Qiankun Gourd

The ghost general waved the long sword in front of him a few times, as if to tell Ye Feng that if he didn't leave, he would die.

"Hmph, looking for death!"

A purple flame suddenly flew out from Ye Feng's hand, and before the ghost general could react, he was engulfed by the flame.

"ah...!"

"Senior, please spare my life, please spare my life!"

The ghost general shouted miserably.

When the other ghosts saw this scene, they were so scared that they all retreated back, not daring to move forward.

"Damn it! How could this guy be so powerful? He killed the general in an instant!"

"This person is most likely a cultivator in the Fusion Stage. We are no match for him. It is better to act according to circumstances! If you can run, run. If you can't, you can only leave it to fate."

When the ghost general was burned to ashes, Ye Feng said again calmly: "Didn't you hear what I said? I want to see the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

"Senior, please be patient. I will report to the Ghost King right away!"

After one of the short ghosts finished speaking, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared on the spot.

Not long after, a tall figure wearing a black cloak landed not far in front of Ye Feng. This figure exuded the cultivation level of a middle-stage fusion and was not the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

"Fellow Daoist, why did you come to my Tomb of Ten Thousand Ghosts?"

the burly figure asked.

"Aren't you the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts?"

Ye Feng waved his robe sleeves, and a huge force swept towards the burly figure. The burly figure groaned, flew backwards, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Tell the King of Ten Thousand Ghosts not to send some low-level disciples to deal with me! My patience is limited!"

Ye Feng said coldly.

"Haha! Fellow Daoist, calm down, calm down!"

Then a deep voice came.

"Li Ying, please invite this fellow Taoist to my hall!"

The burly figure did not dare to delay upon hearing this and hurriedly came to Ye Feng.

"Senior, I am blind, please forgive me!"

"Senior, please come with me!"

The burly figure bowed respectfully to Ye Feng and made a gesture of invitation.

Ye Feng nodded slightly and flew towards Wangui Peak.

Wangui Peak and Wangui Hall.

"I am Wan Gui!"

"Dare you ask your friend's name?"

A middle-aged man with a skull face saluted Ye Feng who walked into the hall.

"Ye Feng, a casual cultivator from the Tianman Realm!"

Ye Feng clasped his fists and bowed slightly without hiding anything.

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ye from Tianman Realm. Please take a seat!"

"Someone, bring the spiritual fruit and spiritual tea!"

Wan Gui said with a smile.

Then several female monks with skull heads and wearing red dresses came over with a pot of spiritual tea, some spiritual fruits and spiritual food.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm sorry!"

"Before, I just wanted to test your cultivation!"

"As I thought, you are also a Mahayana cultivator, and your strength is not inferior to mine!"

After some testing, Wan Gui concluded that Ye Feng was no ordinary cultivator.

"I am Wan Gui. I usually like to make friends with people from all walks of life. Today, Fellow Daoist Ye is here. I feel like we should have met earlier. Haha!"

"I have no intention of offending you. I came here to pick up something!"

Ye Feng spoke straight to the point.

"If you want to borrow something, just tell me. As long as I have it, I will definitely give it to you!"

Wan Gui said quite generously.

"To be honest, what I want to borrow is the 'Soul-Releasing Pearl'!" Ye Feng said.

"'Soul-releasing bead'?"

Upon hearing this, Wan Gui seemed to be in a difficult position.

"I know that the Soul-Resolving Orb is your most precious treasure and I won't lend it to others easily!"

"If you are willing to lend it to me, I can help you do something within my ability!"

Seeing that Wang Gui was in a difficult situation, Ye Feng put forward his own conditions.

"Since Fellow Daoist Ye has said so, there is nothing I cannot say!"

"It's just that this Soul-Removing Orb is sealed in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Abyss. The seal cannot be undone without a thunder-attributed technique!"

"Also, this pearl is very important to my Wanguizhong. Once we leave this place, we will not be able to survive!"

Wan Gui explained with embarrassment.

"So that's it, I understand!"

"Don't worry about the thunder attribute skills, but it will be difficult if the 'Soul-Resolving Orb' cannot leave this place!"

"My friend, his cultivation has not yet reached the Mahayana stage, so why can't he come here?"

Ye Feng said as he thought.

"Fellow Daoist Ye! Tianli Sect has a rare flower called 'Tianli Flower'!"

"If you can get this flower, it won't be a problem for you to take the Soul-Resolving Pearl away for two or three months!"

"However, the Tianli Saint Ancestor of the Tianli Sect is the number one Mahayana in our Tianli Realm, and his cultivation has reached the Mahayana stage for 50,000 years."

"It's not easy to get 'Tachibana' from him!"

The Way of Ten Thousand Ghosts.

"Oh? Then I will go to Tianli Sect and bring back a Tianli flower!"

Ye Feng decided to take a trip.

"Fellow Daoist Wan Gui, please tell me the exact location of Tianli Sect!"

"Fellow Daoist Ye is really going?"

"Yes, I must go to save my friend!"

"Well, Tianli Sect is in..."

Wang Gui gave Ye Feng a detailed description of Tianli Sect. Ye Feng found the location of Tianli Sect on the map and then left Wangui Tomb.

Half a month later, Ye Feng appeared above a lush mountain range. The place was filled with spiritual energy and was obviously a great place for cultivation.

Ye Feng floated in the air, no longer hiding his cultivation, and the 50,000-year-old magic power of the Mahayana period was revealed. Then, a resounding voice transmitted: "Ye Feng from the Tianman Realm, I came to your sect to borrow a 'Tianli Flower'!"

Hearing the shouting, all the disciples of Tianli Sect were shocked. In the Tianli Realm, only their Tianli Saint Ancestor possessed such magical power.

A moment later, several cultivators came flying over. These cultivators were all in the late and middle stages of the fusion stage.

"Junior Tianli Zong Wang Shuang greets senior!"

A burly man in a green robe bowed respectfully.

"Hmm? Where is your Holy Ancestor?"

"I'm here to borrow Tianlihua, please ask him to come out and meet me!"

Ye Feng glanced at everyone, then put his hands behind his back and spoke lightly.

"Senior, our master has not returned from the treasure hunt in the Sky Speed ​​Realm!"

Said the burly man.

"He didn't come back? If he didn't come back, then he didn't come back. Go get a 'Tianli Flower'!"

Ye Feng said to the burly man.

"this..."

The burly man hesitated, not knowing what to say.

"Why? You won't?"

Ye Feng frowned slightly, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"No...No, I dare not!"

"The 'Tianlihua' was raised by the Holy Ancestor. I have no idea where it is. Even if I knew, I wouldn't dare to take it!"

The burly man was so frightened that he hurriedly explained that he dared not lie in front of a Mahayana cultivator with such profound magical powers.

"Well, you are honest!"

"I'll just wait for your Holy Ancestor to come back!" Ye Feng said.

"Yes Yes!"

The burly man agreed and took Ye Feng to a tall mountain, and then arranged a building for Ye Feng to live in.

Half a month later, Ye Feng was meditating when he heard the voice of a burly man outside the door:

"Senior, something terrible has happened. Please help me!"