Cloudy sky and mangrove forest

After Ye Feng left the nine-storey pavilion, he went straight back to the Ye Clan.

He was going to pay a visit to the strange old man in sackcloth, so he walked straight out of Nanyang County City and headed for the Sword Clan.

Now that Eldest Miss Ye Shen Yue had left, and Young City Lord Chu He had died, there was no one to take him to the Sword Sect.

So the only way for Ye Feng was to go to the Sword Sect and join it himself.

"Long Zhaotian, huh, you have the whole world chasing me, then I will come to your clan, Feng Jiu said that you have a mysterious identity, mysterious origins, and are the number one person of the young generation in the Great Yan Dynasty, hum, I would like to see if you are as terrifying as the legend says... ..."

Sure enough, Ye Feng found the sack-clothed old man in the clan ancestral hall of the Ye clan.

This strange old man, who was in no way inconspicuous in the clan but possessed a mysterious and unpredictable body, had always been an incomparable mystery to Ye Feng.

He had even asked the family head Ye Tianya about it, but Ye Tianya only knew that this pockmarked old man had been in the Ye clan when he was very young.

And when Ye Tianya was very young, the pockmarked old man seemed to have this elderly appearance.

It was only when Ye Tianya heard Ye Feng say so that he suddenly felt that this ordinary old man of their Ye clan who had been guarding the clan's ancestral hall seemed very extraordinary.

After all, Ye Tianya was now forty or fifty years old.

And the pockmarked old man had looked like this when he was small, and forty or fifty years had passed, and he still looked like this.

Ye Feng had secretly told Ye Tianya that if the Ye clan encountered any crisis, he could go to the sackcloth old man for help, and Ye Tianya promised that he would definitely take this advice to heart.

At this moment, Ye Feng walked into the General Mansion Ancestral Hall, weaving through the solemn Ancestral Hall hall and arriving at the courtyard at the back.

The sack-clothed old man was lying on the table, sleeping heavily, as if what was happening outside had nothing to do with him.

Even if the Ye clan had taken the city lord's mansion with all their might, it would not have caused a single ripple in the old man's mind.

Ye Feng walked over, knocked on the table and said, "Old man, I'm leaving."

"Who are you calling an old man, young man, you're so rude."

The linen-clothed old man woke up, raised his head, his old eyes fixed on Ye Feng, and said, "Windy boy, we are also considered acquaintances, from now on, call me Uncle Nan."

"Yes, Uncle Nan."

Ye Feng hurriedly changed his title.

This pockmarked old man was not ordinary, this kind of reclusive powerhouse was willing to tell himself his name, although it was only a slightly more specific title, it meant that he kind of approved of you.

Obviously, in the heart of the pockmarked old man, Uncle Nan, Ye Feng had already gained his approval.

The first time he saw Ye Feng, he could see that he was extraordinary.

At that time, Ye Feng had only just become a martial artist.

At this moment, Uncle Nan stared at Ye Feng's entire body, he couldn't help but tsk, saying, "Kid Feng, you've become stronger again, much stronger than when I saw you before, moreover, your body, surprisingly, has become so strong again, do you have a very powerful body refining technique on you?"

Ye Feng scratched his head, this was not really easy to explain.

Because general body refining techniques, were just gong methods, although they could make one's body become stronger and stronger, but they were only external.

On the other hand, the creation divine skill that Ye Feng cultivated was different, the strength of Ye Feng's physique was not only the blood, flesh and sinew, but also the evolution from the life level, tiny to the cells were undergoing metamorphosis every moment.

In the Spirit World three thousand years ago, the Divine Skill of Creation and Transformation was called by countless beings as a cultivation heritage that could not exist in the world, not without reason.

It was because the Divine Skill of Creation was too perverse.

Now that Ye Feng had stepped into the second heaven of the Creation Divine Skill, his physical life had evolved to the Silver Battle Body, and his level of life had already surpassed that of an ordinary mortal body.

When Uncle Nan saw that Ye Feng did not respond immediately, but only scratched his head and smiled, he did not continue to ask, but only said, "Wind boy, that sword I taught you at first, continue to comprehend it well, when you step into the realm of the Sword Emperor, come back to the Ye Clan to find me, and I will teach you something deeper."

"Thank you, Uncle Nan."

Ye Feng's eyes moved and immediately bowed to Uncle Nan in a very solemn manner.

Originally, Ye Feng had thought that Uncle Nan was a Sword Dao Emperor, but now that he had heard Uncle Nan say so, the old man in front of him seemed to be far from as simple as he had imagined.

Ye Feng then asked Uncle Nan some more questions about sword dao and martial arts cultivation.

Uncle Nan's knowledge of cultivation was an eye-opener for Ye Feng.

The comprehension and understanding of Ye Feng after being transformed by the mysterious power in the golden divine pellet in his brain domain was very scary and demonic.

Although he was only talking to Uncle Nan, but invariably, Ye Feng had already received a huge boost.

This kind of improvement was not an increase in actual cultivation or power, but rather an increase in martial arts state of mind and cognition.

Ye Feng could feel that after Uncle Nan's explanation, it was as if he had been baptized by a great master of the Holy Dao who had opened up the world.

Finally, late at night, Ye Feng left.

The next day, Ye Feng was ready to leave Nanyang County City.

The only people who knew the news were Ye Tianya and the upper echelons of the Ye clan.

All of them were looking forward to seeing what kind of great achievements Ye Feng would achieve in the future.

Ye Tianya even sighed a little and said, "Ye Feng, when you become successful in cultivation, remember to bring Yue'er back, and this child, Zi Ling, has also left without a word, I don't know where she has gone, if you have the chance, Ye Feng, help me find her."

Ye Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Family head don't worry, I will definitely bring back the elder miss and find the second miss."

With these words, Ye Feng spurred his horse to gallop, smoke and dust rose, and the figure of the sun-clothed Shengdang disappeared in a flash over the distant road.

The upper echelons of the Ye clan saw Ye Feng disappear completely before they returned to the clan.

Ye Tianya said to the crowd, "We also have to work hard, this time we make good use of the wealth of the city lord's house, to build up our strength!"

"Yes, family head!"

-The people of the Ye clan were all making strong voices.

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Under the vast vault of the sky.

Ye Feng rode a thousand-mile horse and took the initiative to walk out of the boundaries of Nanyang County City for the first time.

He shuttled through a small town, mountain village, giant city, etc. The world outside was also diverse, very lively and prosperous.

Three days later, Ye Feng landed in a small town. According to the information he had received, if he passed through the deep forest outside the town again, he would enter the territory of the number one sect of the Great Yan Dynasty, the Sword Sect.

For Ye Feng, this was just what he wanted, the deep old forest in front of him was called the Cloudy Sky Mangling Forest, part of the edge of the Endless Great Wilderness.

The mountain range that Ye Feng had previously experienced, that was an ordinary mundane mountain range.

But the Cloudy Sky Manglin in front of him was truly a part of the Great Wilderness that had existed since ancient times.