Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1218

2022-01-03

Chapter 1218 The Huge Little Human Race

"That's the Little Human Race, living in the dark dimension, dedicated to giving Our space saint peng family cleans up the feathers."

Yukong pointed at them and said with a smile.

"Little...Little Human Race?"

Ye Feng corner of mouth twitching.

Do you think the giant Human Race with a height of 100 meters is a small Human Race?

What am I then?

A super small Human Race?

Ye Feng kept complaining in his heart.

dong dong dong!

The group of tall little Human Races entered the holy island and immediately climbed a giant tree to help a space holy peng standing there to sort out feather.

They are very skilled.

There are some dead feathers on the body of each Space Saint Peng, which still grow tenaciously on it.

If it is not removed, it will be very uncomfortable.

The little Human Race's powerhouse first took out a special medicinal liquid, sprayed it on the roots of dead feathers to loosen them, and then quickly pulled them out and filled them with a kind of mud.

"That's white sand mud!"

Yukong pointed to the mud in the hands of the little Human Race.

This object is in the shape of sand, with aura flashing on the surface, exuding a strong life force.

"That's a specialty of the space jellyfish."

Yukong added, "Before the space jellyfish dies, it will come to the island where the little Human Race is located, die on the beach, and gradually Decomposed into white sand mud, it is the Top Grade medicine ingredient for the treatment of injuries."

"And this kind of magical material?!"

Ye Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, which was considered long. experience.

On a tree not far away.

As the white sand mud was applied to the wound, the Space Saint Peng immediately grew new feathers, and the speed was very fast.

In a few moments.

The feather is back to normal.

It looks bright and bright, no different from normal feathers, and exudes a touch of space.

These little Human Races followed suit.

They plucked all the dead and necrotic feathers from the Space Saint Peng and treated them with white sand mud.

After one hour.

The feathering is done.

The feathers of a Space Saint Peng have fallen off by a few hundred, which is not a lot.

"Well, the hair loss rate is not high, which is good."

Old Ancestor Yukong said with a smile.

On the ground.

Hundreds of feathers fell, each of which was the size of a tree, but when it fell on the ground, it shrunk to the size of a Small Accomplishment, which was amazing.

"This is our space shrinking innate talent."

Yukong explained.

at the seat.

Ye Feng and Gu Ling Xianzun looked at each other.

They realized something.

No matter what he thinks, it seems that he can be overheard by the space saint Old Ancestor Yukong.

"Don't be surprised, you two!"

Yukong's voice sounded again, "I can't eavesdrop on your heart, I just lived too long, what do you think, I You can probably guess it."

Hearing this, Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

Gu Ling Xianzun said in sound transmission: "There is indeed such a powerhouse. When the strength reaches a certain stage, if it fails to improve, it will take the path of comprehension of nature, and the temperament will gradually become like a demon."

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A cultivator does not mean that the older you get, the higher your mind.

For example:

A cultivator has lived for 100,000 years, but in these 100,000 years, he has used it all for cultivation, and he has grown to Saint Realm. The cultivation realm is very high and powerful. strong.

But!

After 100,000 years of ascetic cultivation, his Dao Heart is firm, but he may not be very strong in terms of human sophistication.

After a person's cultivation reaches Voidbreak, the cultivation base will stagnate, and he has been intriguing in the family or in the sector, fighting with people, fighting with monster beast, and the strategy must be constantly improved.

A thousand years later.

This person's plot against may make Saint Realm blushed with shame.

However, such people are still very few.

The cultivator understands one thing.

Single force subduing 10th meeting!

An even more strategic Voidbreak environment is still an ant when faced with a Saint Realm.

To Saint Realm a single thought, it can be obliterated.

Because of this, high-rank cultivator practitioners are even less willing to be loyal to machinations, preferring to go straight.

Of course, that's just the bulk of it.

There are also some top powerhouses who like to maneuver, treat everyone in the world as pawns, and Sovereign their lives.

"My strength has been stuck in the hidden realm Tenth Layer for a long time, and the Power of Space is stagnant, difficult!"

Yukong whispered.

