Yang Yifeng looked at the three beautiful shadows who were busy in the "garbage heap" and did not walk over.

In a flash, he was thirty miles away.

The lush towering ancient trees, the barren grass and the desolate pavilions, countless flowers and plants, and countless medicinal herbs can vaguely see the prosperity of the year.

It's a pity that the endless years have been left unattended and maintained, leaving only desolation.

Flowers bloom and fall, flourish and wither.

In nature, the cycle of their own lives evolves.

If someone maintains and takes care of it, I'm afraid it is not uncommon to see 10,000-year-old herbs.

Pity......

With the fall of the master of the secret realm, everything here is in a natural state, and it has gone through endless years.

Rao is so.

The thousand-year-old elixir is still available everywhere.

Towering ancient trees, I am afraid that they have annual rings of tens of thousands of years or even longer.

The intoxicating floral, medicinal and herbaceous fragrance permeates the air.

A deserted palace, full of the vicissitudes of time.

"A hundred miles in a circle, a world of its own. This portable secret realm is much stronger than the Dragon No. 1 base. It's a pity that it failed to derive a matching machine spirit, and it eventually became a barren. Otherwise, there should be a lot of elixirs for 10,000 years......"

Yang Yifeng said with regret.

Although the life of the machine spirit is long, it is not infinite, and there is a limit to the longevity. If you lose your master's machine spirit, unless you are born with super spiritual intelligence and cultivation talent, you can continue to improve your realm over time in order to survive, but obviously, this secret realm space has gone through endless and long years, and the machine spirit has fallen for an unknown number of thousands of years.

The 10,000-year elixir can only be thought about, not entirely because the lifespan of the herb is not enough, but because the laws of the Heavenly Dao and the spiritual power here cannot support it to break its own shackles and become a real genius treasure......

A thousand-year-old herb that can be called a panacea.

With the increase of the age of the elixir, the aura of heaven and earth that needs to be absorbed will continue to skyrocket, and there will be constant changes. If you want it to grow all the time, if the secret realm itself is strong enough to support it, it is naturally the best, if not, you can only continue to grow by relying on the cultivation of the spirit planter, constantly providing the corresponding energy, and taking care of it.

The secret realm that has lost the care of its master obviously can't do this.

Stepping on the "creaking" leaves, Yang Yifeng came to a towering ancient tree.

With a wave of his hand and a sword, he snorted a few times, and cut off a piece of wood from the ancient tree that was one person long and two people thick.

"Puppetry, now I can barely perform it, I don't know how much carving skills have been wasted......"

Yang Yifeng muttered to himself, staring at the wood in front of him.

His mind melted into the Yellow Dragon Ring, and after a while, he found a special carving knife with a simple shape, full of runes, and exuding a simple atmosphere.

The carving knife is one of the essential tools of the refiner.

The more advanced the refining material, in the end, if you want to engrave the rune, it is not impossible to rely solely on your own strength, but the consumption is huge, and it is difficult to support the completion of the mysterious and complicated runes, and the sharp and incomparable carving knife is a must at this moment.

"Carving. ”

Yang Yifeng held the carving knife, his mind melted into it, and slowly closed his eyes.

The strongest refiner in the Nine Xuan Continent, Ou Yezi, the clear-looking old man, came to his mind.

If there is anyone in the Nine Xuan Continent who is respected by the number one killing god in the Nine Domains, Ou Yezi is definitely the first to bear the brunt.

Yang Yifeng's Haotian Sword and Qiankun Ring, the two natal magic weapons, are all from Ou Yezi's hands.

His refining level is unparalleled in the world.

In particular, the first-hand carving can be called "nothing in the world can not be carved".

No matter how strong and hard the material is, in his hands, it will become as soft as tofu.

"Ou Yezi's predecessors, also teachers and friends, unfortunately, I only have martial arts in my heart, and I only learned a little bit of his fur, but even that little bit of fur, my refining attainments are enough to be proud of the Jiuxuan Continent......"

"There is nothing in the world that cannot be carved! This is the foundation of his becoming the first refiner. ”

"My ability to conceal is the result of comprehending his carving skills!"

Yang Yifeng couldn't help but return to the Jiuxuan Continent and spent a period of time with Ou Yezi.

At that time, he had already cultivated to the fullest, but he couldn't see through Ou Yezi at all.

In fact, in the entire Nine Xuan Continent, there are countless top masters who want him to refine weapons, and there are countless top masters who want to force him to refine weapons, but no one has ever been able to force him to succeed.

This old man, although he is the first refiner, no one has ever seen him do it with others, but he has been forced countless times, but in the end he is safe and sound, but he let everyone know that his combat power is probably also an unfathomable existence.

Even when Yang Yifeng was cultivating Dacheng, he still felt unfathomable when he saw Ou Yezi.

Holding the carving knife, looking at the wood.

Yang Yifeng wanted to start many times, but he didn't make a move.

came to mind Ou Yezi's words when he wanted to take him as an apprentice:

"Learn my carving skills, and you can get my true inheritance. A hundred years of entry, three hundred years of small success, with your understanding, talent, within a thousand years should be able to achieve success, whether you can reach the peak, it depends on your own creation ......"

At that time, Yang Yifeng heard the time, so he directly refused.

He wants to be stronger.

Rapid growth.

I want the strongest combat power!

His enemy is the most powerful force in the Nine Xuan Continent!

Where is it permissible to immerse oneself in the skill of refining a minor?

"My refining skills all come from carving skills. All things in heaven and earth have their own laws of operation, and if you integrate into them, you can control them, even if you refine the essence of Xuaniron, it will become no different from tofu in your eyes. ”

Ou Yezi used a rusty blunt knife to chop firewood casually, and the way he spoke to him clearly hovered in Yang Yifeng's mind.

A hundred years of entry is to let him chop wood with a rusty blunt knife for a hundred years.

Moreover, you can't use any energy, you can only use the power of the body temporarily, and when the power of the body used is so small that it is negligible, that is, the tiny force of the blunt knife can avoid the firewood into any size, thickness, or shape you want, then you can be considered a beginner.

"Blend into all things in heaven and earth! Maybe ......"

Yang Yifeng's pensive gaze suddenly lit up, and he muttered, "I can try it now!"

The Zhenwu Continent, the experience of the Heart Lake, and the reincarnation of the hundred generations experienced with Chu Yanran made Yang Yifeng suddenly have a little understanding of Ou Yezi's words.

He wanted to urge Zhenyuan to carve, but at this moment, his eyes were staring at the wood in front of him, and his mind was constantly blending into it, feeling the texture of the wood and any subtle changes.

In the reincarnation of a hundred lifetimes, in the previous life, he and Chu Yanran both turned into small trees.

After the wind and rain, it was eventually made into furniture, and the branches and leaves were burned as firewood......

But there is a clear understanding of the life forms of trees.

After a full hour, Yang Yifeng suddenly threw away the incomparably sharp carving knife in his hand, and casually sacrificed a sword embryo that had not been opened, but the material was extremely precious.

Sneer......

He didn't urge any True Yuan, and even the power of his physical body was only used a little.

But under the unopened sword embryo, there are sawdust flying.

In an instant, the figure of the peak master of Yuanying who appeared in the tea shop before was born vividly under his sword.

Puppet props, wooden figures!

(End of chapter)