Chapter 455: Ancient Magical Treasure Fragments

"I said how this guy's cultivation has improved so quickly. It turns out that he has taken this kind of elixir to improve his cultivation." Ye Feng took out a golden pill and handed it to Master Buddha and said, "I don't need this pill for the time being, but if you use it, you can greatly improve your cultivation. In addition, you have learned the flying ascension**, your cultivation level will be able to break through to the opening stage within a month."

"The opening period!" Fang Jianbai quickly took the pill from Ye Feng's hand, and two excited lights burst out from his eyes, "I have been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and finally... I can finally break through to the opening period!"

Fang Jianbai was excited, and then he immediately laughed at himself: "We Fang Jianbai practiced since childhood. After hundreds of years, we are about to break through to the Kaitian period. However, even so, we are still not as good as you, Senior Brother Ye. Senior Brother Ye has only been practicing for a few years, and his cultivation is only a golden elixir. But even the Buddha Master of the Kaitian period is easily killed by you. Compared with you, my nearly thousand years of practice has been wasted. I am really a little jealous of you!"

You guy is really outspoken, but what's the use of jealousy? Who makes me talented? Even if you are jealous, you can only stare at me.

Ye Feng thought to himself, pretending to be serious and said, "Oh... you don't have to be sad. Don't say it's you. Even the fat old man Zi Xiao will feel inferior compared to me. If you have a good character, what can I do? Cultivation also requires character."

Ye Feng said as he continued to search for the Qiankun bag in his hand, and in a blink of an eye he took out a piece of metal fragment emitting black light from the Qiankun bag.

"Yes, it's him! The fragments of the ancient magic weapon!" Fang Jianbai's eyes lit up.

As soon as Ye Feng's hand touched the metal fragments, a piercing cold air suddenly penetrated into the flesh and blood through the palm of his hand. A thin layer of frost formed in the blink of an eye. If it weren't for the ancient dragon blood and the immortal crystal bones, the whole hand could be frozen into ice in just one stroke!

"What a strong cold air!" Ye Fengran couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is just a fragment of Ananda's Demon Slaying Sword that was weakened." Fang Jianbai shook his head helplessly, "After the battle between immortals and demons, Ananda's Demon Sword was also destroyed. Even if all the fragments are pieced together now, its power is not as powerful as before. However, at least it is still a superb Horcrux, second only to a magic weapon."

Ye Feng nodded and said, "Well, just a small piece of weakened fragment has such a strong cold air. If they can be pieced together completely, the power will naturally be quite great."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Jianbai raised his fingers and a sharp flying sword was immediately sacrificed.

The flying sword in front of me only has a sword body but no hilt. The black sword body emits a dazzling cold light, and there is obviously a piece missing from the sword tip. The moment it was sacrificed, the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point!

"This is the incomplete Ananda Demon Slaying Sword!" Fang Jianbai looked at the flying sword in front of him, "I had already gathered all the other fragments and refined Ananda Demon Sword. Now it's only the piece in your hand that is the one in your hand. As long as you combine them completely, you can get a complete and top-quality Horcrux."

Ye Feng carefully looked at the flying sword in front of him, reached out and gently wiped it on the sword body. The method of refining Ananda's magic sword, the required materials, magic arrays, etc. suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Ananda Demon Slaying Sword? With its current power, it is not as powerful as Ananda's kitchen knife!" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Although this ancient magic weapon is not as powerful as before, if it is re-refined, it can at least be refined into a magic weapon."

"Magic weapon?" Fang Jianbai frowned, "It's impossible. I have specially consulted our master of the Dongzhou weapon refining world. According to him, even if all the fragments of Ananda's Demon Slaying Sword are put together and refined again, it is impossible to refine them into the level of magic weapon. At most, it can only become a Horcrux."

"What kind of master?" Ye Feng said disdainfully, "As long as you use some treasures with sufficient spiritual energy to refine them, plus the special ancient aura, this flying sword can be refined into magic weapons. Even if you don't know what kind of master you are called?"

