Seeing this monk surnamed Zhuo again made Yin Feng very emotional, if it weren't for this person who regarded him as a slave and brought him into the North Outer Gate arrogantly, there would be no him today.

But then again, if it weren't for a series of later events, he would have been just a corpse now, and mortals would not have been able to live long in the Spirit Mining Area.

Yin Feng raised his hand, just like the monk surnamed Zhuo that day, and bent his fingers to flick a piece of true qi over, and that true qi spread out in the air, like a big net to bind the monk surnamed Zhuo to death.

"Who?"

The monk surnamed Zhuo was shocked, he agitated the dantian, and his true qi swelled several times, but he just kept struggling with this true qi net, and the whole person was fixed there, unable to move.

Seeing this, his eyes were even more surprised, he didn't expect that in the past, this trick he used to fix mortals would actually appear on him.

"You don't remember me!"

Yin Feng walked over slowly, no wonder this monk surnamed Zhuo couldn't find her, since he experienced the strange incident of the black crystal fragments, he used the hidden moon to wipe all the breath on his body clean, in order to be stable.

The monk surnamed Zhuo looked up, and saw an unkempt monk walking towards him, although he couldn't see clearly, he could hear the voice, and he knew that it was a teenager.

"I really don't recognize it, we have an enmity?" The other party was unkempt, and the monk surnamed Zhuo really couldn't recognize it, but the other party's clear and translucent eyes, he was a little familiar, and he seemed to have seen it.

Now Yin Feng's body has changed greatly, his body is tall and strong, and his skin is as warm as jade due to his cultivation of absurd techniques, even if he is unkempt, it is difficult to hide his plump appearance.

"Since you can't remember, let's think slowly along the way!"

The corners of Yin Feng's mouth showed playfulness, he searched for a while from the monk surnamed Zhuo, and sure enough, he saw that he was carrying a rope.

Seeing this, Yin Feng couldn't help but despise it, the rules of buying and selling slaves in the North Outer Gate had already been canceled by the elders of Wu Zhou because of his big trouble in the Spirit Planting Area, but he didn't expect that he still had ropes on him, and he had developed a habit, which showed how many slaves he had captured.

Taking out the rope, Yin Feng tied the monk surnamed Zhuo with five flowers.

"What do you want to do?"

The monk surnamed Zhuo was a little frightened, the other party didn't say anything about hatred or grudges, this unknown was the most terrifying, the true qi in his dantian was about to boil, desperately rushing into the true qi network, but the result was futile and useless.

Seeing this, Yin Feng wanted to laugh, the power of his attribute true qi was comparable to that of a pure spirit body, how could he be able to break it, unless he had the true qi of Zhao Bufan, but unfortunately he was only a monk of the seventh layer of the foundation building realm, in such a realm, Yin Feng was too lazy to fight.

After tying up the monk surnamed Zhuo, Yin Feng removed the true qi restraint on his feet, so that he could walk normally, as for the body, he still kept it, after all, this monk surnamed Zhuo was not a mortal, and he couldn't be restrained by ropes alone.

Along the way, Yin Feng beat and scolded the monk surnamed Zhuo, but what shocked the monk surnamed Zhuo was that what the other party did and said before, obviously copying and imitating.

Those words and gestures were habits that he had only had when he had bound his slaves, and some were even mantras.

The young man in front of him didn't have any breath all over his body, let alone monks, even mortals had no popularity.

Looking at the other party's unkempt appearance, as well as that familiar look, some memories of the monk surnamed Zhuo were returning, and after a long time, he was shocked: "This ...... This...... How...... How...... How could it be! It's you, unkempt boy!"

"I think about it, thanks to your blessing, I became a monk, according to your original auspicious words, my sparrow flew up the branch and became a phoenix, hahahaha, what a stunned, hurry up, you look like a death!"

Learning from the appearance of a monk surnamed Zhuo at the beginning, Yin Feng yanked violently, almost pulling the surname Zhuo over, the other party looked shocked, obviously immersed in his own world, obviously a mortal body, not even a spiritual spring, why can he become a monk.

What's even crazier is that he can't get rid of the shackles, it can be seen that his cultivation has surpassed him, but how long has it been since that slave trade, less than a year, and this speed is even the Tianjiao of a first-grade spiritual spring.

Yin Feng didn't bother to pay attention to it, and continued to scold, saying in his heart, Yin Feng didn't have much hatred for this monk surnamed Zhuo, but how the other party treated him at the beginning, and now he Yin Feng has returned the book after finishing it, and since then.

Unconsciously, Yin Feng felt that his state of mind suddenly became much clearer, you must know that from the Li family to here, he has been using the Medicine Lan Sutra to polish his state of mind and hone his impurities all the way, but the effect is not obvious after all.

Now his spiritual spring light mist is thin, shining brightly, and the light of the spring is gushing out, obviously the sequelae of rushing to the seventh layer of the foundation building realm are gone, and the spiritual spring is stable again.

If it weren't for the fact that his state of mind was not up to standard, he would have already prepared to break through his cultivation, you must know that he still has twelve spirit yuan seeds, spirit peaches and some spirit sunflower seeds, all of which are amazing holy medicines.

These resources are enough to support him to enter the Dan Dao realm, and now the wild region is changing, all kinds of weirdness are emerging in an endless stream, and even those Tianjiao of the Nine Great Sects who have been on the table, he has never seen any of them, because he has no qualifications, and he is far from being in the same world.

