Chapter 184: The Guest of the Dragon Race, the Use of the Power of Faith

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"Sect Master Ye has a good eye, this is indeed the spiritual power of life." The elder put down his wooden stick and showed a gentle smile like Maitreya Buddha.

"The Great Elder is a life spirit?" Ye Feng was surprised.

Aguduo shook his head again and again and said, "That's a very strong physique, how can I have it! I just have the bloodline of the mysterious turtle, and my vitality is strong and long, and I can heal other people by consuming my own vitality."

"Oh, I understand!" Ye Feng was stunned.

He thought that the life spirit body was so worthless, it turned out to be just a means of life force transfer.

However, being able to do this is not easy for Great Elder Agudo.

"I'm all right!" Long Feng stood up, twisted left and right, and there was no discomfort in his movements. After confirming that he had recovered, he hurriedly knelt down on one knee to salute the elder: "Thank you, elder, you are my father!"

Elder Long Er walked over with a gloomy face, pinched Long Feng's ear, twisted it fiercely, and said, "Well, the first elder is your father, and I am your son, right?"

"Ouch, dear father, stop!" Long Feng's facial features were twisted into one piece in pain, and he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Ye Feng was stunned.

It turns out that Elder Long Er's son is Long Feng...

But it looks like a big difference!

Regardless of personality or appearance.

Could it be... the green light of love?

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's expression gradually became strange.

"You two father and son haven't seen each other for a few years. It's normal to want to fight, but we can talk about it later. Now I want to know what happened in the past few years, so that you are trapped in the three thousand worlds." Elder Aguduo looked at Long Yuanqing and wanted to find the answer from him.

A few years ago, Long Yuanqing was the pinnacle of the fourth level of the Primordial Gathering Realm.

If he is not trapped in the Three Thousand Realms, with Long Yuanqing's talent, he is expected to be promoted to the seventh level of the Primordial Gathering Realm in the past few years. After ten or twenty years, he will be able to reach the peak of the Primordial Gathering Realm and become the backbone of the Dragon Clan.

The others also looked at Long Yuanqing.

"It's a long story."

Long Yuanqing began to tell.

"A few years ago, we successfully landed on the island of God and picked the ripe strange spiritual fruit. When we were about to return, we encountered a powerful enemy who called himself the 'Flaming Demon'. I fought against it and lost both. Later, we met again The vanguard of the Protoss had a fight and was trapped in the medium-sized cave world near Beixi Village."

"Probably the process is like this."

Hearing the word "Flame Demon", Ye Feng's eyes moved slightly.

He really wanted to tell Long Yuanqing that the Balrog, who fought with you and lost both sides, has been forged into a ball by me, and it is now in the system space.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng suddenly thought of something.

He only obtained the three crystals of Yanhuo, Jinling, and Tuyan now, and only two crystals left, Muhua and Xuanbing, in order to gather the raw materials for refining the Five Elements Spirit Sword.

If you don't look for it today, you'll have to wait another three months!

Ye Feng couldn't help looking at the portal and wanted to go in.

However, it seems that there are only two or three days left. Can we really go in again?

With this in mind, Ye Feng decided to ask again later.

At this time, the first elder had already analyzed Long Yuanqing's remarks, and still had some doubts, and said, "So, you have been trapped in the cave world outside Beixi Village for a few years, and have been in it all the time?"

"Yes."

Long Yuanqing nodded, "The teleportation formation will have Protoss powerhouses coming over from time to time, but for some reason, only the third-tier Protoss powerhouses were killed by us at first."

"Later, there were more and more of them, and we had to seal the entrance and exit of the medium-sized cave world. Today, there are even five-level powerhouses. If it hadn't been for the help of the head of Ye, we'd be afraid that we would have to seal the entrance. The army is annihilated."

"Is that so?" Aguduo looked at Ye Feng in surprise, not expecting him to be so strong.

Long Yuxin said with a proud face: "Ye Zhangmen is amazing! Last time in our White Floating City, he slashed the soul-hunting real person with one sword. In the end,

Or I have the vision to let Xing’er join the practice of the Misty Sect, reaching the seventh level of Qi Refining at a young age. "

Long Tianxing scratched his head, embarrassed.

Ye Feng ate the strange spiritual fruit silently.

"No matter what, now that we have returned safely, it is time to turn the strange spiritual fruit we picked into medicinal wine, otherwise, the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly impaired." Long Yuanqing suggested.

Ye Feng was eating a strange spiritual fruit. Hearing this, he immediately stopped eating and asked, "Isn't the strange spiritual fruit used for eating?"

The first elder said with a smile: "This kind of strange spiritual fruit can only be eaten when eaten directly. After it is made into medicinal wine, it can exert its medicinal effect."

"Is that so..."

Ye Feng was a little embarrassed. No wonder he ate so many strange spiritual fruits, but he didn't feel anything. Obviously, he was lonely after eating.

Soon, half an hour later.

Longren Ancient Town.

