The altar was already badly damaged and cracked, but now with the formation of the white crystal sphere, the altar was undoubtedly even more damaged, with no luster and large stones falling off.

Holding the white crystal ball in his hand, Yin Feng felt more and more that it was probably not a coincidence that he was able to float across the Meiyuan River and come to the Yin clan when he was still an infant, as if someone did it on purpose.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, staying up all night, Jun grabbed Yin Feng's calf tighter, it was obvious that this white crystal ball made the little guy very uneasy, as if he was instinctively a little afraid, which undoubtedly made Yin Feng very confused, but he didn't think much about it.

"Former ...... Mu Ling, I wonder if a young swordsman with a red sword mark on his eyebrows has ever been here after the mutation at the altar two years ago?" Yin Feng asked, it stands to reason that he should call the other party a senior, but for some reason he just couldn't shout, feeling that Mu Ling lacked the steady temperament that had accumulated over the years, like a little girl.

"Giggle...... Don't call me senior, I'm still young. There was a light laugh from inside the dry stump, it was very pleasant, it was hard to imagine that this light sound came from a dry and blackened dead tree, it was obvious that the wood spirit was very happy because Yin Feng didn't call her senior, and then she replied: "No, since I woke up, no one has come in except you!"

Hearing this, Yin Feng didn't seem surprised, although he couldn't figure out whether his enemy had come in before, but reason told him that most of that person hadn't come in, and he asked at this time, he also wanted to confirm the facts.

"Come to think of it, that person should think that the mystery of opening the giant stone gate lies in the Yin clan, which is why there was that bloody disaster. Yin Feng's expression was awe-inspiring, when he was on the giant stone gate, he saw the sword marks left by the man, three fingers deep, and there was a powerful sword aura in it, terrifying and sharp.

The blood disaster of the Yin clan was completely unwarranted in Yin Feng's eyes at this moment.

"Wait...... What did you just say, there is a sword mark on your eyebrows?"

Suddenly, Mu Ling seemed to grasp the key point, and asked again, his tone was a little suspicious, and he was not calm.

"Yes, and you have a hatred with me!" Yin Feng confessed, there was nothing to hide, he could hear it from Mu Ling's tone, as if there was a special meaning to have a sword mark in the heart of this eyebrow.

"I advise you to forget about hatred, don't get me wrong, it's really not my aunt and grandmother who I deliberately hit you, this kind of person was the dragon among people in my time, and it was also the object of competition for all kinds of Great Domain Holy Lands, and it was difficult for fellow monks to match it in their lives. ”

Mu Ling took the trouble to teach there, like a big sister, hoping to persuade Yin Feng to dispel the idea of revenge, she did not exaggerate in the slightest, on the contrary, she still had reservations, because she was afraid that if she hit too hard, she would frustrate Dao Xin.

Because people born with this kind of mark are simply born with a golden key, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the darlings of fate, so it is extremely unwise to find this kind of person to take revenge, and they will live in the shadow of each other all their lives, which is very desperate and painful.

With a calm face, Yin Feng was speechless, he knew that Mu Ling had good intentions, and what he said was true, because he had seen the terrifying sword mark before, and the residual sword qi alone cut his fingers, which impressed him deeply, this was two years ago, as today I know how far he has grown.

"It's impossible to give up, the pressure is like a mountain, then I will carry the mountain, even if the skill is not as good as a person, I have no regrets when I die, however, I don't necessarily can't surpass him!"

Yin Feng said lightly, his tone was indescribably flat, neither grandiose nor sonorous, but these few words made Mu Ling fall into silence.

"The pressure is like a mountain, then carry the mountain, your words, but it reminds me of a demon saint in ancient times, who refused to accept fate and truth, and tried in vain to break the heavens, but was detained by the true Buddha under the mountain with the supreme magic method, and I am afraid that it has not turned over so far. ”

After a moment of silence, Mu Ling was still persuading with kind words, and even cited some real cases.

Yin Feng didn't say anything more, even though he knew that the other party had good intentions, but he was always considered inferior to others, which still made him feel a little angry, he didn't argue anything, because if he continued to say it, it felt like reasoning, it was unnecessary, and it was best to prove it with facts.

"Hey, what kind of expression do you have, you still don't want to listen to it! Grandma said that you can't do it, you can't do it!" Mu Ling said angrily, she kindly persuaded him, but the other party gave her a face and ignored it.

"Then let's make a bet, if I can slaughter the dragon in your mouth, and put his head in front of you, then how about you be my Taoist companion, although you are scorched and withered, and you are very unsightly, but you have a good voice, and you can sing and let me rest. ”

Being despised one after another also made Yin Feng a little angry, and immediately blurted out some angry words, Ma Wang Ye still has three points of anger.

"You...... You...... If my aunt and grandmother don't lose all of my cultivation, only the origin remains, I will make you look good today and eat my aunt's tofu. "Mu Ling was a little stunned, you said the word for a long time, although Mu was flexible for a long time, but this heart was like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, delicate and squeamish.

"Return the tofu! You are clearly wood!" Tapping the wood with his fingers, Yin Feng teased.

"Bastard boy, take your dirty hands away, take advantage of your aunt and grandmother, okay, bet on it, if you can't do it, chop off your hands, no, and both feet for me as spiritual fertilizer!"

Mu Ling said angrily, and his tone was like a little girl being angry.

"Okay, promise you!" Yin Feng agreed very simply, anyway, if the revenge fails, it will be difficult for him to survive.

"Okay, it's a word, I'm tired, I'm sleeping!"

Yin Feng was a little stunned, because as soon as Mu Ling's words fell, the scorched black dead tree stump stopped moving, as if it had really become a lifeless dead tree, only the pile of spiritual soil on the ground was flashing with brown brilliance, constantly injecting life into it.

This cave is full of spiritual energy, which can continuously inject essence and energy into the spiritual land, which can be regarded as an indirect recovery of the wood spirit.

"It's time to go back! But before going back, I first swept around this cave world, but unfortunately there is no spirit box to contain, and I can't retain the essence and energy of the heavenly treasure for a long time. ”

Yin Feng's heart was crossed, and he immediately made a decision, he learned from the Yaolan Sutra that if he wanted to ensure that the essence of the heavenly and earthly treasures was not lost for a long time, it could only be achieved by using a spirit box made of spiritual materials.

"Poof!"

The laughter of the wood spirit came from inside the dead tree, and it was obvious that he couldn't hold back.

"Foodie, I'm not afraid to kill you, this is for you!"

As the sound of the wood spirit landed, a red light flew out from the dry stump.

Yin Feng reacted quickly, and held it in his hand with a raised hand.