Chapter 594 Returning the Lingling Treasure Jade and pressing the road with the Master
"Master, are you looking for me?"
The Master stood outside a huge temple and asked in a low voice towards the Ancient Sage of the Sun who was unable to retreat in the temple.
"Um."
The Ancient Sage Jiaoyang nodded slightly.
He did not show his true identity.
As an ancient saint, he rarely leaves his real body. When he needs to deal with important matters, he only releases his external incarnation to deal with it.
Even his direct disciple, Master, has only seen him three times.
"Master, do you have any plans?" The Master bowed and asked, appearing very respectful.
The Ancient Sage of Jiaoyang, the master of Jiaoyang Holy Land, one of the nine holy places, is a saint who can reach the sky and the earth. Looking at the entire Chinese continent, he is an apex existence.
Even though the Master is already at a high level in the Shattering Void Realm, he still feels a sense of palpitations when facing the blazing Sun Ancient Sage.
The ancient icon of the blazing sun is a sun.
Fierce, shining for eternity, unsurpassed!
"On the southern border of the Chinese mainland, there is a place called the Kingdom of Spirituality. You should know this, right?"
The Ancient Sage Jiaoyang asked.
"Disciple knows." Master nodded.
"There is a two-star force called Piaomiao Sect in the Lingmiao Kingdom. It is shrouded in great luck. Go and see the leader Ye Feng and get a feel for it. If this person is good, you can support him."
The Ancient Sage of Jiaoyang revealed his purpose.
Having great luck means that the Piaomiao Sect is bound to rise.
Coupled with the recent incarnation walking in the Piaomiao Sect, the Ancient Sage Jiaoyang felt that the Piaomiao Sect could at least become a five-star force in the future and have the potential to attack the Holy Land.
Such forces can either support and become future allies, or kill them in the cradle in advance.
The purpose of sending the Master to the Piaomiao Sect is to see if this sect is worthy of support or should be killed in advance.
"Disciple understands."
The master is very smart.
She thought about it for a moment, understood it, turned around, and left the blazing sun world.
"I hope this is a force worth supporting."
Looking at the Master's back, the Ancient Sage of the Sun whispered.
Throughout the whole process, his true body never appeared.
At this time, a little girl with pink makeup and braids ran over.
"Ancestor, I miss you!"
"Hey, Xiao Wenwen, come here and let me give my ancestor a hug to see if you have grown taller recently..."
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Near Piaomiao Peak.
A graceful figure appeared out of thin air.
"Is this the Piaomiao Sect? It is indeed surrounded by a huge amount of luck. It is really amazing."
The Master opened his eyes and saw the extraordinary power of Piaomiao Sect.
That luck is like a dragon swimming high in the sky, suppressing the world and gathering spiritual energy from all directions. In terms of momentum, it is more majestic than many three-star and four-star forces.
The top of Piaomiao Peak.
Ye Feng is getting ready to go out.
He is going to visit the Holy City of the Sun, enter the library of the Holy City, borrow some ancient books, and deduce the art of clones.
"Ye Feng."
A cold voice sounded out of thin air.
Ye Feng was hairy all over, turned around and saw the Master wearing a veil, with his hands behind his back, looking over with a calm expression.
"It turns out to be Master... Hey, you have broken through to the eighth level of Poxu. Congratulations!"
Ye Feng raised his eyes.
"Can you tell my cultivation level?" The master was surprised, stretched out his hand and dropped the ring spirit jade on the table, "This thing is no longer useful to me, please return it to that junior Li Qiankun for me."
"Can."
Ye Feng nodded.
He could see that the special energy of the ring spirit gem had been absorbed, otherwise the master would not have been able to break through to the eighth level of the Void-breaking Realm.
"Senior, do you have anything else to do?" Seeing that the master didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, Ye Feng asked.
"What, drive me away?"
The Master said something so abruptly that even Ye Feng was stunned.
