Yun Feng was enjoying this good time with Ye Xi, when a person who was an uninvited guest in Yun Feng's eyes walked in slowly from the door.

Jing Mu, the master of the Great Thousand Pavilion.

Walking slowly on crutches.

Ye Xi knew Jing Mu, in front of outsiders, she was naturally uncomfortable being too close to Yun Feng, a little girl, thin-skinned, sometimes a few slightly colored teases could make her blush for a long time.

She got up, lowered her head and said with a red face: Grandpa Jing, and then remained silent and did not speak.

Jing Mu smiled kindly at Ye Xi, "Little Nizi, are you awake?"

"Grandpa Jing, I'm fine. ”

Ye Xi whispered, her voice was like a mosquito, and her eyes subconsciously glanced at Yun Feng who was lying on the sickbed, and her dark and clear eyes clearly revealed a little worry.

Jing Mu saw Ye Xi's small movements, stroked his beard and laughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, you little girl." ”

For some reason, Ye Xi's face turned even redder, she always felt that there was something else in these words, what to say.

Yun Feng was lying on the sickbed, looking at Ye Xi's face from here, the little face like a red apple simply softened Yun Feng's heart, warm, such Ye Xi is his person, he is very happy when he thinks about it, his heart is like eating honey, sweet and silky.

Jing Mu waved his hand, Ye Xi was also very bright, glanced at Yun Feng, and then left, she could see that Grandpa Jing came here, and he should have something important to talk to Yun Feng.

After Ye Xi left, only Yun Feng and Jing Mu were left in the room, but for the stranger in front of him, Yun Feng felt a little intimate in his heart, Jing Mu slowly walked to Yun Feng's sickbed, put the withered cane on one side, and sat down on the low pier in front of the sickbed.

Yun Feng was full of energy, but for some reason, out of prudence, he still pretended to be unhealed, the old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, his eyes were very vicious, and he could see Yun Feng's state at this time.

However, he saw through it and didn't say it, after sitting down, his eyes fell on Yun Feng, who gathered the futon and said a little timidly: "Hello ......"

"And pity, call me Grandpa Jing. Jing Mu spoke, and his voice revealed a bit of vicissitudes of life.

Yun Feng nodded and whispered, "Grandpa Jing, I think you are a little familiar......

As he spoke, his face changed suddenly, and he finally remembered why he felt a little intimate, because this Jing Mu was somewhat similar to the light and shadow that disappeared in the Yunfeng Spirit Sea, and suddenly, Yun Feng's eyes turned red.

Xu saw some clues, Jing Mu smiled kindly: "Junior, aren't you afraid of me when you see me?"

Yun Feng came out of the quilt a little, revealing a little neck, "Why are you afraid?"

Jing Mu stroked his beard and laughed: "They say that I am a fierce and vicious looker, and ordinary children will be scared to death when they see it. ”

These words are somewhat sad, but there is not much sadness, for these, Jing Mu has always been very open-minded, it should have been the age of holding his grandson and Hemeimei, but when he was young, he was overly addicted to rest, so that he abandoned the affairs of men and women, and when he became a great cultivator, he was already thirty or forty years old, that is, he was even more thoughtless, so he was old, and he didn't even have a grandchild, so he loved Ye Xi and other juniors very much.

Yun Feng was silent for a moment and said, "I'm not afraid. ”

The two chatted for a while, and then Jing Mu said the purpose of this trip, "You are the last hope of the world." ”

When these words came out, let alone Yun Feng, even Jing Mu himself was shocked, he didn't expect that the future of the world would be entrusted to a stinky kid.

Yun Feng's eyes widened in shock, "What did you say?"

Obviously, all this is too unreal, the huge world, the strong are like clouds, how could he hand over this seemingly very lofty saving world to him as a teenager, he is only a young man in his early twenties.

Jing Mu said: "The eighteen Chosen ones have fallen one after another, and now there are only a few of you left, I will tell you clearly now, the eighteen gods plan has failed, and now the only way is to rely on you." ”

"Rely on me, are you old and confused, or I went out without medicine and had auditory hallucinations. Yun Feng said with a look of ignorance.

If it was before, someone dared to talk to Jing Mu like this, Jing Mu would have to make that person suffer, but now, it was Yun Feng who said this, and he just smiled, and the feelings in his dark eyes did not change much.

He told all those things, including the fact that Yun Feng's body contained the purest ancestral dragon power.

It took Yun Feng a full quarter of an hour to digest these.

Unexpectedly, all these illusory things actually fell on him, the previous eighteen god plan, he was just one of them, and the feeling was not very real, until the heavy responsibility of saving the world fell on him alone, and this feeling came directly.

He is like the male protagonist in the script, there is a natural aura of the protagonist, saving the world, this special style, it sounds very powerful, and it naturally falls on the protagonist.

However, as the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility, and Yun Feng doesn't think this is a good thing.

Xu is eyes saw that Yun Feng had some worries in his eyes, and Jing Mu said softly: "The fate of hundreds of millions of living beings in the world is in your hands. ”

This concept was too ethereal, Yun Feng didn't feel it when he heard it, Jing Mu continued: "This includes your relatives, as well as the people you like. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Feng's eyebrows moved, "What should I do?"

Hearing this, Jing Mu was relieved, his hands were slammed into the seal, and the majestic spiritual power gushed out, enveloping Yun Feng's body in an instant, Yun Feng was unconscious and groggy all of a sudden, but at this time, the spiritual sea was wide open, and countless pure spiritual power poured into Yun Feng's eyebrows, and Yun Feng's realm was constantly rising.

In about half an hour, he broke through the hundred-step mark, and he was still one step away from the unreachable middle-level Spirit Emperor, but Jing Mu's face was surprisingly poor.

Yun Feng was unconscious, so naturally he didn't know what was going on in the outside world, and Yun Feng didn't know anything about Jing Mu's huge sacrifice.

This is the oldest method, that is, to want to turn one's spiritual power into the purest spiritual power into others, this kind of risk is very high, one careless is a lose-loser, but at this time, Jing Mu can't care so much, he can only take a risk.

bang

With a crisp sound, Yun Feng was promoted to a middle-level Spirit Emperor.

The majestic spiritual power poured into the veins around Yun Feng's body, and even if Yun Feng's body subconsciously did not accept it, it would be forcibly instilled.

After about an hour, Jing Mu's face was already as pale as paper, and Yun Feng's realm was only one step away from the high-level Spirit Emperor.