Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

Ye Feng was quite shocked.

However, Mo Changfeng can survive safely in no man's land. His strength is by no means comparable to that of ordinary martial artists, and he has so much hope in his heart.

Although Ye Feng doesn't know what level Mo Changfeng has reached, it's definitely a big man. It's a powerful existence he can't imagine now.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng has a fine flash in his eyes: "elder, please help the younger generation to collect some innate spiritual dew."

"Well, it's extremely precious. If it wasn't for the enlightenment tree, I wouldn't be able to collect it. Since I have this opportunity, I can't miss it."

Mo Changfeng nodded slightly.

Helping Ye Feng collect congenital Linglu is not only good for Ye Feng, but also of great help to himself.

Congenital Linglu, even his existence at this level, feels extremely precious.

Ye Feng immediately understood the meaning of Mo Changfeng.

Obviously, this expert also wants some innate spiritual dew.

But this is a win-win thing. Of course, he is not stupid enough to refuse.

The villain didn't send any voice. Obviously, Mo Changfeng's words made him feel feasible.

Now Ye Feng is just a little curious.

I haven't mentioned the five elements method before. Is it difficult? The strange villain who followed him is not as powerful as Mo Changfeng?

In this case, he couldn't communicate directly with the villain, so he didn't ask much. He stood quietly with his hands arched, watching Mo Changfeng stimulate a yuan force, pull up the dead branches of the enlightenment tree, and suspend them several feet above the innate spirit dew of the pool.

Driven by the force of ink Changfeng yuan, there is a hazy water vapor condensing below.

Of course, this speed can be said to be extremely slow.

It takes about half an hour to pull and condense a drop from the pool.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was slightly disappointed.

He just thought that he could get out the whole pool of congenital spirit dew.

Mo Changfeng looked at Ye Feng's look, smiled and shook his head: "it's really fearless for ignorant people. Boy, congenital Linglu is a congenital thing. If you can have the opportunity to collect a drop, you already need bad luck. Don't be too greedy."

Ye Feng smiled awkwardly.

He really doesn't understand how precious the congenital spirit dew is now.

"Two drops of spiritual dew can make me trapped here and recover the wounds I have suffered for so many years. It takes at least hundreds of drops to make your enlightenment tree wither and rejuvenate. You can get enough innate spiritual dew within half a month after the wind dissipates."

After collecting a few drops, Mo Changfeng swallowed two drops, took out two more drops, made an experiment on the enlightenment tree, and then came to this conclusion.

"It only takes hundreds of drops to restore the enlightenment tree?" Ye Feng was a little surprised.

He didn't understand how precious the congenital spirit dew was. He just felt that the number of hundreds of drops was not too much.

If it's more than a hundred pounds, I think it's almost the same.

This directly made Mo Changfeng stare at him.

"I tell you, if you dare to say that when you see others after you go out, do you believe you will be beaten to death by random sticks!"

Mo Changfeng's voice was a little excited: "this is congenital Linglu. Not to mention hundreds of drops, a drop can make people fight. Boy, you are a typical rich man. You don't know the suffering of the poor."

He shook his head and didn't explain more to Ye Feng, but said faintly: "forget it, I'm too lazy to say more to you. In short, remember, you can't tell anyone about the enlightenment tree. Otherwise, you can choose a geomantic treasure land in advance and wait for a good baby in the next life."

“……”

Ye Feng was speechless for a while and nodded to show that he knew it.

He knows that huaibi is guilty.

Mo Changfeng stopped talking to him and began to concentrate on the congenial Linglu.

I was willing to work for Ye Feng.

Ye Feng stood quietly aside and didn't bother others.

The villain didn't mean to communicate actively. His eyes flashed from Mo Changfeng occasionally. He didn't know what he was thinking.

Half a month has passed before you know it.

On this day, the yuan Sha wind suddenly dissipated completely.

Without any omen, he disappeared from the whole no man's land in an instant, as if he had never appeared.

The silence of the whole no man's land was restored, and even the faint wind could no longer be heard.

"Finally dissipated, ha ha."

After taking several drops of congenital spirit dew, Mo Changfeng now looks ruddy and in excellent condition.

When Bi Ye Feng first met, the whole person's momentum was different.

"Here you are, boy. I've got 50 drops, and there are 360 drops here. You should put them away. There won't be such a good chance for many years."

With a long sigh, Mo Changfeng handed over the enlightenment tree and the collected innate spirit dew to Ye Feng.

After Ye Feng carefully collected it into the storage ring, he found an opportunity and asked, "senior, since the congenital Linglu is so precious, we can just stay some more time and finish it."

This is what Ye Feng is thinking these days.

Since these innate spiritual dew are precious beyond imagination, it is worth spending a few years here.

Why leave as soon as the wind stops?

"You boy... A little too greedy."

When Mo Changfeng heard the speech, he took a look at Ye Feng and said slowly, "this kind of congenital spirit has a very mysterious spirit. Taking more may not be a good thing."

Speaking of this, his face became a little serious and told him: "there are some complex reasons involved. You just need to remember that if you are insatiable, you will be infected with inexplicable cause and effect, and you won't know how to die."

"Since the wind has dispersed, it means that fate has been exhausted. If you continue to stay and force collection, it is very likely to cause big trouble."

"Moreover, more than 300 drops are enough for your enlightenment tree to grow..."

Ye Feng, who was in his heart, nodded seriously, indicating that he had written it down.

"You can teach me. Well, put away your things and let's leave here. Now I have the innate spirit dew as a supplement. I can take you to explore freely in the no man's land until I find a way to leave."

Mo Changfeng's tone was full of expectation.

"But... What if I can't find it?"

Ye Feng didn't get the villain's instructions.

He didn't know whether people would take Mo Changfeng out of the place where they came in.

Now we can only say so with a stiff head, and we have to put these words ahead.

In case the villain doesn't agree, after exploring for a long time, who knows if the old monster Mo Changfeng will kill himself in disappointment.

"It doesn't matter. I say you can, you can. Don't worry. Don't have any psychological burden. I'm ready to look for it for many years. I've been here for so many years, and I don't care to stay a little longer."

Mo Changfeng seemed to be able to see the worry in Ye Feng's heart and reassured him.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed.

From this, he learned a little about Mo Changfeng's mind.

The old monster has been trapped in no man's land for many years. He should have never met a living person. Now he finally sees himself. He may go out. He won't give up easily at all.

Now he has become a sustenance in Mo Changfeng's heart.

That's why I said, "if you can, you can.".

Ye Feng took a look at the villain and wanted to know what to do now.

But the little guy's face was expressionless and didn't respond to his meaning at all