Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal

Sect Master Can’t Be Mortal Chapter 1077

2021-11-18

99th year of Chapter 1077 Assessment

"Come in!" Ye Feng said.

"Okay!" The woman pushed open the false door and walked into the yard with the child.

"It's all here, just pick one, ten cents and one peach talisman." Ye Feng put a box of peach talismans on the table, letting the mother and son choose.

"Thank you, Boss Ye!" The woman hurriedly chose.

The little child on the side glanced at the vacant rattan chair and found a wooden sculpture on it. He reached out to touch it, but found that his hand went directly through the wooden sculpture, as if he had touched the air.

"Aiya?"

The little child tried several times, but still couldn't touch the wood carving, so he rubbed his eyes with his hands, and made a surprised sound in his mouth.

"Xiaofeng, don't make trouble!"

The woman quickly grabbed the child.

"Mother, I want this!" The little child pointed to the wooden sculpture on the rattan chair.

"This is a wood carving, not a thing, don't talk nonsense!" The woman quickly pulled the little child.

"This is not a wood carving, it's my wife." Ye Feng said calmly, and took the carving knife, ready to continue carving.

The woman immediately said with a smile: "Boss Ye is really joking, how could this wood carving be your wife?"

Ye Feng did not continue to defend.

"Boss Ye, your wife looks so good! Can you sell it to me?" The little children's words carry no harm and dare to say anything.

"Xiaofeng, you're looking for a beating!" The woman stared at him, pressed the little child to the ground, took off her pants, picked up the bamboo stick, and hit him on the buttocks.

"Ouch!"

The little child burst into tears.

"Boss Ye, I'm my godson, I'm really sorry." The woman quickly paid the money, picked up the peach talisman, and left with the little child in her arms, for fear that Ye Feng would be blamed.

For this farce, Ye Feng calm and collected.

Similar things have happened to him many times.

 …

Time flies.

Ye Feng has come to this world for sixty years.

This day, many mountain ranges shake.

Many spirit veins appeared, and the strong Spiritual Qi erupted outwards, and more and more cultivators were born.

"Oh my God, what's going on?"

Someone exclaimed.

In the center of Mortal City, there is a strong burst of brilliance, shaking the whole city and attracting Ye Feng's attention.

"She broke through." Ye Feng said calmly.

The smell is familiar.

That's Su Ling.

This girl is talented and has broken through one small realm. With her current strength, she is enough to kill a single-horned python.

“Is Spiritual Qi erupting?”

Ye Feng can feel the more intense Spiritual Qi all around.

Now Heaven and Earth is more suitable for cultivation.

But, it has nothing to do with him.

He picked up the bamboo and carved on it with a carving knife. He put what he had learned into full play, making it contain great power, and in this way cultivated "The Hand of Myriad Transformations".

3 months later.

Su Ling is here again, but not alone.

Besides her, there are digital cultivators, all of whom have good strength, and can match the new Spirit Sea realm mention on equal terms.

"Senior Ye, I'm here again."

Su Ling addressed Ye Feng differently, with the respect that Junior had when he met Junior," These are my friends, and they are the cultivation powerhouses of Fourth Realm."

Fourth Realm?

Ye Feng raised his head.

In the Divine Province continent, the cultivation is divided into Qi Viewing, Qi Refinement, Gathering Essence, Spirit Sea, Divine Essence, Voidbreak and other realm.

In this world, the cultivation has just started several decades, and there is no clear name. The cultivation realm is divided into First Realm, Second Realm and so on.

The Fourth Realm here is the Spirit Sea.

But that's about it.

They both can't beat rhubarb.

“Come to buy something?” Ye Feng asked.

"Your paintings are very useful. I introduced these friends to buy them. The price is not a problem." Su Ling took out the Spirit Stone bag and put it on the table, which contained many Spirit Stones.

"Choose whatever you want!" Ye Feng waved his hand.

Su Lingyi was overjoyed, looked towards these cultivators, and said: "Everyone can only choose one painting, you must choose well, it can greatly increase your strength."

"Hmmmm."

The cultivators immediately picked them up in the small courtyard.

"This painting is not bad!"

A young man dressed in white robed looked at an ink painting titled "The Lonely Boat Rides the River", and he could feel that he had great feelings for himself. A helpful mood.

"That's good."

"I've chosen it too."

Two more cultivators selected the names "Kingfisher" and "Single" The picture scroll of Riding the World", I happily accepted it.

