Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

It was obviously still Ye Lingyu's voice.

However, at this moment, Wang Yan's hair stood on end.

He immediately turned back to look at Ye Lingyu.

But he saw 'Ye Lingyu' looking at Zhao Feng coldly, with a trace of vicissitudes and coldness on his face that was completely inconsistent with his age, personality and even gender.

Zhao Feng was slightly silent after hearing this, but did not refute the other party.

Obviously he acquiesced to what ‘Ye Lingyu’ said.

‘Ye Lingyu’ suddenly laughed angrily:

"Haha, good! Good disciple! It's worth all my efforts in cultivating you. You are like this, and so is that bastard Lu Yuansheng!"

Zhao Feng shook his head slightly: "Master, Senior Brother Lu and I are different."

"What's the difference? One deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, while the other betrays his sect!"

'Ye Lingyu' sneered: "I once regarded Lu Yuansheng as the successor, but unfortunately he faked his death and left, so I trained you instead. I expected that after I emerged, you would inherit my legacy, haha..."

Hearing this, Zhao Feng sighed and asked:

"Master, why do you have to bully me? Are you really training Senior Brother Lu just to train your successors?"

"Why did Senior Brother Lu fake his death and leave? Don't you know it yourself?"

"Just like you trained Junior Sister Ye and passed on your natal magic sword to her early, was it really just to explore the secrets of the Tianmen Sect?"

Hearing Zhao Feng's series of questions, 'Ye Lingyu''s face suddenly froze, but he did not become angry with embarrassment. Instead, he sighed quietly:

"As expected, I can't hide it from your transparent sword heart."

"It's just that you should be able to feel that I don't have such thoughts about you."

"I...I really treat you as my successor."

Zhao Feng was silent, and suddenly bowed slowly and bowed deeply to 'Ye Lingyu':

"Zhao Feng is always grateful for Master's guidance and cultivation. However, my way is different from that of Master and even the Dongsheng Sect. After all, we do not agree with each other."

"road?"

'Ye Lingyu' muttered this word softly and shook his head slightly: "Nowadays, monks are just greedy people who seize the world to benefit themselves, so what's the point?"

"Zhao Feng disagrees with what Master said. In Zhao Feng's view, greed for life and fear of death is the way, fulfilling righteousness is the way, being brave and diligent is the way, making every step of the way is the way, killing is the way, stopping is the way, and living is the way. Death is the Tao, everything has its Tao, everything is the Tao.”

"The Tao is always there, but the heart is not always calm."

Zhao Feng carefully explained his thoughts to 'Ye Lingyu' word by word.

Hearing these words, Wang Hao felt touched in his heart.

And 'Ye Lingyu' also stood slightly stunned, and then looked at Zhao Feng with a complex expression:

"You are really a natural seed for spiritual cultivation!"

Soon, the expression on his face slowly disappeared and became calm and deep:

"As you said, my duty is to protect the sect. Even if I have to bear the reputation of being a disciple who took away my body, I must live on, help the sect master, and regain the foundation of our Dongsheng Sect!"

"So, I just want to ask you, do you want to come back with me?"

The third-level magic sword quietly fell into the hands of 'Ye Lingyu'.

‘She’ stared at Zhao Feng closely.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zhao Feng sighed quietly.

He raised his head proudly and looked at the other party, his brows filled with determination.

Wang Hao, who sensed something was wrong in the atmosphere, was already ready to flee immediately.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

These monks are really 800 people per capita. Elder Qin Hengqin, the head of the Evil House, who was thought to have died on the night of the great upheaval in the Dongsheng Sect, actually escaped from his life under the eyes of everyone.

Many of his seemingly casual actions have hidden meanings.

But it's normal to think about it. Young monks who are busy practicing and doing unintentional chores may be simpler-minded.

But even if a veteran Jindan master like Elder Qin is not good at these things, he has become a human spirit after thinking about them every day.

The kind of idiot who has been practicing for thousands of years and whose IQ is lower than that of ordinary people is not said to be impossible, but the proportion will definitely be very small.

Then Wang Yan suddenly remembered that Ye Lingyu once said that Elder Qin never looked at qualifications when recruiting disciples. Thinking about it now, in fact, at that time, Qin Heng had already exposed his flaws.

But at that time, no one would have thought of this. They would have thought that Elder Qin was too doting on his young apprentice, and even gave Ye Lingyu his own magic sword for self-defense.

"It's a pity that Ye Lingyu..."

Wang Hao felt slightly sad.

His heart was really full of sympathy and pity for this innocent little girl.

But he had no intention of getting involved.

There is no arrogant idea of ​​​​saving.

Not only did he not, he even wanted to leave here immediately.

At the moment when 'Ye Lingyu' and Zhao Feng were about to take action, Wang Yan was about to run away.

far away.

In the direction of Yushui City, a huge mana fluctuation caused by a terrifying mana collision suddenly erupted!

"Ji Lan, if you kill one of my elders, I will use all the golden elixirs of your Dongsheng Sect to pay for your life!"

