The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

After taking a deep breath, the ancestor Jin Ling squinted slightly and looked at the place shrouded in brilliance.

　　 There is a misty sect in the east of Baifu City.

　　 The four major peaks and the seven floating peaks all radiate the brilliance of air luck, like a group of suns floating above the earth, making the ancestors of Jin Ling dumbfounded.

　　 "It's actually a land of great fortune!"

　　 Jin Ling ancestor was shocked.

　　 Sky Eye is a high-level magical power.

　　 Through it, you can see things that ordinary practitioners cannot see.

　　 Ordinary practitioners have spiritual eyes, can already see the aura of heaven and earth, can identify monsters, and judge the realm of the opponent's cultivation level.

　　 Compared to a mortal, a practitioner who opens his spiritual eyes is like a mighty god.

　　 In front of the practitioner who opened the heavenly eye, the ordinary practitioner who opened the spiritual eye is no different from a mortal.

　　 The gap is huge!

　　 "Unexpectedly, I can see a sect that gathers great luck in the Nanjiang River Basin, but I am going to visit one or two."

　　 Jin Ling ancestor whispered.

　　He is very knowledgeable.

　　Even in all parts of the Chinese mainland, there are not many sects with such luck.

　　 These forces are not to be enemies.

　　 Otherwise, it is self-defeating.

　　 "According to the rumors, the forces that possess the fortune of the atmosphere, among them, either have a strong background, or are shrouded in the fortune of the ancient holy gods, and are destined to rise."

　　 "The sect in front of you is at most a two-star power, and it looks very weak."

　　 "However, it will be a matter of time before you can be shrouded by atmospheric transportation, so it is better to visit in the past now."

　　 "Maybe it can be a chance for this seat."

　　 Jin Ling ancestor smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to touch his face, and the whole person was immediately covered by the mysterious aura. Although the appearance was still the same, the temperament was different.

　　 It seems that he is like an ordinary old man.

　　 "This "Magic Ability" is really good."

　　 Jin Ling ancestor smiled and flew towards the ethereal sect.

　　 Although pretending to be an ordinary old man, he still showed the spirit of the sea realm.

　　 The gods were swept away, the ancestor Jin Ling received a lot of information in Baifu City, and immediately learned a lot of things.

　　 "The mysterious sect, one-star power, teaches Ye Feng, protector fox concubine, two gods with great powers in the original realm..."

　　 "One of the creators of the Tianjiao list, frustrated demons..."

　　 "The reputation of this power is very good, and the teacher, Ye Feng, is a chosen son who can absorb the power of ancient heroes on his own. No wonder the entire sect is shrouded in atmospheric luck."

　　 "It seems that this chosen son is the key."

　　 "Furthermore, the hardwood plain where the ancient holy **** is located is the property under the name of the ethereal clan."

"I understand!"

　　 "The atmospheric luck of the ethereal sect comes from the corpse of the ancient holy **** buried deep underground!"

　　 Jinling ancestor thought in his heart.

　　 Soon, he came to the foot of the Miaofeng Peak.

　　 "I heard that if you want to worship the mountain, you have to ring the door-calling bronze bell at the foot of Miaofeng Peak."

　　 Jin Ling ancestor glanced at the ancient bronze bell at the foot of the mountain, and could feel an ordinary but not mediocre atmosphere from above.

　　 "Nourished by air luck, ordinary bronze bells are also contaminated with air luck and become extraordinary."

　　 The layman sees the excitement, the insider sees the doorway.

　　 Others have no heavenly eyes and cannot see the miraculousness of the Misty Sect, but the ancestors of Jin Ling can.

　　Dangdang!

　　 He rang the bronze bell to call the door.

　　 In less than ten breaths, a fiery red figure rolled from the top of the mountain to the ground and let out a cry of pain.

　　 Fox Dahong rubbed his head, picked up the big drumstick that fell on the ground, and looked at Jin Ling ancestor.

　　 "Old man, did you ring the bronze bell for calling the door?"

　　 "Yes, it's me!"

　　 Jin Ling ancestor looked at Fox Dahong, and found that the other party, like himself, had the blood of the demon race, and he couldn't help but feel some kindness.

"Come with me!"

　　 Fox Dahong stretched out his hand a little, and gathered a burly paperman warrior, and ran up the mountain carrying the golden spirit ancestor.

　　 "Oh, this spell is not bad!"

