Hou Shujin frowned, a strong man from the fairyland was definitely not something that the people on his side could compete with.
But if he was asked to give up the Saint of Taichu like this, he would not be willing to do so.
"Friend, please sell me Shura Demon Realm to save face." He said in a deep voice, trying to make his attitude as kind as possible.
"One breath!" Ancestor Chen Bo sneered, but Ye Feng remained silent and disapproved.
In the world of martial arts practitioners, strength is ultimately the most important thing.
"Are you sure you want to be the enemy of my Shura Demon Realm?" Hou Shujin still wanted to continue to fight for opportunities.
"Second Breath!" The immortal power permeating the body of Patriarch Chen Bo became even stronger.
Invisible murderous intent spreads. As long as these people do not retreat within three breaths, ancestor Chen Bo will poison these people without hesitation. Otherwise, if he does not obey Ye Feng's order, God knows how this guy will punish himself.
This old bone?
"Let's go!"
Hou Shujin knew that there was nothing he could do, so he pushed the dull-eyed woman behind him forward, flew up with his men and Yukong, and left the place.
Li Daoming shook the folding fan in his hand with a smile on his lips.
But at this moment, Ye Feng's eyes suddenly looked at him, "Aren't you leaving yet?"
The smile on Li Daoming's face suddenly froze, "Brother Ye, what do you mean by this? Didn't we agree to share the secret of the Holy Land of Taichu together?"
"Do I know you?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
Li Daoming shook his head.
"Since you and I don't know each other, why should I share secrets with you?"
"Crack!"
The folding fan in Li Daoming's hand suddenly closed, and his face became very ugly, "Brother Ye, are you kidding me, Mr. Li?"
Ye Feng shook his head, "Brother Li, what you said is wrong. It's not that I, Ye, am playing tricks on you, but that you don't know yourself."
"You..." The girl behind Li Daoming looked angry.
Just when the girl was about to argue with Ye Feng, Li Daoming reached out to stop her and stared at Ye Feng, "Brother Ye, Li has taken note of this matter."
"How dare you threaten my young master?" Patriarch Chen Bo snorted, murderous intent spreading.
"Let's go!" Li Daoming said no more and pulled the girl to fly into the air.
Ye Feng did not let Ancestor Chen Bo kill anyone. This great world of Taichu had just arrived, and it was not suitable to go on a killing spree and make enemies everywhere unless it was absolutely necessary.
Looking at the woman in the white dress with dull eyes, she also looked at Ye Feng, their eyes facing each other.
"Since I fell into your hands, you don't have to waste your efforts. You can't get anything from me." The voice of the woman in the white dress was very cold.
"I heard that you are the Saint of Taichu. Is there another Holy Land of Taichu?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
Ancestor Chen Bo and Leihuo Tianxian also have some understanding of the great world of Taichu, but among the four holy places known to the world, there is no so-called Holy Land of Taichu, so Ye Feng asked this question.
But the woman in the white dress said nothing, completely ignoring Ye Feng's words, and seemed unwilling to say a word more.
Ye Feng released his spiritual consciousness to explore the body of the woman in the white dress, not because he had any evil thoughts, but to determine whether the woman in front of him was hiding any means that would pose a threat to him.
There is a tracking restriction on the body of this woman in the white dress, which contains murderous demonic energy. It must have been left by Shu Jin at that time, intending to find helpers, and came here to track the restriction.
In addition, there is a restriction in her body that seals her cultivation. The sea of consciousness, Dantian, and meridians are all sealed, and her cultivation cannot function.
Precisely because of these restrictions on her body, she could only act like a mortal unable to resist.
But for Ye Feng, breaking these restrictions is just a piece of cake.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time." Ye Feng flicked out a burst of the power of creation, and the green light penetrated into the body of the woman in the white dress, breaking all the restrictions in her body.
But then Ye Feng put another restriction in her body to prevent the woman from resisting, and then left this place.
Not long after he left, Shujin left and returned, but this time he brought with him an old man with an immortal spirit, who was also a being from the fairyland.
Immediately afterwards, Li Daoming also arrived here, and he also brought the powerful men from the fairyland. After the two sides met, they immediately started fighting. As for the whereabouts of the Taichu Saint and Ye Feng, they had long since disappeared.
In the great world of Taichu, good and evil are in opposition, and the lines are clearly defined. Under normal circumstances, whenever righteous warriors and demonic warriors meet, they will mostly fight.
In a secluded place, Ye Feng and his party stopped here.
Ye Feng also found new clues in the woman in the white dress.
Sensing the movement of Taoist aura in his body, he felt a familiar feeling.
"Hunyuan Yiqi Jue, Wuji Creation Kung Fu?" Ye Feng narrowed his eyes. The Taoist aura of the woman in the white skirt was very similar to these two techniques, but there were also many differences, which were much better than the two left by the Holy Lord.
There are countless differences between these supreme skills.
But no matter what, the technique practiced by this woman in the white dress has the shadow of the supreme technique.
Taichu Holy Lord, Taichu Holy Land, and Taichu Saint Lady are all named after Taichu. Is there any connection between them?
"Girl, do you recognize this?"
