The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

This colorful tea tree is still in its growth stage and is not tall enough, with only more than 10,000 leaves and slow recovery.

Do not pick too much tea in a short time.

Otherwise, it may cause damage.

According to the feedback from Wudao Tea Tree, at most 2,000 tea leaves can be picked every month.

This time, in order to hold the first Enlightenment Tea Party, plus gifts, Ye Feng consumed more than 1,100 leaves in total.

This means one thing.

In the next month, only more than 800 pieces of colorful enlightenment tea can be picked, otherwise, the enlightenment tea tree will be damaged.

Ye Feng turned around and looked at the purified green lotus in the spiritual pond.

"I don't know how to make tea with Purifying Qinglian and Qicai Wudao tea."

He couldn't help muttering.

Wow!

Jingle Bell!

Purifying Qinglian and Qicai Enlightenment Tea Tree shook their bodies at the same time, making sharp noises, as if they were strongly opposed.

"Well, it doesn't seem to work!"

Ye Feng shrugged and left the center courtyard.

Here he set a ban.

Even the ordinary holy realm may not be able to approach it.

In front of the Power God Monument.

"Second brother, we are optimistic about you!"

The disciples put their hands on their mouths, trumpet-shaped, and shouted at Huo Yunjie who was standing in the air.

"Drawing swordsmanship!"

Huo Yunjie took a deep breath, still holding the scabbard with his left hand, and holding the hilt with the backhand of his right hand.

that moment.

He condensed his whole body aura into the Sky Frost Sword, and after three seconds of brewing, he pulled it out with all his strength.

Between heaven and earth, everything is shrouded in dazzling brilliance.

The disciples were so shaken that they almost couldn't open their eyes.

Tear it!

The sword beam that was ten thousand feet long slashed on the power monument, causing it to fluctuate slightly, and then absorbed the sword beam.

Then, the ranking appeared.

[No. 35792863: Huo Yunjie-Shenzhou Misty Zong]

"Thirty-five million people!"

"It's on top of Brother Flathead!"

"The Triple Void Realm has this kind of strength, won't it, it's too strong!"

The disciples were shocked.

Cang!

Huo Yunjie returned his sword to its sheath, with fatigue written on his face, and explained to everyone:

"This is almost my strongest sword. After performing this trick, I can't fight again in a short time. The shortcomings are too serious."

Having said that, everyone still felt that Huo Yunjie was too strong.

In terms of peak combat power alone, he must be the first among all the disciples of the Misty Sect.

boom! boom!

At this time, it was Qingshan Jianzu and other eighteen masters of the ancient clan to take action. With the help of the rain from heaven and earth, they rushed to the peak of the Void Realm, became the emperor of heaven, and their strength greatly increased.

Even the Sect Master of the Shadow Demon Sect has more than 8 million names.

In the heavenly emperor level, he is also a good player.

As for the sword ancestor of Qingshan, he entered the 980,000th place, and finally possessed the fighting power of the top emperor.

Cang!

Swords rang again.

Mo Ying waved the spirit sword in mid-air, and in an instant, hundreds of millions of sword shadows appeared, and in an instant they merged into an extraordinary sword, smashing into the monument of strength.

[No. 34992321: Mo Ying-Shenzhou Misty Sect]

"No way?"

"Sister Mo Ying's ranking is actually higher than the second brother?"

"This is not surprising, Senior Sister Mo Ying has always been recognized by our Misty Sect as the strongest true disciple, and she is the four-tier of the Shattering Void Realm!"

"Ah!"

"If you don't tell me, I forgot."

The disciples were shocked again, and there were a lot of discussions.

Ye Feng looked at the whole process and nodded in satisfaction.

"Before the rain from heaven and earth came, Mo Ying was already at the peak of the second layer of Void Breaking. It is expected that the heaven and earth rain from the heaven and earth, relying on this Saint-level spiritual vein level, successfully broke through the two realms."

Ye Feng whispered.

At this time, Long Tianxing, Jia Yulan, Shi Lei, Ji Ziling, Yan Ruyu, Qiao Jiaxi and others all fell on the ground.

They shot one after another, bombarding the power **** monument.

Although they are only the first time in the realm of breaking the void, their combat power is very high, and all of them are on the list, ranking around 90 million.

In addition to the elders of the Eighteen Ancient Clan, and the spirit beasts such as Brother Pingtou, hundreds of people from the Misty Sect have been on the list of power gods and attracted the attention of all walks of life.

"You said, how strong is the leader now?"

"He pressed the two heavenly sages, surely he could be in the top one thousand, right?"

"This is hard to say!"

"Why?"

"In the last battle, the reason why the leader repelled the combination of the Queen of Heaven and the Saint Ruxiu was because they relied on the help of the Thunder Temple to fight alone, and I don't know if they can beat the Saint."

The disciples whispered.

The top of the misty peak.

Ye Feng heard the voices of everyone, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Huh!

He tore through the void and appeared in front of the power monument, which attracted the attention of the audience.