"Senior Brother Ye can still refine weapons?" Fang Jianbai said a little surprised.

"What? You don't believe it?"

If he had just met Ye Feng, Fang Jianbai would think that Ye Feng was talking big. After all, even the master of weapon refining said that things cannot be practiced. How could a young man with ordinary cultivation be able to practice them?

However, after these days of contact, Fang Jianbai has already understood Ye Feng. Ye Feng in front of him is not only talented, but also confident in everything he does, as if nothing can defeat him. Fang Jianbai admires Ye Feng very much, and even a little jealous. Now that he hears Ye Feng say this, Fang Jianbai will not have any doubts.

"Believe, of course, I believe. Senior Brother Ye is definitely not the kind of person who speaks big talk!" Fang Jianbai said affirmatively, and tried his best to persuade him to believe Ye Feng's words, but he still couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. This is like a person you trust very much, who promised you something almost impossible. Although you believe in him very much, you will have more or less suspicion in your heart.

This Bai surname thinks I am awesome, right?

Ye Feng seemed to see Fang Jianbai's thoughts, patted his Qiankun bag and said, "If it weren't for you, I might not be able to find these medicines and Buddha relics. Since that's the case, I might as well make them for you, which will be a reward for you."

"Senior Brother Ye is so polite. You saved me repeatedly and helped me improve my cultivation. If you don't have Senior Brother Ye, let alone this Horcrux, Fang Jianbai might not be able to save his life. If you say anything about repaying me, Fang Jianbai would probably not be able to repay Senior Brother Ye's kindness in his life. How can you let Senior Brother Ye repay me?"

"Haha, I'm not just helping you for yourself. As my first true disciple of Feiyang Peak, you are strong, so I Feiyang Peak will naturally have face."

Ye Feng smiled slightly and said, "As both disciples of the Sword Sect, I'm afraid you know better than me. When our Sword Sect is outside, it's definitely millions of disciples who are united. Whoever dares to provoke us must be fighting with him. However, when we are both in the same sect, we are not so united. Although we are both in the same sect, the Seven Peaks of the Sword Sect are their own, and they are jealous and exclude each other. Everyone wants to be the first. Our Feiyang Peak has not produced many talents in recent years and has been suppressed by other peaks. If you, the first true disciple, is strong, I, Feiyang Peak, have a day to stand out."

Fang Jianbai nodded secretly and said in his heart: Your personal disciple is a hundred times stronger than our Fang Jianbai. Feiyang Peak has produced such a genius as you. Not to mention that you can show off in the Sword Sect of the Heavens, you can show off even in the entire East Continent and even the Jiuzhou!

Ye Feng said that, and threw the fragments in his hand to Fang Jianbai and smiled: "The treasures in the Buddha's Heavenly Mutual Bag are piled up like mountains. It should be enough to refine your Ananda Demon-Slaying Sword, but I'm not polite to the rest."

Fang Jianbai put away the fragments and bowed to Ye Feng and said, "Senior Brother Ye, don't be polite. I have said before that as long as you can find the remains, all the items inside belong to Senior Brother Ye. Now, Senior Brother Ye has killed Mr. Buddha with his own hands and helped me so much. Those things should be from Senior Brother Ye."

Ye Feng put away the Buddha's Qiankun bag, looked around and said, "This is not a place to refine magic weapons. We have been out for a few days. Why don't we go back first and I will help you refine it in Wuming Temple."

While speaking, the two of them activated their magic power together and flew towards the Wuming Temple...

The huge sinkhole suddenly turned black, leaving only the eyes of Mr. Buddha's eyes dying with his eyes emitted a faint fluorescence, which seemed particularly sad and desolate in the deep and quiet sinkhole.

In a blink of an eye, a Buddha's light flashed in the air, and suddenly shone a golden light on the entire sinkhole. An old monk with long beard and white beard and a solemn breath, accompanied by dozens of monks with the same hair, fell from the air in a hurry!

