The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 823 Beiming Mountain

In the compass space, in the deepest part of the mountain jungle, there is a concave basin. The flash of light Ye Fei saw just now comes from the center of this basin.

In mid-air, Ye Fei was extremely fast, and the situation in the center of the basin ahead quickly fell into his sight.

"It's not a treasure..." Ye Fei murmured, and couldn't help frowning slightly at this moment.

Not long after, his figure landed on the basin. Following his gaze, he could see that not far ahead was a small altar, and the source of light was on the altar.

Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then approached slowly, looked up at the altar, with a thoughtful look on his face.

In the center of the basin, the altar is round and made of black stones. The ancient runes on it reveal the breath of time, and there is an incomplete seal in the center, which is glowing faintly at the moment.

"The power of this seal seems to have existed for a long time, and the power is about to disappear." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and after pondering for a while, the aura in his palm condensed.

Without too much hesitation, a wave of spiritual power shot out when he raised his hand, and landed firmly on the altar.

The power of this blow is not considered strong, but it can easily break the seal. On this altar, the power of the seal is already extremely weak, so there should be no danger.

If there is some kind of ominous thing being sealed, with the incomplete power on the altar at the moment, it is impossible to restrict it, so Ye Fei simply chose to break the seal directly.

"Boom... Kaka."

With a flash of spiritual light, the small altar in front trembled, and the power of the incomplete seal collapsed.

At the center of the altar, a cyan light curtain could be seen flickering, and under Ye Fei's gaze, it condensed into a phantom in the shape of a human, who was no stranger to him.

"Huh? Senior Daoqing." Ye Fei was stunned, then raised his hands and cupped his fists.

With the shattering of the seal, the phantom of the human figure became more and more clear. At this moment, he was looking down at Ye Fei, the expression on his face was as calm as water, and there was no change in his expression.

On the altar, Dao Qing's gaze was focused on Ye Fei.

To be precise, it should be focused on his finger, the storage ring.

"You've seen her." After a long time, Dao Qing spoke in a low voice, his voice was deep and distant, with a vague sense of heaviness.

As soon as he finished his words, before Ye Fei could respond, he saw a red awn above the storage ring, and the red fairy bamboo flute suddenly appeared at this moment, floating in mid-air.

Ye Fei's eyes were fixed, and he couldn't help being shocked at the moment.

"Red Immortal Bamboo Flute!"

"In this way, I didn't just enter the compass consciously." Ye Fei raised his arm subconsciously, staring at the storage ring in his finger, his face could not help showing doubts at this moment.

As a strong man in the late Nascent Soul, it is impossible for him to be indistinguishable from the conscious body and the main body.

At this moment, the one standing on the basin is undoubtedly the consciousness body, but for some reason, it is almost the same as the body, and he can even take out the items in the storage ring at will.

After thinking for a while, Ye Fei couldn't help shaking his head slightly, temporarily putting the matter behind him, and then looked up at the mid-air ahead.

Following his gaze, it can be seen that after the appearance of the Red Immortal Bamboo Flute, the red awn on it became more intense, and then a phantom formed from the bamboo flute, standing in mid-air.

"Hua Lanxue." Ye Fei murmured, he knew this girl.

On the altar in front of him, the expression on Dao Qing's face at this moment finally changed. His eyes trembled slightly, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he quietly stared at the phantom in front of him.

Above the Red Immortal Bamboo Flute, Hua Lanxue was also staring at Daoqing in a daze.

The two phantoms just stood there looking at each other. Did anyone say something, as if they had forgotten the time at this moment, they just looked at each other quietly like this.

"Xue..." Dao Qing finally held back at this moment, and spoke in a low voice.

In the midair ahead, Hua Lanxue's body trembled, tears gushed out of her eyes, she slowly raised her arm, as if she wanted to grab something, but saw that her arm gradually blurred and finally disappeared.

The next moment, Hua Lanxue's phantom figure also quickly dissipated.

On the Red Immortal Bamboo Flute, the flickering red light dissipated, and soon returned to Ye Fei, and merged into his storage ring like a spirit.

"Senior, this matter." Ye Fei showed a complicated look at this time, and he didn't know what to say. He couldn't control the red fairy bamboo flute just now, otherwise the phantom of Hua Lanxue would not have dissipated so quickly.

On the altar in front, Dao Qing was silent for a long time, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

"I should thank you for being able to see her again." The helplessness on Dao Qing's face hadn't faded yet, he glanced at Ye Fei, and responded in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help taking a deep breath, and then raised his hands and cupped his fists towards him.

He couldn't sense whether the Daoqing Xianjun in front of him was his real body or just a wisp of consciousness at this moment. The hard power gap between the two was indeed too huge.

Looking at the entire martial arts world, I am afraid that there is no one whose strength can be compared with this Daoqing.

