The Ancient Vast Realm

In a large hall made entirely of bluestone, Feng Xuan and Shang Zhongyunshan sat face to face at a low table. Apart from the two of them, there was no one else in the entire empty hall.

In front of the two of them was a set of exquisite tea sets, especially the teapot, which was extremely exquisite, with a jade-like white porcelain body and exquisite painted patterns engraved on it.

"What an exquisite piece of teaware! The Li Shang white porcelain is well-known far and wide. The sight of it today really opened my eyes!"

Feng Xuan looked at the teapot porcelain on the table in amazement. Although he didn't know much about appreciating this porcelain, he still had some basic eyesight.

I saw that although the body of this teapot is made of white porcelain, it exudes a sense of transparency like jade. The shape of the utensil is extremely uniform and the surface is extremely delicate.

The pattern on the body of the vessel is extremely exquisite in every detail, and the color of each glaze is just right.

"Haha, you have a good eye, but this is the Grain Spirit Hunting Pot given by our Li Shang clan. It is not something we, Qishan Li Shang, can make."

Shang Zhongyunshan laughed, stroking his beard, and explained for Feng Xuan.

Seeing that Feng Xuan actually knew how to make porcelain, Shang Zhongyunshan nodded secretly. Most of the young people nowadays focus on practicing their own martial arts. How many people would be involved in such side things, especially here? The Canglan Mountains are like a wild land. Unless they are monks who are also witch cultivators, they will be involved in some ancient books and miscellaneous matters and can understand a thing or two.

Hey!

Thinking of this, Shang Zhongyunshan frowned slightly, as if he had discovered something.

Suddenly a faint light lit up in his eyes, and it disappeared in a flash.

"I didn't expect that my little friend is actually a fellow witch cultivator. He has even reached the Bright Soul level and become a witch cultivator in the spirit witchcraft realm. It is really extraordinary!"

Shang Zhongyunshan said to Feng Xuan with a solemn expression, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Under his slight inspection, Feng Xuan's extremely powerful soul immediately caught his attention, and the existence of the Shaman Soul Power could not be hidden under the inspection of an expert like him.

Although he didn't go too deep, he could already understand that Feng Xuan was a spirit wizard who had at least reached the Minghun level!

"It seems that the aura of the rules of wind that I vaguely noticed on the bloody battle stage is not an illusion. I was not sure before. My little friend is hiding it well!"

Shang Zhongyunshan calmed down and spoke meaningfully.

"Haha, a little bit of cultivation is not worth mentioning. I didn't hide it deliberately. Please forgive me for my sins from the great wizard of Yunshan!"

Feng Xuan quickly stood up and said respectfully.

Seeing this scene, Shang Zhongyunshan waved his hand slightly, indicating that Feng Xuan didn't need to pay attention, and then he got straight to the point and said:

"I don't know what you want to talk to me about, little friend. There is no one else in the hall at this time, so you can speak freely!"

Seeing that the topic got to the point, Feng Xuan sat down with a serious face.

"I wonder if Yunshan Great Witch Festival still remembers the Qinghuan tribe decades ago..."

In the main hall, a bronze water clock kept dripping water.

Time continued to pass with Feng Xuan's narration. During this period, except for some occasional inquiries, Shang Zhongyunshan spent most of the time just quietly listening to Feng Xuan's narration.

"This is what I have experienced during this period of time. I wonder what this demon is afraid of, specifically?"

Feng Xuan stared at Shang Zhongyunshan closely, as if waiting for an answer.

Shang Zhongyunshan watched Feng Xuan quietly, suddenly smiled, poured out two cups of steaming tea from the teapot on the table, and pushed one of them slightly toward Feng Xuan.

He also picked up one of the cups of tea, took a sip, and then said slowly:

"It's a long story at this point. More than thirty years ago, the old monster 'Zhao' from the Human Demon Palace broke through to the second level of the White Witch Realm, the totem level. Maybe this made his mentality a little unbalanced, and he actually made The demonic forces that have always kept a low profile dare to extend their claws to the east of Qishan Mountain and act extremely arrogantly!"

"Not only did they start to plunder my various human tribes without any scruples, they also set their sights on cultivating wild beasts with human flesh and blood. However, it is obvious that they underestimated the strength of my human race, or I may say they underestimated me."

Speaking of this, Shang Zhongyunshan seemed to have thought of something, a gloomy look appeared on his face.

"When I sent Xiong Tian and Hongming to deal with them, it went smoothly at first. Although there were two Hidden Essence Realm warriors among them, these two people were not the opponents of Xiong Tian and Hongming. If they didn't have those The red-headed nightmare dragon's magical ability to escape from the earth is extremely difficult to control, and he died in the hands of Xiong and Tian two a long time ago."

"But at this moment, the old guy Zhao shamelessly and secretly attacked, causing Xiong Tian and Hongming to be extremely seriously injured and had to flee back. If the old guy hadn't finished casting his totem life weapon, I’m afraid they both won’t be able to come back.”

"And the appearance of Hong Ming you saw before was because his foundation was injured in that sneak attack. I am afraid that his martial arts cultivation will be difficult to make any progress in this life. Even his fertility has been completely lost. Otherwise, why would the others never I heard that Hongming has an heir!"

Speaking of this, Shang Zhongyunshan looked a little ugly. After all, Beili Hongming's situation was caused by those demons he sent to deal with it. Although it was not his intention, it is difficult to make up for it.

Although he has tried various methods over the years, none of them have been successful. Beili Hongming also deliberately faded out of the public eye and turned to secretly handling various matters of the Li Shang tribe.

Those who knew about this all knew that Beili Hongming wanted to build momentum for Beili Xiongtian and wanted him to take over as the leader, but this was unanimously opposed by Beili Xiongtian, who refused to do so.

If it weren't for the fact that Beili Hongming, who had already reached the Ju Shen level and was stronger, tried his best to stop Wang, it would be difficult for both of them to return to the tribe, but this cost him such a price.

At this time, Feng Xuan was completely shocked. When he heard the three words "Totem Level", Feng Xuan's face changed.

Now he is no longer the ignorant boy who knows nothing, and he also knows a lot of news.

This White Witch Realm is divided into two levels, the Casting Pattern Level and the Totem Level, which correspond to the third level of warriors, the Qi Transformation Level and the Ju Shen Level in the Cang Jing Realm.

And the realm of casting totem poles that Feng Xuan didn't know before is the second level of the White Witch Realm, which can only be refined at the Totem Level.

But it seems that the news that the old witch once knew that the Li Shang tribe itself did not have a strong man who could cast a totem pole is simply a rumor!

Otherwise, how did Li Shang deal with the Wu who had broken through to the totem level?

But this is understandable. After all, the news that can be known to outsiders must not be secret news. I am afraid this is also a false impression deliberately created by the Li Shang tribe.

Sure enough, just when Feng Xuan had this thought, he saw Shang Zhongyunshan's gloomy face suddenly reveal a sneer.