"Disciple! Disciple..." As soon as the old monk came to the sinkhole, he rushed towards Master Buddha's head, and hugged his cold head in his arms, with an expression of incomparable grief!

"Who is it! Who is it? He used such a cruel method to harm my disciple of Fa Neng!" The old monk gritted his teeth fiercely, and his round eyes almost spit out the fire!

"What the hell is going on?" Another monk rushed over with an extremely surprised expression. "My nephew has extraordinary talent and great strength. With the protection of the swastika sky seal, even magic weapons cannot hurt his life. How could he be easily killed?"

"He was killed by a master of immortality!" Fa Neng said angrily.

"A master of immortality? How did the senior brother know?"

Fa Neng's face was extremely serious and said coldly: "I have extracted a trace of the soul of Master Buddha and integrated it into himself. As long as he dies, the trace of soul in my body will be destroyed immediately, and the scene before his death will immediately appear in my mind!"

"No wonder my senior brother was so anxious to gather us all. It turned out that my senior brother had already expected that my senior brother would have an accident!"

"Which sect is it? He actually dared to go to my Xisaba Prefecture to kill my disciples of Wanfa Temple! Even if we chase them to the ends of the world, we will avenge our nephew!"

Fa Neng shook his head slightly: "I only know that the one who killed Mr. Buddha was a young man, and there was a powerful stone tablet in his hand!"

Several old monks behind him were shocked.

"Young man? How is that possible?"

"Yes, senior brother, my nephew is the first true disciple of Xisaba Prefecture. Among the disciples of his generation above Jiuzhou, no matter the Demon Sect or the Immortal Dao, there is almost no opponent of him. If a young man in the Immortal Dao, who would have such strong strength to kill him?"

"And judging from the tragic situation of my junior nephew, he was obviously killed by a master with high magic power. Even the Swazitian Seal, which can withstand the attack of magic weapons, could not bear the man's fatal blow. You can imagine how powerful that man's mana is!"

"Not only that, even if the cultivation level of my nephew is destroyed, I can still use the Nascent Soul to escape. But now it seems that my nephew has not even escaped a trace of Nascent Soul. People who can use such methods must at least have thousands of years of Taoism, and their strength is definitely not inferior to us!"

"As far as I know, no one can do this, who is so cruel to fight against several of us elders of Wanfa Temple, who will be such a cruel disciple?"

"No matter who he is! My first true disciple of Wanfa Temple is now tragically tragically dying on our own territory. This revenge must be avenged no matter what! Even if the immortal killed his nephew, we must fight with him!"

"You are right. It's really too much. It's fine if a person from the immortal way comes to my Xisaba Prefecture, but he actually kills my Buddhist disciple so cruelly! Senior brother, what do you think you should do?"

"Yes, senior brother, we all listen to you!"

"As long as the senior brother speaks, we will remain unwilling to do so!"

Several elders of Wanfa Temple were all furious, as if they were about to fight to the death at any time.

"But... we don't even know who the person who killed the junior nephew is now, so how can we avenge our junior nephew?" A slightly young elder frowned.

Fa Neng narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, it's not easy to find this person!"

As he spoke, the Dharma Neng turned his wrist and a golden light suddenly surrounded his fingertips, only a little at the center of Master Buddha's eyebrows. Master Buddha's previous memories were all taken into his mind by Master Buddha.

"The Sword Sect Against the Heavens! Ye Feng!" Fa Neng glared at his eyes and his face turned pale!

"What! He is actually a disciple of the Dongzhou Anti-Heaven Sword Sect!"

The other elders were immediately surprised!

"As a great sect of Immortal Dao in Dongzhou, I, Wanfa Temple, have always had no grudges against them. Why did his disciples attack this? "

"Besides, Dongzhou is far away from our Xisaba Prefecture. The disciples of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Sect also know the rules of our Xisaba Prefecture. There is no special reason why we will not easily come here. What is the purpose of such a powerful disciple this time?"

