Qiankun Gourd

"this..."

Mu Qiang was a little hesitant.

Ye Feng looked at Mu Qiang, a blue light flashed in his eyes, and an invisible spiritual power swept towards Mu Qiang.

Mu Qiang's spirit trembled slightly, and his body involuntarily retreated several steps. Sweat suddenly flowed on his forehead, and his heart was beating wildly. He was so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

"Senior, please calm down. Senior, please calm down! Please go to the sect gate and rest. I will notify the second elder now!"

Mu Qiang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully.

"Ok!"

Ye Feng nodded slightly.

"lead the way!"

"Yes Yes!"

Mu Qiang quickly agreed and brought Ye Feng to the Zhenmu clan's hall of elders.

Mu Qiang ordered his men to serve spiritual tea and fruits to entertain Ye Feng, and then he took out the token to transmit his message.

About a cup of tea later, an old man in a white robe and green hair walked into the hall.

"I am Mu Hun, the second elder of the Zhenmu Clan. Nice to meet you, Fellow Daoist Ye! I wonder what business Fellow Daoist Ye has in my clan?"

Mu Hun walked into the hall and swept his spiritual sense towards Ye Feng. Seeing that Ye Feng was a cultivator in the early stage of fusion, he smiled slightly.

When Ye Feng saw the person coming, he scanned with his spiritual sense and found that this Wood Soul had the cultivation level of the middle stage of the fusion.

"Fellow Daoist Mu Hun, it's been a long time since we last met! I came here this time to borrow something!"

Ye Feng smiled slightly.

"I don't know, what does Fellow Daoist Ye want to borrow?"

Muhun asked.

"True Spirit Divine Tree!"

Ye Feng spoke straight to the point.

"True Spirit Divine Tree? Haha, Brother Ye, you must be joking. This True Spirit Divine Tree is the most precious treasure of our clan. How can we lend it to others?"

Mu Hun's face darkened slightly when he heard this.

"Fellow Daoist Muhun, I only need a sacred tree that is one foot long!"

Ye Feng said again.

"Humph! Fellow Daoist Ye, you'd better give up on this idea. I won't give away even an inch of my True Spirit Clan's sacred tree to anyone else!"

Mu Hun waved his sleeves and spoke in a cold and unceremonious voice.

"Today, I must obtain the True Spirit Divine Tree. If you refuse to give it to me, I can only rob you."

As he spoke, Ye Feng silently chanted a spell, and six huge fireballs of different colors appeared behind him.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, you are too arrogant. This is the place of our Zhenmu Clan!"

"Someone, get it for me!"

Mu Hun shouted, and a cultivator in the early stage of the fusion period and several cultivators in the refining period flew out and surrounded Ye Feng in the middle.

Mu Qiang knew how powerful Ye Feng was, so he stood timidly behind the crowd and observed the situation.

Six large fireballs suddenly flew out from behind Ye Feng, and attacked these True Wood Clan monks.

Bang bang bang!

Before these True Wood Clan monks could make a move, they were hit by the fireballs one after another, and were blown away, screaming in agony.

The cultivator in the early stage of fusion thought he could withstand it, but he could only resist for a moment with his own magic power. He was blown away and fell to the ground with a thud.

Ye Feng did not kill them. If he had, these people would have died long ago.

Namu Qiang saw that something was wrong, and before the fireball could hit him, he pretended to be defeated and lay on the ground.

"Senior is so strong!"

Mu Hun was slightly shocked when he saw many of his disciples being defeated in an instant. How could the man in front of him be so strong? Even his third junior brother, who was also in the early stage of fusion, was defeated by him in an instant.

"Ye Feng, you are so bold. First you acted unreasonably and then you injured my disciples. It seems that I must teach you a lesson myself!"

After Mu Hun finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and five wooden puppets flew out from behind him. Each of these puppets held a gray sword and exuded the aura of the early stage of fusion.

The wooden puppets attacked at the same time, transformed into five rays of light, and swung their swords at Ye Feng from five directions.

Even an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of fusion would be at a loss when facing these five puppets, let alone Ye Feng, who was in the early stage of fusion.

However, Ye Feng is not an ordinary cultivator in the fusion stage. Although he is only in the early stage of fusion now, his magic power is comparable to that of a cultivator in the late stage of fusion. The five puppets in the early stage of fusion are as vulnerable as children in front of him.

A colorful magic sword flew out from Ye Feng's hand, and after circling, it killed the five wooden puppets.

Click, click, click!

Before the five puppets could get close to Ye Feng, they were smashed into pieces by the five-colored spirit sword and scattered on the ground.

This operation took only a blink of an eye. Before the nearby Zhenmu cultivators could see what was happening, the five puppets turned into a pile of wreckage.

"So strong! These are the Second Elder's Five Heart Puppet, each of which has reached the initial stage of fusion, yet they were killed instantly."

Someone shouted in surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Muhun, are you going to give it to me or not?"

Ye Feng put his hands behind his back and looked at Mu Hun coldly.

"Humph! Ye Feng, you underestimate my Five Heart Puppet!"

As Mu Hun was speaking, the remaining souls of the shattered puppets suddenly floated up, flew away one after another, and gathered to one side. In a moment, they transformed into a giant humanoid puppet about ten feet tall.

The cultivation level of this giant humanoid puppet has actually reached the peak of the middle stage of fusion.

Whoosh!

The huge humanoid puppet, holding a huge gray sword in its hand, flew up and slashed at Ye Feng with the sword.

This sword was extremely fast, and even a cultivator in the middle stage of fusion would find it difficult to resist.

But Ye Feng just stood there and smiled slightly.

A ball of green flame flew out from his hand, and the green flame instantly transformed into a green monster bird about ten feet long.

The strange green bird let out a cry and swooped down towards the giant puppet at lightning speed.

In mid-air, the huge humanoid puppet and the green strange bird collided with each other in an instant. The humanoid puppet was shattered by one blow, and the green strange bird instantly turned into countless fireballs and rushed towards the puppet fragments.

Whoohoo!

The puppet was instantly engulfed by flames and burned to ashes in a short while.

Mu Hun's face suddenly turned extremely pale, and he retreated several steps, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"This boy has such strong magic power!"

"I am no match for him. It seems I can only ask Senior Sister to come back and deal with it!"

"Second Elder!"

Seeing that Mu Hun was injured, the others rushed over and supported him.

"Thank you, Brother Daoist Ye, for showing mercy! I can't make the decision regarding the True Spirit Divine Tree."

"Humph! Since you can't make the decision, don't waste my time!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye, please wait a moment. I will notify the senior sister to come over right away!"

Ye Feng shook his head, returned to his seat and ate while waiting.

The spiritual fruit of the Zhenmu clan is extraordinary. Not only is it sweet and delicious, but it also leaves a lasting aftertaste. Only the Zhenmu clan can grow this kind of spiritual fruit.

Mu Hun took out the token and whispered to it. After a while, he came to Ye Feng and said:

"Fellow Daoist Ye! My senior sister will be back in three days. Please wait for a while!"

"Okay! Since Fairy Mu Xuan will be back in three days, I will wait for another three days!"