The city's doctor and martial artist
Chapter 700 Returning to the Forbidden Land of the Witch Clan
Chapter 700 Returning to the Forbidden Land of the Witch Clan
In the southwest region, Ye Fei and Ling Yanji, after leaving the Tang family, walked all the way towards the southern border mountains.
The saints of southern Xinjiang, since the last time he borrowed the eye of Lingquan and stepped into the innate realm, he has never been here again.
"Where are we going?" In mid-air, Ling Yanji couldn't help asking at this moment.
Ye Fei said before that it would take two days, but he didn't tell her exactly where to go. Originally, Ling Yanji thought that the person in front of her was here for the affairs of the Southwest Tang family.
After solving the matter of Feihongmen, Ye Fei should stay in the Tang family for retreat, but leaving directly at this moment made Ling Yanji a little puzzled for a while.
"Southern Xinjiang Mountains, you must have noticed the injuries on my body. If you want to recover as soon as possible, you can only rely on the eyes of the spiritual spring of the Holy Tribe." Ye Fei did not hide it at this time, and responded directly.
His body has not reached its peak state, so it is naturally impossible to go to the headquarters of the Tongji Society with Ling Yanji.
"You mean, the witch tribe in the Southern Border Mountains?" Ling Yanji couldn't help but frowned slightly at this time, and the expression on her face obviously changed slightly.
This subtle expression change did not escape Ye Fei's spiritual sense.
Ye Fei paused and stood upright in mid-air. At the same time, he slowly turned his head and took a deep look at the person in front of him.
"Yes, based on the news of your Freemasons Association, it's impossible not to know about the Eye of the Lingquan hidden in the Southern Border Mountains." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Ling Yanji and said in a low voice.
After hearing the words, Ling Yanji was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly to Ye Fei and said, "Well, there is indeed a spiritual spring in the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, let's go."
Seeing this scene, Ye Fei didn't ask any more questions, and walked forward again.
The speed of the two walking through the air was very fast, and in about half a quarter of the past, the edge jungle of the Southern Border Mountains had already appeared in their line of sight.
After entering the mountain range, the expression on Ling Yanji's face obviously became more dignified.
The figures of the two were moving forward rapidly in the mountains and jungles, and the holy tribe was getting closer and closer, but at this moment, Ling Yanji suddenly stopped her figure and stood on the branch of an ancient tree.
"Lord Ye, the Southern Border Saints, the servants can't enter, so I'll just stay here and wait for you." Ling Yanji said softly as Ye Fei looked forward with her usual expression.
Ye Fei paused, with a strange look on his face, and turned to look at the person behind him.
"Can't step in? Why would you, a powerful Nascent Soul Realm, be afraid of a small primitive tribe?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice with a look of doubt on his face.
Just now he felt that something was wrong, but now with Ling Yanji's words, Ye Fei can be sure that this woman is obviously afraid of something.
Although the strength of the Saint Clan in Southern Xinjiang is not weak, it is only within the Martial Arts Family. For the Yinmen of Huaxia, it is really not worth mentioning. The strongest person in the Saint Clan is only in the Foundation Establishment Realm .
"Lord Ye doesn't know that the Saint Clan in Southern Border has always been a forbidden area in the martial arts world."
"Let's not talk about slaves, even if the Kunlun Snow Region envoys come here, I'm afraid they will be terrified. Otherwise, the eye of the holy spring of the holy tribe would not be preserved to this day." Ye Fei spoke directly.
This matter is not a secret in Huaxia's hidden sect, even if she doesn't tell it, Ye Fei can find out if he inquires a little.
"You mean..."
"The ancestor of the witch clan, Wu Song?" A light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he could be said to have reacted instantly.
Just like what Ling Yanji said, if it was a tribe of holy ancestors, there would be no means to rely on, and the eye of the Lingquan would have been taken away by the hidden door long ago.
Ye Fei had indeed ignored this point before.
