Chapter 139: The Storm is Coming

"Isn't it teleportation? Are you so entangled? At the wrist of Ye Feng's left hand, the holy water golden cicada twisted his body boredly, and a thought came disapplaudedly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"How not? That's teleportation!! What a cool move against the sky, if I knew this move, I wouldn't be separated from Yue'er, and I would go back with a swish when I thought of her. Ye Feng happily fell into his own fantasies.

"Look where you are, like a dirt bun who has never seen the world." The Holy Water Golden Cicada said with disdain: "According to your current words, in our ancient times, monks who couldn't teleport were embarrassed to go out to meet people. ā€

Sweat!

Ye Feng wiped his forehead speechlessly, and replied gloomily: "You are all trenches in ancient times, and our group of scum in the end of the law era can't compare with you...... Alas, I don't know if I will be able to cultivate the cool skill of teleportation in my life. ā€

Looking at Ye Feng's depressed expression, the upright and simple Holy Water Golden Cicada suddenly softened, "Well, it's not that there is no chance." Although the aura is thin in this era of the end of the law, the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth are also much smaller. Theoretically, as long as you cultivate to the out-of-body stage, you can tear through the space and perform teleportation. ā€

"Poof...... Out-of-body period??? Xiaojin, you didn't see the joke! As soon as he heard that he would not be able to perform teleportation until the out-of-body period, Ye Feng's hope that was so easy to rise up suddenly shattered.

The out-of-body period, the bleeding period is about the same!!

Since he Ye Feng got the Holy Water Golden Cicada, he has tossed for several months, and only then did he rely on the spirit crystal obtained from Yi Xiaohuowo, as well as the spiritual version of the bean pill produced by Cai Xiaohua, and finally climbed to the top layer of qi training, and he didn't even have a word in the foundation building period.

"This ...... There is hope in life, take your time, practice slowly, we are not in a hurry. ā€

"Xiaojin, you ......"

"Ye Feng!" The Holy Water Golden Cicada said in a correct tone, and said solemnly: "You have to practice as soon as possible to improve your strength, I always feel that danger is approaching us." ā€

"Really?" Ye Feng involuntarily glanced around.

Ye Feng did not doubt the intuition of the Holy Water Golden Cicada at all, the Holy Water Golden Cicada has been a nourishment in the eyes of insect cultivation and humans since ancient times, although they do not have a strong fighting ability, but if they are trying to escape, they are also a first-class existence in the entire ancient era.

The long life of running for their lives has given them a subtle sense of danger. Whenever danger comes, they always detect it in advance and run away. It is precisely because of this that the vein of the holy water golden cicada has not been completely killed by insect cultivation and human beings.

Looking around, Ye Feng's gaze finally stopped at Zhong Shuming in front of the camera, and thought to himself: "Although the origin of this product is unknown, it doesn't look malicious, it doesn't look like a bad guy......"

Ye Feng was thinking about it, and Zhong Shuming, who was filming movie highlights in front of the camera, suddenly laughed.

"Did he find me? It shouldn't be......"

"Don't be suspicious, hurry up your cultivation and improve your strength as soon as possible, I'm going to sleep. Before I wake up, I must build a foundation. ā€

"How do you build a foundation...... Hey, Kim, did you sleep...... I went, so fast! Ye Feng walked a small circle along the studio extremely helplessly and came to Zhao Tiande.

"Uncle Zhao, I'm going to the apartment behind the studio to do something, and when the tidbits are finished, you can ask Director Zheng or Director Huang to send me my seven little worms."

"Go, go." Zhao Tiande waved his hand as if catching a fly, and his two eyes stared directly at Zhong Shuming and Dou Xiaolan, who were shooting tidbits, without even looking at Ye Feng.

I'll go, isn't it just a movie tidbit? His eyes were reluctant to blink his eyes, like a dirt bun who had never seen the world. Ye Feng secretly despised Zhao Tiande, and walked towards the apartment behind the studio with his head held high.

The apartment was not far from the studio, only about 400 meters away, and after walking for eight or nine minutes, Ye Feng entered the apartment.

After telling the administrator of the apartment, Ye Feng successfully got a room card.

"Nine, two, six, four. The ninth floor, the shaded side, room 64 ......" Ye Feng looked at the numbers on the room card and smoothly came to the corresponding room.

The apartment is not big, one bedroom and one bathroom, one bedroom and one balcony, and the total space is only about 60 square meters. There is no elaborate decoration in the house, only some ordinary tables, chairs and benches. Although it is not as good as the mansion that Ye Feng lives in now, it is much better than the rental house he lived in near the school a few months ago.

Closing the door, before Ye Feng could sit down, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and made a call to Feng Xian.

Honk......

As soon as the phone rang, it was connected.

"Brother Feng, what's the matter with me?" On the other end of the phone, Feng Xian's flattering voice couldn't wait to come out.

Ye Feng was so frightened that he almost threw his mobile phone to the ground, "I said, can we be more reserved?" ā€

"Reserved? How much is a pound? ā€

"Don't make a fuss, I'll ask you something serious."

"You ask, you ask." Listening to Ye Feng's serious tone, Feng Xian on the other end of the phone was unconsciously serious.

"How many layers are you in the Qi refining period now, when will you be able to build a foundation?"

"Ahem......" As soon as Ye Feng's voice fell, on the other end of the phone, Feng suddenly coughed violently.

"Hello? What's wrong with you? ā€

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Are you dead, can you catch your breath?"

......

Ye Feng asked again and again, and after a while, Feng Xian on the other end of the phone replied with a tangled face: "Brother, I really convinced you." Listening to what you say, I feel that this monastic path is like eating in the countryside, and when you meet, you will ask if they have eaten and what they are eating......

"Ahem, don't worry about these details." Ye Feng coughed dryly twice, and said quite unreasonably: "You just said that you are now in the Qi Refining Stage at a few levels, how long will it take to build a foundation?" ā€

"Uh." Feng momentarily paused for seven or eight seconds, and asked weakly, "Can I not say it?" It's a bit taboo to expose one's cultivation in the monastic world......"

"Understand, understand. I originally wanted to see your cultivation progress, if it wasn't ideal, I'd send you another thirty or fifty spirit pills to help you rush up again, alas......"

"Brother, I'm practicing Qi at the eighth level now, and my progress is not ideal, very, very unsatisfactory!!"

"Tsk, the eighth layer of Qi training, the progress is quite big, and if you make up thirty or fifty spirit pills, you should be able to build a foundation smoothly!"

"Well, Brother Feng, you're thinking too much. After eating another thirty or fifty elixirs, my cultivation will reach the top level of Qi cultivation at most, and there will be no way to build a foundation at all. ā€

"Shouldn't it? I have so much aura in this elixir, how can I not be able to help you build a foundation? ā€

"Brother Feng......" On the other end of the phone, Feng Xian wrote his mobile phone, turned around the room seven or eight times, and finally gritted his teeth, "Actually, it is not the aura that builds the foundation, but the realm. Only, only by casting the heart of the Dao, can we break through the cultivation of qi and build the foundation of the Dao. ā€