Chapter 1736: Eight-Rank Immortal King
Everyone, you say a word to me, some people agree with Ye Feng's opinion, and some people oppose it, thinking that when it comes to the fairy world, the Wu clan is not only not advancing, but regressing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
All kinds of opinions could not be unified, Ye Feng listened quietly, if there was a good way, of course he supported it, the divine realm was turbulent, and the Wu clan had been closed for thousands of years, leaving Wushan, it was extremely difficult to survive.
After a stalemate all night, they couldn't come up with a countermeasure, so they could only wait until tomorrow when the Xuan Hades arrived and discussed together.
Overnight, Ye Feng was helping the Immortal Clan to restore the secret spell, and tens of thousands of people recovered before dawn and turned into human beings.
The whole race, the whole race, rejoiced and celebrated, and the secret curse that had trapped them for almost a thousand years was finally freed.
The sky was slightly bright, and all the elders of the Xuan Ming Clan arrived, and when they saw that the Immortal Clan had all recovered, they showed excitement one by one, and directly entered the Witch Hall, first to meet the Witch God.
In the next few days, Ye Feng stayed in the Wu Clan, and after going to the Xuan Netherworld, he lifted all the spells of the Wu Clan there and restored them to humans.
The next thing is to discuss the affairs of the Wu Clan, how to leave Wushan, it is not safe here, once it is discovered by the power of the God Realm, and the secret spell is cast, and the Lord Wu God is not there, if it is not good, it will be exterminated.
The silent witch hall was lively again, and the older generation of the Xuan Netherworld Clan plus the older generation of the Immortal Clan all gathered together, sat down, and looked at Ye Feng.
"Lord Witch God, I discussed it with the patriarch of the Xuan Netherworld, and I think that Lord Witch God's opinion is feasible, but after we arrive in the fairy world, we are still sitting on the empty mountain, it is better to do this, we will send some people down first, assist Lord Witch God, and leave some people in the God Realm, enter the human world, take root, and wait for Lord Witch God to return in the future, and there will be a foundation. ā
The Immortal Patriarch stood up and deliberated for several days, and finally came up with a countermeasure.
Those who are unwilling to leave the Divine Realm can develop slowly in the Divine Realm, act carefully, and leave a few God Kings to take care of them, and there is no big problem with safety.
As long as he survives, it will not take Ye Feng a few years to set foot in the Divine Realm, and when they converge together, Ye Feng will also have a foundation, at least in the Divine Realm, there is no need to run around.
"That's a good suggestion!"
Ye Feng nodded, if all of them were brought into the immortal realm, it would indeed be a big problem, Ye Feng really didn't know how to settle down.
If it is reduced by half and enters the immortal realm, Ye Feng will have a big deal to buy a lot of land, so that they can establish a small witch clan from the beginning, and take care of it with the status of the Dragon Fu Gate, it is completely okay.
"Lord Witch God, this is the legacy of our two Witch Gods, we have not been able to open it, now it is handed over to Lord Witch God to deal with!"
The Xuanming Patriarch is not tall, only about one meter and a half, he is very energetic, and he and the Immortal Patriarch are holding a misty thing and handing it to Ye Feng.
"Witch God Inheritance?"
When Ye Feng saw something, his eyebrows moved, and he seemed to have guessed something.
"When the witch god fell, these two things were left, no matter how our descendants studied it, they couldn't understand it, and now that the witch god is here, we will ask the witch god to solve the mystery for us. ā
The two put the thing in front of Ye Feng, for so many years, no one has solved the mystery, why did the two witch gods leave this thing back then.
Ye Feng took the two things, his eyebrows slowly opened, something strange happened, Ye Feng's divine sense first entered the mass of things sent by the Xuan Ming Patriarch, it turned out to be a leaf, there was a lot of rain dripping on it, and it couldn't drip down, it was amazing.
"This is a witch treasure left behind by the Xuanming Witch God, it is a leaf that leaves rain on it, representing the Xuanming Witch God, and it is also the Witch God of Rain. ā
Ye Feng was secretly frightened, but he didn't say it, and his divine sense quickly entered the leaves, which was also a vast world, and it was drizzling all around.
When Ye Feng entered, the drizzle suddenly changed, it became a strong wind, and there were gusts of strong wind blowing around, and no one in the witch hall knew what was going on, but he felt that the aura on Ye Feng's body was unpredictable.
Because Ye Feng's body was still outside, and the Yuan Shen had entered the leaves, outsiders didn't know what happened to Ye Feng.
"Lord Witch, did you wake me up?"
The rain gathered little by little, and finally turned into the appearance of a person, who was the Xuanming Witch God.
"The younger generation has seen the Xuanying Witch God!"
Although Ye Feng inherited the inheritance of the Witch God, he still had great respect for the Twelve Witch Gods, and they had paid too much to protect this piece of heaven and earth.
"Lord Witch God, don't be polite, you can enter the rain to prove that the Xuan Shen Witch Clan has met the Witch God, I stipulated back then, when you see the Witch God, hand over the Rain See. ā
This leaf is called Yumi, which contains the meaning of rain, if Ye Feng gets it, if there is a big drought in the future, you can rely on Yumi, so that the wind and rain in the mortal world are smooth.
This is also the time when the twelve witch gods control the world, and the three thousand worlds are peaceful, with neither drought nor waterlogging.
