Evil Master and Disciple

Chapter 111: Dark and Windy, the Killer Attacks

As the Yunhai Sect's sixty-year inner sect competition draws near, the Yunhai Sect's mountaintop square becomes increasingly lively. More and more people go to the mountaintop square during the day to compete with other disciples and increase their combat experience.

The disciples with lower cultivation levels were watching from the surroundings.

This is of great benefit to one's own practice.

Every evening and sunset, countless streaks of light slowly streak across the sky, like blooming fireworks or a flock of birds returning to their nests, beautiful and spectacular.

Xu Kai tidied the room carefully.

Although he was Yu Chenzi's true disciple, his room was still very simple and there was nothing to clean.

But he just tidied it up unconsciously.

He planned to take action against Ye Feng tonight, and his mind was restless.

This is the only way to relax yourself.

In fact, he really didn't want to take action.

It doesn’t matter if Ye Feng is an outer disciple, or one of the fifth, sixth, seventh, or eighth disciples of other elders.

But Ye Feng is the true disciple of Master Yulong.

True disciples are not scary.

What is scary is the title of eldest disciple.

But Xu Kai had no choice.

From the moment he boarded the ship, there was no turning back, let alone getting off the ship halfway.

Xu Kai has done a lot of things during this period. He secretly fanned the flames and spread the story of Ye Feng bullying Shangguan Lan with exaggeration.

Shangguan Lan is recognized as a good girl in Yunhai Sect. She is beautiful and there are many young men in Yunhai Sect who are interested in her.

When these horny bootlickers learned that the little suckling pig that their goddess had taken care of for thirty years was eaten by the bully Ye Feng, they were all filled with indignation.

But they have not lost their minds and do not dare to go to the Bamboo Forest ancestral land to retaliate against Ye Feng.

Shangguan Lan was also released from house arrest the day before yesterday, and the pressure from Lin Yi was increasing. Xu Kai had no choice but to take action.

In fact, Xu Kai knew better than anyone that the man asked Lin Yi to do it.

But Lin Yi didn't dare to do so, so he forcibly assigned this task to Xu Kai.

After Xu Kai cleaned the room spotlessly, he sat on the bed.

He checked all the magic weapons that might be used tonight.

A magic sword, three talismans, and some hidden weapons.

Xu Kai is at the fifth level of Divine Control Realm, while Ye Feng is at the fourth level of Sky Control Realm, a full level difference between them.

Xu Kai was in the dark again, while Ye Feng was in the light.

As the saying goes, it is easy to dodge a spear but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. Xu Kai can even send Ye Feng back home silently by using a sneak attack.

No matter how you look at it, this is not a half-cooked meal. Xu Kai has an absolute advantage.

But Xu Kai was still uneasy.

After checking everything, he took a deep breath.

Blow out the candles in the room and open the door.

Looking at the night, Xu Kai frowned slightly.

Half an hour ago, the sky was clear, but now a thin layer of clouds had gathered, obscuring the starlight and moonlight.

It hadn't rained near Xingluo Peak for more than a month. Unexpectedly, on the night when Xu Kai was about to take action, a storm seemed to be brewing.

Looking at the dark clouds gathering in the night sky, Xu Kai felt even more depressed.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Xu Kai took a deep breath and left the Discipline Institute.

At the same time, Fenglingju.

After finishing his delicious dinner, Fatty Yulong stood up, holding a wine gourd.

"Ling'er, you and Xiaoman should rest early. I'm going out for a walk to help digest the food."

"Dad, I think the weather is going to change tonight, you still have to go out. You've been going out every night lately, so don't go out today."

Huang Ling'er said with concern.

Fatty Yulong curled his lips and said, "I made an appointment with your uncles to play mahjong tonight. How can I break it?"

With that, the fat man walked out of the dining hall.

Fatty Yulong looked at the dark night and squinted his eyes, as if he had a feeling that something might happen tonight.

Xingluo Peak, back mountain.

Every time Ye Feng cooked three beggar chickens, he would only eat half of it, give one to the old man guarding the temple, and the remaining one and a half would be given to Little Green Hair.

After eating beggar's chicken, it was already dark.

The wind started to blow after the sun went down, and a layer of dark clouds blocked the starlight. Even the moon could only be seen with a little outline, appearing a little dim.

Ye Feng knew it might rain tonight.

But he's not worried.

The luxurious bamboo house that I built with more than thirty green pine and bamboo stalks is very sturdy, and no matter how heavy the rain is, I will not be soaked.

This is what it means to have a house in hand and not worry when it rains.

After eating beggar's chicken, Ye Feng was not idle.

Yesterday afternoon, he and Yue Yinling collected a lot of yellow tobacco leaves that were destroyed by the pig demon, and now he is making a tobacco drying rack.

It’s a very simple process, just use a thin bamboo stick and hang long yellow tobacco leaves on it.

The wind was howling tonight, and a small bonfire next to it kept flickering. Smoke blew towards Ye Feng from time to time, choking him and making him cough continuously.

Ye Feng cursed and kept changing his work location.

It took Ye Feng a full half hour to finish tying up the seven tobacco racks.

Traditional flue-cured tobacco is usually divided into natural air drying and grass and coal fire drying.

Both methods have their pros and cons. Natural air drying takes a longer time, while coal-fired air drying leaves can leave residual soot and wood ash, affecting the taste and quality.

The best choice for leaf drying is flame drying, but the size of the flame must be controlled well.

When he was building a tobacco curing room today, he had already erected a large chimney inside so that the wood ash would not contaminate the yellow tobacco leaves.

Ye Feng used to watch short videos and saw that many large yellow tobacco growers now use high technology to dry yellow tobacco.

The temperature and humidity of the tobacco flue-curing room are controlled by electricity.