When he left the Holy Ancestor Tribe, Wu Song's remnant spirit gave him a blow. Ye Fei didn't know much about the power of that blow. Looking back now, this Wu Song's ancestor was in full bloom. The strength of the period is probably above the level of the gods.
Hearing this, Ling Yanji nodded and said softly: "According to the information held by the Tongji Association, the tribe of the Holy Tribe is immortal, and the remnant spirit of Wu Song will live forever. You are not the first family martial artist who has obtained the power of this person's blow. "
Regarding Ye Fei, the Tongji Society obviously conducted a special investigation. Except for the inheritance of medical saints, almost nothing that happened after Ye Fei stepped into the martial arts world could escape the eyes of this organization.
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Fei was startled for a moment, and the expression on his face became serious.
"Those who have obtained the power of Wu Song's blow, how are they doing now?" Ye Fei pondered for a moment, then asked again.
Ling Yanji smiled slightly and said: "All of them are famous in the martial arts world. It is rumored that Fu Cangtian, the number one powerhouse in China, once obtained the power of Wu Song's blow. A great fortune."
How strong Wu Song's blow is, even if Ye Fei has stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, it is still difficult for Ye Fei to make an accurate judgment.
When he beheaded the patriarch of the Wang family back then, he sacrificed that kind of power, which was almost a one-hit kill.
"Master Ye, no matter how many things there are, I don't know much about it."
"I will wait here for two days, and I hope you can keep your promise. The chairman is sincerely inviting you this time." Ling Yanji had already decided not to move forward, and at the same time bowed to Ye Fei personally.
In the Southern Xinjiang Mountain Range, Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely felt that this matter seemed not that simple.
Since Ling Yanji didn't want to go, he naturally wouldn't force her. After she nodded slightly, her figure disappeared into the jungle with an afterimage.
As Ye Fei continued to move forward, the chill in the surrounding air became noticeably stronger, and the Holy Tribe was approaching.
"Recover the spiritual power in the body first." Ye Fei murmured, and the speed increased a lot.
In the depths of the southern border mountains, in a bush, a figure suddenly flashed at this moment. This place is already on the edge of the holy tribe, and the tribe's construction in front of it can be seen at the same time.
Ye Fei's figure stopped, and when he slowly raised his head, a strange imprint of Tengtu on the center of his brow suddenly became flickering.
This imprint has always been hidden between Ye Fei's brows, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Now that he was approaching the Holy Tribe, it seemed to be activated instantly, and a wordless force swept out from the imprint.
"After the power of Wu Song's blow was consumed by me before, I thought the Tengtu imprint had disappeared." Ye Fei felt the change in the center of his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but think inwardly.
Just as he was thinking, a shadow suddenly flickered not far ahead, and soon appeared in front of Ye Fei.
"Heisha, pay homage to Master Shengzi!" This was a thin black-robed man whose strength was only at the Foundation Establishment level. His eyes were full of respect at this moment, and he half-kneeled in front of Ye Fei.
Ye Fei looked calm, and after glancing at the person in front of him, he nodded slightly.
The Holy Tribe, since he came here last time and beheaded many strong men, it seems that the only one in front of him is the strongest now.
"During my absence, how is everything going for the saints?" Ye Fei glanced at the person in front of him and asked in a low voice.
When Heisha heard the words, he quickly responded, "Holy Son, don't worry, everything in the family is fine."
The southern border mountain range was rarely intruded into by people. As Ye Fei's status in the martial arts world continued to rise, and there were people from the Tang family sitting in the southwest, few people from the martial arts family dared to step into this place again.
And Huaxia Yinmen seems to have forgotten this place long ago, and no one will break into it easily.
"I'm here today, I'm going to visit the forbidden area of the holy race." Ye Fei said directly after looking away.
"Master Shengzi, please." Heisha didn't dare to neglect, and quickly raised his hand to greet him.
In the holy tribe in front, those holy tribesmen felt the arrival of the holy son almost at the same moment, and they all walked out of the tribal building, and all half knelt beside the tribal altar.