"Haha, fellow Taoist, please don't be impatient. Let's see what this is?"

The words have not yet finished.

Suddenly there was a crisp 'cluck'!

A huge purple spirit beast appeared above Water Control City, spreading its wings!

This purple spirit beast is so big that even Wang Ba from a distance can clearly see it.

"Explain it?!"

"No! No!"

"There are no eyes on the wings!"

Wang Hao looked carefully and saw something different.

Although it is also purple, if you look closely, you can find that this spiritual beast and the Fan Ming in the Dongsheng Station are completely different types of chickens.

Moreover, the spiritual energy aura on the opponent's body was far inferior to Fan Ming's.

But very similar.

And just when this spiritual beast that looked like Fan Ming appeared, further away, in the Dongsheng Station, a more rapid rooster crow suddenly sounded!

An aura of spiritual power that far surpassed all others swept out from the interior of Dongsheng Station!

"not good!"

Within the Dongsheng Station, several exclamations suddenly sounded!

At the same time, several golden elixir masters walked out of the palace and worked together to suppress the restless and struggling Fan Ming in the mountain.

However, the struggle of turning over was far beyond the imagination of several Jindan masters.

"Leader!"

Someone couldn't help shouting loudly.

Over Yushui City, Ning Daohuan looked around with gloomy eyes, but suddenly smiled on his face:

"Are you sure that this leader will definitely return the favor?"

"ridiculous!"

"Ji Lan, I finally managed to catch you out today, I won't let you escape again!"

In an instant, the Nascent Soul aura on Ning Daohuan's body was no longer concealed and exploded!

One hand grabbed the purple spirit beast on the side, and the other hand grabbed Ji Lan, the leader of the Dongsheng Sect opposite.

The demonic power is overwhelming, and the sun and moon change color!

Ji Lan, who had always been calm, suddenly changed his expression slightly!

Retreat quickly.

At the same time, he put away the purple spiritual chicken first.

However, Ning Daohuan's attack was so easy to avoid. His big hand was like a cloud covering the sky, completely surrounding him!

at this time.

A burly figure suddenly appeared in front of Ji Lan, with his clothes open and his arms crossed in front of him!

He is obviously a monk, but he looks like an ordinary warrior!

Ning Daohuan's pupils suddenly shrank!

"Sir the Shanhai Sect, Pang Xiao!"

The devil's palm suddenly hit the arm of the burly figure, and after a brief delay, the opponent was knocked away.

The clothes on the opponent's body were torn to pieces, revealing a body that looked like it was made of fine iron, and then he strode back into the air as if nothing had happened.

"Master Ning, we last saw each other for five or six years. It's been a long time."

The iron tower-like monk said with a smile.

Looking at the Supreme Elder of Shanhai Sect in front of him, Ning Daohuan's expression was extremely ugly:

"You and I have only five or six years to live, so how come we haven't seen each other for so long...But you are blocking it, are you trying to collude with the Dongsheng Sect?"

"I don't dare. My fellow Taoist cultivation is astonishing and unparalleled in the Chen Kingdom. How can I, a small member of the Shanhai Sect, dare to compete with my fellow Taoist?"

Pang Xiao was still smiling.

"It's just that I don't dare, but other fellow Taoists may not..."

Ning Daohuan's heart trembled when he heard this, and his consciousness immediately rolled around.

Sure enough, just at the edge where the spiritual consciousness can reach, I can faintly detect the aura of Jindan Daoist, which flickers on and off!

At a glance, there are more than twenty.

The intention of deterrence is obvious.

Ning Daohuan's expression remained unchanged, but his heart suddenly sank.

Now the golden elixirs at Dongsheng Station are all restrained by the rioting Fan Ming, while other golden elixirs are guarding their respective stations to prevent the station from being lost.

If they want to be transferred, firstly, time is tight, and secondly, the Tianmen Sect is actually not ready for a full-scale war with the Chen country’s cultivation world.

Mainly, Ning Daohuan never thought that Dongsheng Sect would be so courageous.

Not only did he seize the right opportunity and take action brazenly, he even connected with several other major sects in the Chen Kingdom.

Especially the latter.

Although he was confident that with the foundation of the Tianmen Sect, it was not hopeless to defeat this group of people, this completely disrupted his plans and arrangements.

Once the loss of Zhongzhong's golden elixir is too great, his plan may even be completely ruined.

The weighing and thinking in the heart cannot be explained to outsiders.

In just the blink of an eye, he had already made his decision.

"Let's go."

He took a deep look at Ji Lan and the other Jindan elders of Dongsheng Sect.

Although there were a thousand voices in his heart telling him to grab the other person, he still held it back.

"Next time, I won't let you escape like this..."

His eyes moved slightly, lingering slightly on Pang Xiao's body, which was like a body made of fine iron, and then swept over it.

His face was as dark as water, and his voice resounded thousands of miles around.

"All disciples of the Tianmen Sect and monks of the Left Dao, Islam!"

