It doesn't matter whether it is. In short, no one of our team can be the leader of this sect. I'm sorry for this matter. I know you have the ability to create memories. I need a guy as white as paper."

Jiachen just smiled and his figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Ye Ting said to the Ghost Dragon King: "If you want freedom, I can give it to you now. It's not a problem if you want to be the leader of the sect."

"Master. I don't want anything. I just want to follow my master, in front of the saddle and behind the horse..." The Ghost Dragon King knelt in front of Ye Ting with a thrust, hugged Ye Ting's thigh, and begged hard.

"Do you know where you are wrong?"

"Know."

"Say it."

"Next time someone will bypass the master and arrange something for me. I will only give him one word, get out."

"It's good to understand. If you continue to do this next time, you will get out of here, and I won't save you." Ye Ting said coldly. The Ghost Dragon King burst into tears and thanked him for his gratitude.

Lu Yi regretted it a little. She didn't expect that the irritable Ghost Dragon King would be so useful after being subdued. She would have known how good she would have kept it.

The materials on Ye Ting were all looted by his clone in the Kaitian Sect warehouse, because they had the best materials at the beginning and could not be used by the disciples of this temporary sect.

Ye Ting contacted Jiachen. Before Jiachen had gone far, he simply threw down a batch of materials for Ye Ting to pick them up.

After Ye Ting took the materials for refining the weapon, he comforted the equipment of the Fenglei Sect on the island. Jiachen went out to explore the ground veins under the sea, draw the sect map, capture the demon clan, etc.

After more than three months, Jiachen only brought more than 300 demons back, and each of them became human forms, each named them, and established the Fenglei Sect on this island.

This island was selected by Jiachen purely because the island itself is very solid, the underwater terrain is smooth, and the real surface that can be used is very active, but they are all under the sea.

When the monster was captured, the buildings of the sects on the island had been completed long ago, and the cultivators' faked standards were first-class. The stone tablets in front of the caves looked tens of thousands of years old, not to mention the tombs of the predecessors of various sects, and an ancient battlefield forged everywhere.

These monsters who were recruited were originally washed away from their memories. In addition, after transformation, Jiachen used magic techniques, they all thought that they had been practicing in the Fenglei Sect since childhood.

The realm of these hundreds of demon cultivators is not high for the time being. As for their purpose, they have formed the backbone of the Fenglei Sect, and their brains are filled with a long history of the sect.

If she thought that was the only one, Ye Ting and others would underestimate Jiachen too much. Around this island, she captured tens of thousands of monsters and enlightened them, taught the secret techniques of the Fenglei Sect, and then pretended to be an enemy invasion.

The repeated wars made each of the cultivators who survived the Fenglei Sect in the end become extremely brave, and these forged parts have become the history of the Fenglei Sect.

Almost dozens of demon cultivators died, and the enemies forged by Jiachen were raided by Ye Ting and other sect elders, and were all killed in a decisive battle. This cruel history ended.

The surviving monks have already believed in everything about the Fenglei Sect and have no spiritual flaws.

Even if they were arrested by the cultivators of the virtual realm for interrogation, they could no longer ask any questions.

In just five years, Jiachen forged a sect with a history of hundreds of thousands of years. Many seabeds around the island were battlefields, and some mountains were even broken.

Every surviving monk has relatives and friends who have died in battle and has unforgettable memories.

Then the various equipment of the Fenglei Sect on Ye Ting and others naturally developed a historical charm. Ye Ting was really impressed by Jiachen at this time. When he thought about everything Jiachen did for this, Ye Ting found that Jiachen never wasted any energy, and was pursuing a goal and creating history.

"Okay, the Fenglei Sect has a history of more than 600,000 years. I have created some very small sects around me, all of which are attached to the Fenglei Sect. There is no second sect within a radius of 100,000 miles. So..."

"We should look for the mainland." Ye Ting said: "Let's go now."

The Fenglei Sect leader is now a demon king. The existence of Ye Ting and others is a huge pressure for him. He heard that Ye Ting and others are leaving, the demon king was really overjoyed.

Ye Ting was amused and crying when he saw the demon king's trepidation face.

The Fenglei Sect has no background, and the number of disciples is insufficient. It is lonely in the sea and will sooner or later decline. What's there to fight for? It's impossible to become an immortal.

The Ghost Dragon King was originally doing the work of the Ghost Dragon King. In the heart of this sect, the Ghost Dragon King was the strongest man. The Ghost Dragon King encouraged him a few words and left this island that had been operating for several years.

The Yin-Yang Divine Mirror turned into a flying boat, Ye Ting and others left, the Ghost Dragon King looked back at the smaller and smaller islands under his feet, and said, "I have never felt this way. In the world I came to, there is no sect inheritance, just robbing everywhere. Whoever is strong can recruit more demon kings and bring more demon soldiers."

"It's also a road, but it's not suitable for this world." Ye Ting said.

"Then next..."

"Next, you will be the leader, and we are all your subordinates." Ye Ting smiled and said, "Are you satisfied this time?"

"Master, how dare I do it!"

"As for the game, you are much stronger now, and if you use you as a target, we will be safer. The same sneak attack will be much harder to target you than to target me."

The Ghost Dragon King was light and lowered his head and said, "Master, I will definitely do it to satisfy you."

Ye Ting patted the Ghost Dragon King's shoulder and said, "The key is to satisfy yourself."

The Ghost Dragon King stayed there, Ye Ting came to the bow of the boat and looked at the starry sky in the distance. He placed the star boundary lock in the sky for more than five years, but he still did not attract any human cultivators. This shows that there are no large sects within a million miles.

Ye Ting stretched out his hand and summoned the Star Definition Lock back, feeling the growth of the Star Definition Lock.

The original greenness has disappeared. This piece of equipment is like a fish in water in the Seven-Star Secret Realm. The power of stars nourishes it, making the entire chain look like a divine object.

I didn't expect this effect!

Ye Ting watched the star demarcation lock shrink, twisting in his palm, turning into magical runes, and even forming thunder seals according to his heart.

In this way, the power of the spells you release is increased too much, and it is more suitable for this world.
Chapter completed!