Qiankun Gourd

"My three fellow Taoists, I have something else to do, so I will return to the sect first!"

The three of them heard Ye Feng's voice.

"Well, since Fellow Daoist Ye has something to do, we won't keep him to celebrate. All disciples should withdraw!"

Ying Kun led everyone to evacuate the place.

After this battle, the relationship between the True Night Clan and the True Eagle Clan became closer, and the True Bear Clan did not dare to despise the True Eagle Clan and expressed their willingness to make peace with them.

As a result, several major ethnic groups ushered in long-awaited peace.

Ye Feng continued to retreat to refine the true spiritual blood in his body.

Ten years later, the true spirit blood in his body had been completely refined. He originally thought that refining the remaining true spirit blood would allow him to enter the middle stage of refining emptiness, but imagination is rich and reality is cruel.

If it were other people, they might be able to cultivate from the early stage of refining emptiness to the middle stage of refining emptiness by taking a bottle of true spirit blood. However, one bottle of true spirit blood is not enough for Ye Feng. If he wants to enter the middle stage of refining emptiness, he must take a bottle.

However, the old man said that only when one reaches the middle stage of the Refining Void Realm could he be given the second bottle. Now his cultivation is only at the peak of the early stage of the Refining Void Realm. It seems that he can only think of other ways.

Ye Feng shook his head helplessly.

"Junior brother, good news, good news!"

Elder Nighthawk's voice suddenly came from outside the cave.

When Ye Feng heard the voice, he waved his robe sleeves, the stone door of the cave opened, and Elder Nighthawk walked in.

"Brother, what's the good news that makes you so happy? Come and sit down, tell me!"

Ye Feng waved his hand, motioning Elder Nighthawk to sit down.

Elder Nighthawk sat next to Ye Feng and said happily again: "The True Spirit Realm of our True Spirit Clan is about to open!"

"The True Spirit Realm? Why have I never heard of it before, Senior Brother? What kind of place is that?"

Ye Feng asked curiously.

“Junior brother, you have not been in our clan for long, so naturally you don’t know what this place is.

The True Spirit Realm is actually an ancient battlefield where our True Spirit Clan fought against the Demon Clan. Millions of years ago, our ancestor died there.

Not only our ancestors, but also the ancestors of many ethnic groups died in it. There are not only many rare treasures, but also many relics or treasures left by the ancestors.

In order to help my True Spirit Clan improve its strength, this place is only opened once every thousand years.

"

Elder Nighthawk explained to Ye Feng carefully.

"There is such a great place! Brother, when will this place be opened?"

Ye Feng asked again.

"I heard it'll be a month later!"

Elder Nighthawk said.

"Thank you, Brother! I must visit such a wonderful place!"

Ye Feng had encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation, so it wouldn't hurt to take a trip. Maybe he could gain something unexpected.

"Junior brother, there is a good thing called spiritual fruit in there, please bring one back when the time comes!"

Elder Nighthawk said with a smile.

"Brother, aren't you going?"

Ye Feng asked.

"Hey! With all my magic power, I can't even think about killing the devil. It's a good thing if I don't get killed by the devil!"

"I'm old now, and I don't want to fight anymore. I'll just live one day at a time. Thanks for the trouble, Junior Brother!"

Elder Nighthawk waved his hand and said,

"By the way, I found you a map of the True Spirit Realm. I hope it will be useful to you."

Elder Nighthawk waved his sleeves and a jade slip flew out.

"Junior brother, I'm counting on you!"

After Elder Nighthawk finished speaking, he walked out of the cave.

"Don't worry, brother. I will definitely bring it back for you!"

"Thank you so much, junior brother!"

Ye Feng waved his hand and the jade slip flew in front of him, then his spiritual sense swept into the jade slip.

Then a map appeared in his mind.

There are three main battlefields marked on the map, namely the northern battlefield, the central battlefield and the southern battlefield.

Dozens of landmark locations are marked in the east-west direction, including mountains, rivers, swamps, buildings, and valleys.

After Ye Feng memorized these places in his mind, he put away the jade slip and washed it.

In the following period of time, Ye Feng began to carefully prepare the things needed to go to the True Spirit Realm, such as elixirs, formation plates, formation flags, etc.

Time flies, and a month passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, many people wanted to invite Ye Feng to go with them, but he rejected them all.

He was used to acting alone. There were many things to do when there were many people around, and he had to take care of this and that, which was very troublesome. It would be better for him to change his identity and go by himself. He could kill if he wanted to, rob if he wanted to, and escape if he wanted to. It would be very unpleasant.

Ye Feng greeted Elder Nighthawk and then turned into a beam of light and flew away from the True Night Clan.

After flying thousands of miles, Ye Feng put on a mask and transformed into a different appearance.

Afterwards, he summoned the Qingluan Flying Boat and continued his journey, and went into the cabin to practice the second level of Taixuan Gong.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but a young man’s voice suddenly came into Ye Feng’s ears.

"Fellow Daoist, I was in a hurry and didn't bring any flying treasures with me. Could you please give me some convenience?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng released his spiritual sense and discovered a young monk in a red robe standing outside the cabin door. The aura emanating from this young monk was quite strong, and he actually had the cultivation level of the late stage of the Refinement Realm.

"Haha! Please come into the warehouse for a while!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly and said.

The young man agreed, walked into the cabin and sat aside.

"I am Yan Zheng from the True Fire Clan. May I know your name, fellow Taoist?"

Yan Zheng clasped his fists and bowed slightly and asked.

"I am Han Ying, a first-level casual cultivator of the True Eagle Clan!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists and returned the greeting.

“It turns out to be Brother Han Daoyou who has been away for a long time!”

"Fellow Daoist Han, are you going to the True Spirit Realm?"

"Yes, I am officially heading to the True Spirit Realm!"

"Great! I am also going to the True Spirit Realm! I will need your help this time, Fellow Daoist Han!"

"You're welcome, Brother Yan. Please have some tea!"

The two had a pleasant conversation, drinking tea while communicating.

Afterwards, they exchanged their experiences on practicing fire-attributed techniques.

The Heavenly Fire Divine Art that Yan Zheng practiced was extremely powerful, even more powerful than the Burning Fire True Mysterious Art that Ye Feng practiced. After the two of them had an exchange, Ye Feng benefited a lot.

Yan Zheng waved his hand and a small fireball flew out.

"This Heavenly Fire of mine is not refined from the mana in my body, but is transformed by borrowing the power of heaven and earth. Its power is quite impressive."

The flying boat stopped in mid-air. Yan Zheng and Ye Feng walked out of the cabin. Yan Zheng threw the flame in his hand toward a mountain below.

With a loud bang, a tall mountain below instantly turned into flames, and the entire mountain was burned to ashes.

Ye Feng was shocked when he saw it. The power was comparable to the Galaxy Sword he practiced, which also borrowed the power of heaven and earth.

However, the Galaxy Sword consumes a lot of mana, but the opponent's Sky Fire doesn't seem to consume much mana.

Yan Zheng remained calm at this time, as if he was just playing.