"Can this thing repair the Creation Furnace?" Ye Feng couldn't help but be a little surprised.
The Creation Furnace is a treasure that the Holy Lord personally sacrificed, and the materials used must be priceless. From the beginning to the end, Ye Feng never thought that he could find the materials to repair this divine furnace in Jiuyang Continent.
"Master, this is a third-level fairy material called Ghost Xuanming Iron. This fairy material can be used to refine high-level fairy weapons. Logically speaking, it should not be available in the lower plane you are in.
treasure."
According to Qing Yi, the Spirit of Creation, this kind of ghost mysterious iron can only appear in the fairy world.
"Even if it is a high-level fairy material, saying it can repair the creation furnace is an exaggeration, right?" Ye Feng pondered.
"The master is right. Not to mention the third-level fairy material, even the best sixth-level fairy material cannot be used to repair the creation furnace, but the creation furnace can cultivate the essence. This piece of ghost mysterious iron can be used to repair the creation furnace.
After being stored in the furnace for hundreds of years, it can barely be used to repair the Holy Furnace." Qing Yi said.
"Hundreds of years of cultivation?" Ye Feng couldn't help but be dumbfounded.
Although Ye Feng was only eighteen years old in this life, he only lived for about twenty years in real terms. Hundreds of years were really too far away for him.
At the same time, he became more and more impressed by the Creation Furnace. Not only could elixirs and elixirs be placed in it to nourish the essence and improve the level, but other materials could also be nourished and upgraded?
"Everything comes from creation, and everything is possible."
Ye Feng is even more fascinated by the magical power of creation. Even with the help of the creation chapter, he can only simply use the power of creation to warm his soul and soul.
Not really.
Ye Feng raised his hand and grabbed it. The rusty iron block in the corner was completely motionless. His breath fell on it and could not move it at all.
"Sure enough, there are some tricks. It is indeed a third-level fairy material." Ye Feng was a little surprised, so he had to bend down and reach out to pick up the palm-sized fairy material.
The look of surprise on his face became even greater when he picked it up. The rusty, palm-sized piece of iron was actually as heavy as a thousand pounds. He felt heavy even when he picked it up with his brute strength.
Looking intently, Ye Feng noticed that there were not rust stains on the Ghost Xuan Ming Iron, but some strange lines. A trace of cold breath penetrated into the body through the palm of the hand, making people feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave, and the whole body was cold.
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"Is this... could it be a formation pattern?" Looking at the rust-like patterns on the Ghost Xuan Ming Iron in his hand, Ye Feng's eyes froze.
Although he didn't do much research on formations, he started at a very high level in the Creation Chapter, so he could vaguely identify them. However, the formation patterns on it were of extremely high grade, and he could only vaguely see that they were incomplete formations.
As for what kind of effects the formation pattern has, and what level of formation pattern it is, nothing is known.
When his spiritual thoughts penetrated this piece of fairy material, the extremely cold aura became much stronger, and even spread through the power of his spiritual thoughts, making Ye Feng's Zifu Yuan Shen feel like he was about to be frozen.
At this moment, Liu Songcheng came over and saw the Ghost Xuanming Iron in Ye Feng's hand. He couldn't help but be a little surprised and said, "Master Ye, do you know this thing?"
Even the Spirit of Creation said that the ghost mysterious iron was a treasure that could not appear in the lower planes. This piece of fairy material was placed in an inconspicuous corner of the Liu family's treasure house. Liu Songcheng obviously did not know what it was.
But of course it was impossible for Ye Feng to tell it, so he shook his head and said: "I just feel that this thing is a bit strange. Do you know its origin?"
Liu Songcheng immediately shook his head when he heard this, "This piece of iron was brought back by an ancestor two hundred years ago. It contains an extremely cold aura. The flames condensed by the emperor's strong men cannot melt it, and Taoist soldiers cannot destroy it.
No one knows what it is, but it seems to be a high-end material for refining middle-grade Taoist weapons, or even high-grade Taoist weapons."
Ye Feng nodded with a smile, and put the piece of Ghost Xuanming Iron into the Qiankun Bag without any courtesy, saying: "Since this thing is extraordinary, I want it."
"Haha, it's good if Mr. Ye can take a fancy to it. This kind of high-end material is like a pearl in our Liu family." Liu Songcheng smiled respectfully.
Ye Feng was unconvinced about this. There had never been a strong martial artist in the Liu family for hundreds of years. Even if they obtained eighth-level materials, they could only be hidden in the treasure house and could not be refined.
What's more, this ghost Xuanming Iron is a third-level immortal material. The broken formation patterns faintly visible on it should be fragments of a powerful immortal weapon. Not to mention an Emperor Realm master from the Liu family, even a Martial Master Realm expert.
It can't be refined either.
Except for this piece of ghost mysterious iron, Ye Feng looked down upon everything else in the Liu family's treasure room.
When Ye Feng came out of the Liu family's mansion, most of the warriors who had joined in the fun and watched had dispersed. Under the arrangement of several elders of the Liu family, they cleaned up the ruined buildings and dispersed other people who came to watch the Liu family's jokes.
Warrior.
Walking on the streets of the city, you can hear both ordinary people and warriors talking about Ye Feng killing the ancestor of the Liu family. The warrior of eighteen years is a bit too young, but he is willing to crush and defeat the late Emperor Wu.
It really shocked everyone.
When Ye Feng appeared on the streets of the city, passers-by consciously stepped aside and looked at him with eyes full of awe, respect, envy, and jealousy.
It can be expected that what happened here will soon spread, and Ye Feng will become famous all over the world and become one of the top talents of the younger generation.
Although most people think that Ye Feng's strength is not comparable to those of the top geniuses because of his low cultivation level, he is younger and has more terrifying potential. Once he grows up, he will definitely stand at the top of the world.
one of those.
