The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 976 The gaze from the abyss

In the void, his spiritual consciousness was condensed to the extreme at this moment, but he still couldn't see clearly. There was nothing but darkness and those scarlet pupils.

In the secret room of the cave, Ye Fei's body couldn't help frowning slightly, and at the same time slowly opened his eyes.

"It is impossible to deduce..."

The power of the white dragon incarnation was restricted.

In front of him, the avatar began to become blurred, as if it would disappear at any time.

Seeing this scene, Ye Fei couldn't help shaking his head slightly. Although the technique of deduction is extraordinary, it is obviously not what the white dragon said. There is nothing in this world that cannot be deduced.

"The power of the ancient runes in the avatar body is slowly dissipating."

"Give it to me!"

Ye Fei let out a low cry, the aura flashed in his palm, and then he pointed forward.

Under the condensed power of his spiritual knowledge, the derivation incarnation that was about to dissipate was slightly stabilized.

In fact, it's not that this technique cannot be deduced, but that what he deduced has already transcended the world. This is something Ye Fei can't understand now. Without knowing it, he wasted the power of incarnation derivation.

"The power of the ancient runes leading to me is condensed, and there is still a derivation."

"Hall of the Fawang..."

In the secret room, a flash of light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and then his eyes were slightly closed. The pure spiritual consciousness then merged into the avatar in front of him again. As his spiritual consciousness merged, the avatar began to become unstable again .

As far as the eye can see, the space becomes distorted.

It was an extremely strange place, surrounded by a barren basin, about a hundred meters ahead, there was an extremely magnificent palace with a unique and retro style of construction.

In front of the main hall, on both sides of the stone steps, there are nine white jade pillars, which look majestic.

"Kakaka."

The dark golden door in front slowly opened, and a tall, stern-looking man with gray temples walked out of the door, wearing a blue robe.

This person looked to be about forty years old, his face with sharp water chestnut angles showed a bit of fortitude, his eyes were like lightning, and he was not angry and majestic. At this moment, he walked out slowly and stood on the nine stone pillars in front of the door. center.

After a moment of silence, the man in the center of the stone pillar suddenly raised his head and looked in the air ahead.

In the void, Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness trembled. He only felt an invisible force enveloping his spiritual consciousness. The people in front obviously existed only after they discovered him, and they were staring at him at this moment.

"What rubbish derivation technique."

"It's like a chicken rib..."

Ye Fei couldn't help cursing inwardly, there was no way to deduce behind the black door, and the person who saw it at this moment could easily find himself, which made him a little speechless.

In the distance ahead, at the center of the stone pillar at this moment, the middle-aged man suddenly showed a smile on his face.

"Ye Fei, I really didn't expect that we would meet in this way." The middle-aged man, with the same smile on his face, looked forward and said slowly.

As the words fell, in the air ahead, the power of spiritual consciousness turned into a phantom, and Ye Fei's figure appeared at this moment.

This is a temporary incarnation formed by condensing the power of his spiritual knowledge and the power of the ancient runes in the white dragon incarnation.

Looking around, Ye Fei focused his attention on the middle-aged man at this moment.

"This is the Fawang Palace?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice with calm eyes.

In front of the stone pillar in front, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, and then said, "Since you are so interested in this hall, why did you keep putting off inviting you before?"

The person in front, Ye Fei's eyes flashed as soon as these words came out.

"You are the Chief Palace Master!" The expression on Ye Fei's face couldn't help becoming a little more serious at this moment.

If so, he should be in the western martial arts world at this moment, and following his gaze at this moment, the person in front of him is undoubtedly a Chinese.

The main hall master of the Dharma King Hall is actually a Chinese martial artist.

But at this time, in the center of the stone pillar in front, the main hall master's gaze was fixed, and then he suddenly raised his hand.

All of a sudden, there was a faint blocking force that solidified the surrounding space, and Ye Fei's avatar in the midair began to become blurred, followed by a sharp pain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Junior, do you know that Bailong's derivation technique was taught to him by this hall?"

"Incarnate spirit, don't roll yet."

The palace master seemed a little displeased with Ye Fei's avatar. At this moment, the subject changed, and his voice became a bit lower.

The surrounding air trembled accordingly.

In the air ahead, Ye Fei's figure became illusory while opening his mouth. The power of his condensed spiritual knowledge was shaken by the palace master and disappeared into the air.

Huaxia, the central-southern border, within the barren mountains.

At this moment in the secret room of the cave, Ye Fei suddenly opened his eyes. In front of him, the incarnation of the white dragon suddenly collapsed.

"Dharma King's Hall, the main hall master is also from Huaxia, and this person's strength has at least the power of the fifth level of robbery." Ye Fei's eyes flashed a bright light, and then he settled down.

After a while, he slowly stood up, the white dragon avatar collapsed, and his chances of deduction were already exhausted by it.

In the secret room in the cave, after Ye Fei calmed down the spiritual power in his body, a look of fortitude flashed across his face.