"People of the holy clan, pay homage to our holy son!" Everyone in the clan said in unison, with extremely devout expressions on their faces.
At this time, Ye Fei and Heisha had already entered the tribe. After he glanced at the people in front of him, he immediately raised his hand and waved a wave of spiritual power, dragging everyone away.
At this time, Heisha, like a loyal servant, has been following behind Ye Fei.
The familiar altar in front of him has already fallen into a long sleep, and he can't feel the slightest breath fluctuation on it.
After Ye Fei entered the tribe, he sized up the altar, and then he was too lazy to think too much, instead of staying too long, he went directly to the forbidden area of the tribe.
Passing through the tribal hall, Heisha could not continue to follow because of his status, and chose to wait outside the forbidden area.
……
Not far in front of the forbidden area of the saint clan, a black wind barrier soon appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes. Inside this barrier was the location of the forbidden space.
"With my current strength, I don't need to rely on the wind-fixing bead to pass through this black wind barrier." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, spiritual power surged all over his body, and his aura immediately condensed.
His Fixed Wind Orb was already disabled, and Ye Fei had no time to repair it. Although this treasure is not bad, it is a bit useless in the face of the real strong in the martial arts world, and it is far inferior to his immortal ice sword.
Without too much hesitation, Ye Fei's figure flickered, and he rushed into the black wind barrier.
This forbidden area of the holy race is actually the same as the Xumi space of the Ye family. Behind the black wind barrier, there is another space where the concentration of aura in the air is several times stronger than that of the outside world.
"The eye of Lingquan is at the end of the mountain here..."
"If you want to recover from your injuries as soon as possible, it's better to enter and take out the bottom of the abyss cliff." Ye Fei was in midair, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
His figure flickered immediately, and the next moment he appeared in front of a cliff.
It used to be here, he had been tricked by the young master of the Han family, and finally fell to the bottom of the cliff, but it was a blessing in disguise, and with the help of the power of spiritual eyes, he stepped into the innate realm.
(End of this chapter)
In the southwest region, Ye Fei and Ling Yanji, after leaving the Tang family, walked all the way towards the southern border mountains.
The saints of southern Xinjiang, since the last time he borrowed the eye of Lingquan and stepped into the innate realm, he has never been here again.
"Where are we going?" In mid-air, Ling Yanji couldn't help asking at this moment.
Ye Fei said before that it would take two days, but he didn't tell her exactly where to go. Originally, Ling Yanji thought that the person in front of her was here for the affairs of the Southwest Tang family.
After solving the matter of Feihongmen, Ye Fei should stay in the Tang family for retreat, but leaving directly at this moment made Ling Yanji a little puzzled for a while.
"Southern Xinjiang Mountains, you must have noticed the injuries on my body. If you want to recover as soon as possible, you can only rely on the eyes of the spiritual spring of the Holy Tribe." Ye Fei did not hide it at this time, and responded directly.
His body has not reached its peak state, so it is naturally impossible to go to the headquarters of the Tongji Society with Ling Yanji.
"You mean, the witch tribe in the Southern Border Mountains?" Ling Yanji couldn't help but frowned slightly at this time, and the expression on her face obviously changed slightly.
This subtle expression change did not escape Ye Fei's spiritual sense.
Ye Fei paused and stood upright in mid-air. At the same time, he slowly turned his head and took a deep look at the person in front of him.
"Yes, based on the news of your Freemasons Association, it's impossible not to know about the Eye of the Lingquan hidden in the Southern Border Mountains." Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Ling Yanji and said in a low voice.
After hearing the words, Ling Yanji was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly to Ye Fei and said, "Well, there is indeed a spiritual spring in the Holy Land of the Wu Clan, let's go."
Seeing this scene, Ye Fei didn't ask any more questions, and walked forward again.
The speed of the two walking through the air was very fast, and in about half a quarter of the past, the edge jungle of the Southern Border Mountains had already appeared in their line of sight.
After entering the mountain range, the expression on Ling Yanji's face obviously became more dignified.