Because the twelve witch gods are in charge of anything in the world, such a world has only appeared when Pangu opened the land of heaven and earth. ā
The entire universe has undergone countless epoch changes, and the twelve witch gods have only guarded one epoch.
"Lord Witch God, my time is limited, back then, we twelve witch gods, only a wisp of remnant soul remained, waiting for Lord Witch God to return, since you are back, we can also disappear, I hope Lord Witch God, can renew the glory of the twelve witch gods." ā
The rain god's body was getting weaker and weaker, and from the moment he came in, Ye Feng had actually expected that his appearance would make the remnant souls of the twelve witch gods disappear between heaven and earth.
Ye Feng didn't know whether to cry or laugh, if he didn't show up, the twelve witch gods would always exist, and as he encountered more and more witch gods, the twelve witch gods gradually disappeared.
"Don't worry, I have already gathered more than half of the twelve witch gods, and one day, I will gather the twelve witch gods!"
Ye Feng secretly swore that even if he searched all over the three thousand worlds, Ye Feng would find twelve witch clans, and they must still exist in a corner of the universe, but he didn't find them for the time being.
In addition to the Dijiang Wu Clan, there are also the Corpse Witch Clan, the Gongzi Witch Clan, the Qiangliang Witch Clan, etc., Ye Feng has already gathered more than half of it.
"Before leaving, there is nothing to give you, this is the essence of rain, and it is also a little bit of my heart. ā
After speaking, the rain god Xuan Ming pointed his finger, and a transparent ball of light drilled into Ye Feng's body.
Suddenly, it exploded inside Ye Feng's body, turning into countless pure rain energy, frantically washing Ye Feng's body.
It was a strange feeling, it was not the source of water, but the feeling of water that had not yet formed, from the void, little by little from the mist, and finally turned into rain, and when it fell to the ground, it became water.
Rain is the force of nature, several times more powerful than the source of water, and it is no longer on the same level, one is primordial, the other is evolutionary, although the two are different, but the power is equally huge.
The water dantian immediately became surging, the rain fell, and the water dantian was directly full, giving birth to the realm of Ye Feng in continuous improvement.
"Roar, roar, roar!"
Ye Feng suddenly roared, as if he had been blown up, very uncomfortable.
"Weng!"
The Seventh-Rank Immortal King was rushed away in an instant, and Ye Feng stepped into the Eight-Rank Immortal King, with the help of the power of the Xuanying Witch God, so pure that Ye Feng had to moan out, without any resource assistance.
This is the power of the ancient witch god, even if there is only a wisp left, it is even stronger than the god king, and it can easily help Ye Feng to improve to a realm.
Seeing Ye Feng's smooth ascension to the realm, a smile appeared between the eyebrows of the Xuanying Witch God, and then the rain broke down little by little, and finally disappeared between heaven and earth.
By the time Ye Feng came to his senses, the rain god was no longer there, and he had completely disappeared, and Ye Feng showed a trace of loneliness on his face.
"Alas!"
A short reunion, but a permanent parting, Ye Feng seemed to have traveled through countless years, came together with the twelve witch gods, and also seemed to see the scene of the twelve witch gods ruling the world in ancient times.
Looking at the disappeared rain god, Ye Feng's divine sense retreated little by little, this rain is a good thing, it can be used in the future, it is similar to the clay of the thunder god.
When the primordial spirit returned to his body, a strong aura emanated from Ye Feng's body, and his eyes swept away, and he found that in the witch hall, they were looking at him with strange colors.
This is only a tea time, Ye Feng actually broke through to the Eight Rank Immortal King, what did Ye Feng encounter in the leaves.
"Ahem, I've kept everyone waiting!"
Ye Feng coughed a few times to resolve the embarrassment, as for seeing the Xuanming Witch God, Ye Feng didn't say anything, it seems that the Xuanying Witch God didn't tell them that he was always there.
Sometimes a belief can sustain them for countless years, but if the faith is broken, it is not conducive to the unity of the Wu clan.
The thing that Ye Feng's divine sense entered the Immortal Clan and picked up was a strange shape, similar to a clock, very strange.
There was also a ticking sound inside, as if time was passing, could it be that this was a witch treasure left behind by the candle dragon?
The Yuan Shen swooped into the witch treasure, and inside was indeed another world, this world was more exciting than all the worlds Ye Feng had ever seen.
Because of the world here, the speed of time is different, the time where Ye Feng was standing just now is one-tenth of the outside, and when he takes a step, it is one-tenth faster.
In other words, there is no same law of time in this, and each field has its own time, some fast and some slow.
One chain after another appeared, and soon these parts formed the appearance of a person, which was the time witch god, the candle dragon.
"Junior Ye Feng, I've seen the Candle Dragon senior!"
Ye Feng spoke first, and met the predecessor of the candle dragon, and his appearance was also the time when he disappeared.
"Lord Witch God is too polite, it should be me to meet you, I have waited for so many years, and I am finally looking forward to you. ā
The candle dragon hurriedly stopped Ye Feng, in their eyes, the Witch God Lord was the only one, and their existence was to assist the Witch God Lord.
"Senior Candle Dragon, I have arrived in Wushan, what do you have to say, just say it!"
Ye Feng had calmed down, and used the last time to accompany the twelve witch gods more, hoping to learn more about the things of the ancient period.
"I understand that we twelve witch gods have only one wish, and that is to hope that the witch god will lead our witch clan to glory again. ā
The candle dragon's eyes fell into memory, as if he had returned to ancient times.