Ye Feng spread his palms in front of the woman in the white dress. Chaos intertwined in the center of his palms, and the grayness condensed into a ball of air.
The woman in the white dress saw the chaotic power in Ye Feng's hand, and her expression changed slightly, "You...who are you?"
Her voice was full of surprise, "Have you ever practiced the Chaos Yuan Qi Gong of our Taichu Holy Land?"
Ye Feng smiled slightly, and the chaotic power in his hand dissipated, and said: "I want to know about your Taichu Holy Land."
The woman in the white dress frowned, her expression full of caution.
"Don't worry, I'm not trying to pry into the so-called secrets of your Holy Land of Taichu, but I just want to know the history of your Holy Land." Ye Feng added.
The woman in the white dress hesitated for a moment, then sighed suddenly and said plaintively: "Our Holy Land of Taichu has been destroyed for tens of millions of years, so how can there be any history left?"
"Destroyed for tens of millions of years?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, "Why was the Holy Land of Taichu destroyed?"
The woman in the white dress shook her head, "That period of history is too far away. I only know that it seemed like a disaster from heaven, and the holy land was wiped out overnight and disappeared into thin air."
"Only a few people were not in the Holy Land, so they escaped. However, the Holy Land of Taichu has been lonely since then. Until now, I am the only one left."
Having said this, the woman in the white dress glanced at Ye Feng, "For thousands of years, everyone has been looking for us to obtain the supreme technique of the former holy land. I advise you not to waste your efforts!"
"There are restrictions in the sea of consciousness of my soul. Even if you want to search for my soul, once you peek into my memory, my sea of consciousness will instantly collapse and you will get nothing!" the woman in the white dress said coldly.
"Now it's your turn to answer me, where did you get the Chaos Yuan Qi Gong?" The woman in the white dress stared at Ye Feng with burning eyes.
"How are you sure that I have practiced Chaos Yuan Qi Gong?" Ye Feng asked.
"What you just condensed is clearly the power of chaos. Only the Chaos Yuan Qi Gong of our Taichu Holy Land can be cultivated. Don't lie to me!"
Ye Feng just smiled. From what the other party said, he could probably understand that the so-called Holy Land of Taichu should be the inheritance of the Taoism left here by Saint Taichu in the past.
But later, with the death of the Holy Lord, even the Holy Land of Taichu in the lower plane was also implicated. The so-called disaster could not appear without reason.
This world is named after Taichu because the Holy Lord Taichu was born here, just like the demon world is named after the demon god Bifang.
The nine great worlds in the lower plane have all given birth to beings with great achievements.
Even if the skills left by the Holy Lord before he became an immortal are not perfect, when placed in the lower world, they are still the top and supreme skills. People in the world flock to them and try their best to get them, but for Ye Feng, it is not
It's nothing, because he can completely obtain the most perfect heart secrets of the three supreme techniques.
Regarding his own affairs, Ye Feng did not intend to tell this woman in the white dress.
"You can regard me as a descendant of Taichu Holy Land." Ye Feng said.
"You?" The woman in the white dress looked at Ye Feng suspiciously, "Why should I believe you?"
Ye Feng laughed dumbly, "Whether you believe it or not is up to you. When the Holy Land of Taichu was destroyed, my ancestors were also among the people who escaped from that disaster."
In a flash of thought, Ye Feng could only fabricate a lie that was unbelievable but impossible to fault. In order to make the woman in the white dress believe that there was no problem with his identity, he used the supreme power of creation, the Infinite Indestructible Body.
The woman in the white dress was stunned, "Have you actually practiced all three supreme techniques in the Holy Land of Taichu?"
According to her, most of the three major techniques have been lost over the past tens of millions of years. What she has practiced herself are also some incomplete mental techniques, namely Chaos Yuan Qi Kung, Creation Immortal Technique, and the Nine Turns that focus on body training.
The Golden Body Technique has long been lost.
These three techniques are actually techniques created by the Supreme Saint before he became an immortal. They are not perfect in many places, but they are enough to be regarded as supreme divine techniques.
"What's your name?" Ye Feng asked with a smile.
"My name is Yuyan, and I am the Saint of Taichu of this generation. Since you are also the descendant of the Holy Land of Taichu, then you are the Son of Taichu of this generation." The woman in the white dress said.
However, Ye Feng could still see from the other party's eyes that this woman did not completely believe him and was still half-convinced.
"Do you want to learn the Nine Transformations Golden Body Technique?" Ye Feng said with a smile.
"Are you willing to teach me?" Yuyan was indeed very moved.
"It's not impossible to teach you, but you have to follow me from now on."
Yuyan hesitated for a moment, bit her red lips, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you!"
Ye Feng smiled and said, "Don't look reluctant. In fact, you took advantage. After so many years of compilation and deduction, my ancestors have further perfected these three techniques. They are more sophisticated than what you have practiced."
There are many.”
Ye Feng didn't hide anything about this, and taught Yu Yan some of the three techniques he knew.
However, what Ye Feng possesses is not a complete skill, and at most it can only be practiced to the Martial Saint realm.
Even so, for Yuyan, it is like finding a treasure.
"From now on, I will be the Holy Son of Taichu? It's a good status..." Ye Feng smiled in his heart.
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