King of the Fairy City

At this moment, Huangfu Yan's thoughts were in a mess and her mood was complicated.

As early as that year, she had heard her master talk in detail about her senior brother whom she had never met.

This person is really outstanding and outstanding.

The lineage of Zuowang Dao in the fairy world has a very long history, not shorter than some middle-class sects.

But the "Zuowang Sutra" has such a big flaw, and the fairy world is full of three thousand great ways, and infinite inheritances are competing for glory. Who would be interested in a mere Zuowang Dao?

Therefore, Zuowang Dao has always been a single lineage inheritance between master and apprentice, and few have more disciples.

Even so, all the disciples accepted are useless.

After countless years of inheritance, only her senior brother has escaped. This person is really an anomaly. Not to mention his mediocre talent, he can make rapid progress in practicing "Zuowang Sutra", but practicing other skills is twice as effective.

But because of this, the lineage of Zuowang Dao was finally developed and flourished in the hands of the senior brother, and as the senior brother's cultivation level continued to improve, the influence of Zuowang Dao became more and more far-reaching.

Of course, the real reason why Huangfu Yan couldn't calm down was... this senior brother had a confidante who had been in love with him for countless years, and she was a supreme existence in the fairy world.

How should I fight? That was the immortal.

Huangfu Yan suddenly felt a little confused, bitter in her heart, and gloomy.

"Ji Rushang... meet senior brother."

Ji Rushang finally saluted Ye Mo. At this moment, Ji Rushang suddenly sighed that fate was playing tricks on people.

When he and Ye Mo first met, he was still Eryu and Ye Mo was still Ye Qin. The two fought each other as soon as they met. Ye Mo was also chased by him all the way to Xiyou Continent, and finally had to jump into reincarnation.

Who would have thought that today, he would become Ye Mo's junior brother and have to respectfully call him his senior brother for life!

Huangfu Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Huangfu Yan... meet you, senior brother."

Ye Mo naturally knew what was in her little head. He reached out and grabbed her soft little hand and smiled, "Don't think too much. Your memory is sealed, so you don't know that you are the Ice Lotus Fairy. We went down to the lower world together."

p\u003e"Ice Lotus Fairy?"

Huangfu Yan was stunned, her eyes were full of confusion, and then she recovered and quickly understood what Ye Mo meant. Suddenly, all the complicated emotions disappeared, but she was not excited, only a little relaxed and happy.

"It seems that you have recovered your memory."

Chen Feng smiled with relief.

Ye Mo shook his head slightly, bowed first, and then said: "The disciple has not recovered his memory, but I learned about the past from Senior Shengxuan."

"Shengxuan? It should have gone down to the lower world a long time ago, and you and his status are so different, how could you know it?"

Chen Feng felt a little confused, and his clear memory suddenly became a little uncertain.

Ye Mo was silent for a moment, and then said, "Master, do you know the source of the seal of heaven and earth? And the two immortal lights?"

"Go on."

Chen Feng's breathing became a little rapid, and he had some guesses.

"The two immortal lights are exactly my disciple and Yan'er. The source of the seal of heaven and earth is my disciple. My disciple became an immortal master in the immortal world, but because his secret was exposed, he attracted the covetousness of immortal masters from all sides and joined forces to besiege him. Fortunately, with the help of Yan'er, he was able to escape to the lower world and leave the seal with his last mana."

Ye Mo explained.

When these words came out, Ji Rushang, Huangfu Yan, and Chen Feng were all stunned. They couldn't believe it and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.

After a long time, Chen Feng sighed and said, "So that's it, so that's it... I really didn't expect that the little kids who were still naive at the time would become immortal masters. Your master is proud of you."

"I, Chen Feng, actually accepted two immortal masters as disciples. Hahaha, who could have thought, who could have thought."

Ji Rushang was completely stunned.

He never thought that Ye Mo's background was so amazing, and Huangfu Yan, these two were once immortals, the supreme existence in the immortal world!

Ji Rushang's eyes were complicated, hesitant for a moment, and still said politely: "Greetings, senior sister."

As soon as he said that, Chen Feng waved his hand and said: "The rules cannot be broken. Mo'er is the disciple accepted by the master in the immortal world. He is the eldest brother. You are the disciple accepted by the master when he was asleep. Yan'er was accepted in recent years. Let's not talk about the past and the origin. We only look at how early we accepted the disciples. Let's start from the beginning. You are the second senior brother and Yan'er is the youngest junior sister."

Huangfu Yan naturally didn't care so much. She smiled and said politely: "Yan'er greets the second senior brother."

