The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 978
In front of the mansion, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

Not far ahead, apart from Gong Susu and Fan Feng, the other two Nascent Soul powerhouses also exploded with aura, and the power of spiritual consciousness locked Ye Fei firmly.

A big battle is about to break out.

And the final result is undoubtedly obvious, most of these people in front of them cannot escape death.

"Stop, brother Ye calm down, this matter is a misunderstanding." At this moment, an anxious low shout came from the distant sky.

As the voice fell, Yue Xiaohong rushed over and appeared on the stone platform in front of the mansion.

With his appearance, the atmosphere in the air has obviously eased up a lot. Gong Susu and others quickly raised their hands and cupped their fists, and saluted respectfully to the master of the Lingyu Sect.

"I'll wait, I've seen the sect master." The four said in unison.

After finishing speaking, Gong Susu took a step forward and looked up at Yue Xiaohong beside her.

"Master, you haven't returned for many years, I'm afraid you have forgotten the day when the tomb was opened."

"Besides, this person's strength is too weak." The cold and glamorous look on Gong Susu's face still hasn't faded at this moment.

For this sect master, these second-generation disciples here don't seem to have as much respect as they seem to express. In terms of combat power, the difference between them is not that big.

This spiritual control gate, the position of the gate master, will be shuffled every time the spirit tomb is opened.

Compared with other hidden sects, inheriting the position of sect master is completely different. After the second-generation disciples break through the spirit tomb and obtain their own demon spirit, they can challenge the sect master. Once the challenge is successful, a new sect master will be born. .

In addition to Yue Xiaohong, who disappeared for several years before, his influence in Lingyumen is actually not that big.

To change this state, the only way to regain the majesty of the sect master is to wait for the second generation of disciples to pass through the tomb, and Yue Xiaohong defeats him in front of all the disciples of the sect.

"Junior Sister Gong, the matter of the spirit tomb is decided by the ancestors."

"Brother Ye is a distinguished guest of our sect. If you dare to be rude again, don't blame our sect for disregarding fellowship." Yue Xiaohong murmured, his aura also congealed.

The spiritual pressure of his late Nascent Soul swept across the surrounding area.

"Roar..." Indistinctly, an interesting growl came out.

It can be seen that behind Yue Xiaohong, a vague phantom of a strange beast emerged, which could be described as strange.

In front of the stone platform, Gong Susu and the others couldn't help showing fear in their eyes after seeing the phantom.

"Disciple leave." Gong Susu was silent for a moment, then raised her hand and spoke.

After she finished speaking, she glared fiercely at Ye Fei in front of the mansion, then turned and left with a low hum.

The other three hurriedly followed at the same time, obviously they were all headed by Gong Susu.

After the second-generation disciple left, Yue Xiaohong's aura calmed down, and his face showed a look of helplessness at this moment, and he couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

"Brother Ye laughed." Yue Xiaohong pondered for a while, then raised his hand and smiled wryly.

As the head of the sect, he is indeed a bit useless, but there is no way to do it. The ancestors in the Lingyu sect rarely pay attention to the affairs of the sect. He disappeared not long ago, after all, for several years.

If he is not a disciple of the sect and respects the ancestor, I am afraid that no one will respect him as the master of the sect.

"It's okay, what's in your body just now, is that the companion spirit?" Ye Fei smiled lightly, and then asked.

The Yue Xiaohong in front of him must have extremely strong combat power. Although he has not reached the state of supernatural power, he can definitely overcome the younger disciples in the Lingyu Sect.

Ye Fei could clearly perceive this point.

"Well, let's be honest, Brother Ye, what's in the lower body is indeed the Companion Spirit, but it's not born with it, but acquired through cultivation." Yue Xiaohong raised his head to look at Ye Fei, and responded in a low voice.

The accompanying spirit can increase the combat power of a strong Nascent Soul several times.

In Ye Fei's inherited memory, this kind of innate supernatural power is a possessed spirit body evolved due to the mutation of the blood in the body, which awakened a trace of ancient animal veins.

This kind of spirit body is at least at the level of spirit beasts at worst, and its combat power can be imagined.

"The day after tomorrow?"

"But your disciple, the spirit tomb just mentioned." Ye Fei's eyes flashed, and he realized it instantly.

Yue Xiaohong nodded slightly after hearing the words.

Disciples of the Lingyu Sect, as long as their strength reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, after the spirit tomb is opened, they can enter it and find a companion spirit, which will increase their combat power several times.

The opening of the spirit tomb is once in a hundred years.

The generation of disciples of Lingyu Sect is Yue Xiaohong's generation, apart from him, there are very few other generation of disciples who are still alive, and most of them are not in the mountain gate.

"Brother Ye, the ancestor has already left the customs. If you have any questions, you can ask him directly." After pondering for a while, Yue Xiaohong looked at Ye Fei and said in a low voice.

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand to beckon Ye Fei.

In front of the mansion, Ye Fei nodded slightly, and then stopped talking. He really wanted to ask something.

