The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 800

"This is the tribe I live in, the last piece of pure land in Penglai." Mu Feng's voice from behind came slowly at this time, and his figure appeared beside Ye Fei.

On the hillside at the rear, the channel for reverse air transmission was closed at this time.

"It's a pity, after all, there is still no living person." Mu Feng sighed secretly, his voice was slightly low, with a sense of silent sadness.

Ever since Ye Fei entered Penglai Xiandao, the so-called Treasure House of the Heavenly Palace, no matter whether he was on the first floor or the so-called Central Territory, he had never seen a living person, not counting outsiders.

In front of the first fairy gate, it is difficult for Ye Fei to judge whether Daoqing is Penglai Guxiu or a soul cultivator.

"You, why don't you let them cultivate their souls?" Ye Fei couldn't help asking at this moment, his eyes were calm.

Under his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly sense that the auras of those remnant spirits in the jungle tribe in front were extremely weak, even if an ordinary soul slave from Fengcheng came here, he could raze this place to the ground.

"Oh, cultivating the soul."

"Are you talking about a soul slave... As a martial artist, would you like to be a slave?" Mu Feng seemed to chuckle lightly, but there was a bit of desolation in his smile.

Thousands of years ago, Penglai Immortal Island was the holy place that countless people in the martial arts longed for, and there were endless generations of Tianjiao and powerful people. Never thought that they would be reduced to this point now, and even after death they would be reduced to soul slaves.

Ye Fei's heart trembled, and he vaguely understood the meaning of the words of the person in front of him.

The way of cultivating the soul can be seen from the fact that he can control the soul king through the red fairy bamboo flute. No matter how powerful he is, he is still a soul slave after all. This matter is obviously related to the destruction of Penglai thousands of years ago.

"What happened back then." Ye Fei asked in a low voice after pondering for a moment.

In the heyday of Penglai Xiandao, there were countless strong people, and it was hard for Ye Fei to imagine that they could be destroyed in one sentence, and the remnant spirits could be enslaved as soul slaves.

Even in a fierce battle, it is impossible for no one in Penglai to be spared.

"It's been too long, I can't remember clearly." Mu Feng raised his head and looked forward, he didn't know if he really couldn't remember, or he didn't want to say too much, so he responded casually at this moment.

After the two finished talking, at Mu Feng's invitation, Ye Fei entered the jungle and walked in the direction of the tribe.

This primeval forest should be located in the center of the second floor of the treasure house. Under the investigation of Ye Fei's spiritual sense, there was not a single soul slave wandering around in a radius of hundreds of miles.

In the rear of the tribe, there is something that exudes majestic spiritual power, blocking Ye Fei's spiritual consciousness.

"Brother Feng, you are back."

"Grandpa is looking for you everywhere!" Not far ahead, a child wearing a short animal skin jacket with two braids on his head, who looked about eight or nine years old, was trotting towards Ye Fei. Two people come running.

"Grandfather said that the mountains are not safe recently, so you should not run around. Besides, Uncle Wang from the neighbor's house went hunting in the mountains yesterday and was scratched by wild animals. I heard that he lost a lot of blood."

The little girl blushed and said again and again.

After she finished speaking, she ran to Mu Feng's side, stretched out her small hand and grabbed Mu Feng's arm, as if she wanted to say something more.

"Silly girl, it's okay, brother is just a little bored and panicked, walking around." Mu Feng smiled on his face, stroking the little girl's head, and his voice was very friendly.

At this time, Ye Fei's strange expression on his face couldn't help but intensify a bit.

He could feel that the little girl in front of him was just a remnant spirit bound by some unknown force. She looked like an ordinary person, but she had actually been dead for thousands of years.

The same is true for other people in the whole tribe, except for this Mu Feng beside him, Ye Fei couldn't see through it for a while.

"She's my sister."

"Let's go, let's go in." Mu Feng smiled, glanced at Ye Fei, and said in a low voice.

The little girl on the side was holding onto Mu Feng's arm at this moment, her big clear eyes looked at Ye Fei curiously from time to time, she seemed a little timid, and didn't say anything more.

Ye Fei nodded slightly when he heard the words, and followed the two into the tribe without asking any further questions.

It seems that this place is really just an ordinary tribe. The smiles on the faces of the people are simple, they are busy with something, and they nod and smile at Mu Feng from time to time.

"These people don't know that they are just ghosts..." Ye Fei's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help showing a thoughtful look on his face.

After entering the tribe, he subconsciously looked in the direction of the back mountain, and saw a towering ancient tree standing upright. The trunk was straight up to the sky like a pillar of heaven, and the branches and leaves spiraled and stretched like residual clouds.

The size of this ancient tree is something Ye Fei has never seen before, and the aura emanating from it seems to come from ancient times.

"Ancient Jianmu, there really is such a tree in the world!" Looking at the ancient tree like a sky in front of him, Ye Fei felt extremely shocked at this moment.

