Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

At the bottom of the pool, a small bowl-shaped step is naturally formed. Above it, a mass of jade like material the size of the palm of your hand is creeping back and forth gently, like a jellyfish made of jade.

Around it, the pool water is naturally separated to form a space only the size of one person.

Facing the pool, the naked eye can see that the energy with young hair is constantly diffused from the pool and merged into the glittering and white material.

"This is the real soil. Judging by its color, it has been at least four or five thousand years, boy. I'm rich!"

Even yuan Ling's breath was a little short.

For other treasures, they may be precious for thousands of years. However, the soil is different. Once invaded by external forces, they will be damaged. The sudden change of the breath of heaven and earth will also dissipate their energy.

The formation of this soil shows that no one has set foot here for 4000 or 5000 years.

Restraining his excitement, Ye Feng's hands filled with Yuan force and wanted to bring Ying soil into his arms.

"Boy, with mental strength, you can't let it be infected by external forces, so as to retain the energy of the soil to the greatest extent."

Yuan Ling hurriedly stopped Ye Feng.

Ye Feng drew back his hand when he was on fire. After taking back the yuan force, he slowly urged his mental force and wrapped it around Ying soil.

A moment later, a jade object the size of a fist was lifted by the spirit and suspended in front of Ye Feng.

"Finally got it!"

Ye Feng felt the chill of this sacred land. If yuan Ling hadn't been well-informed, I'm afraid he would have missed the baby this time.

"Put it away and do research after you go back."

"Here... It's inconvenient to stay more."

Smelling the speech, Ye Feng nodded and put the soil wrapped by his spiritual strength into the storage bag. Immediately, he jumped out towards the future.

A quarter of an hour later, Ye Feng drilled out of the ground.

He carefully piled the soil back to the hole, roughly restored it to its original state, and then went to the periphery of the canyon.

In the grottoes behind the original waterfall, Ye Feng didn't leave directly, but wiped out all the cultivation traces left by himself.

Whew, whew

Just about to rush out of the waterfall, two terrible smells like wild dragons flew across the sky and were shooting here.

"No, indeed, the inner door elder was disturbed!"

The whole body was full of excitement. Ye Feng quietly restrained all his breath. He didn't rush out of the waterfall like lightning until the two figures were far away.

When he crossed the boundary of the restricted area and returned to diyuanzong, Ye Feng breathed a sigh.

With the strength of the Diyuan sect, he may have noticed the traces of Ying soil long ago, but Ye Feng was confused. Why didn't the inner door elders take Ying soil away?

……

Inside the Houshan Canyon, two figures like an abyss and a sea stand. They are shrouded in light fog and can't see their appearance.

"Who is so bold as to break into the back mountain?"

A figure on the left, with a trace of anger in his tone, swept his eyes from the traces of the fight.

The man looked up and took a deep breath, and immediately sighed heavily: "it's those little guys in chennan... Lao Nie, did you leak the news of Ying earth?"

The figure on the right shook his head and didn't have a good way: "I've always been tight lipped, and I've long said that the curiosity of those little guys is too strong, and sooner or later someone will be unable to control it."

If Xiao chennan is still there, he will recognize them at a glance. These two people... Are impressively elder he of the Sutra Taoist field and old Nie of the Mingwen hall.

Elder he nodded helplessly and said, "well, what they got should only be the remains of Ying soil, but I'm very pleased that these little guys killed the Hydra Jiao."

"Well, it's really good. It's a blessing that this sect's inscription technique can't compete with Tianyuan sect in terms of combat power."

As they talked, they quickly entered the canyon, but only after seeing the floating soil on the green land destroyed by people did they show a trace of tension in their eyes.

"Fortunately, I didn't dig deeply. However... Even Ying soil's remains are very rare. It's cheaper for them this time."

Caress a long beard, elder he smiled helplessly.

"Ha ha, chennan, they are the elite of our sect after all. Why be stingy? I'm looking forward to getting yingtu's legacy. What brilliance can they shine in the hegemony competition."

The old Nie with a slight smile said here. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something. The conversation turned: "I heard that the little guy named Ye Feng had a holiday with Bu Jing salamander some time ago. What's the matter?"

"I've also heard about it. Bu Jing salamander spoke at the inner door and wanted to teach Ye Feng a lesson in the hegemony competition, but... I don't think they can fight."

"There are too many differences in strength, and whether you can enter the competition screening is a problem with the rank identity of Ye Feng's factotum disciple."

Old he mused.

"With that boy's mind, I don't think so..."

"Forget it, the younger generation has their own blessings. We can't interfere too much. That ye boy has great talent in inscriptions. It's a big deal that when he is in danger, we two will come forward once..."

Ye Feng's figure flashed in his mind, and Nie Lao whispered meaningfully.

If elder Nie and elder he knew that the real land that they worked hard to protect had fallen into the bag of leaf maple, they would not be as light as now.

……

While they were planning what to use to guard the back mountain, Ye Feng had already left the restricted area and went straight to the factotum building.

Along the way, there were already industrious disciples who got up early to practice. When they saw Ye Feng in a hurry, they immediately showed a lot of surprised eyes.

"Ho ho... Ho ho..."

Around the corridor, there was a mile from the factotum building, and bursts of low shouts came into Ye Feng's ears.

"These guys got up so early!"

The pace slowed down for a few minutes, and Ye Feng was very pleased. Under the devil training of Guan Buyu and others, the progress of sweeping the floor door during this period can be described as thousands of miles with each passing day.

"Boss!"

"Boss Ye is back!"

Seeing Ye Feng from afar, they swept the door and shouted happily.

The title, also from the original younger martial brother ye, has become the boss.

"I wipe. You've been back for so many days. We thought something had happened to you. If it's a few days later, sister Ning Zhen and I are ready to break into the back mountain."

In the hall, Wang Yuwei, who heard the news, rushed out like a rabbit, followed by yuan Ningzhen.

His wolf howling voice also startled Guan Buyu and others, so that Ye Feng, who originally wanted to keep a low profile, had no choice but to smile.

He was gratified that heiwentian had also returned, all beard and tail, without any injury.

"Master ye, your breath seems much stronger than when you were promoted to jiuzhong, and... Gives Bai a different feeling."

He looked at Ye Feng carefully and said in surprise.

Although it has only disappeared for more than a month, for Ye Feng, it has been practicing in isolation for several years, and of course it has changed greatly.

Some of them are brought about by the improvement of cultivation. As for the other part, even Bai impermanence, the strong man in the later stage of the king's realm, can't see through.

"Brother ye, Lao Guan, I also think you are a little different, but I can't tell the truth."

Guan Buyu also stared. The feeling that Ye Feng had should never appear on the martial artist in the virtual environment.

Ye Feng smiled but did not speak.

What they said should be caused by their understanding of "riot" Xiaocheng