""The Method of Tempering Spiritual Consciousness," turn!" Ye Feng shouted coldly in his heart, and in the sea of consciousness, the golden dragon soul origin roared. The torrent of resentment that was enough to give a monk in the Tribulation Stage a headache rushed into his sea of consciousness. Instead of causing harm to him, it was like iron ore thrown into a furnace. It was quickly refined into the purest soul energy by the power of his abnormal soul, which in turn nourished his soul.
To others, it is a poison, but to him, it is a great tonic!
"It's great!" Ye Feng almost cried out in comfort.
While absorbing the energy of resentment happily, he began to study the bloody formations at the core of the compass.
These formations were indeed strange and powerful. They contained a power of law that he had never seen before, and seemed to be directly linked to the origin and soul of living things.
"Isn't this the simplified version of the runes of the "All Souls Gathering into One God Refining Formation"?" Ye Feng quickly discovered the clues.
The structural principles of these array patterns are actually similar to the large array mentioned by Xiao Wuhen.
Now, he was even more sure that the Holy Land had absolutely no good intentions in refining this "All Souls Guide".
While analyzing the structure of the array pattern, he was thinking about it in his mind.
Direct repair? impossible. This is equivalent to handing a knife to the enemy.
Repair failed? Then you will be dead.
The only way is to fix it, but in your own way!
The corner of Ye Feng's mouth evoked a smirk that no one could see.
He started to take action. He didn't care about the damaged formations, but directly used the energy of "Bodhi Meditation Wood" and "Qingling Glazed Fire" to forcibly open up a new micro space at the core of the compass.
Then, he integrated the mysteries of the "Dayan Star Formation" into it, used "Taiyi Gold Essence" and "Star Mithril" as materials, and rebuilt a core formation in that micro space!
This formation, on the surface, perfectly simulates the fluctuations and functions of the original formation pattern of "Wan Ling Yin". Even because the materials are better, the performance is even better.
But its underlying logic was completely changed by Ye Feng, who changed the situation completely!
The highest authority of this magic weapon has changed from the Holy Land to Ye Feng!
After doing all this, he began to pretend to "repair" the damage on the surface.
Three hours passed quickly.
When the treasure light within the formation dispersed, Ye Feng's figure appeared in front of everyone again.
His face was paler than before, his breath was extremely depressed, as if all his energy had been drained, he couldn't even sit still, and his body was crumbling.
"Poof!"
He spurted out another mouthful of blood, dyeing the clothes on his chest red.
"Fortunately...fortunately I did not disgrace my life..." He used his last bit of strength to hand the newly repaired "All Souls Guide" in his hand towards Yue Wuxin, then tilted his head and "fainted" directly.
With quick hands and eyes, Wei Jin rushed up to him, held him up, checked his breathing, breathed a sigh of relief, and winked at Li Xuan.
Li Xuanyi sneered in his heart, this kid is doing this again, he is addicted to acting, right?
But Yue Wuxin ignored the "coma" Ye Feng.
His eyes were fixed on the compass suspended in the air.
The repaired "Wanling Yin" is more restrained than before, but the evil aura seems to be replaced by a purer and more original power. The pointer in the center of the compass is no longer lifeless, but exudes a faint spiritual light, trembling slightly, as if it can sense something at any time.
Yue Wuxin stretched out her hand and took the compass into her hand.
He separated a ray of spiritual thought and penetrated it.
"Buzz——"
The compass shook slightly, and the pointer in the center suddenly began to rotate!
Yue Wuxin's eyes showed surprise for the first time.
It’s done! It actually happened!
Moreover, the repair effect was even better than he expected! He could feel that the compass's sensing range and accuracy had increased by at least 30%!
Is this bumpkin from the Eastern Region really talented in formations and weapon refining to such an incredible level?
He once again looked at Ye Feng, who was "fainting" in Wei Jin's arms. In his pale golden eyes, murderous intent flashed away, but he was suppressed immediately.
This person is still useful.
"Take him down and take good care of him." Yue Wuxin ordered Li Xuanyi, with no emotion or anger in his voice, "Give him whatever he needs. Don't let him leave the courtyard for half a step until he recovers."
"Yes, Lord Holy Envoy!" Li Xuanyi respectfully accepted the order. He understood the meaning behind Yue Wuxin's words. This so-called "care" was actually house arrest.
Yue Wuxin said no more, and disappeared into the hall like a ray of moonlight.
He wanted to verify immediately whether this "Ten Thousand Spirits Guide" could really find what he was looking for.
