From the outside, the space in the Bloody Attic was not very large, but Ye Feng followed the old man carrying the oil lamp and walked for a long time, and it seemed that he had not yet reached his destination.
Ye Feng used his spiritual perception to explore the surrounding space and found some traces of formation patterns.
"This attic is equipped with a large space array, which is equivalent to opening up a unique cave in a small space." This discovery surprised Ye Feng.
Because this type of space formation is of a relatively high level, if you want to deploy it, you must be at least a master of the formation.
In the entire Jiuyang Continent, the formation masters are basically exclusive to the Shenzong, and they will not easily set up formations for others. Is there a master of formations in Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Xueyin Sect?
The old man carrying the oil lamp also noticed that Ye Feng was investigating with his spiritual mind, but he did not pay attention. Instead, he smiled and said: "I heard that you are also a fifth-level formation master. I wonder if you can see any clues?"
"Who set up this ninth-level space formation?" Ye Feng asked with the same smile.
The old man looked startled and said, "You are very talented in formations. Even if most people know that this is a great space formation, they cannot tell in one word that this is a level nine formation."
"Senior is so complimentary." Ye Feng said with a modest smile.
"Haha, no wonder the Patriarch would be interested in a junior like you. I set up this great space array." The old man holding the oil lamp said with a smile.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, but he did not expect that this old man with an unattractive appearance was actually a great master in formations.
The ninth-level formation is not something that ordinary people can set up. Not only must they have extremely high attainments in formations, but their own cultivation must also reach at least a certain level.
According to Ye Feng's understanding, the level of inheritance of formations in Jiuyang Continent is not high, and ninth-level formations require the Martial Master Realm to deploy.
"We're here." The old man, who was wearing a gray linen suit and carrying an oil lamp, swiped his finger into the darkness ahead, and an oval-shaped portal emerged, shining with a dazzling silver light.
Ye Feng did not doubt that he was there and stepped into this space portal.
Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed, the darkness that originally shrouded the surroundings disappeared, and a piece of light appeared in his eyelids.
Small lakes, bamboo forests, and thatched houses, this place is like a paradise, full of fascinating and peaceful atmosphere.
"This is..." Ye Feng's expression looked very surprised, "Small world?"
The old man also stepped in and put away the oil lamp he was carrying, "This is just the lowest level of the small world."
As the old man said, this small world that was opened up only had a lake, a bamboo forest, and a thatched house by the lake, and the surrounding space was filled with darkness.
But Ye Feng had the concept of formations recorded in the chapter on creation, and he could see at a glance that this small world was created entirely with the power of formations.
Warriors can open up small worlds, firstly, by relying on the power of Gangqi Dao, and secondly, by mastering the way of space to the extreme.
If you want to forcibly open up a small world with the power of Gangqi Dao, you must at least reach the level of cultivation above the fairyland, and this small world obviously belongs to the second category.
Ye Feng can be sure that the old man next to him is not a fairyland existence. He can create a small world with formations. This shows that his understanding of the way of space must be very high, and his attainments in formations are definitely at the level of a grand master.
existence.
Following the old man, he walked through the bamboo forest and came to the thatched house by the small lake.
There is also a medicinal field that has been cultivated here, and some rare elixirs are grown outside. Some of them are even tens of thousands of years old.
In front of the thatched house, a table is placed on the grass. A ruined one-armed old man is sitting alone drinking. The female killer is dancing quietly by the lake not far away, sitting on the bluestone holding a sword. A little boy is playing in the bamboo forest.
Noisy.
Ye Feng looked at the peaceful and happy scene, feeling somewhat envious.
"You brat, come and sit here." The one-armed old man waved to Ye Feng.
"Haha, senior's life is quite contented." Ye Feng walked over with a smile and sat down opposite the one-armed old man.
"Are you jealous?" The one-armed old man smiled and poured wine for Ye Feng.
One is a fairyland existence that has survived for countless years, and the other is a young warrior who has only become famous in the past two years. The two seem to have been friends for many years, and there is no sense of restraint or distance at all.
In Ye Feng's view, unlike those lofty fairyland ancestors in the Holy Land, the one-armed old man in front of him is more like a real immortal, happy and happy, doing whatever he wants, returning to his original nature, just like an ordinary old man, hiding his secrets.
Ye Feng smiled noncommittally and drank. The strong liquor entered his throat, but it was spicy and bitter. It made people feel like they had exhausted the warmth and warmth of human beings, and the world was cold and cold.