Tong Fei followed Ye Feng and also enjoyed the admiration and envy of the world. This made him, who was competitive by nature, eager to improve his strength.
Because he knows very well that if he grows too slowly, he will be pushed further and further away from Ye Feng sooner or later, and by then he will lose the qualification to follow Ye Feng!
"After a while, your foundation should be completely stable, and then you can put the incomplete "Fudo Myoyo Sutra" behind." Ye Feng said suddenly.
"I will practice hard and not let you down." Tong Fei said firmly, his tone became respectful, and he called him "Young Master".
Ye Feng was noncommittal, smiled and patted Tong Fei on the shoulder, "What you lack is just an opportunity. Don't rush to improve your cultivation. The first and most important thing in martial arts training is the foundation."
"Remember Young Master's teachings!" Tong Fei nodded in response. In fact, he yearned for advanced skills in his heart, but with Ye Feng saying this, he could only hold back his eagerness and solidify the foundation first.
"Yunshui Tea House."
After a while, Ye Feng arrived in front of an attic. He put his hands behind his back and looked up. Those four familiar words came into his eyelids.
Later, after entering the Shenzong, Ye Feng found out that when an incarnation of the Shenzong's Holy Lord Dongji Yunfeng opened the Yunshui Tea House here with two subordinates, Ming Lao and Ling'er, the real purpose was to find him.
Eighteen years ago, Ye Qin brought him back to the Ye family alone when he was just born and still in his infancy. At that time, the senior leaders of Shenzong only knew that Ye Qin's background was very ordinary, but they did not know where he was born.
It was not until later that Ye Feng appeared in Yunxiao City, bringing the Ye family of Qizhou City into the sight of Dongji Yunfeng.
Regarding Dongji Yunfeng, Ye Feng couldn't say he was filled with hatred or joy. Everyone has their own choice. Some people focus on feelings, while others focus on the interests of the family. There is no right or wrong, just different choices.
But no matter what, Ye Qin's cultivation was abolished, his mother was suppressed and imprisoned for eighteen years, Dongji Yunfeng was involved, and Ye Feng was still very disgusted with it.
However, Dongji Yunfeng arranged Ming Lao and Ling'er beside him and saved his life several times. During the period when he was chased by many strong masters, without Ming Lao's protection, he probably would not be alive today.
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Ye Feng has always been a person with clear grudges, so when he suppressed the incarnation of his Martial Lord in the Creation Furnace, he had no intention of returning it to the other party.
Gratitude is kindness, resentment is resentment, Ye Feng clearly distinguishes between them.
Nowadays, Yunshui Tea House has long been empty, just like the past, everything is gone.
"Master Ye."
At this moment, a middle-aged man wearing the costume of Demon Immortal Palace suddenly walked over, stopped a few steps away, and bowed respectfully.
This middle-aged man was also the protector of the Demon Immortal Palace who had spoken to Ye Feng above the city.
"Any advice?" Ye Feng followed the voice and asked.
"The headmaster and all the Supreme Elders are in retreat. The Second Palace Master has hosted a banquet, and I am ordered to come down and send invitations to Mr. Ye." The middle-aged man said calmly.
Tong Fei stepped forward, took an exquisitely crafted golden invitation, and sent it to Ye Feng.
There was not much handwriting on the invitation, and Ye Feng roughly understood the purpose of the banquet after reading it.
Among the major forces second only to the Holy Land, the Demon Immortal Palace is at the forefront.
Because Han Fei carrying the Immortal Bell appeared in the Southern Wilderness, many powerful masters from all over the world also swarmed into the Southern Wilderness, including some young heroes with extraordinary strength.
The daughter of the headmaster of the Demon Immortal Palace is in her prime. It is said that she is extremely beautiful and can be called a flawless beauty. She is extremely talented and has already entered the imperial realm at the age of eighteen!
There is a saying circulating in Jiuyang Continent that as long as one can break through to the Martial Emperor realm before the age of twenty, and as long as one does not die on the way, most people can become immortals.
Looking at the world, including the Five Holy Lands, there are only a very small number of people who can reach the realm of Emperor Martial before the age of twenty. Some of these people are already in their twenties and have reached the height of the late Emperor Martial, or even the peak of Emperor Martial.
The Demon Fairy Palace received news that some young heroes would come to Yunxiao City in the near future, so they held this banquet. It happened that Ye Feng was also in the city, and he was invited as a disciple of the Shen Sect.
"Ye will be there by then." Ye Feng put the invitation away after reading it.
He also wanted to meet those so-called young heroes, especially those who were over twenty years old and whose cultivation had reached the late stage of Emperor Martial or even the peak of Emperor Martial.
These people are expected to break through to the Martial Saint Realm at the age of thirty, and their future achievements will be limitless.
"Then the Demon Immortal Palace is waiting for Young Master Ye to arrive." The middle-aged man completed the task, saluted and left.
After a while, Ye Feng came to the door of the Cheng family's mansion again.
There were two young disciples guarding the door of the mansion. When they saw Ye Feng approaching, they both looked stern.
"Ye wants to visit Mrs. Cheng, and I hope my friend can let me know." Ye Feng stepped forward and said.
"Master Ye, wait a minute." One of them, who was more excited, responded quickly, and then ran into the mansion to report.
The remaining one looked very nervous and restrained, and seemed to be older than Ye Feng. However, now the whole Yunxiao City is talking about Ye Feng's deeds, so in the hearts of this young Cheng family disciple, Ye Feng is just like that.
A big man who is unattainable will naturally appear reserved.
In a moment, the head of the Cheng family and the elders quickly walked out of the mansion and came out together to greet Ye Feng.