If you don't step into that world, you will never be able to appreciate the scenery of that world after all, even if the other party passes by you, you don't know it, and the gap between cultivation is too big.

Cultivation is the capital, but even so, Yin Feng is still waiting, polishing his state of mind, the dry old man in the mountains once said that polishing his state of mind is very important, and his words are deep and thought-provoking.

Some enemies can never be defeated by cultivation and martial arts, there is no way at all, they are inherently desperate, and it is obvious that the implication of the dry old man's words is to show that as long as Yin Feng insists on polishing his state of mind, he will gain additional combat power and strength, which is enough to compete with this kind of enemy, and he will not be tied down.

It's just this kind of power, and now he can't understand it!

At this moment, Yin Feng's state of mind was suddenly clear, and he was not far from being completely flawless, looking at the monk surnamed Zhuo who was still entangled, he suddenly felt that there were some causes and effects, which might be more helpful for the improvement of his state of mind, far from the assistance of foreign objects such as the Yao Lan Sutra, but how could the cause and effect in this world be so easy to eliminate, in addition to strength, it also depended on luck.

......

"Look, the undefeated senior brother is back!" I don't know which clever ghost in the North Outer Gate snorted out first, and suddenly a stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the silent North Outer Gate boiled for a long time.

"Let's make a big fuss, I miss you, undefeated senior brother!" Some female disciples were also cheering, obviously pondering for a long time by the boring life, desperately hoping for a big movement, many times female disciples were more eager to be lively than male disciples.

"Look, the undefeated senior brother seems to have a person tied?"

"Seven layers of foundation building realm!"

"Oh my God, what did I see, that was Senior Brother Zhuo on the list of the outer gates!" The sharp-eyed disciple recognized the monk surnamed Zhuo at a glance, and immediately yelled in shock, maybe too suddenly, too fast, the whole person was retching there, and tears flowed out.

"What has the undefeated senior brother experienced during this time, how did he become so strong!"

......

Yin Feng didn't expect that tying up a monk from the seventh layer of the Foundation Realm would also cause such a big reaction, and he didn't know what to say at the moment, so he could only wave frequently in response.

Ever since he experienced the exchange meeting of the four major families, Yin Feng's horizons had broadened, and he had not taken the monks of the seventh layer of the Foundation Building Realm seriously for a long time, so it was no wonder that the reactions of the people around him were a little uncomfortable.

After throwing the monk surnamed Zhuo aside at random, Yin Feng headed towards the Sword Pavilion, and when he came back for the first time, the first thing he naturally did was to visit the two elders of Wu.

Along the way, everyone greeted Yin Feng with 'Undefeated Senior Brother', and cheers were everywhere.

Seeing this, Yin Feng was also helpless, thinking that he couldn't get rid of the title of undefeated senior brother.

"No...... Defeated brother, I'm ...... I'm a junior brother who only came in last month, and I'm ...... I...... Be perfect!"

A slightly chubby teenager squeezed out of the crowd,*, as if he was suffocated, and as if he was excited, he was speechless, and he handed a brush to Yin Feng's hand very nervously, and then she turned around, picked up the blue robe on her back, straightened the robe, and then bowed her body to ninety degrees under Yin Feng's puzzled gaze.

Yin Feng looked at this little junior disciple who only had the first layer of the foundation building realm, and was even more puzzled, what kind of hobby was this, and then he showed a sudden look, and said, "That junior brother hold back, I'll kick it!"

"Stop! it's a signature, a signature! sign on my back. The little fat man turned his face with difficulty and explained loudly, afraid that Yin Feng would really kick him in the ass.

Yin Feng looked embarrassed and almost misunderstood, and then he picked up the brush and wrote the word 'Yin Feng' on his back.

"Oh, Senior Sister Zhou, I did it, I can do it, don't forget what you promised me!" The little fat man cheered, and ran into the distance without looking back, and he didn't want a pen.

Yin Feng was stunned for a moment, his head was full of black lines, and he felt like he was being used.

"It's still this chubby junior brother who is smart, why didn't I think that I would also sign for the undefeated senior brother!"

"I'm going to sign it too!"

"I want it too!"

"I want it too!"

"Yes!"

......

"I want your uncle!" Looking at the ass that surrounded him, Yin Feng's heart was messy, and he almost didn't kick this circle of crooked melons and cracked jujube-like buttocks.

"You're back, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause and it exploded in the crowd.

However, before Yin Feng could speak, a disciple who was anxiously waiting for the signature immediately shouted: "What are you waiting for, don't you see that you are busy, stay and line up!"

But when this disciple saw the face of the speaker, he was immediately frightened and his buttocks tightened, and he hurriedly slipped away.

Shen ...... Senior Brother Shen Lang!"

All the disciples are giving way, after all, Shen Lang's name is known to everyone in the North Outer Gate.

The corners of Yin Feng's eyes drooped slightly, although he had never seen this Shen Lang, but he was very familiar with Shen Qing beside him, and he was not only defeated by a hundred spirit coins that day, but also was beaten by himself.

After a closer look, Yin Feng found that this Shen Lang and that Shen Qing were indeed somewhat similar, thinking that the two brothers must have heard the news of their return to the sect, and came to find fault and help Shen Qing find the scene, but the cultivation of the eighth layer of the foundation building realm did not seem to be enough.