This method is very good, but the conditions are not available at the moment.

Even if Ye Feng can use the Purple-Green Divine Sword and release lightning, where can he find a thermometer and a hygrometer?

So Ye Feng could only choose the traditional method of flue-curing tobacco.

However, it also incorporates some modern tobacco flue-curing techniques and skills.

The taste of tobacco, in addition to being determined by the yellow tobacco leaves, is also greatly affected by baking.

Thirty-five to forty-two degrees is optimal, and then the temperature gradually rises to forty-five degrees.

During this period, it is very important to gradually increase the temperature, not too fast or too slow.

The temperature in the tobacco curing room increased by one degree in about two hours.

When the temperature reaches 45 degrees and the tobacco is baked for another two hours, the entire tobacco baking process is completed.

Then take out the roasted tobacco leaves and roll them into cigarettes directly. Of course, it is best to ferment them for about one or two years before making them into tobacco, which will have a better taste.

Ye Feng did not have the conditions for fermentation for the time being, so he planned to wait until the yellow tobacco leaves were roasted and then humidify them using the ancient method. He would take them to the bamboo forest to dry for a few hours every night, completing this step by absorbing the morning moisture.

Ye Feng estimated that it would take about five or six days to finish the baking and drying.

He is lazy at work, but very dedicated to curing yellow tobacco.

The bundle of yellow tobacco leaves that Yue Yinling gave him had a terrible taste. It was roasted using the most backward technology, without considering temperature, humidity, etc. at all.

This made Ye Feng, who was used to smoking Pu'an, feel a little uncomfortable. It felt that the taste was even stronger than that of cigars.

Ye Feng believed that the yellow tobacco leaves he roasted would taste very similar to the cigarettes in his previous life.

After the bundled yellow tobacco leaves were moved into the tobacco curing room and hung up, Ye Feng then carried the Purple-Green Divine Sword and the night owl, Little Green Hair, into the bamboo forest, intending to gather some fallen dead bamboo before the storm arrived and drag it back to use as tobacco curing coal.

In the past, he was afraid to enter this bamboo forest, especially at night, because he felt the surroundings were eerie and he was also worried that others would do something bad to him.

After staying here for a long time, this feeling of fear has weakened a lot.

During the day, he learned from the old man guarding the temple that there were three fairies nearby protecting him, which made him even less worried.

"Life is just a play. Why should we care too much about the grudges?"

"Fame and fortune, these are things you can't bring with you when you're born and you can't take with you when you die."

"The world is full of unpredictable sorrows and joys. We may not be together again in this life."

"Love and hate, what nonsense, we will sort it out when the time comes."

"Wave your sleeves now, don't look back, it's time to drink and sing..."

The gloomy weather did not affect Ye Feng's cheerful mood. He walked through the bamboo forest humming a little tune, and the green-haired badger on his shoulder squeaked and hit the mark every time. The man and the beast were getting more and more in tune with each other.

Soon Ye Feng found a green pine bamboo in the bamboo forest. It had fallen for who knows how many years. Its surface was dry and it looked like it had been dead for decades.

He simply trimmed the bamboo with the Purple-Green Sword, then carried it up and prepared to go back and chop it up to use as material for curing tobacco.

"Though a thousand gold pieces are good, happiness is hard to find. Walk freely on all avenues!"

"I smile with satisfaction, and smile again with satisfaction, watching the people in this world never grow old."

"I'm laughing triumphantly, and laughing triumphantly... laughing... Little green-haired boy, I'm laughing triumphantly... I'm laughing... It's your turn to squeak!"

Ye Feng talked for a long time, but the little green hair on his shoulder didn't even squeak in response, which made Ye Feng very angry.

He stopped and looked sideways, only to see the little green-haired creature standing almost upright on his shoulder.

Those big eyes of KISS ME emitted a faint light, the hair on her body stood up, and her head turned slowly, as if she sensed an unusual breath.

Ye Feng asked, "Little Green Hair, what's wrong with you?"

The green-haired badger made a "squeak" sound from its mouth.

Just one sound, completely different from usual.

A gust of wind blew by, and the sound of bamboo leaves rustling was heard above.

Ye Feng realized something and opened his spiritual sense, but he did not find any human presence around him.

If there really was someone nearby, there was only one reason why Ye Feng's spiritual sense couldn't detect it.

That is, the other party's cultivation is at least one level higher than Ye Feng's. He restrained and blocked his breath, so Ye Feng found it difficult to detect the other party's existence.

Ye Feng's eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

There are clouds in the night sky tonight, covering most of the starlight and moonlight, making the bamboo forest pitch black. The visibility is extremely low and nothing can be seen.

Ye Feng glanced at Little Green Hair again and found that Little Green Hair's expression became even more serious.

Ye Feng murmured in his heart: "No way, no way... is he really coming?"

The wind gradually grew stronger, and the rustling sound of bamboo leaves rubbing against each other continued. Many bamboo leaves were blown down from above by the wind.

"squeak!"

Suddenly, Ye Feng heard the sharp cry of the little green-haired cat.

Hearing the sharp warning sound from the little green hair,

Ye Feng immediately turned his head and saw the little green-haired head looking up at the sky.

Ye Feng thought to himself that something was wrong and looked up. He saw a ray of light as thin as smoke and dust passing through the fallen leaves and coming towards him.

"Depend on!"

If it were in the past, Ye Feng would have felt that he was dazzled.

But now it was different, he knew it was sword energy.

His purple-green divine sword was still stuck behind him, and at this moment he was carrying on his shoulder only a withered green pine bamboo that was more than ten meters long.

At the critical moment, Ye Feng grabbed the bamboo with both hands and swung it hard, using the bamboo as a long stick to swing at the sword energy that was coming straight towards him.