After saying that, the figures of the two flickered, and they quickly left the mountain mansion and walked towards the main peak of Lingyumen.

Not long after, not far ahead, the towering peak was already in sight of Luo Yefei, and under the leadership of Yue Xiaohong, the two fell onto the mountainside platform.

This main peak, the peak is the main hall, and the hinterland of the mountainside is a practice mansion built by rocks.

"Brother Ye, please."

"The ancestor has been waiting for a long time..." Yue Xiaohong raised his hand at this moment and said, he has always been extremely respectful to the people around him.

The disciples of the Lingyu Sect don't know how strong Ye Fei is. As the Sect Master, he knows very well that the horror of the people around him is the existence that can kill the Kunlun Patriarch.

According to the division of seniority in the martial arts world, the head of the Ye family is already a strong man of the same generation as the old man of the Lingyumen.

In front of the two, there is a protruding and extending stone wall, which is twisted into a natural stone platform. On the stone platform, a wooden house can be seen. It looks very ordinary, and it seems a bit out of place with other cultivation residences in Lingyumen.

"Let me take my leave." After the two fell onto the stone platform, Yue Xiaohong immediately raised his hand and spoke.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left.

On the stone platform, Ye Fei didn't say much. He raised his head and looked forward. After a light smile, he walked to the front door.

"Kahoo..." The wooden door opened slowly, making a series of creaking noises, obviously it had existed for many years.

Inside the wooden house, the layout is simple, except for a wooden table, there is almost nothing else, it looks a bit empty, and at the moment beside the wooden table, there is an old ancestor wearing a light-colored robe.

"Please sit down."

"Boy, old man Baiyu Xianpan, should you return it to me?" The old man in front was undoubtedly Hu Jin, the patriarch of Lingyumen.

After seeing Ye Fei, the man turned his head, rolled his eyes and said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Ye Fei raised his hand, a flash of light flashed in his palm, and a white jade compass the size of a palm appeared in his hand.

"Thank you, junior, for the matter of the Dharma King's Palace." Ye Fei immediately stepped forward, and at the same time returned the white jade compass in his hand to the person in front of him.

This jade plate can be described as a treasure, and there is an empty space inside it.

In the space, the power can be condensed and stored inside, and it will not disperse as it gathers. At the same time, it can be sacrificed again at any time, and the power will not be reduced by half.

Not long ago, Ye Fei fought the white dragon and finally broke free from the Beihai Lingsi, relying on the power in this white jade plate. When he saw Hu Jin now, the old man asked for it.

Hu Jin put away the compass at this moment, then raised his head and glanced at Ye Fei.

"You're welcome, we're just asking what we need."

"You promised me that I will owe you a favor after this matter." Hu Jin is not a person who suffers from Yuanying. He dared to offend the Dharma King Hall, so he had already dug a hole and waited for the person in front of him.

"Senior, you can say it bluntly. Ye will never shirk what he can do." Ye Fei said directly without talking nonsense.

Inside the wooden house, beside the small table, Hu Jin immediately smiled when he heard the words.

I saw that I raised my head, looked at Ye Fei meaningfully, and then smiled, "I need you to be the leader of this second-generation disciple's trial, so that they can successfully obtain the companion spirit."

Hearing this, Ye Fei couldn't help laughing lightly. Before coming here, he had already guessed a thing or two.

"can."

"However, Ye wants to know, what is the land of the spirit tomb?" Ye Fei first agreed, then looked at the person in front of him and asked in a low voice.

After he entered the Lingyu Gate, he also checked his spiritual sense, but he didn't seem to find anything special.

A place where companion spirits can be cultivated is definitely a strange place.

"That place is inside the Lingyu Gate, where the ancestors of our sect's founding sect sat down."

"When my Spirit Control Gate was at its most glorious, hundreds of spirit beasts were captured in the gate, and there were even rumored fairy beasts. In the end, due to some reasons, all the spirit beasts died in that space."

"The exercises practiced by the Lingyumen can subdue the residual consciousness of spirit beasts and refine them into companion spirits."

Hu Jin didn't hide anything, and after taking a deep look at Ye Fei, he spoke slowly.

In front of the wooden table, when Ye Fei heard the words, a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"What you mean is that the tomb is a spiritual beast, a place where immortal beasts disappear, why don't you become the guide yourself?" Ye Fei's expression flashed a serious look.

Hundreds of spirit beasts, even rumored fairy beasts, it is definitely a dangerous place.

And how so many spirit beasts died, the person in front of him didn't explain clearly, there are probably many secrets in it.

"This...you don't know something."

"Spirit Yumen, martial artists who have surpassed the Nascent Soul Realm, cannot enter the spirit tomb, and each disciple can only enter once in a lifetime." Hu Jin pondered for a while, looked at Ye Fei and opened his mouth to explain.

But outsiders can enter the tomb under his guidance, and they are not restricted by the rules.

After Ye Fei finished listening, a thoughtful look appeared on his face. After a long silence, the person looking at the front shook his head slightly.

(End of this chapter)