The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Thinking, thinking about it all the time!"

Li Wanqing is very excited and looking forward to it.

Join the Misty Sect, and you will be able to gather the Pagoda for white prostitution.

How could she not want to?

"Then, let me see the head." Gong Qingqiu took Li Wanqing's hand and walked to the top of Misty Peak.

Puff! Puff!

Hearing that she could see Ye Feng, Li Wanqing was extremely excited, her heartbeat intensified, and her pretty face flushed.

In front of the Thunder Palace.

Ye Feng heard the conversation between Gong Qingqiu and Li Wanqing.

He is very interested in Li Wanqing, a business talent.

If she can be recruited into the sect, it can help Ouyang Feng and Ouyang Yu to develop and expand the mysterious store and increase the business income of the mysterious.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng fell on the top of the Misty Peak.

After a while.

Li Wanqing and Gong Qingqiu came nearby and saw Ye Feng who was holding a cup and drinking tea.

That handsome profile made Li Wanqing's heartbeat speed up again.

"Okay...so handsome!"

"It's really the head of Ye, who looks countless times better than the rumored one. If I can marry him, I would die!"

Li Wanqing's breathing gradually became short.

"The head, this is Li Wanqing, the host of the Baifu City Auction Pavilion. She intends to join our Misty Sect... By the way, she has passed the test of Fate Zijinling."

Gong Qingqiu took the initiative to speak.

"Yes." Ye Feng nodded.

Without saying anything, he took out the sect roster, asked a few questions, and then wrote.

Snapped!

With Ye Feng's seal of the head, Li Wanqing officially joined the Misty Sect without realizing what had happened.

"From now on, Li Wanqing will be the elder of our ethereal finance and trade, specializing in the development of ethereal commerce."

"Next, Elder Gong, you will arrange residence and other things for Elder Li."

Ye Feng waved his hand and disappeared.

Li Wanqing stood there blankly.

"Congratulations, sister Wanqing, you are the elder of our ethereal financial and trade sect from today."

Gong Qingqiu congratulated.

"Ah? That's it?" Li Wanqing was very sad. Before she could say a few more words with Ye Feng, the other party had already left. What a pity!

"However, I joined the Misty Sect, and there will be more days to see the head in the future. Don't worry."

Li Wanqing secretly said.

soon.

Gong Qingqiu took Li Wanqing to Feilai Peak and arranged a place for her to live. When asked where Ye Feng lived, Gong Qingqiu pointed to the top of the Misty Peak and replied:

"The headmaster and a generation of disciples live in the small courtyard at the top of the peak, and the eye of the spirit vein is in the courtyard."

"That small courtyard is where our ethereal sect has the strongest aura."

"pity……"

"The central courtyard is full. We can't live in it, we can only live nearby."

It was a pity that Li Wanqing couldn't live with Ye Feng, but didn't say anything.

Thunder Palace.

Ye Feng cross-legged in front of the door.

Whoosh!

After half a day of tribulation, the Orb of Destiny finally survived and fell into the thunder pool in the Thunder Palace, absorbing the origin of thunder and strengthening itself.

A few more hours passed.

The Destiny Orb has been completely transformed and has officially become a powerful four-star transcending spirit treasure.

Furthermore, it is a holy soldier.

"It's finally available."

Ye Feng fished out the Destiny Orb from the Lei Chi, and found that after transforming into a four-star surpassing Lingbao, the amount of Destiny's power had more than doubled.

Under certain circumstances, it can be said to be inexhaustible.

"You can transform the formation."

Ye Feng held the Orb of Destiny in his left hand, and the index and middle fingers of his right hand overlapped, like a pen tip, and began to paint on different positions in the Thunder Palace.

Each stroke of a stroke consumes a ray of destiny.

After being promoted to four-star and surpassing Lingbao, the Destiny Orb regained the power of destiny very quickly.

at first.

The speed of Ye Feng's depiction is very fast, and it consumes a lot of power of fate, which is far greater than the recovery speed of power of fate.

But half a day later.

The recovery speed of the power of fate is basically the same as the rate of consumption, and there is no situation where the power of fate is not enough.

