Ye Feng's expression did not move, and he said secretly, this guy is too spineless, at that moment, Ye Feng waved, and a golden mang was dragged out of his hand. 80 eBook/

The young master of the Ma family was shocked and wanted to avoid Jin Mang. But the golden rays were like streamers, and they wrapped around his body. He only felt that the yin was spinning, and the yuan power in his body seemed to be imprisoned. After doing this, Ye Feng waved his hand, and the other party rose in the air, heading towards the direction where Ye Feng was.

Dealing with the enemy, Yao Feng will not be merciful, and directly use the soul searching technique, after a full cup of tea, Ye Feng let go of the other party, closed his eyes tightly, and began to sort out the thoughts in his mind.

Unexpectedly, this corpse demon was actually an ancestor of the Ma family, and he had many connections with the previous great power Yin Corpse Sect.

Of course, Ye Feng was not afraid, and the little Ma family himself was not in his eyes.

Glancing at the unconscious young master of the Ma family, Ye Feng flicked his fingers, and a fist-sized flame burst out, but in a moment, he was turned into ashes.

Of course, before that, the storage bag naturally has to be removed and put aside.

This time it was a big gain, not to mention the collection of corpse demons, and the half-life savings of the three feathered monks also made a small fortune.

Ye Feng then looked at the corpse demon lair, which was spacious to be fair, but Ye Feng didn't plan to live here.

After searching carefully to make sure that nothing was left behind, he flew towards the outside of the cave.

Out of the cave, Ye Feng summoned the Ling Yin Sword, wielding hundreds of sword rays, and in the blink of an eye, the entire mountain peak collapsed in half, completely burying the corpse demon cave.

Then Ye Feng came to the other side of the island, where the yin qi was also very strong, Ye Feng chose a valley with a beautiful environment and started to open up the cave. With his current cultivation, it is very easy.

At that moment, Ye Feng spent two yin time and carefully opened it up.

Among them, there are alchemy rooms, refining rooms, animal breeding rooms, and several stone rooms for rest and practice.

In doing this, Ye Feng has his own plans, if nothing else, he will live here for at least ten years, of course, he must be more comfortable.

Mengdie also came to help, and the little girl began to decorate her room.

Then Ye Feng took out another set of array flags and placed a ban on the surroundings.

In fact, it is more than a step to do this, after all, the corpse gas swamp is originally a wild and dangerous place. Especially the poisonous fog that shrouded the island, even the Feathered Monk was very afraid.

It is because of the fire of a hundred poisons in his cultivation that he is not afraid of a hundred poisons, how can an ordinary cultivator have such a mysterious spell. 800800BOOK

Therefore, when you practice here, you don't have to worry about being invaded by foreign enemies.

However, Ye Feng has always been meticulous in his work, although he understands these truths, he still arranges prohibitions to be more reassuring.

It took another three yin time to finally complete this qiē.

Then Ye Feng flew into the cave, he was so anxious that he was not busy practicing, but wanted to sleep well.

After a great battle, it was naturally not suitable for cultivation, and Ye Feng planned to calm his mind before entering the state of cultivation.

The so-called combination of work and rest, energetic cultivation is also much better.

In the second cloudy morning, Ye Feng came to the beast breeding room, stretched out his hand, and slapped the spirit beast bag on his waist, and suddenly a buzzing insect chirp came. A blood-red light emanated from the spirit beast's pouch.

If you look closely, it's a tiny insect. The appearance is like a bee in the world, but the body surface is mottled, and the two eyes are more blood-red. A powerful aura emanated from the body of the worm. Ye Fengshen moved, and the blood bee suddenly flew into the nest prepared for them. It was made of strange wood, and it was unusually strong.

Looking at these demon insects, Ye Feng's face showed a hint of groaning, his shoulders trembled slightly, and a jade bottle flew out, it was the spirit essence refined from countless elixirs, which was the most suitable for raising these spirit insects.

Smelling the breath of the spirit, the blood bees immediately flew in and began to compete for food.

Ye Feng's eyes widened, and he watched carefully, and it took a long time for him to retreat.

Looking at these spirit insects, Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh, he didn't lack these spirit essences, but the growth of this blood bee was still too slow, if it went on like this, I don't know how long it would take before I could fight the enemy, I should think of other ideas.

Of course, there is no urgency in this matter, the first task now is to help Mengdie break through, and the other thing is to fuse the corpse god with the body of the corpse king.

Ye Feng came to the practice room.

Sitting cross-legged, he breathed for a moment, then patted the storage bag and took out two magic weapons.

He first picked up the small white bone shield, and learned from the mouth of the corpse demon that this treasure was a certain first-line heavenly monk in Wangui Lake, and was later stolen by his disciples.

Ye Feng had already seen his supernatural powers, which was not trivial.

Gently stroked, I don't know what material is used, but with my own cultivation, it shouldn't be difficult to drive, as long as I practice a little, it is a sharp weapon for self-defense.

This treasure will be used against the enemy in the future, and maybe it will be used at any time. Ye Feng waved his hands and made a levitation technique, and then slapped the back of his head, and a baby the size of an inch did not emerge from the top of his head.

Needless to say, it was naturally the primordial god that Ye Feng had cultivated with great difficulty.

Yuan Shen showed a solemn look, looked at the magic weapon in front of him, opened his mouth, and spewed out a piece of Dan fire.

As if he had a spirit, the Danhuo went towards the shield magic weapon.

Rumble!

The surface of the white bone shield suddenly ignited a raging black flame, and there was a faint sneering sound in his ears, which was Ye Feng using the Yuan Shen to directly enter the sacrificial refining of this magic weapon.

