Ling Xuzi smiled happily and patted his shoulder: "You are my disciple, that's enough."
In the cave, silence fell again.
Ye Feng picked up the teacup and drank it all in one gulp.
He wanted to find out the truth of all this. Not only to deal with the threat of the behemoth Holy Land, but also to... give myself an answer.
The night is as deep as water.
Ye Feng was alone, standing on the top of Tianji Peak, the highest peak of Tianji Sect.
The mountain wind blew his clothes.
After breaking through to the divine transformation stage, his sense of the laws of heaven and earth became more acute than ever. He could feel that each star was moving in its own unique trajectory, emitting different fluctuations of laws.
But at the moment, he has no intention to understand this.
Ling Xuzi’s words echoed repeatedly in his mind.
Chaos Forbidden Land, Holy Land...
"System," he called silently in his heart, "do you know my life experience?"
[Ding! Unable to query. 】
The cold mechanical sound is the same as always.
"I knew I couldn't count on you." Ye Feng curled his lips and couldn't help complaining, "I'm usually very active in issuing tasks, but at critical moments, I pretend to be dead. Apart from letting me kill monsters and level up, what else do you think you do for me? You can't even find out your background, bad review!"
He was talking to himself, as if speaking to the system, and also as if he was relieving the annoyance in his heart.
His identity as a time traveler was once his biggest secret and support, allowing him to handle everything in this world with ease with a bystander mentality. But now, when this body's past involved such a shocking secret, his detached mentality was shaken for the first time.
"Forget it, it's better to ask for help than to ask for yourself." Ye Feng stretched and threw the chaotic thoughts behind, "Since the clues point to the Holy Land, I will go there myself."
Early the next morning, Ye Feng found Lu Yuanqing and Ling Xuzi.
"Sect Master, Master, I am going to Zhongzhou." Ye Feng got straight to the point.
"What?" Lu Yuanqing was shocked, "You want to go to the Holy Land's territory? No! This is too dangerous! The Holy Land must already know about Xuan Ying's death. If you go there now, wouldn't you surrender yourself? "A snare?"
"Yes, Feng'er." Ling Xuzi also looked worried, "The Holy Land is unfathomable. If a gentleman doesn't stand behind a dangerous wall, we should take a long-term approach."
"Sect Master, Master, do you think it is really safe for us to hide in the Eastern Region?" Ye Feng asked back, "The Holy Land can borrow the hands of Xuan Ying for the first time, and the hands of Li Ying and Wang Ying for the second time. When guarding against thieves for a thousand days, there will always be oversights. It is not mine to be beaten passively. Style."
He paused and continued: "Besides, I didn't go to fight. I went to 'apply for a job.'"
"Apply for a job?" Lu Yuanqing and Ling Xuzi looked at each other with question marks on their faces.
Ye Feng smiled, took out a jade slip from the storage ring, and handed it over.
Lu Yuanqing took it doubtfully, and his spiritual sense penetrated it. After a moment, a strange look appeared on his face.
"Taixuan City... recruits advanced weapon refiners and above."
"Taixuan City is one of the three holy cities in the Holy Land. Their recruitment must be reviewed very strictly. But because of this, once passed, you can get an official, insured "The identity of the guardian." Ye Feng analyzed, "This is an excellent opportunity for me to enter Zhongzhou openly, observe the holy land up close, and look for clues."
Looking at Ye Feng's confident eyes, Lu Yuanqing fell silent.
He knew what Ye Feng said was right. Avoiding will never solve the problem. If Tianji Sect wants to truly sit back and relax, it must understand the purpose of the Holy Land. Only Ye Feng can complete this task.
"What do you need?" After a long time, Lu Yuanqing spoke, his voice extremely solemn.
"Nothing is needed." Ye Feng said with a smile, "But before I leave, I have to add another layer of insurance to the sect."
In the next few days, Ye Feng did not leave immediately.
He locked himself in the Sutra Pavilion, combined the "Dayan Star Formation" and his own understanding of the "Zhoutian Formation" to conduct a comprehensive upgrade and transformation of the Tianji Sect's Mountain Guard Formation.
He refining 365 main formation flags and 14,800 secondary formation flags, and buried them deep in the mountains and rivers. He also used his divine cultivation and formation attainments to inscribe a core "Star Guide" rune.
The transformed formation is ten times more powerful than before! The most important thing is that the core of the formation is connected with Lu Yuanqing's soul. Once a foreign enemy invades, Lu Yuanqing can instantly activate the power of the formation and exert combat power beyond the god transformation stage.
Moreover, Ye Feng also had a backup plan. He left a trace of his sword intention deep in the formation. If the sect is really at a critical moment of life and death, this sword intention will be activated and the power of his full blow will be unleashed.
After doing all this, Ye Feng was completely relieved.
