The Ancient Vast Realm

Listening to Yin Mona's words full of temptation, Feng Xuanruo would be lying if he said he wasn't moved.

He naturally knew a little bit about how rich his senior brother was, and even his senior brother said it was a huge research resource. Feng Xuan could not imagine how huge a resource it would be.

Although he has gained a lot in Burning Desolate Cave Sky this time, he cannot make up for the speed of his own consumption.

What made Feng Xuan feel most uncomfortable was that the Chiba Ancestor must have had a space artifact in his body, but it was destroyed by the Annihilation Seed. This made him feel a little disappointed, but he had no control over this matter.

As a former fourth-level powerhouse, Feng Xuan could hardly estimate how many heavenly, material, and earthly treasures the opponent would have in his space.

However, Feng Xuan didn't know that the ancestor of Chiba had already exhausted everything he had at that time. Apart from an empty space artifact, there were actually no resources that could be extracted.

After a moment of excitement, Feng Xuan forced himself to calm down and laughed at himself.

There are countless witchcraft monks in the Taoist palace world, and none of them are extremely talented. From the outside world, I am afraid that any one of them can serve as a shaman priest for a tribe. But why should I, who has only practiced basic methods and has some knowledge of witchcraft, compete with those? People are vying for the position of the master of the academy, and besides, he is not even a white witch. Even a genius like the eighth senior brother, I am afraid that if he does not have the cultivation of the peak of the white witch realm, he may not be able to control the situation at all.

"Senior brother, you are joking. Junior brother, I'd better consider breaking through to the White Witch Realm first. As for the position of the Palace Master, don't mention it again."

Feng Xuan shook his head and said helplessly to Yin Mo. Then he glanced at the snake on the table and left without stopping.

As if sensing that Feng Xuan had not taken him with him, an illusory little blood-colored snake immediately emerged from the snake. He leaned his body and looked at Feng Xuan from a distance. The blade of the snake trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to fly up and chase Feng Xuan.

"This kid is too sensible, it's really not fun."

Looking at Feng Xuan's leaving figure, Yin Mo covered his mouth and yawned, then without looking, he flicked his fingers and the spiritual threads flew out and instantly formed a huge formation that enveloped Zhan Snake.

Being restrained by the formation, the little blood snake was suddenly startled, and subconsciously turned its head to look at Yin Mo behind him, who was looking at it with interest with a pair of bloody eyes boiling with murderous intent.

Seeing the smile on Yin Mo's face, how could the little blood snake not know that the person trapping him was this hateful human race in front of him.

A thick blood mist gradually filled the snake-cutting blade, and the blade instantly turned into a blood shadow as it trembled, trying to kill Yin Mo's head.

"The murderous intention is so strong, it is indeed a fierce weapon. I really don't know how my junior brother was able to suppress it. This fierce weapon seems to be a little different. It actually has the strength to rival the average third-level powerhouse just by relying on itself. , This is something that even those nine-level soul-level spiritual weapons cannot do alone. The vicious weapons are indeed strange enough."

Looking at Zhan She who kept moving back and forth in his spiritual formation, Yin Mo's face showed strong interest. He just felt that he had taken some advantage this time. Wasn't it just that Feng Xuan refined a star iron into it? It just allowed him to explore the internal structure of this fierce soldier.

Zheng - Zheng - Zheng

As Zhan She erupted with bursts of sword sounds, but it never broke through the spiritual formation and hurt Yin Mo, Zhan She's killing intent suddenly became stronger.

Zi La La——

Suddenly, blue patterns lit up on the blade of the snake-killing blade, and dazzling electric light began to spread from the blade. Blood mist suddenly filled the air, and thunder and lightning formed in it, like a blood mist thunderstorm.

"Interesting, so interesting. Is it that Qingkong Thunderworm? It is really surprising that it can swallow and plunder the lightning attribute of the Qingkong Thunderworm. This is not an ordinary fierce weapon. It seems that my junior brother is indeed You are a person with a great opportunity, let me help you see what is different about your weapon..."

Yin Mo looked at Zhan She in the blood mist and thunderstorm with bright eyes. A token appeared in his hand, and then a space crack leading to an underground palace suddenly opened. With Yin Mo's murmur, Zhan She was also struck by a wave. A huge suction force instantly dragged him into the underground palace.

As the space closed, silence returned to the hall again.

"Um?"

Feng Xuan, who was flying in mid-air, looked back inexplicably in the direction of Moyu Palace. For some reason, he had a strange feeling just now, as if something was calling him.

"It's probably an illusion. The senior brothers who should explain should have done so during this period."

Feng Xuan touched his chin in confusion, lowered his head and thought about it silently for a while. After feeling that there should be nothing missing, he continued to fly in a distant direction.

In his mind, he subconsciously ignored a certain sword and did not think of it at all.

Two hours later, when Feng Xuan arrived at a deserted mountaintop, he subconsciously looked around and found that except for a few lonely peaks, there were no other noteworthy sights around him. The bright cangling flowers cover the entire place, and as the breeze blows, some light petals are carried away into the distance.

"It should be here, right?"

Feng Xuan looked at the mountain at his feet and muttered to himself with some confusion.

This is the place he arrived at based on the directions given by his eighth senior brother, but it doesn't look like anyone is living here.

"Kong...Elder Kongchen?"

Feng Xuan called out softly to the surroundings, but apart from the falling flowers and grass debris, there was no response at all.

Seeing this, Feng Xuan looked up at the sky in silence, feeling helpless in his heart.

"Damn Eighth Senior Brother, didn't you give me the wrong place? Or did I find the wrong place myself?"

Seeing this, Feng Xuan was not in a hurry. Seeing that there was no one around, he simply sat down on the ground, and then buried himself in the sea of ​​flowers and lay on the ground comfortably, with one leg resting on the other leg, and began to calculate the position given to him by his senior brother while pinching his fingers.

"Huh... is that right? It's really strange..."

Feng Xuan looked at the sky without any sunlight, and felt the breeze with the fragrance of flowers. He suddenly felt a wave of sleepiness, and his eyelids became heavier.

"Why am I so sleepy? Forget it, let's take a nap first..."

Lying down on the ground, Feng Xuan felt as if his mind was becoming more relaxed, and he actually fell asleep on this strange mountaintop.

"Ah, you are also a stubborn boy. I don't know how long it has been since you had a good sleep, don't you think?"

At some point, an old man in black clothes with a white beard and long eyebrows appeared beside Feng Xuan.