Qiankun Gourd

Taixing Fairy Mountain is a place that many immortal realm monks yearn for.

However, only those who possess special scrolls from the Immortal Palace can go there to practice.

The fairy mountain is golden in color, tens of thousands of feet high, and is surrounded by defensive formations. There are also countless disciples patrolling the surroundings.

After the Tianmang Mountain competition ended.

Ye Feng and others returned to the Wenxian Sect. After reporting the relevant situation to the first elder and the second elder, he left the Wenxian Sect again and went to Taixing Immortal Mountain.

Ye Feng landed on a fairy platform paved with white jade not far from Taixing Fairy Mountain.

Several guards in golden armor saw someone falling down and hurried forward to question him.

"This is an important place in the fairyland. Anyone who is outside please leave immediately."

A tall golden-armored guard in the lead stepped forward and said.

"I'm asking Ye Feng of the Immortal Sect, who holds the Immortal Palace Jade Slip."

Ye Feng first bowed, and then took out a yellow jade slip.

The tall guard in golden armor took the jade slip and glanced inside it with his spiritual sense.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Ye. I am sorry for my rudeness!"

After reading the jade slip, the tall guard in golden armor hurriedly apologized to Ye Feng.

Then he took the jade slip and threw it behind him. The jade slip flashed and disappeared, and a portal appeared after a moment.

"Brother Ye, please!"

The tall golden-armored guard pointed to the portal behind him.

"Thank you!!"

Ye Feng thanked him and slowly walked into the portal.

He only felt a flash of light before his eyes, and then he appeared in a mysterious cave.

The cave was filled with fairy air, which made Ye Feng feel relaxed.

"It's a really good place to practice, comparable to the Cave Heaven Immortal Palace."

"It's a pity that I can only practice here for three years."

Ye Feng happily chose a suitable place to sit cross-legged, swallowed the "Human Emperor Golden Pill", and then began to practice in seclusion.

Three years pass in the blink of an eye for a cultivator.

"how?"

"You have been practicing for such a long time but still haven't broken through to the Golden Immortal Realm?"

Ye Feng scanned himself with his spiritual sense and found that his cultivation was still that of a ninth-rank celestial being, but his immortal power had increased a lot.

"Young Master has just advanced to the ninth level of Celestial Immortal and has come here to practice. How is it possible that he can advance to the Golden Immortal Realm so quickly?"

“Although three years of training here is equivalent to ninety years of training outside, this time is still too short.”

Hu Ling'er reminded.

"Yeah, too!"

"Some people need to spend tens of thousands of years to cultivate from the ninth-level celestial immortal to the golden immortal realm."

"It's really not easy for me to break through within a hundred years."

Ye Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Hey! Wangcai, your cultivation has advanced to the ninth level of celestial being, and Jinyuan, your cultivation has advanced to the seventh level of celestial being!"

Ye Feng was surprised to find out.

"Wang Wang!"

"Ow!"

Wangcai and Jinyuan were very grateful to Ye Feng for bringing them to such a good place to practice.

"Ling'er, to what extent has your cultivation recovered?"

Ye Feng asked Hu Ling'er.

"I am now a third-level golden immortal."

Hu Linger smiled.

"Thank you, sir, for bringing us here to practice."

Just as they were chatting, Ye Feng's figure flashed, and a white light took Ye Feng and he disappeared on the spot.

The next moment they appeared on the white jade platform again.

"Brother Ye, your training time is up, please leave immediately!"

The tall guard in golden armor saw Ye Feng flying out and hurried forward and said.

"Farewell!"

Ye Feng bowed slightly, then turned into a beam of light and flew away.

"If you want to enter the Golden Immortal Realm, you still need to refine some Nascent Souls and Demon Cores."

Ye Feng muttered to himself as he sat on the Xuan Lei Holy Boat.

"Killing some low-level demons is of no use to you. You must kill one or two demons at the level of demon king, devil king, or ghost king to be of any help to you."

Hu Ling'er appeared in front of Ye Feng in a flash.

"An evil demon from the realm of demon king, devil king, or ghost king?"

Ye Feng was stunned at first, then he smiled bitterly.

"It's easier said than done!"

"If you encounter a first-level demon king, devil king, or ghost king, it's easy to deal with, but if you encounter a high-level evil demon, it will be troublesome."

"This matter must be considered in the long run."

"What do you think of Little Black River, sir?"

Hu Ling'er reminded.

"No! I don't know what kind of magic array is set up somewhere. If I enter, I will definitely be killed."

Ye Feng shook his head.

"Forget it, let's go back to the sect first and go to the mission pavilion to see if there are any good missions."

Twenty or thirty days later, Ye Feng returned to the sect.

Ye Feng is already well-known to everyone, and has become the eldest senior brother of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

This was mainly due to his outstanding performance in Tianmang Immortal Mountain and the praise Qin Bei gave him.

After Qin Bei returned to the sect, he told everyone he met how great Ye Feng was in the arena, as if he was invincible.

Coupled with the sect elders' praise of Ye Feng, all the sect disciples were full of admiration for Ye Feng.

"Senior Brother Ye is back!"

"Greetings, Senior Brother Ye!"

"Isn't that Senior Brother Ye? Let's go up and say hello!"

Ye Feng flew slowly in the sect, and the disciples passing by greeted and saluted him.

Ye Feng stood firmly, nodded slightly to everyone, and waved gently to express his gratitude.

"Wow, it's Senior Brother Ye, so handsome!"

A group of female disciples standing on the mountain saw Ye Feng flying by and screamed loudly like crazy fans.

"Senior Brother Ye is not only the number one person in the Heavenly Immortal Realm of our Wenxian Sect, but also the number one disciple in the Heavenly Immortal Realm among many third-class sects."

Someone bowed to Ye Feng and praised him.

"Disciple, you are back, why don't you come and greet the Master!"

The voice of Fairy Nishang suddenly came to Ye Feng’s mind.

"Master, please forgive me. I just got back and will go to pay my respects to you right away."

Ye Feng hurriedly transmitted the message.

"Brat, Master, am I old?"

Fairy Nishang was a little displeased when she heard this.

"what..."

Ye Feng realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"Master is always sixteen years old!"

"That's better!" said Fairy Nishang.

"What's going on? Master is not like this before."

Ye Feng was a little puzzled.

A moment later, Ye Feng arrived at the main hall of Nishang Peak.

"Disciple pays homage to Master!"

"Master, how are you?"

Ye Feng walked into the hall and saluted with his fists.

The fairy in colorful long dress looks particularly charming today, just like a sixteen-year-old girl.

"No! We've been in trouble since the last duel!"

"First, the Tiangang Sect provoked me without reason, and then the Linxian Sect sent people to harass the cities on the border of my sect."

The colorful fairy slowly walked down from the high platform.

"Fortunately, my sect has a strong foundation, so they dare not go too far."

"That's good. If there is anything you need me to do, please let me know, Master."

Ye Feng replied.

"Well, you don't need to take action now, you'd better practice in peace."

Fairy Nishang reminded.

"Okay, you just came back, go back and have a good rest!"

The fairy in colorful clothes smiled slightly.

"Yes, Master!"

Ye Feng agreed and left the hall.