World Wide Martial Art

After the ancient peach tree rose from the ground, a thick branch bent down and came to the old man. Situ

The old man named Shanmujun hugged the branches and climbed up with great effort. Then the dense roots of the ancient peach tree condensed into the shape of human thighs, and he stepped towards the holy tower.

"Stop, who is it!"

Gondor immediately stood in front of the ancient peach tree and looked at it solemnly.

Gondor knew this peach tree. He used to farm with his family, and he looked up at this peach tree from time to time.

But I never thought that this peach tree would become a spirit.

"Stay back, I'm looking for them."

Thinking of Ye Feng's voice, Gondor was stunned for a moment and quickly moved away.

Ouyang Chuchu, Wu Hengyu and others who hurriedly came from behind also heard Ye Feng's words, and they all looked at the ancient peach tree with strange eyes, but they no longer stopped them.

As the ancient peach tree passed by them, they saw the strange old man on the canopy of the peach tree.

The two sides looked at each other, and Yamaki-kun grinned. It was obviously a friendly smile, but coupled with his cracked and dry skin like bark, it looked very scary.

The ancient peach tree was huge, and it walked very slowly. It didn't take long to reach the holy tower.

Although the holy pagoda is extremely tall, it is still difficult to receive the ancient peach trees, so Ye Feng came to the gate of the holy pagoda early to wait for the arrival of the ancient peach trees and the mountain tree.

"Greetings to the True God."

Seeing Ye Feng, Mr. Yamaki quickly bowed and saluted on the tree crown, and the ancient peach tree actually made the same gesture.

"Haha, no need to be polite."

Ye Feng looked at Mr. Yamaki with satisfaction, and then said, "You don't have to act in front of me, right?"

"Um?"

Hearing these words, Mr. Yamaki's expression changed, and then he smiled broadly, shook his head and said, "The True God's eyes are as bright as a torch, I admire you a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, the hundred-foot-tall ancient peach tree suddenly disappeared, and Lord Shan Mu stood in the sky, and transformed into a handsome young man with fair skin, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

"My lord has already seen through my disguise?"

Mr. Shanmu's eyes were sharp. He did not respect Ye Feng like Zhao Zhenyang and others. Instead, he looked at Ye Feng with curiosity and boldly looked at him.

Ye Feng is not disgusted with this. He knows that Shanmujun is actually not very old. He is only sixteen or seventeen years old now, and he still maintains a certain degree of innocence.

"Of course, I saw through it the first time we met."

Ye Feng said with a smile.

One month ago, Ye Feng saw the ancient peach tree at the edge of the holy court, and the old man who always leaned against the ancient peach tree and looked very old.

At that time, Mr. Shanmu told Ye Feng that he had lived for hundreds of years.

The reason is precisely because of the ancient peach tree next to him. Mr. Shan Mu also pretended to be mysterious and told Ye Feng that the ancient peach tree only looked huge and had nothing special about it, but it was actually alive.

Mr. Shanmu also told Ye Feng that if the Holy Court could use him and the ancient peach tree one day, he would definitely comply even if he asked.

These words are actually a sign that Mr. Shanmu does not trust Ye Feng. He does not want to expose all his trump cards to Ye Feng.

But Mr. Shanmu is sincere towards the human race and the Holy Court. He also wants to contribute to the human race, so he made up such a lie.

If it were anyone else, he might have believed Mr. Shanmu's words, but Ye Feng could see the truth and falsehood of Mr. Shanmu at a glance. He knew that the ancient peach trees and Mr. Shanmu's old face were nothing but an illusion, and his words were all false.

It may not be appropriate to say it is an illusion. The ancient tree actually exists, but it was constructed by Mr. Yamaki using the power of his soul.

The old man appearance that Mr. Shan Mu pretended to be was also disguised by using the power of his soul.

This is a genius on the path of the soul, and he does not visualize the soul star and use the power of the soul star, but uses the power of his own soul.

Ye Feng discovered that Shan Mujun's use of the power of the soul was very superficial, with almost no skills.

From this point, it can be seen that Mr. Shanmu is able to make such a disguise entirely because of his own powerful soul and outstanding soul talent.

After that, Ye Feng also made some inquiries and confirmed his judgment. Shan Mujun's soul was still very pure and there were no traces of cultivation.

But the strength of its soul is comparable to that of a saint, which is very remarkable.

Such a talented human race is extremely rare even in the Yellow Wind World, and will be competed by top forces from all sides.

Ye Feng also didn't expect that such a person would be born in the disordered world where the human race has declined to such an extent.

Perhaps, if Ye Feng had not unexpectedly come to the Discord World, Mr. Shanmu would have become the hope of the human race in the Discord World.

Of course, in that case, Mr. Shanmu would also have to shoulder the burden of crushing the sky. Now with Ye Feng's protection, he can stand behind Ye Feng and grow up with peace of mind. This is a good thing for him.

"Hey……"

Knowing that he had been seen through, Mr. Yamaki was not very embarrassed, and he never mentioned the lies he told, and just smiled slyly.

"Lord True God, what do you want from me?"

Seeing that Mr. Shanmu ignored the previous incident, Ye Feng shook his head and laughed. This little guy is quite strange.

"Your strength is comparable to that of a saint, but I did not arrange for you to hold an official position in the Holy Court. Do you know the reason?"

Ye Feng asked.

"I don't know, little one."

Mr. Shanmu shook his head, he was indeed very confused.

Originally, Mr. Yamaki had met Ye Feng before and showed the ancient peach tree's tyrannical strength, so he thought that Ye Feng would arrange a position for him.

Mr. Shanmu doesn't care whether he is a high official or a small official, or how much power he holds, as long as he can do things for the Holy Court and the human race.

But Ye Feng didn't show any attention to him. Instead, he left after the conversation and never contacted him again.

Even though the Horned Demon King's Court came to visit, Ye Feng never came to him, which made him very puzzled.

"You are a talent and your strength is not bad, but your real stage is not here, and the Holy Court cannot display your talents."

"My stage?"

Shan Mujun looked at Ye Feng dumbly. He didn't understand. If the Holy Court was not suitable for him, then where should he go?

In the world, only the Holy Court is the home of the human race. Although Mr. Shanmu is confident, he can guarantee his own safety and freedom no matter where he goes.

But he didn't want to leave his own race, he wanted to contribute to the human race, so that he could be worthy of the talent given by God.

"Your stage should be this world. You can do more than you think!"

Ye Feng's face became serious and he looked directly at Yamaki Jundao.

Upon seeing this, Mr. Yamaki couldn't help but take it seriously and put away his smile, "Lord True God, what exactly do you want to say?"

"I am going to arrange for you to be the new king of the Horned Demon Tribe, so that this tribe, which once harmed the human race, will become the most reliable loyal dog of the human race in the future."

"Are you willing?"

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Shanmu's eyes widened. He never thought that Ye Feng would say such words.