Chapter 1286

"In the upper realm, those true immortal sects have opened up a cave world as a place of practice. They have all kinds of mysteries to reverse time. One year of practice in the cave world is comparable to ten years of hard work in the outside world."

Xiyue said lightly.

"Open up a cave world as a place of practice..."

Mu Feng smiled wryly when he heard the words, that is no longer something that can be achieved by humans, it is something that only immortals can do.

"Yue'er, is it really good for you to hit me like this every time?"

Mu Feng smiled wryly.

Xiyue blinked mischievously, and said good, "I let you know this, but I just hope that you will not be satisfied with the status quo. Your talent is powerful, comparable to the genius of the upper world. However, at your age, cultivation base There are more people in the upper world who are stronger than you. Some people are born kings and become immortals in less than a hundred years. Your road to becoming a strong man is very far away."

Mu Fengwen nodded. In fact, he never dared to relax his heart, nor was he complacent about his current achievements.

"Yue'er, can I ask you a question? How old were you when you became an immortal?"

Mu Feng asked.

Xiyue thought for a while, as if recalling, and said: "It seems to be fifty-two years old."

Mu Feng didn't say a word, but called a monster.

As everyone knows, he is only twenty-seven or eight years old now.

"Little brother, how do you feel?"

At this time, a voice came from outside.

Xiyue instantly turned into a golden light, shot into Mu Feng's Asura Divine Jade, and disappeared.

Hearing this, Mu Feng immediately called for a defensive formation, and a man with a green wine gourd hanging on his waist came in from the door.

The person who came was none other than Duan Qingcang.

"Three Brothers"

Mu Feng hurriedly got up to salute.

"Haha, you have been in the sect for two days, how do you feel?"

Duan Qingcang came over, sat where Xiyue sat just now and asked with a smile.

He looked at the remaining soul tea in the cup, showing a look of shock.

"This tea..."

Duan Qingcang quickly drank the remaining soul tea, with a hint of intoxication on his face.

"Good tea, the raw material of this tea actually contains the power of the soul. If I can get this raw material of spiritual tea, maybe I can develop a new spiritual wine."

Duan Qingcang's eyes lit up, and he asked Mu Feng where the tea came from.

Mu Feng was speechless, this guy even had such an aftertaste after drinking Yue'er's remnant tea.

Mu Feng could only be sloppy, saying that a friend gave it to him, and that was all he had. He would not give it to him if he wanted to drink Yue'er, saying that his soul could not refine the soul power contained in the tea. Impurities, drinking too much will affect his soul.

"Third senior brother, I have been in the sect for two days, but why have I never heard about our lineage?"

Mu Feng said doubtfully.

"Haha, it's only natural that our lineage is only known to the emperor's powerful level in the sect. Ordinary disciples and elders are not qualified to know at all, and our lineage is extremely famous!"

Duan Qingcang smiled proudly.

"Emperor?"

Mu Feng revealed a puzzled expression.

"That's right, that is to say, those who are selected into our lineage will at least have the potential to break through to the Heavenly Infant Emperor Realm in the future, and you are the only disciple that our lineage has recruited in the past hundred years , in front of you, there are eight senior brothers and sisters, and your eight senior brothers and sisters all have the lowest cultivation level of the Heavenly Infant Emperor, and I, although I rank third in qualifications, I am lazy by nature and don't like to practice, and I don't like to fight. Shasha, my strength and cultivation are ranked eighth among your eight senior brothers and sisters."

Duan Qingcang laughed.

When Mu Feng heard this, his heart twitched in shock. Duan Qingcang's strength actually ranked last in his lineage!

"However, now that you are here, you are the weakest in our lineage, haha, but our lineage is the secret of the sect, you must not reveal half of it to outsiders."

Duan Qingcang laughed again.

Mu Feng was speechless, he was actually the weakest person in this lineage.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the cultivation place of our lineage"

Duan Qingcang said, grabbing Mu Feng, his figure soared into the sky, turned into a stream of light, and went towards a certain direction of Wanxiangzong.

Flying out of the range of Vientiane City, they also flew over the area where Liumai is located. After a long time, the two of them came to a city. This city was also within the range of Vientiane Sacred Sect, with millions of people living there.

"This city is named Xianyi City. The people in this city are all descendants of the strong men of the Vientiane Sacred Sect. They can live here only by enjoying the legacy of their ancestors. In this city, killing is prohibited."

Duan Qingcang said, under the investigation of Mu Feng's spiritual sense, in this city, there are no practitioners at the Linghai realm, the strongest, not many at the Yuandan realm, and there are many mortals below Yuandan.

However, I am relieved to think about it. After cultivating to the realm of Linghai, the monks in this city may have already become disciples of the Vientiane Sacred Sect. Otherwise, how could the Vientiane Sacred Sect have so many disciples of the Linghai realm? They recruited once every ten years and couldn’t afford to accumulate them. So many, most of the spiritual sea realm disciples come from here.

"Could it be that our lineage is in this city?"

Mu Feng asked curiously.

"Haha, the small hermit lives in the forest, the big hermit hides in the city, so to speak."

Duan Qingcang took Mu Fengfei into the city and walked on the street. Many of the people passing by on the street were mortals. There was a large spiritual field outside the city where spiritual grain crops were planted, and the residents in the city lived a comfortable life.

Here, although Mu Feng saw occasional quarrels, no one resorted to violence, and getting along harmoniously was like a real peaceful and prosperous age.

"It's Uncle Qingcang, Uncle Qingcang, tell us the story you told last time."

A group of children who knew Duan Qingcang came and surrounded Duan Qingcang.

"Haha, it's the wine fairy, when will you come to my house for a drink?"

Many residents who knew Duan Qingcang also greeted them with a smile, very enthusiastically, and Duan Qingcang responded with a smile, at this moment, he is not like the supreme emperor in the hearts of outsiders, but ordinary residents in a city.

Looking at the peace and prosperity in the city, Mu Feng felt inexplicably quiet in his heart. Only such a place can be called a truly peaceful and prosperous age.

However, such a peaceful place exists only because of the suppression of one side by the peerless force of the Vientiane Holy Sect.

The premise of peace is the need to have force to protect peace! There is ferocity in the face of riots.

"The meat is sold, the meat is sold at a low price today, the meat of the beast king Qingyu Niu King in the Tianpo Realm"

At the roadside meat stand, a burly man with a butcher's knife shouted loudly.

Mu Feng looked at him and was speechless for a while. Isn't this person the one who went to Ge Tu Lang Country to rescue him that day? It is said that it is the second senior brother, who is here... to sell meat...

"Hey, is this the little junior brother?"

But at this time, a childish voice sounded, a seven or eight year old red-clothed girl with two braids on her hair, only Mu Feng's waist was high, looked at Mu Feng and asked curiously.

When Duan Qingcang saw the girl, his expression immediately became bitter.