"Senior, does the agreement between you and me still count?" After a moment of silence, Ye Fei raised his head and asked.

He entered the second floor of the treasure house, it can be said that he came here entirely for Lan Fei. Ye Fei, the source of longevity, was determined to win it, but to wake Fei'er up, he would undoubtedly need the action of this old monster who had lived for an unknown number of years.

Lan Fei's mind and soul were all gone, and in Ye Fei's perception, it was already considered a miracle.

Even if he possesses the sky-defying medical skills of a medical sage, it is impossible for him to resurrect a dead person. The person in front of him is undoubtedly Ye Fei's all hope.

"How can I deceive you, the power of the Source of Longevity is not something you can understand now." Dao Qing's expression at this time has returned to his previous calm, and he nodded in response in a low voice.

"Thank you." Ye Fei heard a flash of light in front of his eyes.

Now that the soul power of the Golden Compass is gathered, and Dao Qing appears here again, it should not be difficult to find the Immortal Bridge, the source of longevity is already within easy reach.

On the altar, Dao Qing took a deep look at Ye Fei, and then said again: "Don't rush to thank, the source of longevity is not so easy to get."

"Senior, please speak frankly. I am very grateful." Ye Fei, who was below, focused his eyes and said quickly.

No matter how much the price is, he must obtain the source of longevity, and the person in front of him is undoubtedly the person who knows Penglai Xiandao best, and he must know how to obtain the source of longevity.

"When you step up to the altar, you will know it at a glance." Daoqing raised his hand at the same time as he spoke.

On the altar in front of him, there was a staircase shining with blue light, extending towards Ye Fei in front, and soon appeared at his feet.

On the basin, in front of the altar, Ye Fei's eyes showed perseverance, and he stepped up the stairs without any hesitation.

At this time, Ye Fei couldn't tell whether he was a consciousness body or his main body had entered the compass. After he stepped into the altar, his eyes were suddenly blurred.

The surrounding world seemed to be spinning rapidly.

A series of flickering phantoms fell into Ye Fei's line of sight, making him feel dizzy and having a splitting headache.

"Calm down, concentrate." A whisper suddenly came from his ear.

Ye Fei's heart trembled, and his mind became clear for an instant. His eyes were slightly closed, and the spiritual power in his body was mobilized and rotated regularly, and the severe pain in his head quickly disappeared without a trace.

When he opened his eyes again, he had already appeared in another world.

"This is..." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head to look at everything around him. At this moment, his heart couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Beside Ye Fei, Dao Qing was still standing there, and under the feet of the two, the altar had disappeared, and they were standing in midair at this time.

In the sky, white clouds fluttered. Since entering the treasure house, the morning sun, which he hadn't seen for a long time, was hanging in the sky at this moment, and the soft sunlight was shining on the earth. Ye Fei could even feel the warmth of the morning light.

The surroundings are full of spiritual power, the air is very fresh, and you can't feel the slightest bit of dead air.

In front of the two of them, there is a mountain peak that soars into the sky, surrounded by fairy mist, and there are strange beasts faintly appearing in the clouds, and there are mansions and halls under the mountain.

On the ground, one can feel the aura of many people in martial arts, and the strength of these people is above Yuanying.

"The Hidden Gate of Martial Dao?" Ye Fei calmed down and observed the surrounding scene, then subconsciously whispered.

Here I really think of Huaxia's Yinmen, but the scale is much larger, and the overall strength is definitely not comparable to that of Yinmen. It seems that the lowest strength also has the realm of Nascent Soul.

"That mountain peak is called Beiming Mountain."

"This is Penglai thousands of years ago. What you see has really existed before." Dao Qing took a step forward at this time, and the color of reminiscence flashed in his deep eyes.

Ye Fei also reacted instantly when he heard the words.

"Ever..." In this way, what he saw at this moment should be Dao Qing's phantom of memories, but at this moment Ye Fei felt an indescribable sense of reality.

As if at this moment, he has traveled through time, even the warmth of the sun can be truly felt.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, there was a sudden sound from the top of Beiming Mountain in the distance ahead, which could be described as deafening, and the fairy fog surrounding the mountain trembled and rolled.

"Wait, welcome the fairy!" Inside the sect below, countless martial arts came out of the main hall of the mansion at this time.

These people all showed respectful expressions on their faces, and at almost the same time, they raised their hands and cupped their fists and bowed to the top of Beiming Mountain.

It was only at this moment that Ye Fei felt how terrifying the overall strength of Penglai Xiandao was. Many of the ancient cultivators below him could not see through the strength, which shows that he has stepped into the realm of the gods.

Just at the foot of Beiming Mountain, there are at least dozens of strong men in the realm of gods.

Dozens of powerful masters, if they appear in today's martial arts world, I am afraid that both the Huaxia Yinmen and the Western martial arts world will be shocked by them.

(End of this chapter)