He also took the time to visit Xiao Hei. After devouring a large amount of the demonic monk's flesh and blood, that guy's body grew bigger again, his dragon power became thicker and thicker, and he was sleeping soundly.
Ye Feng waved his sleeves and sent it into the snow...
Lu Yuanqing and Ling Xuzi saw him off in front of the mountain gate.
In order not to attract attention, Ye Feng put on an ordinary blue gown and used secret methods to suppress his cultivation to the level of the early Yuanying. His appearance was also slightly adjusted, making him look like an ordinary casual cultivator who traveled far and wide.
"It's a long way to Zhongzhou, so be careful." Lu Yuanqing handed over a storage bag, "Here are some spiritual stones and elixirs that may come in handy."
Ye Feng was not polite and accepted them directly.
Ling Xuzi didn't say anything. He just stepped forward and straightened Ye Feng's wrinkled collar, just like an ordinary father bidding farewell to his children who were traveling far away.
"Master, Sect Leader, I'm leaving." Ye Feng bowed deeply to the two of them.
Ye Feng turned around, stepped on the flying sword, turned into a stream of light, and galloped away towards the middle of the continent.
Looking at the figure disappearing into the horizon, Ling Xuzi’s eyes flashed with water.
Lu Yuanqing patted him on the shoulder and sighed: "The young dragon has entered the sea. When it returns one day, it will stir up troubles in the entire continent."
...
Half a month later, the border of Zhongzhou.
A majestic city appeared at the end of the horizon.
The city wall is as high as 30 meters high and is made entirely of gray stone. It is covered with mysterious runes and glows faintly in the sunlight. The sky above the city was densely covered with restrictions, and the aura was so rich that it almost turned into substance. Countless monks, flying boats, and strange mounts lined up in front of the city gate, entering and exiting in an orderly manner.
Here is Taixuan City, one of the three holy cities in the Holy Land.
Ye Feng put away his flying sword and mixed in the crowd. Following the flow of people, he slowly walked towards the city that exuded endless majesty.
He raised his head and looked at the towering tower, as well as the two big characters with flying dragons and phoenixes on the tower, which contained the supreme Taoist rhyme - "Tai Xuan", the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
The moment he stepped into Taixuan City, even Ye Feng couldn't help but feel shocked by the sight in front of him.
This can no longer be called a city, but an independent world. The spiritual energy is rich, and when you take a deep breath, you feel your cultivation has improved a little. The street is wide, and the ground is paved with a kind of warm jade. When you step on it, spiritual energy will flow into your body along the soles of your feet. The buildings on both sides of the street, with cornices and brackets, carved beams and painted pillars, are all engraved with powerful protective runes.
What frightened him even more was the monks in the city.
Monks in the Nascent Soul stage are almost the "starting price" here and can be seen everywhere. Golden elixir and foundation building are all boys who follow the elders. Occasionally, the aura leaked from the gorgeous flying boats flying through the sky would make him, a newly promoted god, feel a palpitation in his heart.
"My dear, this Zhongzhou is really a crouching tiger, hidden dragon." Ye Feng smacked his lips, suppressed his aura to the extreme, and blended in with the crowd.
He did not rush to sign up, but walked around the city for two days, found an inn to stay, and inquired about the news. He discovered that the news that Taixuan City was recruiting senior weapon refiners had already spread throughout Zhongzhou, and there were as many talented people applying for the job as crucian carp crossing the river. There are many masters who have been famous for a long time, and some are even at the level of immortal weapon refining.
"The competition is quite fierce." Ye Feng touched his chin. Instead of feeling pressure, he felt a little interested.
On the third day, he came to the reception office located in the side hall of the city lord's palace leisurely.
This place is already crowded with people and there is a long queue. Ye Feng was at the end of the queue, listening to the people in front talking about it.
"Have you heard? Manager Liu is personally presiding over this assessment. He is famous for his sharp eyesight, and he doesn't even bother to look at ordinary things."
"It's more than just... He is cruel and harsh! The last time he recruited array masters, he eliminated hundreds of applicants and only three were left!"
"Oh, I hope you can pass. As long as you can become a guest weapon refiner in the city lord's palace, you can reach the sky in one step."
Ye Feng listened and probably had an idea in his mind.
When it was his turn, it was already an hour later. He walked into the main hall and saw a middle-aged man wearing a brocade robe and an arrogant face, sitting on an imperial chair, drinking tea boredly. Presumably, this is the Manager Liu they call him.
"Name, origin, cultivation level, weapon refining level." Manager Liu didn't even raise his eyelids, his voice was condescending and indifferent.
"Ye Feng, a casual cultivator from the Eastern Region, in the early stage of Nascent Soul, a senior weapon refiner." Ye Feng answered in a neither humble nor arrogant manner according to his fabricated identity.