The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 776 Merit Points
"Understood, in three days, Ye will come here as promised." Ye Fei looked at the person in front, then raised his hand and spoke.

Ye Fei roughly guessed the situation in the main city of Fengcheng. There is no doubt that it is the main battlefield, where the powerful Chinese hidden sect is entrenched.

Entering the second floor of the treasure house this time, he came a bit late.

If Ye Fei went to the main city at this moment, he would definitely be broken into one side and restricted to others. Only by lifting the suppression of spiritual power and going to the main city can he occupy a place.

"The leader of the subordinate city of Fengcheng, this king Qichang." The man in silver armor in front raised his hand towards Ye Fei at the same time.

Ye Fei smiled lightly, then raised his hand in return and said, "Huaxia Wuxiu, Ye Fei."

The two looked at each other, and then stopped talking. Qi Chang turned around and walked towards the inside of the mansion.

In the front yard of the mansion, Ye Fei lifted it up, glanced at the mansion, and then stopped thinking about it, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and turned around to help Ling Yanji who was beside him.

Without too much hesitation, the two left the City Lord's Mansion together.

The soul king Qi Chang gave him two soul cards and arranged a residence for them, which was located in a dilapidated small courtyard in the east of the city.

Here, all the buildings are like this, dilapidated, crumbling, and the air permeates the breath of death. For ordinary martial arts practitioners, it may take a lot of time just to adapt to this place.

"You stabilize your spiritual power first, and rest here for three days." In the small courtyard, Ye Fei looked at Ling Yanji and said in a low voice.

Just now in the City Lord's Mansion, although Qi Chang had no malicious intentions, Ling Yanji was still seriously injured by his terrifying soul power.

"Well, Yanji understands." Concubine Ling Yanji bowed, then turned and walked into the room.

She also knows that within these three days, she needs to recover to her peak state as soon as possible, otherwise Master Ye will probably not take her to the northwest battlefield ahead, which is undoubtedly what Ling Yanji doesn't want to see.

In the small courtyard, Ye Fei looked around for a while, a red light flashed in his palm, and the soul general appeared in front of his eyes.

"Guard this place, and those who introduce it without authorization will be killed without mercy." Ye Fei's eyes turned cold, and at the same time, he sent out a spiritual sense.

"Roar..." Soul General let out a low growl, then turned around and stood standing in front of the gate of the small courtyard.

After doing all this, Ye Fei calmed down a little bit, and after some thought, he turned and left the small courtyard.

In the affiliated city of Fengcheng, wandering spirits can be seen everywhere on the dead long street. Souls of this level are much lower than ordinary soul slaves. They have no combat power and are extremely fragile.

But it has a wisp of consciousness, like Gu Xiu's remnant, which is a little strange.

In fact, there were not many soul slaves in the city, and there was silence as far as the eye could see.

"The main city of Fengcheng must be much more lively." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and before he knew it, his figure suddenly stopped, and then he raised his head and looked forward.

Not far in front of him, he could see a huge black stone tablet. This was the center of the city, where the meritorious stone tablet he had visited just now was located.

Ye Fei looked normal, walked slowly to the side of the stone tablet, and raised his hand and the soul card appeared in his palm.

"Melting soul." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he summoned a breath of soul from his body, and then merged into the soul card.

The next moment, the soul card in his hand suddenly burst into a faint light, and a wave of impressive soul power swept across in all directions.

After incorporating a trace of spirit into the soul card, a gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and at the same time he looked up at the black stone meritorious stele in front of him.

"My name is at the end." Ye Fei laughed lightly and couldn't help laughing at himself.

Following his gaze, it can be seen that his name has already appeared on the black stone tablet, but the ranking is extremely low, and no merit points are displayed behind the name.

On the top of the black stele, the top three are Meng Yuan, Yue Chen, and Yang Yun.

Kunlun Snowy Land, Fire Worship Cult, and Buda Palace, these three top-level hidden sects, form a three-legged confrontation. Behind each name, the merit points have already exceeded a thousand points, which can be said to be far ahead.

On the second floor of Tiangong, in the main city of Fengcheng at this time, with Ye Fei's name appearing on the stele of meritorious service, it immediately caused quite a commotion.

"He, he appeared."

"Jiang Dong, the head of the Ye family, I didn't expect this son to enter the second floor until now."

"Fortunately, he is still the person who opened the Heavenly Palace, and he fell behind us!"

At the center of the main city of Fengcheng, in front of the meritorious service stele, a lot of strong Chinese hidden sects gradually gathered at this time. After seeing Ye Fei's name appearing, most of them couldn't help being surprised.

After all, it had been a long time since they entered this place, and Ye Fei hadn't appeared. Everyone thought that he hadn't entered the second floor.

But at this time, Ye Fei's name suddenly appeared, and it was still at the bottom, which undoubtedly made these hidden door experts feel a little ridiculous.

"It's probably impossible for Patriarch Ye to catch up."