"call!"

"Fortunately, the Destiny Orb has been promoted to the four-star surpassing Lingbao level, otherwise, the power of destiny will not be enough."

Ye Feng secretly rejoiced.

Three days later.

He finished his portraying and was so tired that he lay down beside the thunder pond. Looking around, he could see that the walls of the Thunder Palace were engraved with complex pale golden ancient runes, which contained extremely mysterious power.

This is a newly upgraded Saint-level formation pattern based on the formation of the road to the canonization.

Ye Feng's painstaking efforts have been devoted to each one.

Today, the formation has been successfully engraved.

However, it is still the last step.

"Extreme Holy Array, open!"

Ye Feng bit his index finger and dripped ten drops of blood and three thousand wisps of destiny into the thunder pond to activate the formation.

Bom!

All the golden runes seemed to come alive.

They jumped inside the Thunder Palace.

Just like golden spirit fishes.

Behind the rune pulled a golden thread, intertwined with each other, forming an extremely complicated formation.

Finally, the light converges.

The Thunder Palace has recovered to the state where it used to be without waves.

However, only Ye Feng knew that its endurance limit had increased by more than ten times, and its rank was higher than the four-star transcendence Lingbao, and it was infinitely close to the Saint Soldier.

Although the rank is not high, but to a certain extent, the Thunder Palace is much stronger than the real Saint Soldier.

"Let me see how your limits are."

Ye Feng stretched out his hand and placed it on the merit list, feeling it carefully, the expression on his face became more surprised.

"Good guy!"

"Every three years, you can save enough energy for the canonization of the saint. In this way, as long as the practitioners of the Shenzhou Continent are strong enough, one can be added to the Holy Land in three years."

That's how it was said, but Ye Feng knew that it was impossible for one person to enter the Holy Realm in three years.

The four quasi-sages of the Shenzhou Continent add up to no less than one hundred.

However, they held back for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and they did not dare to overcome the catastrophe.

The fundamental reason is that the canonization is too terrifying.

A little carelessness will kill you.

"Because of the absorption of a large amount of the power of destiny, one year later, the energy of the first canonization will be accumulated."

"Then it was once every three years."

"This is good news."

Ye Feng tore through the void and descended on the Nine City Nebula.

The Quasi-Sage Galaxy was chatting with the Old Sage of True Dragon, and when he saw Ye Feng coming, he quickly got up to greet him.

Ye Feng looked straight at Quasi-Sage Galaxy:

"After one year, you can go through the canonization."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh?

Quasi-Sage Galaxy was taken aback for a moment, and after a few seconds, he finally reacted, his eyes filled with shock.

After speaking, Ye Feng has left.

Quasi-Sage Galaxy wanted to ask something, but found that no one could find it, so he could only recall what Ye Feng said just now.

"Oops!"

"Congratulations, brother Xinghe, you are going to be holy!"

Real Dragon Old Sage slapped Xinghe Quasi-Sage with a slap on the shoulder~www.readwn.com~ and the latter trembled three times before realizing that the scene just now was not a dream, but a real one.

"One year later, the canonization? Great, I want to be sanctified!" Xinghe Quasi-Sage laughed frantically.

Real Dragon Ancient Sage pointed to the piles of natural treasures nearby, and suggested:

"Brother Xinghe, we have treasures like a mountain. We can buy countless precious materials for you to refine the lightning protection treasures used by the catastrophe, and increase the success rate of the catastrophe."

Hearing this, Quasi-Sage Galaxy nodded repeatedly:

"Brother Zhenlong is right. Before I replaced it, I was poor and couldn't get so much material. But since I ransacked the treasure house of the powerful clan in the starry sky, I have become rich. In the next year, I must Prepare a large number of robbery spirit treasures."

"I will help you build the Lingbao." True Dragon Ancient Sage recommended himself, "I am a pseudo-heaven, with a half-track fire, and can refine the top-level transcendence Lingbao close to the level of the sage soldier."

"Okay, thank you very much." Xinghe Quasi-Sage was overjoyed.