Murong Feng waved his hand impatiently, asking Jing Liuli and others to retreat first.
Jing Liuli and the others did not dare to disturb Murong Feng anymore, as they all knew that this immortal had a bad temper.
Murong Feng hid under the pagoda again.
His mood was very complicated.
I wanted to go to Fuyun Mountain to take a look at the situation, but I was afraid of running into trouble.
Murong Feng's view of this world was no longer the same as when he had just escaped from Zhenyuan Realm.
I thought that there was no decent strong person in this world.
But now, Murong Feng already knew that he had underestimated this world.
There are still very few people who can threaten you.
Although this threat is not great.
But for Murong Feng, who was already seriously injured, he didn't want to take any risks.
Describe it in the simplest terms.
This immortal is obviously very powerful, but he is too cautious!
Murong Feng himself is a cautious person.
He was able to escape from under the eyes of the immortals who were chasing him in the Zhenyuan Realm, and he was able to successfully escape into this world.
It's not luck.
In order to survive, he would do anything and he would never take too many risks!
Now that he knew what happened to the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha in Fuyun Mountain, Murong Feng doubted whether the Lord of Fuyun Mountain was an escaped immortal like himself.
If he was truly an immortal, he could catch this person and take away his immortal energy to completely heal his injuries.
But what if you can’t do it yourself?
Wouldn't that expose yourself?
So Murong Feng was very confused.
I didn't know what to do for a while.
Murong Feng looked at the several Buddhist treasures in front of him.
They are all innate spiritual treasures of Yijiyunchuan.
Among them, the power of two innate spiritual treasures has been completely refined by Murong Feng.
Murong Feng's injuries recovered by 40%.
However, the golden bell treasure that the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha gave to Murong Feng was not refined by Murong Feng.
It's not that Murong Feng didn't want to, but that he couldn't refine this golden bell treasure at all.
After trying several times without success.
Murong Fengzhi therefore severely threatened the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha, and then the Holy Son of the Jade Buddha handed over the other two Buddhist treasures for Murong Feng to heal his injuries.
"My injuries have recovered a bit, so it shouldn't be too risky to go outside for a look."
"With my magical powers, as long as I am careful enough, I will never let anyone discover my existence!"
most Finally, Murong Feng made up his mind.
He must go to Fuyun Mountain to take a look.
Make sure that the person named Ye Qingyun is from the Zhenyuan world like yourself?
At that moment, Murong Feng flew out of the pagoda again, and flew straight out without letting the monks in Yijiyunchuan know.
But before he had even flown out of Yunchuan, Murong Feng became entangled again.
"No, no! I can't go there in person!"
“Too risky!”
"I have to be more cautious!"
Murong Feng paused and immediately cast his magic spell.
A drop of blood and a soul power separated from Murong Feng's body.
Then the blood and soul power condensed together.
In an instant, he turned into Murong Feng.
The smell and appearance are the same.
This is a clone!
And it is different from the ordinary clone method.
This is the magic of the Zhenyuan world.
Although it is a clone, it contains all of Murong Feng's strength.
Not only that, unless this clone is fatally injured, it can continue to exist, and if the strength of the main body increases, the strength of the clone will also increase accordingly.
All in all, it’s easy to use!
Murong Feng's real body hid under the pagoda again, while his clone flew directly out of Yiyunchuan.
In the Floating Cloud Mountain.
Huikong brought Zhiqing to Ye Qingyun again.
"Holy Son, there is an extremely important matter."
Huikong showed a rare look of solemnity.
Ye Qingyun was bored, playing with the flowers and plants he planted in the yard, and couldn't help but turn his head when he heard this.
"What's up?"
"In the clouds and rivers, there is an immortal from another world!"
Huikong said.
As soon as these words came out, Ye Qingyun's hand movements paused.
The faces of Jian Tianming, Qingluan Demon Saint and Wei Changhuan who were also in the courtyard changed drastically.
Immortal!
There is actually an immortal hidden in Yiyunchuan?
This is really shocking.
Ye Qingyun walked out of the field, frowning.
"Immortal? Real or fake?"
Huikong gestured to the people on the side
Zhiqing came to talk to Ye Qingyun about this matter.