…

A war that was about to break out disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Zhao Feng and ‘Ye Lingyu’ withdrew their gaze at the same time.

There was a slight silence, and the battle between the two finally failed to break out.

It's just that 'Ye Lingyu' glanced at Wang Yan, but his eyes were slightly cold.

Before Wang Ba could react, Zhao Feng suddenly appeared, stood in front of him, and raised his hand to wave.

Ping!

The two sword lights collided and immediately dispersed.

"Master, please give me some face."

Zhao Feng looked at 'Ye Lingyu' and said sincerely.

‘Ye Lingyu’’s face suddenly darkened:

"Zhao Feng, you are my favorite disciple. I won't kill you, but this kid will die if he knows my secret. You can't stop him!"

Zhao Feng stopped talking and pointed his sword, and streams of sword energy flowed around his body.

The meaning is self-evident.

"you!"

A flash of rage suddenly flashed across the face of ‘Ye Lingyu’!

Just when Wang Hao thought that the other party was about to take action again, 'Ye Lingyu' suddenly looked deeply at Zhao Feng:

"Let him keep his mouth shut, otherwise..."

After that, he walked away directly.

Watching the other party's leaving figure, Wang Ba was a little unbelievable.

Is this over?

Zhao Feng also looked puzzled.

But seeing 'Ye Lingyu' flying away, Zhao Feng also felt relieved.

Then he looked at Wang Yan and said seriously:

"Junior brother, have you ever heard that 'the ancient monks should have transformed into dragons and snakes'?"

Wang Hao shook his head in confusion.

Zhao Feng said:

"The so-called transformation of the dragon and the snake means that if a monk encounters the opportunity to become a dragon, he will take advantage of the opportunity and soar to the top. But if he encounters a natural disaster, severe drought, and is in a difficult situation, he will be like a snake in the grass. Even if he lives in a muddy cave with earthworms and ants, Don’t feel sorry for yourself and wait for the opportunity to become a dragon.”

"Junior brother is like this snake now. He needs to lurk in the mud of Tianmen Sect and accompany the insects. However, he must not forget that one day he will transform into a dragon, soar into the clouds and ride on the mist, swallowing up the heaven and earth."

Listening to Zhao Feng's words, Wang Hao was suddenly stunned.

To be honest, he was really tired of hiding in Tianmen Sect and living like a dog.

He has even forgotten his original intention to sacrifice his family and career to join Dongsheng Sect at all costs.

The reason why he is still struggling in the Tianmen Sect today is just because of his instinct to survive.

At one point, he even questioned whether it was meaningful to survive in such a difficult way.

However, at this moment, Zhao Feng's words were like a wake-up call.

It made him suddenly cheerful.

Faintly, he felt that the power of the Yin God in the Yin God Mansion seemed to be much more active.

He even vaguely grasped the location of his soul...

"Thank you, senior brother, for your advice."

Wang Hao solemnly bowed to Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng nodded happily when he saw this, and then looked ashamed:

"Senior brother, I don't know how to rescue you at the moment, so I can only use some words to comfort you."

"Haha, what are you saying, senior brother? This one word has already surpassed countless others."

Wang Hao shook his head.

External objects are important.

But no matter how many external things you have, if your mind is not firm, you are destined to be unable to go far on the road of spiritual practice.

At this moment, he had vaguely grasped his direction.

Maybe this is not the Tao yet, but it is already the beginning of the Tao.

"By the way, does Junior Brother have a jade pendant on him?"

Zhao Feng suddenly spoke.

Although Wang Hao was puzzled, he quickly rummaged through several of his storage bags and finally found a piece of excellent quality.

Zhao Feng took the hand, nodded slightly, and immediately formed a sword with his fingers, slowly pouring it into the jade pendant.

The body that was originally like a real person suddenly flickered a few times and turned into nothingness.

"Brother!"

Wang Ba quickly wanted to stop him.

Zhao Feng had already retracted his finger and handed the jade pendant to Wang Hao with a weak smile.

"Haha, it's a little weak. The sword energy in it is comparable to half of my current strength. Ordinary foundation-building monks should not be able to block this move. However, it is still the same and can only be used once."

Wang Hao took it in his hand, touched the ups and downs on the jade pendant, and moved slightly.

He couldn't help but remember that when the two met for the first time, Zhao Feng also gave him such a jade pendant.

This moment is just like that moment.

He didn't express his gratitude again. The friendship between the two no longer required such politeness.

Put it away solemnly.

Then the two left each other ways to contact each other.

Afterwards, under Wang Ba's gaze, Zhao Feng wrapped up the 'Soul-nurturing Pearl', transformed into a sword light, and disappeared into the horizon.

Wang Ba felt disappointed.

Immediately, he collected the storage bags and corpses of the previous Incense Path monks.

He strode towards the direction of Tianmen Sect.

But at this moment, he was no longer confused.

Far away, in mid-air.

The body of 'Ye Lingyu', who was stepping on the magic sword, suddenly shook, and immediately a look of confusion appeared on his cold face:

"Strange...why am I here?"