"I must, step into the realm of the gods as soon as possible." Ye Fei murmured, then turned around and walked out of this barren mountain cave.

The head master of the Dharma King's Hall put great pressure on him. The eight hall envoys under him, each of them has extremely good combat power, and most of them know the powerful and shocking Taoism.

And these spells are undoubtedly all from the Palace Master, whose strength is self-evident.

In front of the barren mountain and the cave, Ye Fei pondered for a while, then stepped into the air, heading for the depths of this mountain range, and at this moment he dodged away.

Not long after, his figure stopped and he looked down.

It was a low valley, and at first glance, it seemed inconspicuous and unremarkable.

"Yue Xiaohong, come out and meet me." A flash of light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and the power of spiritual knowledge was in his voice.

As the words fell, the valley below trembled suddenly.

I saw that the space in the valley began to slowly become distorted, and a portal of spiritual light above slowly opened.

"Brother Ye, you are finally here, I have been waiting for a long time."

"Please!"

Above the valley, from the entrance of the spiritual light, a person walked out slowly at this moment, it was Yue Xiaohong, the master of the Lingyu Sect.

With a smile on his face, the man immediately raised his hand to Ye Fei.

After all, the two didn't say much, and they entered the entrance of the spiritual light together.

After only a moment, the entrance was closed, and this unremarkable valley returned to its former appearance. It was obvious that there was a Sumeru space in the valley.

Passing through the entrance, the aura in the surrounding air has obviously become much stronger. As far as the eye can see, there are peaks towering, and the mountain gate hall stands on the highest mountain peak.

There are not many disciples in this Lingyumen, but under Ye Fei's spiritual perception, there are quite a few strong ones among them.

The overall strength is almost above the Jindan Dao, and there are at least dozens of martial arts cultivators in the Nascent Soul Realm. In terms of strength, this Lingyu Sect is not inferior to the top sects.

"The hidden door of the ancestor of the robbery realm is really not bad." Ye Fei chuckled, he had guessed the strength of the Lingyu door before.

Although this hidden sect is low-key in the Chinese martial arts world, after all, it has an ancestor of the tribulation realm, and its own strength has surpassed that of the first-class hidden sect.

"Brother Ye, two days ago, after the ancestor came out of the mountain to meet you, he went directly to retreat in the back mountain when he came back."

"The old man told you to wait for him for two days after you come here."

Yue Xiaohong turned his head to look at Ye Fei at this moment, and said slowly.

At this moment, the two of them were standing under a white arch bridge, surrounded by fairy mist on both sides of the bridge, as if standing in mid-air, after crossing the arch bridge, there was a training ground for martial arts.

Along the way, the disciples in the sect raised their hands and clasped their fists, showing great respect to Yue Xiaohong.

"Two days, yes." Ye Fei was silent for a moment, then nodded in response.

This time, the patriarch of the Lingyumen didn't hesitate to offend the Dharma King Palace, helped him cover up the deduction of the white dragon, and gave himself a power of catastrophe to defend himself. Ye Fei was very grateful for this.

After the two chatted, under the leadership of Yue Xiaohong, the two appeared in front of a mansion.

This is a mountain stream. The mansion in front of it stands on the cliff platform. Although it is not too big, it is also considered exquisite and elegant. The aura of heaven and earth around it is also extremely strong.

In front of the mansion, above the white gate, three large golden characters of 'Ziyou Pavilion' are engraved on it.

"Brother Ye, this is the place where I, the elder of the Lingyumen, are qualified to live."

"You will live here for the past two days. After the ancestor leaves the customs, he will come here to inform you as soon as possible in the next meeting." The smile on Yue Xiaohong's face did not change, and he raised his hands and clasped his fists again.

After all, he stopped talking.

Hearing this, Ye Fei raised his hand in polite return. He also had some internal wounds, and it would take a little time to recover. It would be no harm to wait here for two days.

Mountain stream, in front of the mansion, after Yue Xiaohong finished speaking, he turned and left.

In front of the mansion, Ye Fei thought for a moment, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, a flash of inspiration flashed in his palm, and a rune power formed at his fingertips when he raised his hand.

"Seal." With a soft shout, a defensive formation barrier was formed.

The defense of this barrier is not strong. With Ye Fei raising his hand, it enveloped the entire Ziyou Pavilion and turned it into a defensive formation.

This formation cannot block the strong, but Ye Fei can sense someone stepping in immediately.

"Two days are enough for me to recover from my injuries." Ye Fei murmured, and then walked into the mansion.

After entering the mansion, he found a secret hall, took out thousands of spirit crystals from the storage ring, surrounded him, sat cross-legged at the same time, and soon entered the cultivation state.

Time passed quietly, and a day passed in a blink of an eye...

Since Ye Fei entered Ziyou Pavilion, he has been in a state of cultivation, and the injuries in his body are recovering at an extremely fast speed.

(End of this chapter)