Ling Feng looked at the back of the Feather Immortal, but he couldn't say what he wanted to say in his heart, Ling Feng thought that his Dao Heart was strong enough now, but it was still so unbearable in front of the Feather Immortal, the other party didn't even look at him, just the invisible momentum emanating from his body made Ling Feng speechless.

However, to Ling Feng's surprise this time, the Feather Immortal turned around slowly, his every move seemed to affect the heavens and the earth, a white robe and the seven-colored sky were staggered and looked extremely commensurate, the Feather Immortal slowly turned around, this was also the first time Ling Feng saw the true face of his mysterious master, but what made Ling Feng stunned was that the appearance of the Feather Immortal was four or five points similar to Ling Feng, except for the kind of momentum that was different from the world, the seven-colored pupils, the handsome and chic face, indifferently saw through the expression of heaven and earth, just like Ling Feng in his twenties, it was not so much Ling Feng's master, but rather father and son, so that Ling Feng really didn't know what to say for a while。

"Is it because of the seven-colored spirit bead?" Ling Feng could only find this more reliable guess, all his changes started when Liu Daotian gave him the seven-colored spirit bead, maybe he had actually been changed by the seven-colored spirit bead, but he never realized it, now thinking about it, it was really a little chilling.

Feather Immortal's gaze slowly drooped, the seven-colored pupils looked down on the heavens and the earth, the king came, Ling Feng was like a commoner who went to meet the emperor, he didn't even dare to raise his head, just glanced at it slightly, saw the true face of the Feather Immortal, and then was oppressed by that power and lowered his head, and it was also a kind of surrender from the heart, this is the gap in absolute strength, in the face of Feather Immortal, no matter how tenacious Ren Ling Feng's Dao heart is, it is also useless.

Feather Immortal looked down at Ling Feng, and actually chuckled, the imperial aura on his body quickly converged, Ling Feng felt that a force that oppressed him disappeared, and subconsciously raised his head, seeing Feather Immortal at this time, he gave Ling Feng a shock.

The Feather Immortal who had restrained the emperor's aura was like an elegant mortal scholar, but that indifferent expression, like the calmness of easily facing ten thousand calamities, could not be concealed, although the power was gone, but Ling Feng still remembered the momentum of the king in his heart, and he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so he bowed down and saluted: "Disciple to meet the master." "

In fact, for his own master, Ling Feng is still quite squeezed in his heart, as a master, the Feather Immortal can be said to be extremely unqualified, just leaving a sentence to worship me as a teacher and becoming a hands-off shopkeeper, without giving Ling Feng any help, even inferior to the Xuanji Daoist who he has never met in person, although Ling Feng himself also knows that his biggest reliance, the Chaos Body, is given by the Feather Immortal, but there is still some acceptance in his heart.

"In more than a year, you have crossed the threshold of entering the Dao, and you have such achievements in the formation, you are very good, even beyond my expectations, and you are qualified to become my disciple. Feather Immortal's voice was flat, and when he lost that imperial aura, he really spoke like a teacher in the mortal world, talking to his students again.

However, what caught Ling Feng's attention was not the tone of his speech, but the content of the words, more than a year? Feather Immortal actually knew that it had taken him more than a year to step into the Dao realm? Ling Feng originally thought that Feather Immortal was just like a mysterious Daoist, his true body had been dead for an unknown number of years, leaving only a trace of damaged Yuan Shen, who could not perceive things in the outside world at all, but Feather Immortal's words now had broken Ling Feng's common sense.

Yuhua Immortal's voice is still flat, flat and suffocating, as if nothing in the world can make him frightened, even if the heaven and earth are destroyed, he can still be indifferent: "You don't have to be surprised, I know what you think in your heart, I know that you think that I am not qualified as a master, and I think so myself, when I was alive, I never accepted a disciple, you can be said to be my first disciple, but my true body has long been destroyed, and now there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, stored in this chaotic Dao bead, I am also helpless." "

Ling Feng's face turned red when he heard this, the other party he was thinking about in his heart knew it, which made Ling Feng really don't know what to say, and the words of the Feather Immortal shocked Ling Feng even more, the real body had already fallen, only a wisp of remnant soul remained, not even the Yuan Shen, he could still observe his every move, and he also had the ability to build this big world, this kind of cultivation Ling Feng couldn't even think about it, when the other party was still alive, the cultivation was very earth-shattering, I am afraid that even the legendary saint was far from being able to compare with it.

Feather Immortal observed Ling Feng's every move, and seeing Ling Feng's somewhat panicked appearance and shocked expression, Feather Immortal actually hooked a smile on the corner of his mouth, and said: " You are enough to shock me, as an acquired chaos immortal body, you can step into the Dao realm in such a fast time, although it is because of the assistance of the formation path, but you can achieve something in the formation path, that is also your ability, I used to be a little interested in the formation of the formation, but my talent in this area is really not good, the formation stagnated after reaching the level of a saint, and finally had to give up. "

Feather Immortal's words can always bring shock to Ling Feng, Ling Feng hasn't had time to understand what the acquired chaos immortal body is, Feather Immortal's words shook Ling Feng's body again, if it weren't for a mysterious force holding Ling Feng up and standing above the void, Ling Feng would probably have fallen to the boundless continent below, and he didn't have any talent in the formation? Ling Feng really wanted to directly explode a foul word, it was really more popular than a person, he had no talent, and his formation had reached the level of a saint, if the Xuanji Dao was alive, he would probably be directly angry by the words of the Feather Immortal, Ling Feng was also a little broken, he thought that he was also talented in the formation path, but now he is okay, his talent may not be as good as the so-called "talent is not good!" , I don't know what the Feather Immortal meant to say such a thing, Ling Feng originally thought that the Feather Immortal was a serious, unsmiling person like an emperor, it seemed that now Ling Feng was going to change his impression of his master again.

Feather Immortal, on the other hand, was blind to Ling Feng's near-collapse reaction, he quite liked this feeling, the last time he experienced this feeling seemed to be ten thousand years ago......

The Feather Immortal actually fell into a state of reminiscence, but Ling Feng was still in a state of collapse at this time, and he didn't notice the changes in the Feather Immortal at all, and when Ling Feng came back to his senses, the Feather Immortal had already recovered to his original state, his face was indifferent, and he said slowly to this Ling Feng......