"Master's kindness is appreciated by Yi. Yi's situation is special and there is no need for Master's enlightenment. I will say goodbye."
Yi Feng bowed his hands to Wuming, and all the Buddhist aura on his body dissipated, transforming into dense magic power.
Yi Feng turned around, flickered away, and disappeared in front of Wuming in an instant.
Watching Yi Feng leave, Wuming did not stop him. There was a trace of shock in his eyes. In his heart, only those with extraordinary talents and holy and pure minds can practice the Buddhist holy law Wuliang Jue. However, Yi Feng caused
Wu Ming never expected that such a person, a demonic person capable of endless killings, could also practice the Infinite Art, and could not understand it at all.
"This person must have a big secret..."
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At this time, Yi Feng escaped into the void and walked on the wind. The strong winds around him fell on him, but Yi Feng was still unaware of it and looked forward.
In his first life, it took him hundreds of years to reach the divine level. Although this cultivation speed was much faster than that of ordinary people, it was nothing to those true geniuses.
In this third life, Yi Feng followed the experience of the first life and also spent a hundred years to reach the divine level. The power he used was only magic power. Yi Feng did not want to die without a name, so he revealed the Infinite Art, One Thought of Buddha and Demon
, In Yi Feng's heart, there is no difference between the power of Buddha and magic power. They are like the power of yin and yang, and like the power of the five elements. The two are opposite but can transform into each other.
"Counting the time, we should meet Yu Yan..."
There was a faint expectation in Yi Feng's eyes, and the figure accelerated and turned into a stream of light.
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Tianyue City, the imperial capital of the Tianyue Empire. The Tianyue Empire is not a big empire. Among the nearly 10,000 empires in Dongzhou, it can only be at the middle level. It has the only god-level force in the empire, and its overall strength is comparable to the Qingyuan Empire.
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At this time, Yi Feng had already appeared in Tianyue City.
Yi Feng wore a black robe and a hat to cover his face, and the aura on his body was also restrained.
Yi Feng walked on the street. After all, Tianyue City was the imperial capital and was extremely prosperous. There were many attics on both sides, weapons shops, elixir halls, talisman pavilions, and almost everything.
"I hum softly, making the creek gurgling and the clear spring flowing, making the moon crescent and hook on my heart..."
When Yi Feng passed by a restaurant, a melodious and melodious song came from upstairs.
Yi Feng paused and looked up at the restaurant. The restaurant was not small, and there were many people coming in and out. There was a plaque hanging above the door, "Long Lai Restaurant!"
"Huh...this is where it is."
Yi Feng breathed a sigh of relief and walked in.
As soon as we entered the restaurant, the hustle and bustle of the atmosphere suddenly spread out. People were drinking and talking, and the noisy sounds filled our ears.
"Sir, are you alone?
Are you eating in this hall?
Or do you want a private room?
You’ll need ten gold coins for a private room.”
When Yi Feng appeared, a waiter immediately came up to greet him warmly.
There are thirty or forty tables in the hall on the first floor, and they are all full at this time, which shows that the business here is booming.
"I want a private room on the third floor."
Yi Feng said.
"Third floor?"
The waiter's face was startled, and he looked Yi Feng up and down. Yi Feng's face was covered by a bamboo hat, and the waiter couldn't see Yi Feng's face. "Sir, the private room on the third floor requires one hundred gold coins. If you are eating alone, I will
I think you should choose the second floor, the private rooms on the second floor are much cheaper..." Before the waiter could finish speaking, he suddenly stopped, and at this time, a bag of gold coins was handed to him.
"Here are two hundred gold coins! Choose a private room on the third floor for me."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Seeing Yi Feng being so generous, the waiter knew that he was talking too much, and the other party was not a money-hungry owner at all.
Under the leadership of the waiter, Yi Feng came to a quiet private room on the third floor, and the previous singing sound came from the next door to the private room.
"I will treasure you, facing your direction, I hum softly, it is you who give me hope..."
"Please wait a moment, sir. The food and wine will be served soon!"
The waiter was about to leave after finishing speaking.
"Wait a minute..." Yi Feng stopped the waiter, flipped his wrist, and took out a storage bag again, "Go and call the woman next door to sing a song for me. This thousand gold coins will be yours."
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"One... one thousand gold coins!"
The waiter looked at the storage bag, and his eyes suddenly became hot. He was a mortal, working as a waiter in a restaurant, and he could not earn a few hundred gold coins in a year, but now he could get a thousand gold coins in one fell swoop.
The waiter in the store was also very excited.
However, when he thought of something, the waiter looked a little embarrassed and said, "My lord, the person eating next door is Mr. Song Fei of the Song family. I can't afford to offend you. If your lord wants to listen to music, I will go to Tianle Pavilion to help you."
It’s okay to invite two girls to sing at a time.”
"Is the Song family very strong?"
Yi Feng spoke calmly, his voice already somewhat sinister.
"powerful?
The guest is not a local, right? The Song family is the only god-level force in the Tianyue Empire, and its head and elder have both reached the god-level and are capable of reaching the heavens..." the waiter said with awe.
"Okay, I get it."
Yi Feng interrupted the waiter, "Just say it, it doesn't matter if you don't come, I'll give you 10,000 gold coins."
Yi Feng took out a storage bag again.
It is said that money can make people go around. When Yi Feng took out 10,000 gold coins, the waiter's eyes straightened and his face was filled with fire. With these 10,000 gold coins, he could comfortably live for dozens of years.
In the year, I no longer have to do this job of waiting on others, and I just go to the next door to pass a message, and I can get the money whether I succeed or not.
"Please wait a moment, sir!"
The waiter gritted his teeth, turned and left the room.
A moment later, an angry voice sounded from next door, "Damn it! Don't you want to live anymore?"
You dare to pry into my corner, you are such an inconsiderate creature, you are looking for death!"
Then, there was a crackling sound, accompanied by bursts of screams.
"Mr. Song, please spare your life. I'm just passing on a message to others. Please show your respect and let me go."
"Let you go?
What a beautiful thought! Beat me hard and throw her downstairs."
Then there was another burst of crackling, and finally a muffled sound came from downstairs.
"Catch the ugly thing next door and let me see what he has eaten to make him so brave that he dares to steal my woman."
Bang!
The box where Yi Feng was sitting was kicked open from the outside, and two burly men walked in.
"Boy, you are so brave. You dare to ask Mr. Song for a woman. Let's go. Mr. Song wants to see you. If you behave well, you won't be able to implicate the forces behind you."
A big man opened his mouth and said. This man was wearing black attire. He was tall and strong, exuding a strong aura. His cultivation had reached the first level of psychic realm.
"Zhao Lang, don't talk nonsense to him, just arrest him!"
Another big man was already a little impatient. This man was bigger, with a full beard and an ugly scar on his face. His aura also reached the psychic level, but it was stronger, reaching the level of psychic level two.
Heavy environment level.
The scarred man stretched out his big hand and grabbed Yi Feng's shoulder directly.