Chapter 17 I am not a prodigal, who will spend the money after I die
"Fire Dragon Fist?"
"It requires fire attribute aura to cast!"
"But I don't have fire spiritual roots. Where can I get fire-attribute spiritual energy?"
Ye Feng, who was confused, thought as a spiritual energy blessed his right hand, and the fiery fire spiritual energy completely covered his right hand in an instant.
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With a thought, the blazing fire spirit energy instantly turned into water spirit energy, and the coolness instantly filled the entire right hand.
Extremely sharp golden aura!
The extremely cold ice aura!
Full of vitality of wood spirit!
Thick and pure earth spiritual energy!
Wind spirit energy blowing like the wind!
Ye Feng is constantly transforming the attributes of spiritual energy. He can't believe that he has no spiritual roots, but he can transform the pure spiritual power in the spiritual sea in his body into spiritual energy of various attributes.
"Why don't you try Fire Dragon Fist first?"
Ye Feng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't bother to think about it anymore. Instead, he really wanted to try the newly acquired martial arts, Fire Dragon Fist.
"Ye Feng, get up quickly and go downstairs to have breakfast. Then we have to continue on our way."
At this moment, Luo Wuming's voice rang from outside the door.
"coming!"
Ye Feng responded and gave up trying the Fire Dragon Fist for the time being. After getting dressed, he quickly walked out of the room and walked downstairs.
Half an hour later.
After eating and drinking enough, Luo Wuming used his flying sword and took Ye Feng towards the direction of Xingji Sect again.
Um?
After a while, Luo Wuming suddenly saw several high-grade spiritual stones appearing in Ye Feng's hands. This made him puzzled. He didn't know what the other party was doing with the high-grade spiritual stones.
And when Luo Wuming saw Ye Feng throw away all the high-grade spiritual stones in his hands, he was stunned.
People give out benefits at high altitude, and windfall comes from the sky?
Seeing Ye Feng not restraining himself, but instead starting to throw them away continuously, the corners of Luo Wuming's mouth couldn't help but twitch. Although he was the leader of the Wuji Sect, he was also an eighth-level expert in the Tribulation Realm.
He doesn't take spiritual stones seriously, but he can't bear to see such a wasteful behavior!
This is pure prodigality!
"Ye Feng, although I don't know how many spiritual stones and good things you have in your hands, you can't be so wasteful. When one day you have nothing, even then it will be too late for you to wake up. Do you understand?"
Taking a deep breath, Luo Wuming suppressed his furious temper and began to persuade.
"Master, do you know what is the most painful thing in a person's life?"
After hearing Luo Wuming's persuasion, Ye Feng also asked directly.
"Everyone has his own life, so the most painful things in this life are different for everyone."
"The most painful thing for a swordsman who specializes in swordsmanship is probably that he cannot understand the true meaning of the sword when he is dying!"
"The most painful thing for an alchemist who specializes in alchemy is probably that when he was about to die, he failed to refine a unique elixir that would make him famous throughout history!"
"For an array master who specializes in formations, the most painful thing is probably that he did not create the strongest formation in his mind when he was about to die!"
"There are too many. Even the ones I mentioned are a bit one-sided."
Hearing Ye Feng's rhetorical question, Luo Wuming answered extremely seriously.
"Master, I don't know about other people's situations, but the most painful thing for me is definitely when people die and the money has not been spent."
After saying that, Ye Feng started throwing high-grade spiritual stones again. Countless high-grade spiritual stones were thrown out by Ye Feng like a goddess scattering flowers. That was called a tyrant!
"This, this prodigal son!"
Luo Wuming was so angry that he couldn't speak. He simply ignored him. He wanted to see when Ye Feng was going to throw it away.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
It's approaching evening!
Luo Wuming and Ye Feng finally came to Xingji Sect, and Ye Feng finally threw away 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones. He felt that his hands and arms were almost useless and were extremely sore.
"Is this the Xingji Sect?"
After entering the sect, Ye Feng felt that the Star Soul Sect was simply a broken mountain, with mountains that were stacked on top of each other, streams as clear as a mirror, and a magnificent hall. There was no comparison at all!