"We call the hidden realm the Realm of Hundred Tribulations."

Ye Feng said.

"Hundred Tribulation Realm?"

Yukong raised his eyebrows, "Every time you ascend one level, you will pass through a calamity, and when the perfection of the law is perfect, it is indeed a hundred catastrophe. The name Hundred Tribulations Realm is intuitive and clear."

"Yes, that's what we call it over there."

Ye Feng nodded.

"Little friend, it seems that there is a Hundred Tribulations Realm by your side, and the opponent's strength is far superior to mine. Otherwise, you won't be surprised when you see me."

Yukong said with great meaning.

Ye Feng smiled and said nothing.

"I almost forgot to introduce the official introduction. I am the Old Ancestor of the Space Shengpeng family, Yukong. I don't know what the two are called?" Yukong looked towards Ye Feng and Gu Ling Xianzun.

"The Head of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng!"

"The Elder of the Misty Sect, the Ancient Spirit Immortal."

The two introduced themselves one after another.

"It turned out to be little friend Ye Feng and little friend Gu Ling."

Yukong laughed heartily, stretching the wings of gold and jade in glorious splendor, looking up at the dark dimension Deep, bright radiance in the eyes, Shining Upon All Heavens.

Under a tree not far away.

Hundreds of feathers scattered on the ground were sucked in by Yukong's mouth, and the bloodshot inside gradually spread out, converging in mid-air, becoming a fist-sized blood ball.

"This is a reward for you."

Yu Kong blew a breath and blew the blood ball in front of those little Human Races, who were swept away by the leader wearing the Space Saint Peng's feather coat Catch it, and hurriedly knelt down to worship.

"Keep grooming your feathers!"

Yukong instructed.

"Okay!"

The little Human Race leader quickly waved his hand, and arranged for more and more little Human Races to climb the giant tree, giving space to Shengpeng standing on it. Grooming feathers.

One day just passed by.

The feathers of hundreds of Space Saint Peng were groomed by this group of small Human Races, who also got hundreds of fist-sized blood cells and feathers scattered all over the place.

Soon, the little Human Race left.

"Every ten years, we have to groom our feathers, so as to ensure that our state is always in Peak."

Yukong explained again.

Ye Feng and Gu Lingxianzun nodded, finally understood the purpose of combing their feathers.

"Are there many races in the dark dimension?" Ye Feng pointed in the direction where the little Human Race was going, quite curious.

"Not many, and it's far apart."

Yukong shook his head, "It would take several days to get to the holy island of Shengpeng in our space just from a small Human Race. Time, other races, are even further away."

"Is there a force called the First Divine Sect?"

Ye Feng shifted the topic to the focus.

"The first Divine Sect? That faction is not easy to provoke. Their Sect Master has reached the first level of the Hundred Tribulations Realm. Although they can't beat me, this person has a very terrifying Master... It seems that It's called the ancient emperor."

Yukong thought for a moment before saying.

Ancient emperor? !

Ye Feng's eyes almost popped out.

That is the Master of Shangguan Oracle!

Could it be that the Sect Master of the first Divine Sect and Shangguan Oracle are senior and junior brothers?

The last time Ye Feng read Shangguan Oracle's information, Ye Feng knew that the other party was the ninth disciple of the ancient emperor, so the Sect Master of the first Divine Sect must be the top dísciple.

"How strong is the ancient emperor?"

Ye Feng asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know, I have seen a Divine Consciousness incarnation of this person from a distance, and I felt my scalp numb, and quickly slipped away."

Yukong's face was a little dignified .

Hearing this, Ye Feng corner of mouth twitching.

A single incarnation of Divine Consciousness can make the scalp of the 10th layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm numb. The body of the ancient emperor is also the 20th layer of the Hundred Tribulations Realm, no wonder Shangguan Oracle dares to be so arrogant.

"Do you have a grudge against the ancient emperor?"

Yukong suddenly asked .

"Uh... I have a grudge with his ninth dísciple Shangguan Oracle. As for the ancient emperor, I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

Ye Feng shook his head.

(end of this chapter)