The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Good guy?"

This answer made Ye Feng look at each other.

"what happened?"

Ye Feng looked at the low-level cultivator headed by him.

This is an old man with a kind face, but his cultivation is only in the Divine Origin Realm, which is very weak in the Tianlan Forbidden Land.

"The fairy calms down, please listen to us carefully."

The old man hurriedly knelt on the ground, "We are the direct line of a nearby family power. We came here today to pay homage to this old sage."

"Memorial?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

Others also looked at the ground and found that there were many sacrifices scattered there, slaughtered and steamed chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep, as well as some sweets, paper men, glutinous rice and so on.

These are indeed sacrifices.

"Get up!"

Ye Feng beckoned, "Tell us clearly about the cause and effect. If there is any concealment, I will search my soul directly and forcefully obtain the most accurate information."

"The villain dare not hide it!"

The old man trembled all over, whispering.

"I am Meng Yuan, the patriarch of the Meng family."

"Three thousand years ago."

"Our Meng family suffered a catastrophe. This senior took action to kill the powerful enemy for us and avoid the scourge of genocide."

"Later, this senior lived in our family to heal his wounds. At that time, this manor was the ancestral land of our Monte family."

"At a blink of an eye, two thousand years have passed."

"Thanks to this predecessor's guidance, within two thousand years, our clan has given birth to many strong men."

"At the peak, there was a half immortal."

"But who knows, the good times won't last long."

"This senior's enemy came to the door, beheaded him, and nailed his body to the stone pillar."

"In that battle, our Monte family also suffered heavy losses, almost annihilating the clan, and fell from the peak."

"Thousands of years have passed, and now the fragile Divine Origin Realm of the old man was born, far less than the peak period."

"At this time of the year, our clan will come to pay homage to the predecessors and the dead souls of our Monte family."

Speaking of this, the patriarch of the Meng family quickly looked at Ye Feng and said: "Senior, what the old man said is true!"

Ye Feng looked at the old man.

He had already opened his eyes of insight to scan these people, knowing what they said was true, so he nodded.

"Who killed him?"

The Old Sage of the Hot Sun pointed to the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land who was still hanging on the stone pillar, and his eyes almost burst into flames.

"The villain doesn't know where the other party came from, but he only knows that it's very strong." The patriarch of the Meng family shook his head repeatedly, "By the way, the murderer left that thing."

The old man pointed to the stone pillar.

Everyone looked over.

I saw a small arrow nailed to the neck of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Land, nailing him to the stone pillar.

It hasn't fallen off for thousands of years.

On the arrow, there was a terrible breath exuding.

Without the cultivation base of the manifestation, it is impossible to pull out this thing.

Ye Feng waved gently.

The arrow that pinned the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands immediately flew out and was held by his hand.

"Through this thing, it should be possible to discern who is the real culprit who killed the Holy Master of Ten Thousand Sacred Land." Ye Feng said.

As the arrow fell off, the corpse of the Saint Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Land finally fell, was caught by the Ancient Sage Qing Yuan and the Ancient Sage of Sun, and quickly drew his hand across the face of the Saint Master of Ten Thousand Sacred Land.

At this moment, he finally closed his eyes.

"Old man, rest in peace!"

"This grudge, we will help you avenge it!"

The ancient sage Qingyuan and the ancient sage of the hot sun held the corpse of the sacred master of the Ten Thousand Sacred Land and wept loudly.

Ye Feng and Concubine Fox stood by, silent.

This is true of spiritual practice.

Every day, someone falls.

Although this road allows people to fly into the sky and escape from the sky, they can be proud of the world, but there are also many dangers that accompany them.

If you are not careful, you will be overwhelmed.

Later, Ye Feng built a coffin with his own hands and put the corpse of the Saint Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands in it.

The practitioners of the Meng family arranged their sacrifices to pay homage to the deceased Saint Lord of the Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land, as well as the countless practitioners who fell in the Meng family that year.

After half payment.