One of the benefits of doing this is that it's much faster than using other secret methods.

Anyway, it's not a natal magic weapon, just just brand your own mark casually.

A few days later, Ye Feng was done, and of course, the Yuan Shen returned to his body to rest several times.

Compared with the first line of heaven, the primordial god is a tricky thing after all, not to mention that after it is transformed, Ye Feng has not had time to cultivate it steadily.

When the matter at hand is done, it is necessary to cultivate well.

Thinking like this, Ye Feng began to meditate again, and when his body recovered, he took out a round ball from his arms.

It is about the size of a dragon's eye, and the whole body is cold, and the surface exudes a dark glow.

The corpse demon turned into dust, and the corpse beads left behind, now that he has time, Ye Feng just happened to study it.

Ye Feng took it in his hand, looked left and right, studied Banyin, but found no clues, without him, his divine sense could not pass through, and Ye Feng did not dare to use brute force to destroy it.

With a sigh, he had to put it back in his arms.

Then there is the disposal of corpse and demon treasures, the general magic weapon Ye Feng does not look at it, the yuan stone is tens of thousands of dollars, and there is a jade cylinder that is valuable.

What is recorded in it is the supernatural power of "Yin Corpse Transformation Divine Formula".

The young master of the Ma family used the soul searching technique, this secret method Ye Feng is very clear, of course, he himself will not cultivate.

But it's also useful to keep it.

After dealing with the trivial matters, Ye Feng entered penance, alchemy, purification, medicine, and meditation.

Whether it is to help Mengdie break through the bottleneck or to fuse the corpse god, there is no hurry, the meal must be eaten one bite at a time, and irritability and rush are the taboos of cultivation, what we have to do now is to stabilize the original god first.

Ye Feng held the jade cylinder in his hand, and comprehended the last layer of the magic power of the god transformation technique, the words in it were simple, but with his current knowledge, it was not difficult to comprehend, and after a few days, he would refer to the subtleties and mysteries in it one by one.

Ye Feng sat cross-legged, his body was as motionless as a mountain, only his hands changed the ancient technique from time to time, and what was even more strange was that a black glow appeared above his head.

The glow flickered, looking mysterious and abnormal.

At this moment, if you use the method of inward viewing, you can find that in Ye Feng's dantian, the Yuan Shen is also sitting cross-legged with a small face.

Directly below him, there was an endless blue point of light, slowly rotating like a nebula.

And above the head of the Yuan Shen, the dragon's eye-sized feather placket hung high, and countless thick cyan Yuan forces shuttled on his surface.

The whole picture is dignified and mysterious, full of quaint atmosphere.

The yin outside the cave gradually dimmed, Ye Feng had been meditating for a whole time, and suddenly, the Yuan Shen in his body opened his eyes, looked around, and then took a small sip, spewing out a slender wisp of Danhuo out of his body.

Then he met the black Danhuo.

Originally, these were two different mana of yin and yang, but instead of tearing, they began to merge strangely.

Of course, the whole process was not easy, and the little face of the Yuan Shen showed a nervous look and looked at it without blinking.

Fortunately, nothing went wrong, and the color became darker after absorbing the refined mana.

Yuan Shen's face showed joy, his hands pinched, opened his mouth to inhale, and swallowed the wisp of flame into his stomach.

Then, he closed his eyes again, apparently starting the refining.

And the rotation of the feather did not stop, and the Yuan Force that was free from the dantian swarmed towards him to make up for the loss just now.

The whole process lasted all night and cloud.

On the morning of the second yin, Ye Feng opened his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, his face was still tired, but his expression was full of joy.

This is the process of how to cultivate and nourish the Yuan Shen that he has comprehended, in all fairness, it is much more difficult than doing the Great Zhou Yin Cycle, but fortunately, Ye Feng is no longer a low-level cultivator, so it is nothing.

And he has a windfall!

The predecessors who created this god transformation technique back then were extremely intelligent, knowing that they had no hope of condensing a ray of heaven, but they were always a little unwilling.

In other words, kill two birds with one stone.

And this is still the most important thing, as we all know, a ray of heaven is catalyzed by feathering, in other words. The more powerful and stable the feather, the more effective it is for condensing a line of sky, it will also have a bonus effect.

Although it was only a little, the chance of condensing a glimmer of heaven was extremely low, so even a little bit was enough to make the monks of the same rank envious.

Ye Feng slapped on the storage bag, took out two pills, swallowed them into his abdomen, and when his mana recovered, he began to continue his cultivation again. Winter goes to spring, time passes, and before you know it, it's another year.

Ye Feng's cultivation was very smooth, and after decades of sacrifice, the form of the Yuan Shen was finally completely stabilized. At the same time, cultivation has also reached the peak of feathering. Now as long as he is willing, he can immediately start condensing a ray of heaven, of course, there is also a premise, there is enough heaven-breaking pill in his hand. Therefore, before finding the earth fire that could refine this elixir, Ye Feng decided to slow down first.

After all, he is not yet a hundred years old, so there is no need to worry about condensing a glimmer of heaven.

Either don't do it, or you have to be completely sure, Ye Feng doesn't want to fail and start again, not to mention that there is something else to do in his hand, first fuse the corpse god.

Just thinking like this, Ye Feng's eyebrows suddenly moved, and two powerful auras were rapidly approaching.

Feathering Monk!

It's still a few miles from the island, but it's clearly the target. Ye Feng's face couldn't help but be gloomy, such a wild and dangerous place, there are still many killing opportunities in the outer swamps, who is full of food and support to sneak here?