　　The ancestor of Jin Ling looked at the paperman warlords under the seat, and then looked at Fox Dahong, who was running and chewing on chicken legs, and his impression of the ethereal sect deepened a lot.

　　 Peak.

　　 "The head, the man has arrived."

　　 Fox Dahong asked the paperman warlord to put down the Jin Ling ancestor, and ran along the suspension bridge to the opposite Ling Beast Peak.

　　 Jinling ancestor stood in place.

　　 I looked at the gigantic thousand-year-old ancient pine, and then at the spiritual plants on the top of the Miaofeng Peak and the Lingquan, I was surprised.

　　 "This sect seems plain, but everything is not ordinary, and the dark brown spiritual liquid that this person drinks is bubbling, what is this?"

　　The ancestor of Jinling looked at Ye Feng sitting on the recliner and drinking happy water, with doubts in his heart.

　　 "This old man, are you going to visit us?"

　　 Ye Feng put down the empty enamel cup and looked at the ancestor Jin Ling, "I am the head of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng, your excellency?"

　　 "Old man Jin Ling, in a mere Linghai Realm, unable to enter Ye Zhang's eyes, this time I just stopped by." Jin Ling ancestor arched his hands towards Ye Feng.

　　 "Concubine, make tea." Ye Feng shouted.

　　 "Yes." Concubine Fox walked out of the main hall.

　　 The ancestor of Jin Ling, who had opened the eyes of the sky, looked at Concubine Fox and found that her aura was very strange, and couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

　　 However, the fox concubine is a gift from the system and is shrouded by atmospheric luck. Even though the ancestor of Jin Ling opened the eyes of the sky, she still can't see her essence, but it is not simple.

　　 Ye Feng looked at the ancestor of Jin Ling.

　　 Since today, many people have come to visit.

　　 Some are the supernatural powers of Shu Qianjun, Mo Tianlong, and other areas of the Lingmiao Kingdom, or powerful practitioners like Mu Ruxue and Liu Ming.

　　 Therefore, Ye Feng didn't feel surprised about the arrival of the ancestors of Jin Ling, and he was ready to talk a few words casually.

　　 But, looking at the dead gray hair on the head of Jin Ling's ancestor, Ye Feng's pupils shrank.

　　 "Senior, your life is coming soon!"

　　As soon as these words came out, the ancestor of Jin Ling suddenly became angry.

　　 Nima!

　　 My ancestor kindly visited you, you cursed me to death?

　　 He cursed in his heart.

　　 But at this moment, Ye Feng stretched out his hand, pointed at the gray hair on the head of Jin Ling's ancestor, and said with a solemn expression:

　　 "Your body is entangled with death, and when your three thousand trouble threads are swallowed by death, the soul of the whole person will also dissipate. By then, there is no doubt that death will occur."

　　 Jin Ling ancestor was stunned.

　　 He thought Ye Feng was cursing himself. U U Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 But who knows, the other party actually saw the doorway.

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　　 His dark illness is like this.

　　 When he visited the surroundings to find a doctor, many ancestor doctors of the Void-Breaking Realm level said that once his hair is completely transformed into gray hair entangled by death, his soul will be scattered.

　　 In order to survive, he had to consume his own cultivation strength to suppress the death energy, making his hair change from gray to silver.

　　 "Ye Zhangmen, can you see the old man's dark illness?"

　　 Jinling ancestors quickly asked questions.

　　External rumors say that Ye Feng is only an intermediate divine origin realm.

　　 This level of cultivation was originally not in the eyes of Jin Ling ancestors, but the ability to see the dark illness at a glance is enough to show that Ye Feng is extraordinary, and it is worth discussing with him.

　　 "Of course, you can see that even the boss can't cure your dark disease."

　　 Ye Feng sighed.

　　 Hearing this, the ancestor of Jin Ling was not disappointed.

　　 Ye Feng is only an Intermediate Divine Origin Realm level, and it is already very good to see the dark diseases.

　　 As for the radical cure, let alone Ye Feng, even those ancestor doctors who break the virtual realm can't do it. They can only help Jin Ling ancestors to suppress death.

　　 "However, I can swallow the dead spirit. Although it is not a cure for the symptoms but not the root cause, it is enough to prolong your life."

　　 Ye Feng suddenly spoke.

　　 Jin Ling ancestor heard it, his face was full of incredible color.