"If I were him, I would definitely choose one of the three hidden sects to join..."

"Hmph, what do you know? After entering this place, the combat power will be suppressed. Even if Ye Fei wants to join, the other three masters may not necessarily accept him." In front of the stone tablet, everyone in the Yinmen talked and spoke. .

In the Huaxia Martial Arts World, most of the strong people here were overwhelmed by Ye Fei. Now seeing Ye Fei ranked last, I couldn't help but smile secretly in my heart.

In the main city of Fengcheng, in a dilapidated hall, a woman wearing a white jumpsuit, with her long hair curled up and a red mark on her brow, suddenly opened her eyes with a flash of light.

"Ye Fei, you finally appeared." This woman is none other than Kunlun's current head teacher Mengyuan Fairy.

At this moment, in the main hall, there are still several strong men with good strength.

Bai Yu, the envoy of the Kunlun Snow Region, was also standing among the crowd. When she heard Ye Fei's name, a strange light flashed in her eyes.

"Master, Ye Fei's fighting power is extraordinary, do we need to send someone from Kunlun to contact him?" Bai Yu pondered for a moment, then took a step forward, and asked respectfully.

"No hurry, wait until he enters the main city. Ye Fei won't be able to make any waves here." Meng Yuan responded in a low voice with her usual expression.

Her strength has already recovered now, and her half-year retreat in Kunlun has greatly increased her combat power. Now if she fights against Ye Fei, even in this child's heyday, Meng Yuan will not be afraid at all.

What's more, in her hands, she has a lot of powerful soul slaves.

At the same time, Yue Chen of the Fire Worship Cult, already the lord of the Buda Palace, noticed the appearance of Ye Fei's name at the same time. The two people had different faces, but their eyes were slightly surprised.

"Ben taught me a long time ago, how could this kid not come." Yue Chen smiled lightly, as if he had expected it.

He just glanced at the stele in the central city, then turned around and disappeared into the streets of the city without much action.

In the main city of Fengcheng, Jianshan Mountain in South China, and some first-class hidden sect leaders also thought of each other after seeing Ye Fei's name.

As for all of this, Ye Fei in the affiliated city far away at this moment did not know it. After he glanced at the stele in front of him, he slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to leave the open space in the center of the city.

At this moment, Ye Fei has nothing to do, he can only wait for three days, and he walks alone in the city.

The second floor of the Tiangong treasure house, what is hidden there, Ye Fei is still at a loss now, he enters this place, he must obtain the source of longevity, so as to awaken Lan Fei.

Gathering here, there are almost all the strong men in the martial arts circles in the East and West, and there are even four terrifying soul emperors. With Ye Fei's current strength, it is really not enough.

"If I can subdue a soul emperor..." Ye Fei's eyes flickered, and the dark red flute appeared in his hands at some point.

Whether it is a soul general or the soul king he just saw, Ye Fei found that they are all soul slaves in essence.

In this way, the legendary soul emperor should also be a soul slave, who can also be refined and subdued by him.

"I can only wait for the recovery of spiritual power to discuss this matter. I am determined to obtain the source of longevity in this treasure house." Ye Fei's eyes showed determination, and he couldn't help but secretly said in his heart.

Ye Fei doesn't care whether this treasure can live forever, the only thing he cares about is that only this thing can awaken Lan Fei.

Whenever he thinks of Lan Fei blocking the fatal blow for him in front of the fairy gate of the treasure house, Ye Fei's heart will ache.

Time passed quietly, and while Ye Fei was thinking, he walked forward slowly. Before he knew it, his figure slowly stopped, and a long river ahead blocked his steps.

The black riverside, the extremely flowing black water, the wind and clouds in the mid-air, sometimes there are wandering spirits floating by.

In the air, there was an indescribable back feeling that permeated the surface of the river. The black water in the river was sometimes violent, but slow, as if it was talking about something.

"What happened here?" Ye Fei looked up calmly, looking up at the river ahead.

In his mind, unconsciously, such a thought appeared, and a sense of sadness rose slowly from the bottom of his heart.

Just as Ye Fei was thinking, the red bamboo flute in his hand suddenly flashed a faint light at this moment, and the soul slave appeared beside Ye Fei with clear pupils.

"You... have been here before." Ye Fei turned his head, and his eyes fell on Qingtong.

He didn't summon this soul out, but this Qing Tong, rushed out of his bamboo flute by himself.

"Well, here seems to be my hometown." Qingtong looked a little dull, looking at the Heishui River ahead, as if she was trying to remember, with a painful expression on her face.

After thinking about it for a long time, Qingtong still couldn't think of anything in the end. It has been too long, and it is already a miracle that her residual spirit can survive till now.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

Between the ups and downs, it seems to be accompanied by the flow of black water. It is extremely pleasant, but at the same time it makes people feel heavy, with an indescribable sadness.

Ye Fei didn't ask any more questions, his expression remained the same, he raised his head and looked forward, as if he was thinking about something.

(End of this chapter)