Farming in the Immortal Mansion

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Ye Ling began to practice the Second Nether Demon Flame on the hillside. Now, floating in front of him were four different magic pills with different evil spirits, two more than when practicing the First Nether Demon Flame.

"Melt!"

Ye Ling pinched his hands together, like holding the moon in his arms, and the four magic pills spun around in the air, constantly merging together, and the hot breath continued to rise! Finally, the Second Nether Demon Flame, which was sometimes dark yellow and sometimes blue, was formed!

"If the demon saw it, he would be very surprised." Ye Ling let out a long breath, and the Second Nether Demon Flame in his palm changed color and kept rolling.

Just as Ye Ling was about to bombard the rocks to test the power of the Second Nether Demon Flame, a crack of dozens of feet in size appeared in the sky without any warning! A cold wind with snow flowers blew out from it, and in an instant, Cuizhu Peak was covered with a layer of frost.

Ye Ling suddenly raised his head. The cold wind made his body stiff, but strangely, he did not feel the slightest danger of life and death.

The old catfish demon, the blue-black fish demon, the red-fire blue-tailed leopard and the ice butterfly nearby all noticed the abnormality in the sky and gathered around Ye Ling. The breath emanating from the cracks was like the power of heaven, making them tremble, even the ice butterfly with extremely high ice resistance was no exception.

For a moment, everyone on Cuizhu Peak was alarmed. Wang Shiyuan, Liang Yuzhu and Lu Binglan on the top of the peak, as well as the disciples of the Five Elements Immortal Sect at the foot of the mountain and even in the nearby mountains, all stared at this scene with wide eyes, and were horrified:

"Oh my God! A crack has been cut in the sky! I have never seen such a wonder in my life!"

"Don't say you, I have practiced Taoism for more than 170 years and have never heard of it!"

"The crack is still expanding! Good man, what kind of power is it? It can tear the sky open!"

Ye Ling heard these people shouting, but he didn't think much of it, because the crack in the sky was surrounded by crystal light, which didn't look like tearing the sky open, but more like a long and narrow teleportation door!

Sure enough, not long after, the crack expanded from dozens of feet long to a large hole with a radius of hundreds of feet! The cold wind from inside was mixed with snow, and Cuizhu Peak was completely covered with ice and snow. Many foundation-building cultivators could no longer bear it and tried their best to protect themselves.

Ye Ling relied on the two ghostly flames surrounding his body and the ice spirit amulet to resist the cold, so he was not frozen.

At this time, a distant and vicissitudes of life voice came from the hole in the sky: "Who is the new alchemy master of my Wu country, Ye Ling?"

This voice was accompanied by a powerful consciousness, like a hurricane sweeping across Cuizhu Peak, and then the waves spread to Qingmang Mountain thousands of miles away, like the might of heaven!

Ye Ling heard this and understood something in his heart. At least the owner of this voice was from Wu, and was definitely not a cultivator of the East Sea demon clan. His consciousness swept across, and did not hurt people with powerful spiritual pressure. Instead, it made Ye Ling feel like a spring breeze, and even the coldness on his body was dispelled.

"I am Ye Ling, the newly promoted master of alchemy. I am honored to meet you, senior!"

Ye Ling bowed to the sky and said loudly.

In the 'hole' of the sky, a distant and vicissitudes of life voice sounded again: "Well! It is true that you are young and promising! Xuan Zhenzi said that you followed him to kill the demon lord Zhang Zu and made an extraordinary contribution to the conquest of the East China Sea! The Temple of the Gods will reward you greatly!"