"Senior brothers, it's a good luck!"

Yang Yifan hugged his fists and smiled slightly.

He knew very well his purpose, and he came here to break through his cultivation, so there was no need to stiffen the relationship with this group of people.

You are polite to me, I am polite to you, as long as everyone is passable on face, no one should get in the way.

The old man Mu Yangzi hurriedly said:

"Senior Brother Yang has tormented me and waited, cultivate together, the master is the first, Senior Brother Yang's prestige has long been like thunder, in front of you, we don't dare to call ourselves Senior Brother."

"Huh."

Yang Yifan smiled, and didn't argue with Mu Yangzi about this indifferent matter.

He looked left and right, puzzled:

"Before I came, I heard that there was an uncle sitting here, why, did he retreat?"

The person Yang Yifan said was the only person on this Lingmai Mountain who was equal to him.

That person's name is Ling Feizi, and he is in the early stage of Jindan, and he has been guarding here for a hundred years instead of Taiyimen.

It stands to reason that Yang Yifan should visit when he first arrives.

But the identity of the envoy is different from others, although according to the seniority, Yang Yifan should call Ling Feizi a senior uncle, but at this moment, Ling Feizi should also take the initiative to greet Yang Yifan.

"This ......"

Mu Yangzi's face stiffened slightly when he heard this, smiled awkwardly, and said:

"Senior Brother Yang doesn't know, it's really unfortunate that Senior Uncle Ling is in retreat."

"Oh?"

Yang Yifan's eyes flashed slightly, and he swept over the other three people imperceptibly.

But seeing that among the three people, although the faces of the two middle-aged men did not change, their eyes were a little evasive.

As for the last person, that is, the young man named Ye Feng, he happened to look at Yang Yifan at this moment, the two looked at each other, and Yang Yifan clearly saw a trace of sarcasm in his gaze!

Wrong!

Yang Yifan retracted his gaze, and already had some guesses in his heart.

It seems that Ling Feizi's retreat is fake, and it is true that he doesn't want to come out to greet him.

As for what is going on here, whether Ling Feizi holds his own identity and is arrogant, or has some other purpose, Yang Yifan is not clear about this for the time being.

But he didn't want to be clear.

Smiling slightly, Yang Yifan did not show any abnormality, nodded, and said with a smile:

"Since Uncle Ling is in retreat, there is no reason for Uncle Ling to welcome his nephew, wait for Uncle Ling to come out of the customs another day, I will visit in person."

"Okay, Senior Brother Yang has a heart."

Mu Yangzi saw that Yang Yifan did not delve into it, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and his smile was even bigger.

As for the young man Ye Feng, the sarcasm in his eyes was even stronger, and even showed a little contempt.

All this was taken into Yang Yifan's eyes, but he didn't say a word, extremely indifferent.

Then, after a few pleasantries, they walked to the top of the mountain.

At the top of the mountain is a dwelling cave, which is a resting place on the Lingmai Mountain.

Yang Yifan has just arrived, so he naturally has to pick up the wind and wash the dust.

In this regard, although Yang Yifan is not cold, he is not good at saving the face of these people, and he also happened to take this opportunity to get a general understanding of Lingmai Mountain.

Three days passed in a flash.

In the past three days, except for the first day, when Mu Yangzi and others held a banquet, the invitations of the next four people were all rejected by Yang Yifan.

It took him two days to get acquainted with Lingmai Mountain thoroughly, and he also did a routine inspection.

In the early morning of this day, Yang Yifan directly entered the Lingmai Mountain.

He didn't come here for any other purpose, what he wanted was to break through, and some of the tasks as an envoy had been almost done in the past three days, so he naturally entered the depths of the spiritual veins non-stop.

Regarding Yang Yifan's entry, Mu Yangzi and others knew about it, but they did not reveal it.

The spiritual veins in the Lingmai Mountain are very large, and it is not a big deal to be absorbed by a monk, not to mention, this person's identity is a messenger, and to put it bluntly, he is here to absorb the aura.

But at the same time as Yang Yifan entered Lingmai Mountain, a young man quickly came to a cave on the top of the mountain.

The cave was empty, except for an old man, sitting cross-legged on the ground.

This person is very old, revealing a vicissitudes of life, and his momentum is even more powerful, although he does not exude a trace of aura, just sitting there, but giving people an indescribable sense of oppression.

This person is Ling Feizi, and the realm is even more terrifying in the middle of Jindan.

"Disciple Ye Feng, I've seen my uncle!"

Ye Feng entered here and knelt directly on the ground, extremely respectful.

"Say."

Ling Feizi didn't open his eyes, and spit out a word lightly, although his voice was flat, it contained infinite majesty.

"Uncle Shi, that Yang Yifan has already entered the mine, and in the past three days, he has never mentioned you, Uncle Shi."

Ye Feng spoke respectfully, not daring to raise his head.

"I see, you can get out."

Ling Feizi nodded slightly, and directly issued an eviction order.

Ye Feng didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly left.

It wasn't until his figure completely disappeared that Ling Feizi slowly opened his eyes, and at this moment, a great coercion descended, filling the entire cave mansion.

Ling Feizi's gaze was extremely fierce, and the most frightening thing was that his right eye turned out to be a strange pure black, which looked extremely terrifying!

He squinted, and a sneer tugged at the corner of his mouth:

"Emissary? Disciples? ”

When the words fell, he flipped his palm, and a jade slip appeared in his hand.

Ling Feizi played with this jade slip, and a touch of fierceness gradually appeared on his face:

"No matter what your identity is, since Brother Bai has paid such a generous gift, then don't blame the old man for being ruthless!"

……

At the same time, within the spiritual veins.

Although the spiritual vein is a whole, there is a big difference in the thinness of the spiritual energy because of the different locations.

Especially now, under the mining of hundreds of thousands of years, there are fewer and fewer spiritual stones on it, and the spiritual energy in it has become extremely thin, and only by going deep into it can there be a richer spiritual aura.

Yang Yifan was not surprised by this, he quickly swept into the depths, and did not stop in front at all.

Along the way, Yang Yifan encountered several demon beasts with three or four layers of foundations, and he couldn't stop him at all, and with a wave of his hand, he could kill them.

These demon beasts are some mundane things that absorb aura all year round, and it can be said that they are inexhaustible, as long as there are spiritual veins, there will definitely be a steady stream of such demon beasts.

Moreover, as it goes deeper, there will be more powerful demon beasts in the spirit vein, and there are even some things that are more terrifying than demon beasts!

That's the Wraith!

The so-called phantom spirit is something formed by the aura that is rich to a certain extent, and strictly speaking, it is not a life at all, but can only be said to be an energy body.

This kind of thing, whether it is for monks or demon beasts, is a great supplement.

But at the same time, it's extremely destructive!

(End of chapter)