The one-armed old man looked Ye Feng up and down, and suddenly curled his lips, "Those guys in the Shenzong Sanctuary are blind. You have clearly cultivated the origin of life to the point of being restrained, but they think your origin has been damaged, and they still treat you."
Did the boy get kicked out?"
"Senior is really wise." Ye Feng smiled and cupped his hands and continued drinking.
The one-armed old man didn't take it seriously and went straight to the topic, saying: "You asked the old man to come over in person. Do you have anything to ask of me?"
When Ye Feng heard this, his expression became solemn and he solemnly said: "Senior, please help me this time."
"It's not impossible to help you, but old man, I won't help you for no reason." The one-armed old man drank and laughed.
Ye Feng looked stunned and said dumbly: "Isn't it too outsider to talk about this in our relationship?"
"Go, go, don't try to get close to the old man. Tell me how you want the old man to help you."
"This junior plans to leave the Divine City. When the time comes, there will definitely be people above the Martial Saint Realm taking action. In addition, this junior's parents also need a safe place to settle." Ye Feng said in a deep voice.
"You want me to escort you out of the city, old man, and help you settle your parents?"
"Yes, after much thought, junior, you are the only one who can help me, senior." Ye Feng said with a wry smile.
The one-armed old man frowned, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said solemnly: "Old man, I never involve too much cause and effect, let alone the signs of chaos in the world now."
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed. If the one-armed old man didn't help, he would have to think of other ways to overcome this difficulty.
However, the one-armed old man did not refuse directly. After thinking for a while, he said: "You are different, old man. It's not impossible for me to break the rules for you, but you must agree to one condition."
Seeing the twists and turns, Ye Feng immediately said seriously: "Senior, please tell me."
"I help you this time, you owe me a favor." the one-armed old man said.
"Okay." Ye Feng agreed directly without any hesitation.
The one-armed old man laughed dumbly, "You promised simply. Do you know that there are no more than five people in the world who can fight with me? Have you ever thought about how you can repay the favor you owe me?"
This one-armed old man is in the fairyland, and he is the most powerful existence in the fairyland. What can't such a person do? If there is something that even he needs help with, it is something beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
But Ye Feng's expression did not change much, and he said calmly: "Senior, you can rest assured that this junior will definitely repay this favor."
The one-armed old man was speechless again and said: "You have a lot of confidence, but if you want to repay the old man my favor and help me, at least wait until you become a fairyland..."
"As long as this junior doesn't die this time, he will definitely become an immortal in the future." Ye Feng drank and said with a smile. The one-armed old man agreed to his request, which finally made him feel relieved.
"Old man, if I can't even protect your boy's life this time, my millions of years will be in vain." The one-armed old man curled his lips, even though he knew that those who wanted to touch Ye Feng were Shenzong Sanctuary and various major families.
, and he didn’t take it seriously at all.
Ye Feng didn't stay long, and got up and left after a while.
The old man in gray linen clothes stood respectfully behind the one-armed old man. The female killer Yinwu stood next to her and gently flicked the blade of the long sword with her green-white jade fingers. The little boy looked around strangely and said:
Yawning and wearing boring clothes.
"Grandmaster, why do you value this young man so much?" the old man in sackcloth asked with some confusion.
In the eyes of the old man Mai, what kind of existence is the Patriarch? There are no more than five people in the world who are qualified to fight with him. Regardless of their cultivation level or status, they are beyond the reach of Ye Feng, a young boy who is just starting out.
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Logically speaking, there would not be any intersection between the two people, but the ancestor looked at him differently, which made the old man in Mai extremely confused.
The one-armed old man took a sip of wine and smiled calmly and said: "Old man, I have lived for tens of millions of years, and I have never seen all kinds of people. But I can't see through this kid. Maybe this little guy
It’s an anomaly.”
No one in the world knows that the one-armed old man has an extremely special and rare talent. This talent is called prophet, and he can see the future of a warrior.
For example, in the eyes of the one-armed old man, there is a shining silver passage behind the old man in sackcloth, but this passage has reached the end, which means that the old man in sackcloth will stop here, and he will not be able to go further in this life.
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Behind the little boy is a dark abyss with no end in sight, and there is still great potential to be tapped.
Behind the female killer Yin Wu is a Shura battlefield filled with murderous intent, with a very broad space for growth.
It has been thousands of years since the one-armed old man became an immortal. He has seen countless warriors, many of whom are amazing and evil geniuses. He can vaguely see the future development direction and growth potential of each person, but only in the first
The first time I saw Ye Feng, there was a chaotic mist behind him, and I couldn't see anything clearly.