Yi Feng turned around suddenly and saw a white-haired old man looking up at him with a smile.
This old man is not tall, mainly because his old body looks a bit hunched, and he holds a crooked wooden stick in his hand. However, his face is very rosy, and the two eyes in the deeply sunken eye sockets still look...
Very clear and bright, this kind of eyes can only be found in newborn babies.
Yi Feng took another look, but those black eyes seemed to contain a universe of stars, gradually getting deeper and deeper, and it was difficult to take Yi Feng's gaze away once he entered it.
"Haha, I'm sorry, little brother. This little cat is a little naughty." The old man smiled slightly and said apologetically.
Only then did Yi Feng come back to his senses and couldn't help but shake his head. Just when he looked at each other, his consciousness almost collapsed. When he woke up, he was naturally surprised in his heart, secretly thinking that this old man was mysterious and not a mortal.
But Zhan Tian, who often appeared in this situation before, was completely silent at this moment. He didn't know whether it was because of fear or because he was too lazy to talk to Yi Feng. However, the Zhan Tian Sword in Yi Feng's dantian seemed to be sensing it, and it seemed to be in Yi Feng's body.
Feng's Dantian also appeared manic and restless, as if he had encountered some irresistible danger.
But Yifeng felt that the old man did not look like a vicious person and was polite to him, so he said with a respectful salute: "Junior Yi Feng has met the seniors. Are these cute little guys raised by the seniors?" After saying this,
Finally, Yi Feng wisely handed the little cat in his hand to the old man and scratched his head awkwardly, looking like a confused young man.
"The old man had nothing to do, so he kept some gadgets to make his little brothers laugh." The old man didn't show off, and his words seemed very easy-going.
After taking the little cat, the old man spread his palms flat, and the little cat obediently spit out Yi Feng's storage ring.
"Come on, little brother, you must take good care of your storage magic weapon from now on." The old man said to Yi Feng as if he was teaching a child.
Yi Feng took the storage ring and immediately put it on his hand, saying yes again and again, still very respectful.
To be able to settle down on this planet, this old man's strength is definitely stronger than that of the monk from the lower realm who is known as the emperor. He has the ability to kill Yi Feng with just a few moves. I am afraid that even if the Sky-Destroying Sword comes out to defend, it will not be able to protect Yi Feng.
"Well, since we are destined to meet each other, I will send you out for now, as compensation for the kitten taking away your storage ring." As he said that, the old man waved his robe sleeves, and suddenly a strange wave of energy suddenly appeared.
Feng is wrapped all over.
"Haha, go ahead, maybe we can meet again in the future."
Yi Feng felt the heaven and earth whirling, but he didn't really hear the old man's last words.
"That's terrible. What level is the old man at?"
After Yifeng stabilized his body, Zhantian, who had been silent in the sea of consciousness for a long time, said in amazement before he could clearly see the surrounding situation.
"Even you can't see his strength?" Yi Feng was equally surprised. In Yi Feng's impression, there were very few things that Zhan Tian couldn't understand, especially the cultivation of monks, which he could almost see through at a glance.
"Yes, that old guy must be an existence that is older than the Sky-Destroying Sword. His skills are very obscure, and he is probably a top-notch existence in the God Realm." Zhantian said with a sigh.
"Then did he realize your existence and the special nature of the Sky-Zhanying Sword?" Yi Feng asked again.
"I must have discovered it, but in his eyes, I and Zhan Tian Sword probably don't mean anything." Zhan Tian replied dully.
They didn't do anything to him, so Yi Feng didn't think too much and started to look at the situation around him.
At this time, Yi Feng was in a starry sky. The old man must have teleported himself out with his great magical power.
As for how far the old man teleported himself, Yi Feng would only know if he found a planet to land on first.
Without lingering for long, Yi Feng stepped straight through the sky with his Sky-Destroying Sword.
While flying Yifeng, he also felt the specialness of the fairy world. The space pressure in the fairy world was relatively high. His flying speed with the Heaven-Destroying Sword was originally very fast, but at this time it seemed a little unsatisfactory. Even with his cultivation
The speed is many times higher than that in the world of cultivation, but the speed cannot be compared with that in the world of cultivation.
Moreover, after flying for a while, Yi Feng also encountered many strong winds unique to the fairy world. If he hadn't had the fire dragon armor to defend himself, and if his physical body hadn't been of high quality, he might not even have been able to fly in the starry sky of the fairy world.
have.
Even if he is like this, those immortals who have just ascended will probably be even worse.
This speed of crossing the galaxy is definitely not as fast as using the teleportation array, so Yi Feng flies even harder to the nearest planet. Unfortunately, what makes Yi Feng depressed is that the planet seems to be not far away from him, but it makes him very tired.
It took more than a hundred years of flying to reach it.
Through the introduction of the three-eyed green water ape, Yi Feng knew that the evil star was among the demon clan. But when Yi Feng landed on the planet, he found immortals everywhere. This proved that the old man teleported himself out of the demon clan.
The tribe's territory came to the star field where the immortals gathered. Yi Feng had to marvel at the perversion of the old man again. To teleport so far, at least the divine consciousness must be able to cover this place. And with such a powerful divine consciousness coverage
, wouldn’t it be possible to penetrate the lives, cultivation, and struggles of the monks in the immortal world from time to time...
Thinking of the environment in which he lived, with a pair of eyes staring at him all the time, Yi Feng couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
Before landing on the planet, Yi Feng put away the Fire Dragon Armor and the Heaven-Slaying Sword, but he was wearing a top-grade spiritual weapon-level gown.
Stepping on the land of the fairy world planet, Yi Feng felt at ease.
When I raised my head, there was no fleeting light in the sky, and it looked very peaceful and peaceful.
After walking for several hours, Yi Feng came to a road that looked like it had been stepped on by countless people. He kept walking along the road. After half a day, Yi Feng finally met the first person he saw after coming to the fairy world.
Immortal.
This is a monk in the early stage of the Earth Immortal. It should take less than 10,000 years to ascend to the Immortal World. Because generally, Mahayana masters ascend to the Immortal World. Although they are only at the Immortal level, they can normally reach the Earth Immortal within 10,000 years. In the later stage,
Those with high qualifications or good luck can even reach the stage of immortality.
"Does this fellow immortal know where this road leads?" Yi Feng cupped his fists and bowed slightly, asking the earth immortal.
The Earth Immortal was stunned for a moment, then bowed in fear and returned the greeting: "Senior, this must be your first time here. If you keep walking on this road, you can reach Miaoyun Immortal Square."
When Yifeng heard the word "Xianfang", he understood it and moved faster.
The so-called fairy place is actually a market for immortals. A good fairy place is no less prosperous than some cities, or even better.
But while walking, Yi Feng depressedly discovered a reality——
I don’t have a single Immortal Stone in my storage ring, so what will I use to consume it when I get to the Immortal Workshop? If I don’t consume it, what are I going to do in the Immortal Workshop?