Qiankun Gourd

After the masked man died, the corpse puppets he controlled fell to the ground instantly, turned into dust and disappeared, and the coffins also sank into the ground and disappeared.

The corpse puppets controlled by Yu Hanwu also returned to the coffins and sank into the ground.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Ye Feng came to Yu Hanwu and quickly took out a pill from his storage bag and gave it to him to take.

"I'm fine, but controlling this Yin-Yang Coffin has consumed too much energy and blood. I won't die for a while!"

Yu Hanwu coughed and smiled faintly.

"Thanks to my junior brother, I was able to save my life this time!"

"Brother, what are you talking about? You and I are brothers, what does this matter?

But you'd better be careful, brother. Since the Xuanyin Sect has found you, they will definitely send people to hunt you down in the future."

Ye Feng said.

"Thank you for the reminder, Junior Brother!"

Yu Hanwu felt that his body had recovered a lot and slowly stood up.

"It seems that I can't stay in Huangfeng Valley any longer. I have to find a place to continue my seclusion."

Yu Hanwu said weakly,

“Junior brother, you saved me this time, and I have nothing to thank you for. If you don’t mind, I will pass on the Corpse Yin Sect’s Xuan Yin Sutra to you.

I will also pass this Yin-Yang Coffin to you."

After Yu Hanwu finished speaking, he slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a jade slip and a mini coffin flew out.

"Brother, this is not allowed!"

Ye Feng quickly refused.

"This is our sect's treasure, Senior Brother!"

“These two items are indeed the treasures of my Great Jin Corpse Yin Sect, but they cannot flourish in my hands.

I gave it to my junior brother, but I actually had some selfish motives!"

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Ye Feng asked in confusion.

"Hey! You heard it just now. I was originally a disciple of the Corpse Yin Sect of the Great Jin Dynasty. A hundred years ago, the Xuan Yin Sect attacked my Corpse Yin Sect in order to seize the Yin Yang Coffin.

In a time of crisis, the elders of the sect entrusted the Yin-Yang Coffin to me, so that I can glorify the Corpse Yin Sect again in the future.

But a hundred years have passed, and my cultivation is still at the middle stage of foundation building. It is impossible to fulfill the wishes of the elders.

I gave it to my junior brother because I wanted him to glorify the Shiyin Sect in the future and avenge the more than 10,000 disciples of my Shiyin Sect.

"

Yu Hanwu said without hiding anything.

"This...! Senior Brother, my cultivation is too low, I am afraid it is difficult for me to take on such a big responsibility!"

Ye Feng hesitated for a while and said.

“I know that you are worried, so don’t worry. After today, I will no longer appear in the Yellow Wind Valley, and the people from the Xuanyin Sect will not come to cause trouble again.

I have been observing my junior brother for a long time. Among all the fellow brothers in the sect, my junior brother has the best qualifications and is the best candidate to restore my Corpse Yin Sect.

This Yin-Yang coffin is used to raise corpses. Junior brother's spiritual roots of wood, water and earth are most suitable for raising corpses.

It will definitely be better to hand the Yin-Yang Coffin to my junior brother than to keep it in my hands.

"

Yu Hanwu said.

"But...!"

Ye Feng was still a little hesitant, but the young man in the Yin-Yang Coffin was really powerful. Although he was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, he actually defeated a corpse puppet in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

With this Yin-Yang Coffin, he has an extra trump card to survive in this world, but it also brings certain risks to himself.

"Junior brother! Even if I beg you, is it not enough?"

Seeing that Ye Feng was still hesitating, Yu Hanwu fell to his knees with a plop.

"Brother, what are you doing? Get up quickly, get up quickly! I will do what I promised you."

Seeing this, Ye Feng hurriedly helped Yu Hanwu up and agreed.

"Great, great!"

When Yu Hanwu saw that Ye Feng agreed, he happily stood up quickly.

Ye Feng put away the jade slip and the mini coffin.

"Brother, I have another question for you. When I saw you controlling the Yin-Yang Coffin, you looked pale and your vitality was greatly damaged. What happened?"

Ye Feng suddenly asked.

“This is because my magic power is not enough to control this Yin Yang Coffin, so I can only consume my breath to control it.

Although this junior brother knows the direction, this Yin-Yang Coffin is most suitable for cultivators with three attributes of wood, water and earth.

If Junior Brother had dropped a drop of his blood on it, I wouldn't be in this situation."

"Oh? Then why didn't senior brother drip his blood on the Yin-Yang Coffin?" Ye Feng asked curiously again.

"Alas! My spiritual roots are not compatible. It is useless to use my essence and blood. It will even backfire and make the corpse go berserk."

"So that's it!"

Ye Feng nodded and agreed after hearing this.

"Brother, that's it! After I leave, the news will spread quickly, and the people from Xuanyin Sect will not cause you any trouble."

Yu Hanwu slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a coffin flew out.

"Goodbye, Junior Brother!"

Yu Hanwu jumped onto the coffin, said hello to Ye Feng, and flew away.

After Yu Hanwu flew away, Ye Feng came to the body of the masked man, fumbled around, and finally found the masked man's storage bag.

Ye Feng was delighted and took the storage bag from the masked man.

His spiritual sense swept into the storage bag and found several jade slips, many spirit stones, several small coffins, and a token of the Xuanyin Sect in the storage bag.

Ye Feng took out the jade slip and spirit stone, threw the other things down the mountain, and then shot out a fireball from his hand, burning the masked man's body to ashes.

Returning to the pond, Ye Feng continued to practice the "Qingshui Sword Technique".

In the evening, Ye Feng returned to his cave and took out the jade slip of "Xuan Yin Sutra".

His spiritual sense swept into the jade slip.

The Xuan Yin Sutra is a set of extremely cold and yin exercises, which requires finding a cold and yin place to practice.

Ye Feng has just entered the foundation-building stage and has not yet fully practiced the Nine Seas Hunyuan Gong. It is obviously not a wise move for him to practice the Xuanyin Sutra.

After reading for a long time, Ye Feng found a secret method called "Corpse Refining Technique". This secret method is relatively simple and easy to learn.

It is also a must-learn technique for raising corpses.

"Well, let's learn the "Corpse Refining Technique" first."

Ye Feng thought secretly in his heart.

Afterwards, he began to read "The Art of Corpse Refining" carefully.

Late at night, Ye Feng had already memorized the corpse refining technique, so he took out the mini coffin.

He bit his finger, and a trace of blood dripped onto the small coffin. After a moment, the small coffin began to shine with a blood-red light.

According to the "Art of Corpse Refining", Ye Feng began to try to control the mini coffin.

The small coffin flew around, then grew bigger and smaller, then sank into the ground and disappeared. Then the coffin lid was opened and the black-and-white-faced boy inside flew out.

After a while, the boy flew into the coffin again and the coffin lid closed automatically.

Ye Feng skillfully controlled the mini coffin puppet and began to silently recite the mantra of "Corpse Refining Technique". A black light shot out and hit the small coffin.

The blood-red light of the small coffin faded away, and black air wrapped around the small coffin.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng stopped practicing his skills and put away the small coffin.

After a night of practice, he had mastered the method of controlling the small coffin and the technique of refining corpses.

Starting from this day, Ye Feng practiced "Nine Seas Mixed Origin Gong" in the morning, "Green Water Sword Art" in the afternoon, and corpse refining in the evening.