The figures of the two were moving forward rapidly in the mountains and jungles, and the holy tribe was getting closer and closer, but at this moment, Ling Yanji suddenly stopped her figure and stood on the branch of an ancient tree.
"Lord Ye, the Southern Border Saints, the servants can't enter, so I'll just stay here and wait for you." Ling Yanji said softly as Ye Fei looked forward with her usual expression.
Ye Fei paused, with a strange look on his face, and turned to look at the person behind him.
"Can't step in? Why would you, a powerful Nascent Soul Realm, be afraid of a small primitive tribe?" Ye Fei asked in a low voice with a look of doubt on his face.
Just now he felt that something was wrong, but now with Ling Yanji's words, Ye Fei can be sure that this woman is obviously afraid of something.
Although the strength of the Saint Clan in Southern Xinjiang is not weak, it is only within the Martial Arts Family. For the Yinmen of Huaxia, it is really not worth mentioning. The strongest person in the Saint Clan is only in the Foundation Establishment Realm .
"Lord Ye doesn't know that the Saint Clan in Southern Border has always been a forbidden area in the martial arts world."
"Let's not talk about slaves, even if the Kunlun Snow Region envoys come here, I'm afraid they will be terrified. Otherwise, the eye of the holy spring of the holy tribe would not be preserved to this day." Ye Fei spoke directly.
This matter is not a secret in Huaxia's hidden sect, even if she doesn't tell it, Ye Fei can find out if he inquires a little.
"You mean..."
"The ancestor of the witch clan, Wu Song?" A light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he could be said to have reacted instantly.
Just like what Ling Yanji said, if it was a tribe of holy ancestors, there would be no means to rely on, and the eye of the Lingquan would have been taken away by the hidden door long ago.
Ye Fei had indeed ignored this point before.
When he left the Holy Ancestor Tribe, Wu Song's remnant spirit gave him a blow. Ye Fei didn't know much about the power of that blow. Looking back now, this Wu Song's ancestor was in full bloom. The strength of the period is probably above the level of the gods.
Hearing this, Ling Yanji nodded and said softly: "According to the information held by the Tongji Association, the tribe of the Holy Tribe is immortal, and the remnant spirit of Wu Song will live forever. You are not the first family martial artist who has obtained the power of this person's blow. "
Regarding Ye Fei, the Tongji Society obviously conducted a special investigation. Except for the inheritance of medical saints, almost nothing that happened after Ye Fei stepped into the martial arts world could escape the eyes of this organization.
As soon as this remark came out, Ye Fei was startled for a moment, and the expression on his face became serious.
"Those who have obtained the power of Wu Song's blow, how are they doing now?" Ye Fei pondered for a moment, then asked again.
Ling Yanji smiled slightly and said: "All of them are famous in the martial arts world. It is rumored that Fu Cangtian, the number one powerhouse in China, once obtained the power of Wu Song's blow. A great fortune."
How strong Wu Song's blow is, even if Ye Fei has stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm, it is still difficult for Ye Fei to make an accurate judgment.
When he beheaded the patriarch of the Wang family back then, he sacrificed that kind of power, which was almost a one-hit kill.
"Master Ye, no matter how many things there are, I don't know much about it."
"I will wait here for two days, and I hope you can keep your promise. The chairman is sincerely inviting you this time." Ling Yanji had already decided not to move forward, and at the same time bowed to Ye Fei personally.
In the Southern Xinjiang Mountain Range, Ye Fei's eyes flickered slightly, and he vaguely felt that this matter seemed not that simple.
Since Ling Yanji didn't want to go, he naturally wouldn't force her. After she nodded slightly, her figure disappeared into the jungle with an afterimage.
As Ye Fei continued to move forward, the chill in the surrounding air became noticeably stronger, and the Holy Tribe was approaching.
"Recover the spiritual power in the body first." Ye Fei murmured, and the speed increased a lot.
In the depths of the southern border mountains, in a bush, a figure suddenly flashed at this moment. This place is already on the edge of the holy tribe, and the tribe's construction in front of it can be seen at the same time.
