I don’t know if the person who just came to deliver the battle invitation is the sect master of Liuzhou City. Ye Feng knows the strength of Xie Ting, the new sect leader of Wuwu Immortal Sect, and I’m afraid he will be hard to beat the person just now.
But even so, Ye Feng showed no panic on his face, and even showed a weird smile.
Opening the envelope and seeing the expected content inside, Ye Feng touched his beard with a disdainful expression on his face.
When Hongmeng Continent enters the fifth stage of development, all the people in Hongmeng Continent are either focusing on cultivation. They are people with ordinary spiritual consciousness and no cultivation at all. They can do well on their own one-third of an acre of land.
of survival on this continent.
Because everyone outside knows that the spiritual power of Hongmeng Continent has been exhausted, no one comes to grab this place.
In fact, there is another reason. There is a legend that there is an eternal resentful beast sleeping deep in the Hongmeng Continent. If it is awakened, people in the Three Thousand Realms will not escape death.
If it were placed in other places, if there were such a legend, there would definitely be people who did not believe in evil and would try to test the authenticity of the rumor, but this rumor happened to Hongmeng Continent, and no one dared to come looking for death.
Ye Feng's own cultivation level has just broken through the bone tempering to reach the cultivation level of the first-level spiritual cultivation level, but he did not panic at all when facing the battle invitations sent by people who were at least the fifth-level spiritual cultivation level.
He even took a nap first before getting up and heading to Wuwu Immortal Sect to discuss the matter with the leader of Wuwu Immortal Sect.
Ye Feng doesn't have the habit of sleeping in. Even though he went to bed at three o'clock the day before, he woke up automatically at five o'clock.
Arriving at the Immortal Gate of Wuwu Mountain, the habitat of Wuwu Immortal Sect, the disciple guarding the door immediately came over with his sword in hand and saluted Ye Feng.
"I've met the city lord."
Ye Feng waved his hand casually and said: "Tell your sect master that I have something to ask him about. I will go to the Immortal Palace to wait for him first."
Without saying this, Ye Feng stepped onto the long ladder going up the mountain with his hands behind his back.
Although the spiritual power of Hongmeng Continent has been almost exhausted, after all, this place is a treasure that the creator spent the most effort to build at that time, and the environment is naturally excellent.
Ye Feng likes the long ladder that Wuwuxian Sect goes up the mountain the most. For an old man like him who doesn't like to move and has a low cultivation level, it is best to walk on this long ladder often for exercise.
The disciple behind him didn't care whether Ye Feng saw him or not. He bowed and saluted after hearing Ye Feng's order, and then quickly climbed up the mountain from the side path.
Xie Ting was still sleeping at that time.
He is very young, only about a hundred years old. Although he has taken the position of sect leader, a large part of the reason is that other than him, the Wuwu Immortal Sect can no longer find another suitable person.
When Xie Ting was woken up by the knock on the door, the sun had just come out. At this time before, he would have slept for another three or four hours.
When he opened the door, he was a little angry and yelled: "It's only what time, what are you doing?"
The disciple who came to report was sweating on his forehead. He was frightened by Xie Ting and the sweat started to flow down his face.
He trembled and said: "Sect Master, the city lord came to visit and said that he has something to ask you. He is waiting in the Immortal Palace at the moment."
"Does he have something to come to me for?" Xie Ting frowned, "I just drank with the Venerable until midnight last night. Why does he have something to come to me for now?"
"I don't know... but I saw that the city lord had no serious expression on his face, and he even walked up the long ladder."
The disciple thought about it carefully and said, "By the way, I saw a letter in the hand of the city lord. I don't know what it is."
Xie Ting lowered his head and cursed a few times in a low voice. The old man couldn't sleep himself and wouldn't let others sleep. Why did he come so early if there was nothing important?
He waved his hand to let the people on the ground go, and Xie Ting went back to the house to get dressed.
He didn't even wear formal clothes, so he put on a purple nightgown and walked towards the Immortal Hall.
It was also autumn in Hongmeng Continent at this time, and the dew wetted the bamboo leaves on the roadside, making them crystal clear and beautiful.
Xianzun Hall is at the highest point of Wuwu Mountain, not far from Xie Ting's residence. It takes half an hour to walk there.
As soon as I walked to the entrance of the main hall, I met Ye Feng who had just come up.
Xie Ting saw that his tone and expression were bad and said: "Why are the city lord here so early? You are too old to sleep, but I am still a young man. I can't bear to get up so early."
Ye Feng seemed to be used to hearing Xie Ting talking to him like this. He pointed at him with a smile and said, "You are more than a hundred years old, but you are still a young man?"
"Che" Xie Ting said disdainfully, "That's not true. My face is that of a young man. No matter how old I am, I am still a young man."
Ye Feng refused to talk to him, smiled helplessly and shook his head as he entered the Immortal Palace.
Xie Ting's clothes were thin, and there was always a cool breeze blowing in the autumn morning, which made his forehead hurt.
Following Ye Feng into the Immortal Palace, Xie Ting wrapped himself up and said, "What's the matter, City Lord? You came to see me so early in the morning."
Ye Feng didn't answer immediately. He took a sip of the hot tea that his disciple had just brought and took out the battle letter from his sleeve.
He put it on the table gently and gently, and knocked on the table twice to signal Xie Ting to take a look.
Xie Ting followed his hand and looked at the table, and her chaotic mind suddenly became clear.