Qiankun Gourd

Ye Feng walked out of the cave, took a deep breath, and flew high into the sky with a light tap of his feet.

"Okay, let's go back!"

Then, it turned into a blue light and disappeared into the sky.

After returning to the Little Poison Island, Ye Feng spent three months refining three Nine-Star Spirit Bamboo Swords again.

With his current level of cultivation, it is more than enough for him to control thirteen flying swords at a time.

On this day, Ye Feng was controlling the flying sword in the sky above the Small Poison Island to practice the advanced "Green Water Sword Technique". Countless green sword lights flew towards a small hill.

Boom boom boom!

The hill was razed to the ground in an instant.

"With the Nine-Star Spirit Bamboo Sword's blessing, this set of 'Qingshui Sword Technique' is even more powerful!"

Ye Feng muttered happily to himself.

At this moment, Ye Feng's Bai family elder token began to shine.

Ye Feng waved his hand, and the token flew out and landed on his hand. He scanned the token with his spiritual sense, and the voice of the Third Elder Bai Yuechang came:

"Fellow Daoist Ye, the Mo Clan has been investigating the murder of Mo Renyi for years, and they have already suspected you.

For safety reasons, it would be better for you to leave the small drug island for a while.

The Mohist School has an old ancestor in the Nascent Soul stage, Mo Laoguai, who is extremely protective of his shortcomings. You must be more careful!"

Hearing this, Ye Feng understood what Bai Yuechang meant.

The Bai family was worried about conflicts with the Mo family. When he wanted to kill Mo Renyi, the third elder Bai Yuechang stopped him. It seemed that he had to leave this place.

The Bai family would not conflict with the Mo family or offend an old monster in the Yuanying stage just for the sake of a Jindan stage cultivator.

This is the world of cultivating immortals. People will use you when they need you, and when you bring them trouble, they will kick you away immediately.

The third elder was quite nice and told him the news in advance.

"Forget it, it's time to leave here!"

After Ye Feng finished speaking, he tidied up the cave, stepped lightly, and flew away from the Small Poison Island.

The Wanlong Sea area, covering tens of thousands of miles, is the base of the five major families. After much deliberation, Ye Feng decided to leave this area and head to Feitianxing Island in the east of Wanlong Sea.

Ye Feng flew all the way to the northeast. After flying thousands of miles, Wangcai suddenly shouted.

"Wang Wang!"

"Someone is chasing us?"

Ye Feng's spiritual sense swept behind him and saw an old man in a white robe flying towards him quickly.

Judging from the aura emanating from the old man, he is actually a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

"An old monster in the Nascent Soul stage! Could it be the ancestor of the Mo family? Old Monster Mo is chasing us."

Ye Feng felt a chill on his back.

With his current cultivation level, although he can fight against an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, he is absolutely unwilling to do so unless it is absolutely necessary.

After all, the gap in cultivation level spans a huge realm.

Thinking of this, Ye Feng's body was surrounded by flashes of white electricity, and he sped up and flew forward.

"Hmm? Want to escape? Can you escape?!"

The old man in white robe smiled coldly, with a black light flashing around him, and he quickly chased after Ye Feng.

Ye Feng's speed was already very fast, but the old man in white robe seemed to be even faster and was behind him in a moment.

"What should we do? Do we really have to fight?"

Ye Feng thought for a moment and stopped in mid-air.

He didn't run anymore. There was no point in running. He was being targeted by an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage and there was basically no possibility of escape. He should conserve his strength and fight this old guy. If that didn't work, he could just run away.

Five hundred miles, three hundred miles, one hundred miles, in the blink of an eye, the old man in white robe came behind Ye Feng.

"Greetings, Senior! I don't know your name, but why are you chasing after me?"

Ye Feng turned around and bowed slightly to the old man.

"I might as well tell you, I am the ancestor of the Mo family, also known as Old Monster Mo! You are Ye Feng, right?"

"I am that?"

"Let me ask you, did you kill my nephew Mo Renyi?"

"Mo Renyi? Fellow Daoist Mo! What happened to him? I do have some grudges against him, but I haven't seen him for many years!"

"Why, you don't know? He was killed by his enemies!"

"Oh, there is such a thing, I didn't know it!"

"Hey, how long are you going to pretend?"

“Senior, I have just entered the middle stage of Jindan, and Fellow Daoist Mo is a great cultivator in the late stage of Jindan. How can I be his opponent?

He must have been killed by a cultivator at the late Jindan stage or above!"

Upon hearing this, Old Monster Mo took a look at Ye Feng and found that the aura of Ye Feng was indeed that he had just advanced to the middle stage of Jindan. If that was the case, it would be impossible for Ye Feng to kill Mo Renyi.

However, knowing who he is, Old Monster Mo will never let go of someone he has set his sights on.

"Well, what you said does make sense! Since you didn't kill my nephew, you can go now!"

When Ye Feng heard this, he did not feel happy, but became very alert.

How could it be possible that he would let me go just like that? Ye Feng thought to himself.

"Thank you very much, senior!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

The moment he turned around, the old monster attacked.

A huge black hand behind him punched Ye Feng with lightning speed.

Ye Feng was well prepared. With a flash of light, he dodged the attack.

"Senior, what do you mean?" Ye Feng looked at Old Monster Mo coldly.

"Hehe! Whether you killed my nephew or not, you will be buried with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, the big black hand punched Ye Feng again.

Ye Feng was not to be outdone. He made a hand gesture and activated the Nine Seas Primordial Technique. A blue hand suddenly flew out from the sea and punched the black hand.

The blue hand and the black hand collided with each other at the same time, and a loud roar was heard.

Ye Feng felt a huge force coming, his body trembled slightly, and he flew backwards several feet.

And Old Monster Mo also felt a powerful force, and he involuntarily retreated several steps.

"Hmm? How come this kid's magic power is so strong? The several late Jindan and middle Jindan cultivators I killed before were not as powerful as this kid.

It seems that Renyi really died at this man’s hands.”

The power of Ye Feng's attack was so strong that Old Monster Mo was convinced that Mo Renyi died at Ye Feng's hands.

"Hehe! You've finally revealed your true identity, you little brat. You're the one who killed my nephew!"

Ye Feng did not expect that this attack would expose himself, but it didn't matter. The opponent was determined to kill him. How could he possibly block this attack without using all his strength?

The opponent is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage with extraordinary strength.

"So what! He ambushed me first, so should I just surrender?"

Ye Feng said expressionlessly.

"Okay, very good, you finally admitted it!"

After Monster Mo finished speaking, he made a hand gesture and the black hand grew several times larger again, smashing towards Ye Feng with greatly increased power.

Ye Feng once again activated the Nine Seas Primordial Power in his body, and a blue fist emerged from the sea and attacked the black fist.

There was a loud bang! Waves of air were raised and spread out in all directions.

Ye Feng's body became unstable and he flew backwards again.

"The old monster in the Nascent Soul stage is really powerful. I really can't resist him!"

Ye Feng's forehead was covered with sweat and he stared at the other person with wide eyes.

"I wonder how long you can hold out!"