Because he had no spiritual roots, Ye Feng never noticed that the concentration of spiritual energy here was many times stronger than that in the Star Soul Sect.
"Deacon Song, this son is my daughter's direct disciple. He is brought back this time to prepare to go to the battlefield of heaven with his fellow master brothers. I will leave it to you in the next two days."
Soon, Luo Wuming brought Ye Feng to the inner sect and handed him over to an inner sect deacon. Before leaving, he reminded: "Ye Feng, please be calm these two days. In three days we will go to the battlefield of Tiandao."
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"Deacon Song, I'm going to trouble you in the next few days."
When Luo Wuming left, Ye Feng also looked at the middle-aged man beside him with a humble expression.
"It's a small matter. If you need anything in the past two days, just let me know."
Song Changyan also smiled and said quickly, after all, Ye Feng is Luo Qianxue's direct disciple. With this status, even he would not dare to offend him.
"Deacon Song, why is it so busy over there?"
Ye Feng noticed that there were constant exclamations coming from the martial arts training ground not far away, and he asked with great curiosity.
"Today is the day when the outer disciples come to compete with the inner disciples. If you are interested, you can go over and occupy an arena to challenge."
Song Changyan explained with a smile.
"Ding! Release a random mission, ask the host to become the challenger, and defeat hundreds of opponents of the same level. If the mission is successful, 500 prodigal points will be awarded. If the mission fails, 500 prodigal points will be deducted. You can refuse."
At this moment, the system released a random task again.
"Now my spending points have been accumulated to 4,410 points. If I get these 500 more points, it will be less than 5,000. When I accumulate 9,000, I will break through another wave of strength."
Thinking of this, Ye Feng walked directly towards the martial arts training ground.
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"Hey, who is that person? He is not wearing the robe of our Xingji Sect?"
"He actually got on the stage. Is he preparing to challenge?"
"Could it be that other sects came here to provoke us?"
As Ye Feng walked onto an empty arena, many inner and outer disciples started talking in low voices after seeing it.
"I, Ye Feng, am at the peak of the ninth level of the Qi Dynasty Realm and the direct disciple of Master Luo Qianxue. I want to defend here today. Please take care of me, brothers and sisters."
Ye Feng stood on the stage, looking at the thousands of inner and outer disciples below, and loudly explained his identity and intentions.
"He is the saint's direct disciple?"
"What a lucky guy. I've long heard that the saint went out to establish a sect on her own. I just don't know how he fell in love with the saint."
"If I could become the saint's direct disciple, I would be willing to do so even if my life is shortened by several decades!"
After learning Ye Feng's identity, many male disciples showed envy and jealousy. After all, Luo Qianxue was not only the sect's saint, but also the cold goddess in the hearts of many male disciples.
After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.
He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
Confused, confused, and all kinds of emotions came to my mind.
Where is this?
Afterwards, Shi Yu subconsciously looked around and became even more confused.
A single dorm?
Even if he was successfully rescued, he should be in the ward now.
And my body...how could I not have any injuries at all?
With doubts, Shi Yu's eyes quickly swept across the room, and finally his eyes rested on a mirror beside the bed.
The mirror showed his current appearance. He was about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he looked very handsome.
But the problem is, this is not him!
My previous self was a handsome young man in his twenties who had been working for a while.
And now, no matter how you look, this appearance is that of a high school student...
This change left Shi Yu stunned for a long time.
Don't tell him that the operation was successful...
My body and appearance have all changed. This is not a matter of surgery or not, but magic.
He turned into a completely different person!
Could it be...that he traveled through time?
In addition to the mirror placed by the bedside, which was obviously not feng shui-friendly, Shi Yu also found three books next to it.
Shi Yu picked it up and took a look. The title of the book instantly silenced him.
"Essential Animal Breeding Manual for Beginner Breeders"
"Postpartum Care of Pet Pets"
"Evaluation Guide for Interracial Beast-Eared Girls"
Shi Yu:???
The names of the first two books are pretty normal, but what happened to the last one?
"cough."
Shi Yu looked solemnly and stretched out his hand, but his arm soon stiffened.
Just when he was about to open the third book and see what it was about, his brain suddenly felt a sharp pain, and a large number of memories came flooding back.
Icefield City.
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