Tens of thousands of dragon people gathered in the streets and alleys to celebrate the return of Long Yuanqing and his party. At the same time, they also heard that Ye Feng had turned the tide and killed the two powerhouses of the gods. They admired and recognized them, and contributed a lot. reputation value.

in the hall.

Ye Feng was drinking the strange medicinal wine in stock, listening to the sound of the system prompt, and found that the reputation value had climbed to 60,000. Even if the medicinal wine tasted bitter, he was very happy to drink it.

"This trip really made a lot of money, but unfortunately there are still two crystals missing. I don't know when the elder will come out. I have to ask him again!"

Thinking of this, Ye Feng walked towards the door.

As for Long Tianxing, he is staying with Long Yuanqing and Long Yuxin at the moment, enjoying the warmth of his family.

"Cough cough! Where is the head of Ye going?" Long Jiu walked out abruptly, cleared his throat, and asked.

"Elder Longjiu came just in time, I want to ask, can I still enter the Three Thousand Realms now?" Ye Feng expressed his doubts.

"Why is Sect Master Ye going in?" Long Jiu said he didn't understand, "The most precious thing in it is the strange spiritual fruit that we picked, other than that, there are no other treasures, so it's not fun to go in! "

"I have other business." Ye Feng changed his mind.

"It's okay to go in. After all, the portal will be completely closed after three days." Long Jiu nodded.

"Then I'm going in!"

Ye Feng made a decision.

After half a column of incense.

Long Jiu, Long Er and other dragon people elders stood in front of the huge portal, watching Ye Feng holding the moon shining stone, like a strong wind swept through the air, and entered the three thousand world again.

"Master Ye, be careful. When there is still the last half day left, we will use the communication paper crane to notify you. Remember to come back then, otherwise, it will be three months later..."

Ye Feng was flying high in the sky and heard the voice behind him.

"In other words, is there only two and a half days left for me?"

Ye Feng whispered, flying in the three thousand worlds at the fastest speed.

An hour passed.

Ye Feng did not find the crystals of Muhua and Xuanbing.

Half a day passed.

Ye Feng still couldn't find it.

However, he easily dealt with a lot of chaotic monsters, gained a lot of prestige points, and also obtained many souvenirs from the aborigines of the Three Thousand Realms.

Especially when passing through a village, Ye Feng also heard some strange words.

for example:

This is a tribute to the God of Maple, you can't steal it!

I want to give birth to a child for the God of Maple!

God of maple, please touch my head!

Ye Feng ignored these nonsense words.

At this time, he entered a medium-sized cave world near the "Dragon Elephant Ancient City", took a look, and found that two-thirds of it was water, there was only one ancient town, and nothing else was found, and he was ready to leave.

Click!

There was the sound of ice crystals breaking.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed slightly, and he followed the sound.

In the center of the lake, which was more than ten kilometers in diameter, a cold air suddenly radiated, and it turned into a three-meter-high frost troll, holding two ice swords, and flew towards the only ancient town by the lake.

Sen Han's breath spread out at an extremely fast speed.

"No, the frost troll is born again!"

"Go and invite the high priest!"

The ancient town by the lake suddenly became a sensation.

Ye Feng was high in the sky and saw a young man walking like a fly, running towards a purple bamboo forest a few hundred meters away from the ancient town.

Come to think of it, the high priest of the ancient town lived in the bamboo forest.

Half a cup of tea.

A figure wearing a purple cloak flew out of the sky, holding a glass-colored bottle in his hand.

"The first level of the Juyuan Realm... Hey, her cultivation is not suppressed by the Three Thousand Realms!" Ye Feng looked at the high priest with a look of surprise.

"Hugh!" The high priest yelled at the frost troll dozens of meters away as soon as he arrived at the lake, his voice was slightly immature, like a girl.

"I haven't seen him for decades. Has the previous generation of high priest died? It's really sad to leave the inheritance to a little kid!" The frost troll looked at the high priest and grinned.

inherited?

Is it the inheritance of cultivation?

Therefore, it is not suppressed by the Three Thousand Realms?

Listening to the conversation between the two, Ye Feng came up with these thoughts.

"The last generation of high priests was severely injured to seal this seat. Just because you are a little girl with no hair, you are also worthy of my opponent!" The frost troll sneered, wielding two big ice swords to cut through the air. Down.

Hundreds of skating knives fell head-on, wrapped in a terrifyingly cold and biting aura.

"Shui Ling's true body!"

The high priest poured out a drop of water from the bottle in his hand, and instantly turned into a giant. The whole body was composed of water waves, and he waved his palms forward to form a water curtain, blocking countless ice blades.

"It's this trick again, break it for me!"

The frost troll approached in an instant, and the two swords slashed hard, smashing the water curtain shield into pieces, and pressing it down with one palm, the high priest vomited blood and flew out and fell to the edge of the lake.

The high priest lay on the ground, revealing his true face.

It was a beautiful face, still very immature, about sixteen years old, but with a pale face and blood on the corners of his mouth.