Ye Feng looked at the patriarch of the Meng family: "Where do you live now?"

"Mengjiabao, three thousand miles away." Meng Yuan, the patriarch of the Meng family, said quickly.

"Let's take a look!" Ye Feng said.

"Ah...good!" Meng Yuan was flattered, and led Ye Feng and his group across the void, arriving three thousand miles away.

There is a mountain range here.

There is a beautiful valley, a huge fortress, and thousands of direct descendants of the Monte family, as well as tens of thousands of collateral lines.

The main hall of Mengjiapu.

A group of people sit on the seats and drink tea.

Ye Feng was looking at the short arrow in his hand, his eyes flickering, as if hesitated.

"Ye Sect, have you found the real murderer?"

Qing Yuan Gu Sheng asked.

"This person is in Luantian City. Although I am not afraid, it is important to find the remaining two ancient sages first." Ye Feng said.

They beheaded Shou Zhongxun in Luantian Town and the Palace Master of Tianxian Palace.

Once killed to Chaotian City, it must be a big battle.

In that case, it is not suitable to find someone.

"Alright." Ancient Sage Qingyuan nodded, "The remaining two fellow Taoists are the Supreme Elder Wu Jian of the Sacred Land of Ten Thousand Swords, and the Elder Miaoyin Ancient Sage of the Heavenly Sacred Land."

"I don't know how they are." The Old Sage of Sunshine frowned, "Ten thousand years ago, the Old Sage of Miaoyin was already a Manifestation. As long as he avoids chasing, he will definitely become a sage at this time, and he still has the power to protect himself. ."

"The ancient sage of wonderful sound?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows.

Wu Jian, the supreme elder of the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Swords, was okay, he didn't know him, and there was no hatred.

However, his relationship with Tianmiao Holy Land is not good.

At the beginning, Yin Rurong was the holy lord of Tianmiao Holy Land, and had a life and death feud with Ye Feng. At that time, the incarnation of Old Sage Miaoyin staying in Tianmiao Holy Land also shot against Ye Feng.

Speaking of which, Ye Feng and Miaoyin Old Sage have a grudge.

"Fine! First find someone and then say it. If the ancient sage of the wonderful sound turns against me because of the music, I don't mind making a move, and teach this person a deep lesson."

Ye Feng secretly said.

...

Mengjiapu, backyard.

This is a huge garden with a multi-layered aerial structure, in which the ancient orders left by the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands during the life of the Monte family are placed.

Many of his life images are sealed in it.

"Several seniors, things are here."

Meng Yuan, the patriarch of the Meng family, pointed to the distance, and saw a treasure chest suspended in the air, shrouded by Shengwei, no one could break it except the Holy Land and the Fairy Way.

"Thousands of years ago, that senior was nailed to a stone pillar by a powerful enemy. While he was still alive, he sent this treasure chest to this valley and let us protect it."

Meng Yuan added, “Since then, my family moved and built Mengjia Fort to shelter the treasure chest.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at the treasure chest.

"Sure enough, it is the breath of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sects Holy Land!"

"Poor him!"

"Even though we were tortured, at least we survived, but what about him? Even though we hid for thousands of years, he was finally discovered by a powerful enemy and exposed the corpse to the wilderness."

"Ugh!"

The ancient sage of Qing Yuan and the ancient sage of the sun sighed ~ www.readwn.com~ People cannot come back from death, but we will avenge him. "Ye Feng stretched out his hand, broke open the treasure chest left by the Saint Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Land, sucked it in front of him, and slowly opened it.

There are three things inside.

An ancient order recording the images of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands during his lifetime, a token representing the identity of the Holy Lord of Ten Thousand Sacred Lands, and a piece of broken metal.

"what!"

Ye Feng looked at the metal piece and opened his eyes of insight.

[Name: Brahma Gold Plaque]

[Introduction: A treasure map, recording the coordinates of the fairy holy spring]

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"It turned out to be this treasure map!" Ye Feng exclaimed, attracting the attention of people around.