The power blocking his power of spiritual knowledge is obviously the pure spiritual power emanating from the ancient tree. The closer he gets to Jianmu, Ye Fei can only feel that the injuries on his body are recovering at an extremely fast speed.

In this primeval forest, the invisible power that permeates is obviously emanating from the ancient trees.

As Na Mufeng said, this is the last piece of pure land in Penglai, the only place that is not shrouded in death, but there is no living person here except Ye Fei.

"Brother Mu, this ancient building..." Ye Fei looked forward and wanted to ask.

At this time, Mu Feng suddenly raised his hand to signal him not to speak too much.

In the wooden house ahead, an old man with white hair, wearing plain clothes, and holding a dead wooden cane slowly walked out of the house and was walking towards them.

The old man's face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were slightly cloudy, he was obviously old, and he walked extremely slowly.

"Grandpa, Feng'er is back." Mu Feng's eyes trembled slightly, and he took a step forward, respectfully bowing to the person in front of him.

The old man in front stopped at this moment and looked up at Mu Feng in front.

"You brat, you still know how to come back!"

"The beasts came out of the mountains in the past two days, and your Uncle Wang was injured. Is your life long?" The white-haired old man stared at him, pretending to be angry, and raised the crutch in his hand.

"Grandpa, isn't my brother already back?" The little girl at the side hurried forward, jumped to the side of the old man, and said with a smile on her face.

Mu Feng in front nodded hastily, at this moment, he looked a bit like a child who made a mistake, with a smirk on his face, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to scratch his head.

Ye Fei at the side had an increasingly weird expression on his face at this time, but he still didn't ask any more questions, he just walked up the mountain, thinking that the white-haired old man in front of him would raise his hand politely.

"Who is this little brother?" The white-haired old man noticed Ye Fei only now, and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

When Mu Feng heard the words, he quickly said, "His name is Ye Fei. Feng'er met him in the mountains and forests. Seeing that it was getting late, Feng'er brought him back."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Fei couldn't help staring.

This mountain range is really too weird. Since he came in, he has been refreshing his cognition. Hearing Mu Feng's words at this moment, Ye Fei realized that in the sky of the tribe here, a round of bright moon is already half hanging in the sky. In mid-air.

Here, there is obviously a day and a day.

"Well, little brother, if you don't dislike it, you can stay in the tribe for a while. Recently, there have been fierce beasts in the mountains. After a while, I will let the hunters in the tribe take you out." The white-haired old man smiled kindly, looking at Ye Fei slowly opened the door.

"Thank you, old man." Ye Fei immediately raised his hand, with a look of gratitude on his face.

After some chatting, and at the kind invitation of the tribe's grandpa, Ye Fei lived in the tribe in this way.

In a blink of an eye, the night passed quickly.

In the early morning of the next day, the soft morning light, through the branches and leaves in the jungle, sprinkled on the tribe and awakened the sleeping people.

On the east side of the tribe, in front of a small wooden house, the wooden door was pushed open, and Ye Fei walked out of the house. He slowly raised his head, looked at the rising sun in the sky, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The fresh air, the soft sunrise, everything seems so beautiful.

"Brother, look, Uncle Wang gave this to Xiao Xi." Not far from the front yard, a dark and cute little girl in a short coat of animal skin trotted over at this time.

There was a clear smile on the little girl's face, and she was holding a beautiful fur hat made of mink fur in her hand.

"Mu Xi..." Ye Fei murmured. At this time, for some reason, there was confusion in his eyes, as if everything was familiar, and he seemed to have lived here in the first place.

In front of the door of the wooden house, Ye Fei fell into a daze for a moment, standing in place like a sculpture.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Mu Xi's voice rang in Ye Fei's ear at this moment.

Ye Fei's figure trembled, as if he had connected with something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again, then he raised his arm lightly, and stroked the small head of the person in front of him.

"It's okay, the leather hat is very beautiful, did you thank Uncle Wang Jian?" Ye Fei said in a low voice with a friendly smile on his face.

Mu Xi in front, after hearing her brother's words, couldn't help rolling her eyes, her little face turned a little red.

"Xiao Xi saw that the leather hat was very beautiful, so she wanted to take it back and show it to her brother immediately."

"Forget, I forgot to say thank you." Mu Xi lowered her head, pursed her lips, and responded softly.

In front of the wooden house, Ye Fei chuckled, and then said: "It's okay, you go back to the house first, brother is going to go hunting in the mountains today, now go to prepare to go to Uncle Wang's side."

"Oh, that brother must help Xiao Xi to thank Uncle Wang, this leather hat is really beautiful." Seeing that her brother did not blame her, Mu Xi smiled happily again.

After finishing speaking, he covered the fur hat in his bosom, hid it tightly, and rushed directly into the wooden house.

Ye Fei chuckled, couldn't help but shook his head and walked out of the courtyard without saying anything.

(End of this chapter)