Looking at the sky, she happened to find Ye Feng floating there, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

From the beginning to the present, she has not found a person standing around who can fly in the air!

Is he god?

The high priest was shocked.

"God, please, save our ancient town!" The high priest knelt on the ground and called Ye Feng for help.

When the people in the ancient town saw the defeat of the high priest, their hearts were already desperate.

However, when they saw the god-like high priest in their hearts kneeling down to a completely unfamiliar man in the air to ask for help, they immediately ignited hope.

"The old people said that this world was created by gods."

"One day in the future, there will be a god to save all sentient beings!"

"Could that be God?"

The old people in the ancient town are gradually excited.

Ye Feng did not speak.

Just now, he asked the system and got an unexpected fact.

The high priest used the power of faith!

However, this power of faith has been purified and branded, and it can be passed down from generation to generation. The more power of faith that is refined into it, the stronger the high priest will be.

"It turns out that the power of belief can still be used in this way, and I have gained a lot of insight."

Ye Feng came back to his senses and looked at the frost troll who was holding a big sword and slashing at his head, and there was no wave in his eyes.

Clang clang!

The Frost Troll slashed wildly with the Great Ice Sword, but unfortunately, Feng Yuan Lingzhu had already formed a translucent shield around Ye Feng.

The people in the ancient town and the high priest were all dumbfounded.

They only saw the frost troll slashing at Ye Feng like crazy, but every time he was three meters away from Ye Feng, he was bounced off by invisible force.

"Yes, this must be a god!"

"It is rumored that the gods have the realm of the gods, which can block the invasion of external forces."

"God, you finally appeared!"

Many townspeople knelt on the ground.

However, most people are still confused.

They are too young and do not have enough knowledge and awe of the gods.

The high priest struggled to get up, his cloak was blown off by the strong wind, his knee-length purple hair fluttered in the wind, and his beautiful face was full of admiration for Ye Feng.

"Ah, ah, why can't it be chopped!"

"Thousands of ice knives!"

"Snowman Assault!"

"Blizzard is coming!"

Frost trolls attacked frantically, with heavy snow flying, ice knives slaughtering, or countless snowmen hitting Ye Feng, the combat effectiveness was extremely terrifying, and even the fourth level of Juyuanjing had to retreat.

However, Ye Feng remained motionless.

He was just testing the strength of Feng Yuan Lingzhu's shield, and the result did not disappoint him.

"Have you cut enough?"

When the Frost Troll was out of breath, Ye Feng finally spoke, his voice was calm, but it was like a thunder blast in the Frost Troll's mind.

"No……"

The frost troll said subconsciously, but before he could finish his words, Ye Feng had already shot.

Tear!

A gust of Feng Yuan aura slashed out, turned into a dazzling light, and easily split the frost troll into pieces. It condensed into a mysterious ice crystal with endless fear and unwillingness.

"It's just about the crystal of Muhua..." Ye Feng put away the crystal of Xuanbing and turned to leave.

"God, I am your loyal servant, please accept me!" The high priest knelt on the ground and made a loud voice.

"I'm not your god." Ye Feng glanced at the purple-haired high priest, and found that she was really young, so she was about to fly away after replying.

"No, you are! The previous high priest predicted that the gods will come out to suppress the devil and save the world!" The high priest took out a crystal ball, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood. A painting immediately appeared on the surface of the crystal ball. .

It was a figure standing in the air, with its back to the crowd, fighting against the frost troll.

Ye Feng looked at the picture on the crystal ball and found that it was just a blurred back, which seemed to be able to bring anyone in.

The high priest said again: "There is a cloud in the ancestral teaching. After the gods appear in the world, the high priest must follow him and use his life's strength to assist him."

Ye Feng thought it was just a coincidence, shook his head, and was about to fly away.

Suddenly, he thought of something and fell to the ground, standing in front of the high priest.

Looking at Ye Feng with a handsome face, the high priest blushed slightly, and secretly said that this person in front of him is indeed a god, and he was born much more handsome than the most handsome man in the ancient town.

At this time, Ye Feng asked the system in his heart: "Is she qualified to be a disciple of our Misty Sect?"

"Yes." The system agreed.

Ye Feng's eyes lit up and asked the high priest, "How is your root bone?"

"Root bone?"

The high priest was stunned for a moment, and then removed a string of rodent skulls on his wrists, which were usually used to preside over sacrifices.

She asked weakly, "God, are you referring to this?"

Ye Feng: "..."

All right!

Obviously, the high priest didn't understand what a root bone was, or she didn't understand cultivation at all. The reason why she had the power of the 1st layer of the Primordial Gathering Realm was only because she had obtained the inheritance of the power of faith from the previous high priest.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng took out a block of jade that was similar to a brick.

This is a miniature root bone jade. It was bought by Ye Feng for 200 low-grade spirit stones when he was shopping in Shenfeng City before. .

I only heard Ye Feng say to the high priest:

"Come on, touch it."