Watching Yue Wuxin leave, Li Xuanyi slowly stood up, the respect on his face was instantly replaced by a look of viciousness. He glanced at Ye Feng, who was still "unconscious" being held by Wei Jin, his eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person.
"Wei Jin, take him back to me and guard him with heavy troops. Not even a fly can fly in! When the Holy Envoy's affairs are finished, this boy will die!"
"Yes, City Lord!"
......
The night is as dark as ink.
Outside Ye Feng's courtyard, there are three floors inside and three floors outside, and it is surrounded by soldiers from the city lord's palace. The leader was the commander of the four late stage gods, their auras firmly locking every inch of space in the courtyard.
In the courtyard, Ye Feng sat cross-legged at the stone table, drinking tea leisurely.
How can he still look like he was "severely injured and dying" during the day? His face was rosy, full of energy, and his eyes were filled with brilliance.
The energy of resentment absorbed during the day made his soul power much more refined.
"You guys have such a big heart. You have been raised like a pig, and you are still in the mood to drink tea here?"
A teasing voice sounded next to Ye Feng.
Xiao Wuhen's figure appeared on the stone bench like a ghost. He picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup.
The guards outside the hospital who were in the late stages of becoming gods were not aware of it at all.
"Pig?" Ye Feng sneered, "It's not certain who is a pig. Besides, someone takes care of food and housing, and also provides top-level training resources for free. Where can you find such a good thing?"
As he spoke, he patted his storage ring with a look of satisfaction on his face.
Xiao Wuhen choked at his rogue expression, shook his fan and said angrily: "You really played with fire today. That Yue Wuxin is not a good person. He is from the Holy Land "Moon God Palace" and one of the direct disciples of the Holy Lord. He is the most ruthless person. You fooled him today and wait until he reacts. Come on, your way of death may be very creative."
"Moon God Palace? A direct disciple of the Holy Lord?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, "It's a big deal. But I'm afraid he doesn't have time to trouble me."
"What do you mean?" Xiao Wuhen was stunned.
Ye Feng smiled and said mysteriously: "Guess where I led the compass pointer?"
Looking at his expression of wanting to be beaten, Xiao Wuhen suddenly had a bad feeling.
"You...you shouldn't..."
"That's right." Ye Feng snapped his fingers, "The Shiwan Mountain in the southwest of Zhongzhou, the hut of the main altar of the 'Tianmo Sect'."
The landscape folding fan in Xiao Wuhen's hand fell on the stone table with a "pop".
He stared at Ye Feng with his eyes wide open, as if he was looking at a monster.
"Tianmo Sect? The... hut of the main altar?" He repeated word by word, his tone full of disbelief.
The Heavenly Demon Sect, the leader of the demonic path in Zhongzhou, has been fighting openly and secretly with the Holy Land for thousands of years. There are many masters in the sect, and there are even old demons in the late stage of the Tribulation.
Yue Wuxin took the evil compass and ran excitedly to track the target, but ended up plunging into the latrine of the master of magic...
Xiao Wuhen could already imagine that scene.
The holy envoy of the Moon God Palace and the direct disciple of the Holy Lord, he is as handsome as a demon and does not eat the fireworks of the world. Then he fished out the "target" he was looking for in the latrine.
Just thinking about that scene makes people...
The old devils of Tianmo Sect might have gone crazy on the spot and stuffed Yue Wuxin, Luo Pan and Yue Wuxin back into the pit together.
"You...you are such a genius!" After a while, Xiao Wuhen squeezed out these words from between his teeth. He looked at Ye Feng with eyes full of admiration. This was no longer bold, this was simply lawless!
I poked a hornet's nest and threw it into someone else's house. This move diverts misfortune to the east, and he plays it superbly.
"Basic operation, no need for six or six." Ye Feng waved his hand proudly, "Holy Land and Heavenly Demon Sect, dog bites dog, just buys us time. By the way, that 'Wan' "What is the origin of "Ling Yin"? I feel that it has something to do with the "All Souls Gathering into One God Refining Formation""
Xiao Wuhen's face became serious when he mentioned the business.
He picked up the fan again and shook it slowly: "You guessed it right. The 'All Spirits Yin' is one of the sub-array cores of the 'All Souls Return to One God Refining Array'. This formation is spread throughout the Xuansu Continent, with countless nodes and sub-arrays. The function of the 'Wan Ling Yin' is to locate and draw those creatures with 'special origins'."
"Special origins?" Ye Feng's heart moved.
"Yes." Xiao Wuhen's eyes became a little complicated, "For example, some descendants of ancient beasts, some geniuses who were born with Taoism, or... people like you and me, who have the power of the stars."
Ye Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.
"They are looking for us?"