Mu Feng spent nine days recuperating in the holy spring. His injuries were almost completely healed, and then he was driven away by Jiuyuan.
This made Mu Feng quite helpless. He wanted to stay in the holy spring for a few more days, so that the injuries in his body could be completely healed. After all, this holy spring was the lifelong accumulation of Demon Saint Yaksha, and the effect was very miraculous.
Unfortunately, Jiuyuan valued this holy spring very much. As soon as he found out that Mu Feng was almost healed from his injury, he couldn't wait to drive Mu Feng away.
Ao Ling, on the other hand, was always near the holy spring. While he was meditating on the laws above, he was breathing in the energy emanating from the holy spring. He felt very comfortable.
In just nine days, Ao Ling fell in love with this place. He understood that what Mu Feng said at the beginning was probably not a lie, but the truth.
If he can really stay in this magical world, he will indeed become a semi-saint or even a holy master in the future.
Thinking of this, Ao Ling became more and more respectful to Mu Feng and Jiuyuan. The trace of dissatisfaction that had originally succumbed to Mu Feng's heart completely disappeared and was completely replaced by happiness and satisfaction.
Although he has lost his freedom now, he has gained the hope of advancing to a higher realm. This is a possibility that he has never thought of before!
If it were in the past, he would have reached his limit by relying on the dragon balls to advance to the eighth-level imperial beast. Whether he can break through to the ninth-level imperial beast in the future depends entirely on luck and chance.
But now, he knows that it is just a matter of time if he wants to become an eighth-order emperor beast or even a ninth-order emperor beast. His goal is a semi-saint and a more powerful holy master.
"Ao Ling! Follow me out and summon your eight subordinates. You shouldn't object to this, right?" Mu Feng came out of the holy spring, put on his clothes, and looked at Ao Ling who was not far away and asked.
Ao Ling hurriedly said: "How can a villain object? If they can enter this place, it will be a great blessing for them!"
Mu Feng nodded, glanced at Jiuyuan, and then took Ao Ling out of the Golden Book World and appeared in front of the Dragon Palace deep in the East China Sea. Ho ho ho!
As soon as Aoling appeared, the eight-headed dragons came one after another and crawled in front of him.
"My king! Where have you been these past three days?" A black dragon lowered its head and asked respectfully.
"Three days? Didn't I stay for nine days?" Ao Ling asked in surprise.
The black dragon was stunned for a moment, whispering to the other dragons, all looking at Ao Ling with a strange look.
"It's indeed three days in the outside world! The world you entered, time flows three times faster than the outside world! So you stayed there for nine days, but in fact, only three days passed in the outside world!" Mu Feng said calmly.
Aoling's pupils shrank and his heart beat very fast. He did not expect that that magical world actually had a unique flow rate of time, which already involved the illusory law of time.
Even if Ao Ling is not the Holy Lord, he still understands how difficult it is to involve the law of time!
But the world that Mu Feng took him into actually contained the law of time and could control the flow of time. It was really terrifying.
At this moment, Ao Ling became more and more in awe of Mu Feng and Jiuyuan.
"Master! Will life expectancy be accelerated in the Golden Book World?" Ao Ling seemed to have thought of something and asked worriedly.
Mu Feng smiled and said: "You don't need to worry about this. Lifespan is based on external time. The acceleration of your time inside is mainly to speed up your cultivation. It will not have any impact on anything else!"
Ao Ling took a deep breath, with a strong and fiery look in his eyes.
This golden book world is simply too wonderful. In this way, he has actually gained a lot of lifespan and cultivation time for nothing, and the higher his cultivation level, the longer his lifespan.
He will also become stronger. If this virtuous cycle continues, Ao Ling will no longer have to worry about the limit on his lifespan.
As long as his talent is not particularly bad, he should be able to successfully break through the Holy Lord before his lifespan is exhausted.
"Ao Ling! Tell them!" Mu Feng looked at Ao Ling and said.
"yes!"
Ao Ling nodded, then looked at the eight-headed dragon and said: "Eight of you, my master will give you a fortune next. If you are willing, becoming a high-level imperial beast in the future is just around the corner, and it will not be too far away!
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"Of course, my master is also a kind-hearted person and will not force you. If you are willing, follow my master. If you are not willing, just leave on your own! The master will never make things difficult for you."
The eight-headed dragons looked at each other in confusion. After whispering and communicating, they finally chose to follow Mu Feng.
Their Jiaolong clan was originally headed by Ao Ling. If Aoling is not here now, their Jiaolong clan will exist in name only.
Since Ao Ling promised that they could all become high-level imperial beasts, they didn't say anything and chose to follow. .??.
Mu Feng nodded with satisfaction, waved his sleeves, and brought Ao Ling and the eight-headed dragon into the Golden Book World.
And he rushed out of the East China Sea and rushed towards Zhao Wucheng.
When he arrived at Zhaowucheng, he found that although the city was still in decline, it was much better than three days ago, and many ruins had been cleared away.
During this period, the bodies of those who died in the city were buried on a mountain outside the city, and some people began to rebuild their homes.
After Mu Feng arrived at the Zhao family, Zhao Li and the senior Zhao family leaders came out to greet him in person. Zhao Su'er also followed over and threw herself into Mu Feng's arms, giggling happily.
Accompanied personally by Zhao Li and Zhao Lin, Mu Feng entered After arriving at the Zhao family, they found out after questioning that Yuan Youyuan had been rescued, but he was in a very miserable state and had been poisoned by some strange poison. He was now recuperating in the Zhao family.
Gu Ling and Gu Zhilan, on the other hand, were deprived of their cultivation and were exiled by Zhao Li himself to a barren village in the north of the Zhao family to work as hard miners.
In the end, Zhao Li did not choose to kill Gu Ling and Gu Zhilan, but let them atone for their sins in this way.
"Lord Mu Feng! The Zhao's Pier will open in about five days. We will personally deliver a good sailboat by then. You can just set off directly from the terminal!"
On the way, Zhao Li personally accompanied Mu Feng to Yuan Youyuan's courtyard, and at the same time chatted with him about the opening hours of Zhao's Wharf.
"How long will it take to go from Zhao's Pier to Jiulei Treasure Island?" Mu Feng asked.
"About seven days! You should be planning to help Young Master Yuan participate in the inheritance battle this time, right? The inheritance battle will last about twenty-five days. You will set off in five days. There is still more than enough time!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Li said in a rather emotional tone: "Speaking of it, Young Master Yuan is very lucky this time. With your help, Mr. Mu Feng, it shouldn't be difficult for him to win the inheritance."
Mu Feng smiled slightly and did not comment on Zhao Li's compliment.
Soon, they arrived at the courtyard where Yuan Youyuan was. After entering the room, Mu Feng saw bloated and shapeless pieces of meat.
Moreover, the piece of meat was still green and black, making it look ferocious and terrifying.
Mu Feng reluctantly recognized that the meat was Yuan Youyuan from the outline of the meat and the similarly swollen face.
At this time, Yuan Youyuan was twice as big as usual, and he looked like a big mountain of meat.
Because Yuan Youyuan was so big that the bed in the room couldn't accommodate him, so he made a bed on the floor.