Miss Two

In situ.

The first guard was by now covering his throat, trembling and almost pissing himself in fear.

How close he had come to death in that - moment just now.

Beside him, his companion spoke in an emotional tone and sighed: ''Our Ye clan really has a lot of talents, even a young man who feeds the horses is better than us .... "

And at this time, in the clan ancestral hall.

One by one, the spiritual tablets of the Ye Clan's predecessors were placed on a high vermillion sandalwood shelf.

The surrounding pillars were lit with a single candle, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

Ye Feng stepped in and did not look at the spirit tablets, but simply walked towards the inner courtyard of the main hall.

The inner courtyard had a huge martial arts arena, and at the edge of the arena, a table was placed.

Ye Feng walked up to the table, looked at the old man who was sleeping on the table, and knocked on the table a few times.

"Who is it, it's so early, the old man didn't even have a chance to take a nap if I wanted to. "

The old man grumbled on his lips and opened his eyes with some complaint.

But the moment he saw Ye Feng,the old man suddenly stood up and faced Ye Feng straight on, seemingly finding something with great surprise.

The old man stretched out his hand and began to feel around Ye Feng's body, pressing here, pinching there, and muttering under his breath, "Impossible, this is impossible,... "

Ye Feng eyes odd, hurriedly back a few steps, to the old man said : "senior, certified true martial realm cultivation, do you still need to feel the bones? "

"Eh? Haha, not really, old man I'm just curious, your kid has a special aura and a great body, great. "

The old man in rough linen clothes had old eyes staring at Ye Feng, looking up and down, and his mouth made a "tsk tsk" sound, making Ye Feng's heart a little hairy.

"Is it an old man with some weird fetish? "

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and immediately released his cultivation aura of the First Sky of the True Martial Realm, obtained the identity token of an official member of the Ye Clan, and directly ran out of the ancestral hall.

The old man in coarse linen looked at Ye Feng slipping away so quickly, while he smiled faintly, a brilliant light bloomed out of his pale pupils, his tone surprisingly carried a hint of exclamation, murmuring, "Are you finally starting to awaken, great..."

...

Ye Feng hurriedly ran out from the ancestral hall.

"Brother wait a minute!"

The guard who had almost pissed himself in fear earlier walked . up and curtly put a shining spirit stone into Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng cupped the hard spirit stone in his hand, his eyes puzzled, and said, "What does this mean?"

This guard hemmed and hawed and said, "What was that just now, it was my eyes that did not know the mountain and offended you, brother, this medium grade spirit stone, worth one hundred lower grade ordinary spirit stones, is my filial piety to your old man. "

Don't want it for nothing.

Ye Feng put the shining medium grade spirit stone into his arms and walked towards the distance.

"Brother, I'll treat you to dinner some day."

The guard shouted at Ye Feng.

"No need. "

Ye Feng waved his hand and in the blink of an eye had disappeared into the complex of the Ye Clan's residence.

...

Half an hour later.

In the dilapidated hut in the edge area of the Ye Clan's residence.

Ye Feng was sitting cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed, the medium-grade spirit stone in his hand had already been drained of its spiritual energy.

The golden true qi in his body had grown considerably.

However, it was still far from reaching the level of True Martial Realm Second Sky.

Ye Feng opened his eyes, and a faint golden light flashed through his pupils.

"The path of cultivation is too costly."

Ye Feng couldn't help a bitter smile from crossing the corner of his mouth as he looked at the powder that had been turned into powder after the spirit stones in his hand had been sucked dry.

Although the Creation Divine Skill had allowed himself to progress rapidly, with a strong true qi and a strong physique, every time he cultivated, it was a huge expense.

The spiritual qi contained in a medium-grade spirit stone was enough for an ordinary True Martial Realm martial artist to suck it up for most of a month.

However, Ye Feng found that he had sucked up the entire medium-grade spirit stone in just half an hour.

"For the time being, I don't know how I can make that golden divine pellet in my head, take the initiative to release spiritual qi and transition to me. "

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.

He felt that this golden divine pellet must be hiding a big secret, he just didn't have the ability to open it for the time being.

After all, it was something that his father, Emperor Ye Qingdi, a supreme divine emperor with heavenly cultivation, had risked his life to bring out from the "Above the Dome", the number one forbidden zone of life in the Spirit World.

Ye Feng still vaguely remembered the words his father whispered in his ear when he looked at him solemnly: "This divine pill is enough for you, Feng'er, to live as long as the sun and the moon and as long as heaven and earth. "

To live with the sun and the moon!

To be born with heaven and earth!

What a shock!

Even the Supreme God Emperor could not live with the sun and the moon, or with heaven and earth, right?

When Ye Feng thought about it, the previous time this golden divine pill released pure spiritual energy was at the critical moment when he broke through to the first heaven of the True Martial Realm.

"Could it be that only at the most critical juncture of my breakthrough would this golden divine pellet release pure spiritual energy to help me break through in one go? "

Ye Feng secretly pondered and guessed.

If that was really the case, then it seemed that he couldn't rely on that golden divine pill in his mind for all of his cultivation.

Ye Feng closed his eyes again and began to run the Creation Divine Skill, continuously circulating Qi and blood in his body.

As he ran through one large circumference, the golden true qi reached all his limbs and bones, his flesh and blood.

All Ye Feng wanted to do now was to break through the realm quickly and let the Creation God Skill step into the First Heaven.

"The Creation God Skill is very miraculous, and the person who cultivates it must have a direct bloodline from the royal family of the Creation God Dynasty. "

"But I was reborn in this life as a brand new body, the adopted son of the Ye Clan, so why am I able to cultivate the Creation God Skill?"

"Strange, strange ... "

Ye Feng couldn't help but murmur at this point.

But not being able to figure it out, he didn't want to think about it that much.

Now grasping to improve cultivation strength was what needed to be considered the most.

"Father once told me that with the evolution of the Creation Divine Skill, for every breakthrough in the Creation Divine Skill, the person who cultivates it will be able to awaken a very terrifying and special companion talent."

Wind was curious as to what the first companion talent that he would awaken when he cultivated the Creation God Skill and stepped into the first Heaven would be?

He still remembered that the companion talent his father, Emperor Ye Qing, had awakened on the -th Heaven of Creation divine Skill was a very powerful divine sword, called the Heavenly Tribulation Sword.

Ye Feng had seen with his own eyes that his father, Emperor Ye Qing, had used that sword to slay a ten-thousand-foot majestic ancient true dragon!

And just as Ye Feng was staying silently in his hut to cultivate.

In the central location of the Ye Clan's residence, a huge inner garden.

On the green grass, Chen Jiu knelt down on the ground in terror and kowtowed to a young girl in front of him, "Second Miss, I know I'm wrong! I shouldn't have hidden Li Si from you and buried him! Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

Chen Jiu eventually failed to hide the truth and was informed by Second Miss Ye Ziling.

At this moment, the young girl standing in front of Chen Jiu was wearing a long pink dress, with long waterfall-like ink-black hair, draped over her snow-white fragrant shoulders, and a red jewel dotted on her forehead, looking with a natural nobility.

This young girl was the Second Miss of the Ye Clan, Ye Ziling.