"Junior sister."

Ji Rushang also returned the greeting. The master had spoken, so he could only obey.

Chen Feng smiled and nodded, then suddenly looked at Ye Mo and said, "Mo'er, your memory has not been restored. What are your plans for the future?"

"Retreat."

Ye Mo had already made plans, and immediately replied, "When I was in the Imperial Palace, I had already mastered the three-series sword formation of gold, wood, and fire. If I want to break through the refining void, I need to perfect the five-series. Now it's best to retreat and comprehend the breakthrough."

"Okay, since you already have a plan, I won't interfere with you. Um... you don't have a great Dao magic weapon, right? Do you need to bring your eight-series flying sword when you practice in retreat?" Chen Feng asked.

Ye Mo was stunned, even with his state of mind, he was a little happy at this moment-Yan'er's ice and fire swords are both at the level of great Dao magic weapons, but they are from the hands of the master.

"Disciple only has one Renhuang Bell, which is actually not very suitable for disciples. As for the eight-series flying sword...disciple does not need it."

Ye Mo replied respectfully.

"If it's not suitable, keep it. You can do whatever you want with it. Give me the Eight-Series Flying Sword. When you come out of seclusion, I will return you the eight great instruments so that you can overcome the heavenly tribulation."

As Chen Feng spoke, he flipped his palm, and a brilliant light flashed. Several crystal clear jade slips with a bright luster appeared in his hand. He said: "These are all the skills, magic, immortal arts, insights, etc. in my memory. They are all given to me by you, including the "Zuowang Xianjing". You can take them all. I hope... you can reproduce the miracles in the fairyland."

"Thank you, Master."

Ye Mo presented the eight-series flying sword, and then took several jade slips.

Through the aura emitted by the jade slips, Ye Mo could clearly feel that these jade slips were very extraordinary. Only such jade slips could be imprinted with powerful skills and spells. Otherwise, ordinary jade slips could not bear it at all and would be destroyed by the power of heaven.

With a wave of his robe sleeve, he took away Ye Mo's eight-series flying sword. Chen Feng looked at Ji Rushang again, and flipped his hand. An ancient stone sword appeared in his hand. It was the Eryu Sword.

"Although this Eryu Sword is likely brought down from the fairyland by your senior brother, you are the last leader of the Ancient Alliance, so the Eryu Sword is now handed over to you. I hope you will not bury it."

Chen Feng handed the Eryu Sword to Ji Rushang, and also gave him several jade slips. Chen Feng taught his disciples everything he knew without reservation.

Ji Rushang hesitated and couldn't help but glance at Ye Mo.

Ye Mo smiled faintly and nodded to Ji Rushang, without any reluctance in his eyes.

Taking the Eryu Sword and the jade slips, Ji Rushang bowed respectfully.

The business was done, Chen Feng suddenly glanced at Ye Mo and Huangfu Yan, and said with a smile: "Moer, Yaner, when will your wedding be held? Especially Moer, your wedding wine, your master has been waiting for thousands of lifetimes."

Huangfu Yan's exquisite and beautiful face suddenly turned red, as if she was slightly drunk, and then she put it away.

Ye Mo also considered this, and said naturally at this moment: "After the disciple retreats to overcome the tribulation, the wedding will be held."

"Hahaha, good, good... The master is waiting for you to come out of retreat."

Chen Feng laughed loudly, feeling very comfortable.

Ye Mo and the other two quickly left the quiet room, but when Ji Rushang was about to leave, he was pulled away by Ye Mo and brought into the micro world.

Ye Mo naturally considered this matter. Ji Rushang is Er Yu, and now he is still his junior brother. Moreover, the latter knows some of his secrets, so there is no need to hide it.

Ye Mo trusts Ji Rushang, although the two have not known each other and spent a long time together.

In addition, Ye Mo also attaches great importance to Ji Rushang's potential. The future is a big world, and people like Ji Rushang must be won over.

Before entering the micro world for retreat, there was a small episode.

Ah Li, who had been studying alchemy and weapon refining in Tiandao Sect for a long time, came back with a bunch of jade slips and books, and asked to enter the micro world to continue studying. Ye Mo had no objection to this, and brought Ah Li into the micro world.

After dividing three spaces in the micro world and granting Ji Rushang and Yan'er some rights, Ye Mo entered a closed-door retreat, ignoring the outside world, and began to comprehend the laws and create the remaining two sword formations.