Only a red dressed woman with phoenix eyes looked at the all around pictures with disdain, thinking that they were all too ordinary, so I didn't choose.

"Zhao Yan, why didn't you choose?"

Su Ling looked towards red dressed woman with a curious expression.

Ye Feng's paintings are of Top Grade, any one contains a different artistic conception. If Ye Feng said that a person can only choose one painting, she would definitely buy them all.

"Oh, there is no suitable one." Zhao Yan shook her head.

"Okay!" Su Ling was helpless.

In half a quarter of an hour.

"Senior Ye, I'm so disturbed today, farewell!"

Su Lingchao Ye Feng cupped the hands, and took Zhao Yan's entire group out of the courtyard.

Ye Feng did not put away the Spirit Stone on the table, but continued to carve, immersed in his own world.

half a day later.

Someone pushed open the courtyard door and walked in. It was Zhao Yan who was brought by Su Ling today.

"Just a swindler! Although I don't know how you deceived Su Ling and several other Fellow Daoists, but you can't deceive me, these things are just some mundane garbage!"

Zhao Yan stood in front of Ye Feng and sneered.

She has Divine Consciousness. She looks left and right, but she can't see anything special about Ye Feng and the surrounding calligraphy, paintings and handicrafts. She thinks Ye Feng just looks impressive but is worthless.

"Those who have no predestined relationship will naturally not understand."

Ye Feng just said casually.

"Swindler's usual lines are ridiculous!" Zhao Yan stood in front of the table, picked up the Spirit Stone bag on the table, and saw the wood carving sitting on the vacant rattan chair, her eyes flashed coldly.

"You can't even sculpt the facial features, it's too bad!"

Zhao Yan extended the hand, and was about to pick up Yu Jie's wood carving, but as her hand touched When I touched the wood carving, I suddenly felt like I was being pricked by a needle.

This pain goes straight to the soul!

Beep, beep!

Zhao Yan kept going backwards, looking at her hands full of needles, she couldn't help screaming.

Puff!

She sat on the ground, took out the copper mirror, and could see that her face was rapidly aging, and soon she changed from a beautiful person to an Old Lady with long gray hair.

Even the teeth are starting to fall out.

"no!"

Zhao Yan immediately knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing for mercy.

"Senior Ye, I have eyes but fail to recognise Mount Tai, please forgive me!"

No matter how stupid Zhao Yan is, Know Ye Feng's terrifying.

The means to make her age instantly has surpassed her comprehension, and I am afraid it is enough to suppress the entire world at will.

"You touched something you shouldn't touch."

Ye Feng indifferently said.

This is his first anger since he joined the WTO in seclusion.

Bang!

Zhao Yan's body cracked, burst into ashes, fell to the ground, and was swept into the garbage by the old monk from outside the yard.

No one knows that a Fourth Realm's powerhouse died casually in Ye Feng's small courtyard.

In the days ahead, everything will be business as usual.

Everyone seems to have forgotten about Zhao Yan, neither looking for her, nor missing her, nor doubting Ye Feng.

This world seems like there has never been someone like Zhao Yan.

It's been another ten years.

A new round of Spiritual Qi eruptions has emerged.

This world's Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi is becoming more and more intense, more and more Fourth Realm's cultivation powerhouses appear, and even, some people are attacking the legendary Fifth Stage, but all ended in failure.

From now on, Spiritual Qi erupts every ten years, driving the rapid development of the entire world's cultivation world.

Ye Feng ignores foreign affairs and continues to become ordinary.

Su Ling's visits are gradually decreasing.

At first, she came every few months, but later, it became only once every few years.

Ye Feng doesn't care about this.

As this world becomes more suitable for cultivation, more and more Great Demons appear and do evil everywhere.

As Sword Immortal, Su Ling naturally wants to get rid of demons.

Sometimes, she doesn't even go back to Mortal City for several years, and she sees her family less often.

"Lord Ye, I seem to be stuck."

The big yellow dog grows more and more burly, like is a dog emperor, followed by tens of thousands of local dogs, and built A dynasty made up of countless dogs.

However, the strength of rhubarb can no longer be improved.

"It's the laws of this world that limit you, but I have a solution, just wait!"

Ye Feng said.

Rhubarb was stuck in Fourth Realm's Peak and could never enter Fifth Stage, and Su Ling was the same.

The entire world is restricted.

Except Ye Feng.

Time, soon to the 99th year.

(end of this chapter)