"Ten Thousand World Fist!"

Ye Feng roared and raised his fist to stimulate the power **** pattern in his body, greatly enhancing his personal strength, and exerting his physical strength to the extreme.

Boom!

Even though he didn't use "Tianzun" to increase his combat power, Ye Feng's fist was still wrapped in power comparable to a great world, and he bombarded the surface of the power monument.

An extremely terrifying storm was set off in an instant.

The disciples felt a sense of doom.

Fortunately, the power monument can perfectly absorb power, and the storm quickly fell silent without hurting anyone.

[1000th place: Ye Feng-Shenzhou Misty Sect]

The top ranking pops up in time.

When everyone saw this ranking, they were all dumbfounded.

To this day, they already know the echelon ranked by the Power God Monument, about a thousand, that's the Heavenly Sage level!

Ye Feng ranked the thousandth.

what does this mean?

In terms of combat power, he is comparable to the Heavenly Sage!

"good!"

Ye Feng retracted his fist and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Relying on pure power alone to reach the level of Heavenly Sage, although it is not an opponent of Heavenly Sage, it is already very strong.

"If I use "Tian Zun" for a fivefold increase, and then use the power domain and the heaven and earth domain to add my body, even if I don't rely on the home court advantage, I can go head-to-head with Heavenly Sage."

Ye Feng whispered.

It is impossible for him to stay in the mainland of China all the time.

Once back to the Three Thousand Realm, it is bound to face the heavenly sacred realms alone, such as the leader of the Starry Sky Poaching Alliance, the golden robe Heavenly Sage, and the guardian of the Ten Fang Shengzong Jin Ruozhi.

"With my current strength, it's enough."

Ye Feng rose into the sky and disappeared in the depths of the white clouds at the top of the Misty Peak in the shock of everyone's eyes.

"Oh my God!"

"It seems that the headmaster didn't use magical powers, so he just hit it with a single punch, right?"

"He obviously used "Ten Thousand World Fist"."

"Even so, the leader's combat power has reached the level of Heavenly Sage, really powerful!"

When Ye Feng left, all the disciples immediately started a heated discussion around the power monument.

"The head is so strong!"

Gong Qingqiu clasped his fingers and bit his red lips lightly, "It seems that I have to work harder too."

Qingshan Jianzu and others did not dare to have any more pride.

"The disciples are very fighting spirit, not bad!"

Liu Feng and Jiu Kuang looked at the disciples with high spirits, stroked their long beards, and smiled with joy.

Soon, the news spread all over China.

"Ye Zhangmen ranks the thousandth."

"The power of the heavenly sage is as terrifying as it is!"

Countless practitioners sighed, hung up a portrait of Ye Feng in the room, worshipping day and night.

...

Zhongzhou, Geshishengzong.

"Ye Feng's combat power has reached the level of Heavenly Sage."

"too strong."

The disciples of the Great Sage Sect were amazed.

Even if Ye Feng was 1,003 before, but everyone saw that his combat power was just like that, and he was not an opponent of Heavenly Sage.

But now it's different.

He entered a thousand!

This is the real power of heavenly sacred warfare!

High in the sky.

The great elder of Sage Sect of the Great World saw Ye Feng's ranking, his mouth twitched, and he walked away.

In the past, he had always looked down on Ye Feng, thinking that the other party was a pseudo-Tiandao, which was not worth mentioning.

But who knows, the clown is actually himself!

Tianzhou, Swallowing Devil Sect.

"This **** Ye Feng, he is not only alive, but his strength has improved, reaching the level of Heavenly Sage."

Jinpao Tianshengang shot the desktop.

After Ye Feng's face emerged in his mind, he found that the pressure on the other side was increasing.

"We must do our best to find Shenzhou!"

Jinpao Tiansheng hurriedly sent countless powerful men into the world to search for the whereabouts of Shenzhou and Ye Feng.

Tianzhou, Holy Spirit Sect.

"Ye Feng is in the top 1,000!" Shengzi Lin Kun was surprised, his face full of respect.

"He is still alive!" The saint Ning Yu was overjoyed.

Compared to Ye Feng's strength, she paid more attention to Ye Feng's life and death. Knowing that the other party was still alive, Ning Yu felt as sweet as eating honey.

"This nympho!"

Looking at Ning Yu who clasped his hands and ten fingers under his chin, Lin Kun reluctantly shook his head.

...

Shenzhou, illusory.

Ye Feng stood in the Zongmen Square, looking at the disciples who were festooned with lights around, with a smile on his face.

"Good boss!"

"Head, well-being on New Year's Eve!"

When the disciples saw Ye Feng, they stopped their work and saluted him.

"Well, keep working hard."

Ye Feng patted the disciples on the shoulders to show encouragement.

"It's New Year's Eve again. After tonight, we can continue to recruit new disciples tomorrow."

Ye Feng walked to a no-man's place and couldn't help laughing.

He has been looking forward to this day for a long time.