Ye Feng smiled and said, "In fact, everyone has a different understanding of the world of immortality. Things recorded in the past may not be true. I have a reliable source of information. I would rather believe it than not. I will go and find out first, and report to you two if I have any news."
Mr. Mo Da stroked his white beard and kept thinking: "It's not that I don't believe you, Brother Ye, but we don't have any records of the Immortality Flower in Fangcun Mountain. But I can send disciples to Shennong Ridge and ask them to go to Shenlong Peak first to see if there is such an Immortality Flower in bloom."
Ye Feng smiled: "I have my own decision on this matter. The mountain is high and the road is long, and it is dark. It is better for me to go than to send disciples. You also know that I have a flying sword. No matter you are on a strange mountain or an island in the sea, my flying sword is faster than a rocket."
Seeing that Ye Feng was very confident, Mr. Mo Da and Du Zhong clasped their hands together and said, "Brother Ye, I wish you good luck."
Ye Feng said goodbye to Jiang Yixue: "I am going to Shennongling to investigate the terrain. Tomorrow morning, I will come back to take you, Yuxin, Lanling and Lu Qingqing to Shennongling. You wait for me here."
"Brother Ye, you have to be careful. Shennong Ridge is a dangerous mountain with many ferocious beasts."
Ye Feng pinched Jiang Yixue's pink face and said, "I'm not afraid of these. No matter how dangerous the mountain is, I can climb it. No matter how fierce the beast is, I can kill it with one sword. Don't worry about me."
Ye Feng came to the rooftop of the hotel. The evening breeze was cool, blowing on the corner of his windbreaker. A ray of sword light flashed from his palm. The sword light became brighter and brighter, rushing towards his whole body, wrapping Ye Feng heavily in the sword light.
The sword light shot straight into the sky, like a meteor, cutting through the night sky and flying towards the Shenlong Peak of Shennong Ridge in the distance.
Ye Feng landed on the top of the mountain, his thoughts extending to the surrounding mountains and forests. He had heard from Lin Xiong that the blooming and withering of the immortal flower was also very short, just like a flash in the pan.
Shennongling is a very quiet place. The mountain breeze brings bursts of spiritual energy, and the moonlight pours down on the mountains and forests, as if covering them with a layer of silver coat.
A layer of fog floated in the mountains and forests, rising slowly and filling the entire mountain.
Ye Feng descended from the top of the mountain and searched slowly among the forests. His thoughts were like flowing clouds and water, passing through the forests, flying with the night birds and dancing with the mountain wind.
Soon, he found a blue and white mountain flower halfway up the back mountain. That should be the immortal flower that Lin Xiong mentioned.
Ye Feng walked gently among the mountain flowers, and a faint fragrance came to his face, so strong and fragrant that Ye Feng felt a little uncomfortable. Could this be the scent of the immortal flower
Squatting down and checking the leaves and flowers, Ye Feng felt that this was just an ordinary mountain flower. Picking up a flower from the soil, Ye Feng was surprised to find that these blue and white mountain flowers had no roots at all.
They are inserted into the soil.
Ye Feng thought to himself, "Oh no! I've fallen into a trap. Lin Xiong actually dared to lie to me. Doesn't this guy want to live? He dares to use fake flowers to impersonate the immortal flower."
Figures flashed around, and Yue Zhuoqun's cold laughter came: "Master Ye, it's the middle of the night, you are not holding a celebration banquet, why are you running to Shennong Ridge?"
Ye Feng immediately understood that this was Yue Zhuoqun's doing. He used Lin Xiong to deceive him and set a trap.
Ye Feng sneered: "Yue Zhuoqun, do you think you can kill me by setting a trap?"
Yue Zhuoqun held a sword in his left hand. Beside him stood Elder Wei and two white-haired old men. They exuded a powerful aura and were probably masters of the elders' generation.
Elder Wei sneered and said, "Ye Feng, I know you are powerful, but we in Taiyi Sect are irreconcilable with you. Maybe our formation can't stop you or kill you, but as long as we can trap you, that's enough."
Boom, the earth shook.
Within a radius of two hundred meters around Ye Feng, dozens of huge stone pillars rose up, like long swords piercing upside down into the sky. Powerful auras swirled around the stone pillars like a howling gale.
The sky was dark, blocking out the moonlight, and the world was filled with the howling of ghosts and wolves.
Ye Feng felt a huge pressure, and countless invisible energy forces, like raging waves, surged from all directions, causing flying sand and rocks.
He immediately activated his divine power throughout his body, exhaled and shouted, his fists suddenly grew several times larger, and he threw out eighteen punches in one breath, each of which was the first surge of the Thai King's four strikes.
Ye Feng’s punches were like five layers of waves, with overlapping punches that were like surging waves, pushing back the powerful energy that was attacking him.
Halfway up the back mountain, dark clouds were rolling. In the formation formed by more than a dozen huge rocks, air waves were surging, and strong energy was colliding, causing bursts of thunder and splashing soil and sand everywhere.
Yue Zhuoqun, Elder Wei and two other elders of Taiyi Sect stood at the four corners of the stone formation, each waving his sword rapidly.
Following the energy, there were sharp sword lights, like lightning, which cut through the rolling dark clouds, pierced through the night sky, and rushed towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng felt the sword energy approaching him, and the flying sword in his hand immediately danced into a sword curtain all over his body.
Ding-dang-dang, the sound of metal clashing was endless. Inside the Stonehenge, the dirt and sand were lifted into the air by the sharp sword energy, leaving traces on the surface that looked like they had been shoveled.
While Ye Feng was resisting the sword energy coming from all directions and fighting back the surging qi, he was secretly wondering what kind of formation this was and what its weaknesses were.
He found that his flying sword and punches hit the boulder and did not hit the opponent.
In the turbulent fog, although the sharp sword energy and powerful qi seemed to attack from all directions, in fact, he felt that there were four directions in total, but they kept changing their positions, making it impossible for him to judge the specific location.
Ye Feng felt that there was one place where the Qi seemed a little weak. Needless to say, that was Yue Zhuoqun's position. He was missing an arm, and among the three elders of Elder Wei, his internal strength was relatively weak.
The other three energies were obviously the three elders represented by Elder Wei.
Although Ye Feng couldn't name this formation, he knew its function very well.
This formation used huge rocks to block Ye Feng's counterattack. Yue Zhuoqun and the three elders attacked from the four directions, which increased their attack power exponentially. There was also a certain order of change, which made it impossible for Ye Feng to accurately find their position and fight back.
Moreover, Ye Feng felt that no matter which direction he attacked, he seemed to have thousands of strands of feminine energy that weakened his attack.
The flying sword was extremely sharp, and the sword light surged, but under the endless feminine energy, the sword energy was blocked, and when it hit the boulder, it disappeared into thin air.
Ye Feng thought to himself that Yue Zhuoqun was really vicious and had gone to great lengths to design such a formation to trick Ye Feng into.
He secretly reminded himself not to rely too much on brute force attacks and to find a way to break the formation, otherwise he would only consume his own divine power and give the opponent an opportunity to take advantage.