"I have just broken through the realm, and I am depressed. I want to find someone to chat with. Since I stopped by today to return the Ringling Jade, you can come with me."
The Master didn't give Ye Feng a chance to retort, grabbed his shoulder and disappeared in an instant.
Holy City of the Sun.
Ye Feng and Master were shrouded in a layer of light mist and walked on the bustling street.
There was no ordinary person on both sides of the road.
Here, the weakest ones are in the Qi Refining realm, and the ones with a little bit of strength are Juyuan and Linghai.
"It is indeed the Holy City of the Sun. Even the people buying sesame cakes on the roadside are from the Juyuan Realm. It's so terrifying!"
At this time, there was a man in a white robe in the sky, stepping on a flying sword, holding a big box, and said to the distance:
"Elder Wang, the ten dishes you ordered at our restaurant have been prepared and will be delivered to you."
Seeing this, Ye Feng opened his mouth wide.
"That's...the otherworldly version. Are you hungry?"
He blinked and felt that the Holy City of Sun was quite new.
The practitioners here are using their special skills to earn more spiritual stones to purchase more elixirs, exercises, heavenly materials, earthly treasures, spiritual weapons and other cultivation resources.
"Worlds, full of wonders."
At this time, the Master spoke, "What you see now is just the tip of the iceberg among all living things."
Ye Feng deeply agreed with this.
As a time traveler, he has also experienced this.
For example, moving bricks under the scorching sun to earn living expenses, or handing out flyers, working part-time, etc.
Not to mention the past, he is also one of the ordinary people now.
"If you are strong enough, what do you want to do?" the master asked.
Ye Feng was slightly stunned, not knowing why she asked this.
"I have lost all my cultivation, and it is impossible for me to live like that again." But I heard Ye Feng say this, with a tone full of helplessness.
"What I'm talking about is a hypothesis." Master emphasized.
"What if?" Ye Feng touched his chin, "If I really have such strong strength, I will definitely sleep in the sect!"
"Um?"
The master was stunned.
Take a nap?
Shouldn't it be to dominate the world, sweep across the world, be respected in thousands of worlds, and become the heavenly Taoist ancestor who is looked up to by countless powerful people?
Why sleep?
The master couldn't figure it out.
The reason why she asked this was of course because she wanted to know if Ye Feng had any huge ambitions.
If there is, then it will be possible to become an enemy of the Holy Land of the Sun.
But in the end, Ye Feng chose salted fish.
"If I am strong enough, no one will be able to be my enemy. Then, won't I be able to sleep peacefully in the sect?"
Ye Feng said.
Hearing this, the Master wanted to laugh a little.
It seems that Ye Feng is a person who does not want to compete with the world, and his only wish is to live the life of idle clouds and wild cranes.
"I understand." Master whispered.
She has already made a judgment.
Ye Feng will not take action against the Holy Land of the Sun, and the Piaomiao Sect led by him will not be the enemy of the Holy Land.
"This is my identity token 'Purple Bamboo Order'. With it, even the Lord of the Holy Sun City will give you three points of thin noodles."
The master put down an ancient order with lingering fragrance.
Ye Feng reached out to catch it.
Then, he found that his master had disappeared.
"Why are you so mysterious?"
Ye Feng complained in his heart, looking at the ancient order, and found that the raw material of this object was a kind of purple bamboo, which was heavier than the same volume of gold, had a hard texture, and had a special formation inside.
He didn't understand why the master gave him something.
But since I gave it, I just accept it.
"Oh, it's Master Ye!" At this time, a somewhat familiar voice sounded from behind.
Ye Feng turned around, only to find that there was no one there!
"I'm here!" Then he saw a hand appear in his sight. Ye Feng lowered his head and saw Duobao boy, who was less than one meter tall, standing in front of him, waving his fleshy little hand towards him.
"It turns out to be fellow Taoist Duobao, what a coincidence!"