On a towering and majestic mountain, half of the mountain rises into the clouds, with snow on it and cold wind blowing. Ye Mo's tiny figure sits cross-legged quietly on the top of the mountain, and eight ancient and mysterious prisms stand around him, flashing a little light and flowing with an inexplicable mysterious aura.

In the Kunpeng Imperial Palace, after Ye Mo got the Immortal Water Pomegranate, he put it into the micro world and then went into seclusion. It was during that seclusion that Ye Mo re-created the Five Elements Sword Formation and created the first upgraded version of the Five Elements Sword Formation: the Five Elements Immortal-Slaying Formation - the Immortal-Burning Sword Formation.

Later, in the Fire Phoenix Immortal Nest, while Ye Mo recovered from his injuries, he created the Decaying Immortal Sword Formation, and finally, in the Divine Gold River, he created the Immortal-Breaking Sword Formation.

Finally, in the perception area, Ye Mo did not create other sword formations, because creating sword formations not only takes a long time, but also causes a lot of noise. In that situation, it is very likely to be targeted and disturbed by others, which is useless.

However, Ye Mo has already extracted the essence of the perceptions of the four emperors, and with Chen Feng's perception as a foundation, the remaining two sword formations have accumulated enough, and it is only a matter of time to create them.

Not only that, Ye Mo's goal has expanded a lot. He wants to reverse the Yin Five Elements Sword Formation, and combine the Yin and Yang Sword Formation into one, so that his own foundation is more terrifying and his foundation is more solid, and then...

Buzz——

The void trembles, but there is no change around. The flowers are still the same flowers, whiter than snow, and the mountains are still the same mountains, immortal and invincible, but Ye Mo knows clearly... within a thousand miles, time is different from the outside world.

Ye Mo slowly closed his eyes, and the huge breath instantly subsided, making him like a lifeless rock, no different from the surrounding stones. Let time pass, Ye Mo is motionless, silent, and deep in understanding.

Time flies.

I don't know how long it has been, Ye Mo suddenly opened his eyes, and the prism with aqua blue luster behind him suddenly flickered. He raised his hand, and the snow flew, and the fingertips were surrounded by brilliant blue light, and he quickly pointed and carved in the void.

Finally, the rune sword formation flew out with a bang, shattering the void.

Ye Mo's face was calm, without any expression, neither happy nor sad. He was silent for a moment, then closed his eyes again. With a thought, he communicated with the water prism behind him.

…

Eighty years later.

Ye Mo was still sitting cross-legged in the same place. This time was different from when he first came in. Around him, a piece of aquamarine light curtain stood up in the void in a square shape. It was densely packed, squeezing the void, and spreading over the sky and the ground for thousands of miles around. There were endless runes and words flickering on it. Just one glance made people feel like they were falling into the ocean of the road.

But Ye Mo still didn't stop. The light in his eyes continued to flicker, bright and dazzling. He stared at the light curtain in front of him, and his fingers on the light curtain did not fall for a long time.

In his mind, endless information surged wildly, as vast as the ocean, all shining brightly, constantly spinning and running, as if there was an invisible big hand moving in it, and the light of the text kept dimming, and then new text appeared, and some were even just a blurry light.

These blurry lights and words were very fragmented, but densely packed, like the stars in the sky, countless.

Pieces of light dimmed, and new light burst out with a blazing auspicious light, illuminating the entire world of nothingness in his mind.

Until a certain moment, all these words and the blurred light balls suddenly connected together, collided and merged with each other, evolved rapidly, and burst out with strange lights and colors.

In the outside world, the brilliance in Ye Mo's eyes became brighter and brighter. Finally, his hand suddenly moved, and quickly imprinted pieces of words and blurred light on the light curtain in front of him, and then these blurred lights quickly evolved into graphics and were forcibly revealed.

At this moment, the void around Ye Mo trembled and vibrated continuously. Then, pieces of mysterious and beautiful petals appeared out of thin air, falling one after another, not affected by the fierce cold wind at all, and there were bursts of mysterious and incomparable Tao sounds shaking, and the vision was amazing.

After depicting the light curtain in front of him, Ye Mo suddenly exhaled a white gas. Although this white gas was mist, it was sharp and sharp, comparable to the sword of a cultivator, and pierced through the mountain for thousands of feet.

Then, Ye Mo's hands danced quickly, evolving and reorganizing the light curtains within a thousand miles, and continuously connecting them. Finally, he slapped his palm, and the bright light on the light curtains suddenly dissipated, leaving only plain and simple words and a piece of graphics that returned to nature.

"Silent Sutra - Transformation Chapter" was completed, and this technique was pushed to the point of great success by Ye Mo!