The current Ye Feng was worried that he was not cultivating enough, and he didn't have a Heavenly Spirit Stone, so he couldn't activate the cross-border teleportation array.

However, now, at this Tianzhu Zen Conference, what was about to be discussed was something that could cross the boundary to another realm, which made Ye Feng extremely glad in his heart, this trip was really the right one.

Although I don't know what the boundary-breaking thing is, listening to the tone of the Zen master, it seems that he attaches great importance to it.

Even, this time the Zen conference was not open to the public, and even some ordinary disciples of Huanxi Zen were not qualified to participate. In the past, Zen conferences were always used to go as long as they wanted, and of course, the premise was that they belonged to the disciples of Zen Buddhism.

Those who came to participate in the Zen conference were all Zen masters who had cultivated deeply and were extremely influential in the Tianzhu cultivation world.

Perhaps because they all belong to the same Zen sect, Huanxi Zen invites other Zen people to come over and discuss the matter of breaking the boundary.

From Posha's translation, Ye Feng learned that the key to Zen Buddhism's desire to obtain the thing that broke the boundary this time was in a person, that person was called Wenlu Zen Master, who was now closely guarded and locked up somewhere in Huanxi Zen Buddhism.

Ye Feng had never heard of this person's name, and neither did Poshe.

In Joy Zen, this matter is considered a secret within a secret.

A cold night is coming.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere wafting throughout the valley where the Zen Buddhism was located, and many women were brought in to serve the distinguished guests who came to the Zen conference.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Feng quietly slipped out of the room.

If someone comes to ask, Po She will tell the other party that Ye Feng is running to the toilet.

And his actual purpose is to thoroughly explore the entire territory of Huanxi Zen Buddhism. Because of the presence of divine consciousness, it doesn't take too long, and you just have to walk around all over again.

If the purpose of coming to Tianzhu this time can be achieved, Ye Feng doesn't even need to wait until tomorrow, he can leave this place overnight.

After going around the entire Huanxi Zen Sect, Ye Feng did not find any suspicious places, only a pagoda where many monks were imprisoned.

After thinking about it for a while, he came to the periphery of this pagoda, and the Swift Shadow Fairy Wizard sneaked into it with a few clicks.

This pagoda was guarded by many cultivators with advanced cultivation, but none of them noticed Ye Feng's invasion.

"Master Withered Branch, Master Wenlu, I don't know if Lu Dao can find one of the ......"

Ye Feng thought in his heart, and floated up the stairs lightly.

In this pagoda, there is a monk or other cultivators on each floor, and some of them are not low. Even on the mahogany staircase, you will see many Huanxi Zen disciples patrolling back and forth, and they are extremely closely guarded.

Ye Feng couldn't recognize who was being imprisoned on which floor, Master Withered Branches and Zen Master Wenlu, he hadn't seen any of them, and it was quite troublesome to find.

Soon, however, he found himself overly worried.

Because the entire stupa, a total of eighteen floors, imprisoned nine monks, only one of whom was in the appearance of a Chinese person, and the rest were all Tianzhu monks.

Ye Feng is invisible, hidden on the eighteenth floor of the pagoda, the top floor.

At a glance, on the top floor was a Chinese monk in his fifties, who was closing his eyes and recuperating, while outside the detention room were two old monks who had cultivated for a hundred years.

This guard power is much more powerful than those floors below.

"Master Withered Branch?"

Ye Feng was a little suspicious, and through the wall, he cast a wonderful immortal sound on the Chinese monks in the room.

In Tang Xuefeng's story, Master Withered Branches was an old man twenty years ago, and his cultivation was far deeper than Tang Xuefeng's. And the Chinese monk in front of him, his divine sense detected that his cultivation had only been about a hundred years.

A cultivator's appearance may become younger because of his profound cultivation, but this cultivation is rarely regressive, or he has to abolish his cultivation.

This is also unlikely.

Therefore, it is very unlikely that the Huaguo monk in front of him is the master of withered branches, but Ye Feng still asked out loud, in order to see the other party's reaction.

As soon as he heard Ye Feng's eight-word question, the Huaguo monk in the room suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were soft, and he was deep but tenacious, full of energy.

The monk's eyes looked at the door of the room with some doubts, but he saw that the two old monks guarding him did not open their eyes, obviously not the two old monks were calling him.

Moreover, the two old monks did not notice the sound just now.

Who is it?

The Huaguo monk was a little confused.

"I'm here to save you, if you're one of the Wenlu Zen Masters or the Withered Branches Master, please nod. ”

Ye Feng's spiritual immortal voice continued to come out.

This time, the Huaguo monk could be sure that he was not hallucinating, but that someone was indeed talking to him, and the voice came directly into his ears.

It's just that the other party seems to be very young when listening to the voice, and at this age, he can use the method of sound transmission, which is also incredible, right?

The most important thing is that Ye Feng used Mandarin in Huaguo, which made the monk feel cordial all of a sudden.

Slowly, the monk nodded.

In the next moment.

Whew!

The faint blue sword light suddenly flashed, Taiji Void Sword!

Monk Huaguo's eyes lit up, and then he saw that the two old monks who had cultivated deeply who were originally guarding him had no ability to resist and their throats were cut by a series of sword lights, and fresh blood sprayed out.

Immediately after, the bright white fire flashed, and the extremely hot fireball silently burned the two corpses, leaving not even the slag behind.

A strong man who has cultivated for a hundred years is just a scum in Ye Feng's eyes now.

Then, Ye Feng's figure in a black shirt appeared at the door of the room, and he looked at the Huaguo monk in the room from more than ten meters away, still holding the dark blue sword in his hand.

When the Huaguo monk saw Ye Feng's figure appear like a ghost, he couldn't help but be a little surprised, and couldn't help but stand up.

He never imagined that he was being held in the most heavily guarded place in the Tianzhu Zen Sect, and someone would come to save him!

"Dare to ask, are you a Zen master of Wenlu?"

Ye Feng looked at the other party, and asked in a mysterious immortal voice.

"It's the old man. ”

Monk Huaguo nodded slowly, looking at Ye Feng with a slight frown: "I don't know who the little brother is, who is the teacher?"

"I'm from Huaguo, and I'm looking for Master Withered Branches. ”

Ye Feng said, and took out a piece of red robe found in Putuo Mountain: "Because someone told me that this is something of Huanxi Zen Buddhism, so come and have a look." ”

"Alas. ”

Wenlu Zen Master sighed, his eyes full of vicissitudes: "That's Lao Gu's master, who was exiled here ten years ago, and now his soul has returned to Bliss......"

Master Withered is dead!

Ye Feng was stunned, he didn't expect that this Wenlu Zen Master turned out to be a disciple of Master Withered Branch.