Ye Fei's figure stopped, and when he slowly raised his head, a strange imprint of Tengtu on the center of his brow suddenly became flickering.
This imprint has always been hidden between Ye Fei's brows, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep. Now that he was approaching the Holy Tribe, it seemed to be activated instantly, and a wordless force swept out from the imprint.
"After the power of Wu Song's blow was consumed by me before, I thought the Tengtu imprint had disappeared." Ye Fei felt the change in the center of his eyebrows, and he couldn't help but think inwardly.
Just as he was thinking, a shadow suddenly flickered not far ahead, and soon appeared in front of Ye Fei.
"Heisha, pay homage to Master Shengzi!" This was a thin black-robed man whose strength was only at the Foundation Establishment level. His eyes were full of respect at this moment, and he half-kneeled in front of Ye Fei.
Ye Fei looked calm, and after glancing at the person in front of him, he nodded slightly.
The Holy Tribe, since he came here last time and beheaded many strong men, it seems that the only one in front of him is the strongest now.
"During my absence, how is everything going for the saints?" Ye Fei glanced at the person in front of him and asked in a low voice.
When Heisha heard the words, he quickly responded, "Holy Son, don't worry, everything in the family is fine."
The southern border mountain range was rarely intruded into by people. As Ye Fei's status in the martial arts world continued to rise, and there were people from the Tang family sitting in the southwest, few people from the martial arts family dared to step into this place again.
And Huaxia Yinmen seems to have forgotten this place long ago, and no one will break into it easily.
"I'm here today, I'm going to visit the forbidden area of the holy race." Ye Fei said directly after looking away.
"Master Shengzi, please." Heisha didn't dare to neglect, and quickly raised his hand to greet him.
In the holy tribe in front, those holy tribesmen felt the arrival of the holy son almost at the same moment, and they all walked out of the tribal building, and all half knelt beside the tribal altar.
"People of the holy clan, pay homage to our holy son!" Everyone in the clan said in unison, with extremely devout expressions on their faces.
At this time, Ye Fei and Heisha had already entered the tribe. After he glanced at the people in front of him, he immediately raised his hand and waved a wave of spiritual power, dragging everyone away.
At this time, Heisha, like a loyal servant, has been following behind Ye Fei.
The familiar altar in front of him has already fallen into a long sleep, and he can't feel the slightest breath fluctuation on it.
After Ye Fei entered the tribe, he sized up the altar, and then he was too lazy to think too much, instead of staying too long, he went directly to the forbidden area of the tribe.
Passing through the tribal hall, Heisha could not continue to follow because of his status, and chose to wait outside the forbidden area.
……
Not far in front of the forbidden area of the saint clan, a black wind barrier soon appeared in front of Ye Fei's eyes. Inside this barrier was the location of the forbidden space.
"With my current strength, I don't need to rely on the wind-fixing bead to pass through this black wind barrier." A gleam flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, spiritual power surged all over his body, and his aura immediately condensed.
His Fixed Wind Orb was already disabled, and Ye Fei had no time to repair it. Although this treasure is not bad, it is a bit useless in the face of the real strong in the martial arts world, and it is far inferior to his immortal ice sword.
Without too much hesitation, Ye Fei's figure flickered, and he rushed into the black wind barrier.
This forbidden area of the holy race is actually the same as the Xumi space of the Ye family. Behind the black wind barrier, there is another space where the concentration of aura in the air is several times stronger than that of the outside world.
"The eye of Lingquan is at the end of the mountain here..."
"If you want to recover from your injuries as soon as possible, it's better to enter and take out the bottom of the abyss cliff." Ye Fei was in midair, with a thoughtful expression on his face.
His figure flickered immediately, and the next moment he appeared in front of a cliff.
It used to be here, he had been tricked by the young master of the Han family, and finally fell to the bottom of the cliff, but it was a blessing in disguise, and with the help of the power of spiritual eyes, he stepped into the innate realm.
(End of this chapter)
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