Zhiqing stepped forward and saluted Ye Qingyun respectfully.
"Reporting to the Holy Son, there is indeed an immortal from the Zhenyuan Realm named Murong Feng in Yiyun River!"
At that moment, Zhiqing told Ye Qingyun everything about Murong Feng.
"That's what happened. Murong Feng is currently in Yiyunchuan, using the Buddha's treasure in Yiyiyunchuan to heal his wounds."
After Zhiqing finished speaking, he respectfully stepped aside.
Ye Qingyun sat on the stone bench, saying nothing, and there was no expression on his face.
"Holy Son, since Murong Feng is an immortal from the upper world and is extremely powerful, we must take precautions to prevent him from acting recklessly in this world."
Huikong expressed his concerns.
Ye Qingyun nodded slightly.
"That makes sense, but since he just hid in Yiyunchuan to heal his wounds and didn't do anything harmful to nature, then we don't have to provoke him."
Huikong was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized.
"The Holy Son is wise! It's the young monk who worries too much."
In Huikong's view, since Ye Qingyun said this, he must have already known about the existence of Murong Feng.
Besides.
With the Holy Son's boundless magical power, even if there is an immortal from the upper world, how can he act recklessly under the eyes of the Holy Son?
As long as the Holy Son is sitting in this world, even if the sky is full of gods and Buddhas, he will still lie down.
No one can make mistakes!
He was just a wounded immortal, how could he be taken seriously by the Holy Son?
Huikong took Zhiqing back down the mountain.
Ye Qingyun was a little upset and walked into the house alone.
Sitting at the desk, Ye Qingyun picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote three words on the paper.
Murong Feng!
Ye Qingyun looked at these three words and felt a little uneasy.
"Why did an immortal appear here? What if this immortal wants to cause trouble?"
Although Ye Qingyun has never seen a real immortal, he has heard about the name of an immortal for a long time.
Especially what Zhiqing said just now, Murong Feng is extremely powerful and is fundamentally different from the so-called strong men in this world.
No matter how many strong men there are, they have no meaning in front of Murong Feng.
Invincible!
Ye Qingyun is most afraid of this kind of guy. If he is a normal person, that's all. If he doesn't provoke him, he should be fine. r> I'm just afraid that this person will suddenly go crazy and want to destroy the world or something.
That would be the end of it.
Ye Qingyun absolutely does not want a strong man who cannot be checked and balanced to appear in this world.
This is too great a threat to myself and everyone.
I will have trouble sleeping.
I feel nervous when I eat.
"Oh, what should I do?"
Ye Qingyun fell into distress.
It was at this time that Murong Feng's clone had quietly touched Fuyun Mountain.
Murong Feng restrained his aura, just like a gust of wind blowing by.
It didn't attract anyone's attention in Fuyun Mountain.
However, being cautious by nature, he did not dare to take it lightly and did not approach any people or monsters on the mountain.
We flew all the way to the mountaintop courtyard.
Murong Feng felt relieved.
"No one noticed me. It seems that the people on this mountain are just like this. Maybe I am overthinking and I am probably not an immortal like me."
Murong Feng was thinking in his heart, and then he drifted towards the courtyard.
The courtyard was quiet, Jian Tianming and Qingluan Demon Saint were not here.
Wei Changhuan was concentrating on studying his cooking skills in the kitchen and didn't notice anyone coming in at all.
Murong Feng was secretly happy.
He looked straight at the door of the house.
I thought that the person named Ye Qingyun should be here.
Do you want to go in directly?
Murong Feng was hesitating.
suddenly.
He vaguely felt something was not right.
Turn around and look.
There was a big yellow-haired dog lying in the corner of the yard.
And at this moment.
This big yellow-haired dog was staring directly at me with its eyes.
Murong Feng panicked.
"I didn't notice this dog just now?"
"Why does it keep staring at me? This is impossible! It's just a dog, how can it detect my presence?"
"Must be a coincidence!"
Murong Feng comforted himself in his heart.
But who would have expected that the big yellow-haired dog slowly stood up and walked slowly towards him.
Murong Feng's heart tightened.
"No, no, no, this dog has no cultivation. It should be hungry and going to the latrine. It can't be for me."
