He has lived at such an age, let alone such ugly words, even a little bit of impoliteness, he has hardly heard of them.
This is the unexpected thing for the person sitting in his position. A monk in the Nirvana Realm actually said that he was an ant, so crazy!
"The two of you haven't taken anyone away yet, do you want to go to the realm of sentient beings again?" At this moment, Chen Feng suddenly spoke with a flat voice, but he directly stunned Sect Master Xuan Lei, making him a little scared to put away and kill. meaning.
"I don't want to care about these juniors, it is detrimental to my identity. All the cultivators of the Sky Lei Sect, go with me!" Sect Master Xuan Lei found himself a step down, and then hurriedly led people away.
"Your Excellency, if you have time, you can sit in the Shenyin Pavilion, and I will definitely be entertained." Zhou Rong said this to Jiang Feng before leaving, with profound implications.
"No!" Jiang Feng didn't give a good face. Everyone knew the purpose of the other party's coming here. Now they want to invite him to the Shenyin Pavilion again. It's weird if there is no conspiracy.
Zhou Rong showed a trace of embarrassment, but didn't say much, and then led someone away.
They all wanted the earthen pot that Jiang Feng had obtained, but that earthen pot had already been obtained by Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng was protected by the god of transformation. For the time being, it was impossible to snatch it over. They had to leave and pay close attention to it later.
After the Tianlei Sect and the monks of the Shenyin Pavilion had left, only the Huashenshan and the undead monks were left here.
The patriarch of the undead clan brought a group of people, walking towards Jiang Feng with great enthusiasm, and asked excitedly: "Brother Jiang, have you sealed the clay pot
"En." Jiang Feng nodded.
Oh my god! The patriarch of the undead clan was shocked. The clay pot that Feng Bo ancestor did not cover was succeeded by Jiang Feng. It seems that the prophecy made by the heroine female emperor 80,000 years ago is really useful.
"Is the clay pot on you?" The undead clan chief asked again, with a look of expectation on his face.
"Yes!" Jiang Feng nodded again, nothing to hide.
"Have you ever seen the ancient scriptures carved on the clay pot?" the patriarch of the undead clan asked.
"It's all different texts, I don't understand. When I look back, I can rub a copy for you. As for this clay pot, I can also give it to you, but I don't know if you can control it." Jiang Feng said straightforwardly, after all The clay pot is under the protection of the undead clan.
"Can I take a look?" said the patriarch of the undead clan, without directly saying whether he wanted a clay pot.
Jiang Feng was very straightforward and took out the clay pot directly, and a terrible air immediately spread.
The monk from Lianhua Shenshan also approached at this moment to watch.
The half-meter long earthen jar is dark in its entirety and is made of hardened soil. It has pits and pits on it. If you only look at the shape and materials, it is difficult to associate with any treasure, but the breath that erupts on it is surprisingly amazing. Kind of a sense of destruction.
The patriarch of the undead clan stretched out his hand, trying to touch the earthen jar, Jiang Feng immediately stopped and said, "Don't touch it!"
"Why?" the patriarch of the undead clan asked strangely.
"Come on, you will die!"
At this moment, an old voice suddenly floated out of nothingness, making everyone's expressions condensed, and after a blink of an eye, I saw a emptiness figure slowly emerging.
"Ancestor Feng Bo!" The patriarch of the undead clan shouted excitedly when he saw this figure. The other monks were also shocked and bowed decisively.
"Old ancestor Bo!" Jiang Feng's pupils condensed, and when he looked at the other party, he saw the figure that emerged, an old man, dressed in ancient robes, and his appearance was the same as the mysterious old man he had seen on the top of the mountain before. Exactly the same.
Not long ago, Jiang Feng suspected that it was the mysterious old man when the undead tribe learned of Feng Bo's ancestor, and he has confirmed it now.
"Don't be so restrained, I'm just here to take a look." Old Ancestor Feng Bo said to a group of people, his tone was old but kind, the aura flowing on his body was very strange, sometimes absent, like a ghost.
"Ancestor, you suddenly appeared, but what's the matter?" the patriarch of the undead clan asked.
"It's okay. I just want to thank this little brother for successfully sealing the source of destruction. In addition, I also want to make a decision, this clay pot, you should master it in the future. Back then, the fairy emperor should have been the place of materialization. Who is the person who came, that’s why the earthen jar was left behind. In other words, you should take the earthen jar away. Our undead people only keep it for you. Moreover, this earthen jar is extremely terrifying. No one should be able to master it." Feng Bo said in a clear voice.
The elders showed a look of surprise in their eyes, quietly glanced at Chen Feng, and whispered: "Teacher, can you master this clay pot?"
It's not that the elders wanted them to have clay pots in Huashenshan, but the ancestor Feng Bo said that besides Jiang Feng, no one at the scene could master the clay pots, which made him very surprised.
"Maybe not." Chen Feng said calmly. He didn't say maybe, but maybe not. This was enough to tell that he was not sure.
However, even with the slightest certainty, Chen Feng would not make a move. Jiang Feng had already obtained the clay pot, and he could not snatch it.
The elders were secretly surprised, and did not dare to ask any more, everything was arranged by the ancestor.
"We have no objection." The undead clan chief said respectfully.
"That's it, but I still have a request, I hope Young Master Jiang Feng can agree." Feng Bo said.
"Senior, please." Jiang Feng also has respect for ancestor Feng Bo. Although a few days ago, he tried to kill ancestor Feng Bo, but it was a misunderstanding. The other party should have not noticed it, otherwise. Embarrassed.
"The undead race has been on the Death Star for so many years, and never left, in order to protect the source of destruction. Now you have the source of destruction. Most of our undead race will not be on the Death Star anymore. No matter where we are in the future, hope One day, when the undead clan is in danger, Young Master Jiang Feng can help. Of course, if you don’t want to, I won’t say anything, just consider it a good bond.” Feng Bo ancestor Said.
Jiang Feng didn't expect that the local request was actually this. He thought it was a difficult thing to accomplish. It was just that he could help the undead race in the future. There was nothing unacceptable.
"If I have that strength, I won't stand by." Jiang Feng said directly without thinking.
"Thank you very much, then." Feng Bo's ancestor finished speaking and was about to leave.
"Have you ever practiced the technique of melting soul into emptiness?" Chen Feng asked suddenly.
"Almost, my body is destroyed, only a ray of soul remains. With the help of death, I can cultivate a kind of ancient scripture, which can make myself true and illusory." Feng Bo said truthfully. ()