"No, although the Sword Sect of the Heavens is one of the six great immortals in the East China, there has been no disciple with extraordinary strength in hundreds of years. Although there are true disciples like Lei Doutian, compared with his junior nephew, even if Lei Doutian can win his junior nephew, it is impossible to break the swastika seal of his junior nephew and kill him!"

"Yes, senior brother, although there are indeed several elders of the Nitian Sword Sect with great strength. They joined forces and were domineering in Jiuzhou for a while, but since they have gradually weakened, and they have not produced any decent disciples for hundreds of years. How could such a powerful young disciple suddenly appear?"

Fa Neng said with a serious expression: "I can clearly understand the disciple's memory. The boy named Ye Feng is indeed from the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Sect, and there is also an assistant named Bai next to him. Both of them are disciples of Feiyang Peak of the Sword Sect of the Heavenly Sect!"

"Flying Peak!"

When he heard the three words "Flying Peak", the arrogant arrogance of several elders suddenly decreased by half, and even face-to-face conversation could not help but twitch: "That... that's the peak of Zi Xiao Zhenren!"

"How is this possible? The weakest among the Seven Peaks of the Heavens in the past century is Feiyang Peak. Almost no one among the younger generation of disciples can show off. Even if Zi Xiao trained it himself, it would not be possible to teach such a powerful disciple!"

"Oh... the senior brothers are really long-winded! Now that we know the boy's nest, we just kill him directly. What are the mother-in-law and mother doing here!"

As soon as these words came out, several other elders cast surprised eyes at the old monk who was speaking.

"Junior brother, you won't know that Zi Xiao Zhenren, right? That old guy is a person who is unreasonable and unreasonable when fighting. Even our master, he had to respect him three points back then!"

"Yes, junior brother, Zi Xiao Zhenren is now at the top level of the Yuanshen Stage. Besides, he has a bad temper and a arrogant personality. No one is willing to provoke him on his own initiative!"

"It would be okay if the disciples of other peaks were killed, but the disciples of Feiyang Peak were killed. That old guy Zi Xiao was not only unreasonable, but also very protective. If anyone touched his disciple, that fat man would never give up!"

"Is it possible that the disciples of Zi Xiao Zhenren are disciples, and are our disciples not disciples?"

The sinkhole suddenly became silent!

These elders of Wanfa Temple, including Fa Neng, know how powerful Zi Xiao Zhenren is. If he kills his disciples now, with Zi Xiao Zhenren's personality, he will definitely come to him in the future. Several elders will even lose their lives because of this. Although Mr. Buddha is his nephew, he can only pay his life for a disciple, as long as he is not a fool.

After a while, Fa Neng slowly turned around, holding the head of Master Buddha in his hand, and his expression was still solemn.

"Amitabha!"

Fa Neng bent down slightly, with a very serious expression: "My disciple entered my Buddhism at the age of three. He grew up under my guidance since childhood. Because he was born with extraordinary qualifications, he became the first true disciple of my Wanfa Temple and even the entire Xisao Prefecture in just a few hundred years. I have always been proud of him. Even the master has praised his material, but he did not expect that he died today at the hands of the disciples of the Immortal Taoism. As his master, I will never stand by and watch. Even if I sacrifice my life, I will seek justice for him, so that he can die in peace."

When several elders heard that when they could say this, they shook their heads and sighed.

"Amitabha!" The young elder frowned, "Mencius should have a pure six senses, but this fact is beyond endurance. My Wanfa Temple is the largest temple in Xisao Prefecture. Now the first true disciple of this temple was killed by the disciple of the Immortal Taoist, and it was still in my West Sao Prefecture. However, several senior brothers shrank their heads because they were afraid of offending the master of the Immortal Taoist. Where would this matter be like when I was exposed to my Wanfa Temple?"

A contemptuous smile appeared at the corner of Fa Neng's mouth: "Don't the junior brothers all shouted to listen to me just now? Why don't you stop talking again now?"

Several elders looked at each other in embarrassment, and for a moment they should not just say anything.

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Chapter completed!