Sword...spirit?
What about Qianqian?
"Actually, this junior here..."
Da Qianqian looked at the ring in Ye Feng's hand, and her expression changed slightly.
"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it! This ring... I don't need it. I'm tired, I don't want to fight anymore. It's simpler to be a spirit!"
After saying that, he turned and left.
Ye Feng hadn't expected things to turn out this way.
With a ring, one can nurture the soul and even possess another body for cultivation. How could it be inferior to a spirit?
If it were a different sword, Ye Feng would definitely agree.
But the other party was clearly referring to the Thousand Illusion Sword. If she goes in, what will happen to Qianqian?
Back at Xuan Ying Palace, Da Qianqian was indeed there.
"Is there anything else? If not, you can leave now!"
Whether it's a spirit or a woman, attitudes are always prone to change.
If it were a woman, Ye Feng would have plenty of experience.
But this... the opponent in this temple is probably equivalent to a true immortal, and if you try to force him, you might get killed.
"Senior, may I take a look at the core of the temple?"
Da Qianqian stood up, walked over and sat down beside her.
"See!"
Ye Feng followed her gaze and looked at the chair she had been sitting in.
Is this the core of the temple?
As long as it acknowledges you as its master, you can control the Xuan Ying Divine Palace!
Ye Feng stepped forward and reached out to touch it.
A mysterious and profound feeling washed over him, causing him to involuntarily begin channeling his magical power into the water.
The moment the magic was injected, Ye Feng felt as if he were standing from God's perspective.
The architectural plan of the temple gradually began to appear in his mind.
From the temple to the outside... just as he was about to continue, his magical power was already mostly depleted.
This is terrifying!
I just glanced at it...
Ye Feng glanced at the chair, seemingly still wanting more.
I don't know what material this is made of... It doesn't seem to grow on the ground?
Um?
Could something that hasn't recognized its owner...?
Ye Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he turned around and said,
"Senior, I'd like to try to establish a master!"
Da Qianqian gave him a deep look.
"what ever!"
"Thank you, senior!"
Call me "senior" a couple more times, and tomorrow it'll be your turn to call me "master"!
Ye Feng felt a secret sense of satisfaction, and with a exertion of force, he lifted the chair.
receive!
The chairs suddenly vanished, and the temple shook violently.
Da Qianqian suddenly stood up, startled.
"What...did you do? Where's the stuff?"
Ye Feng was overjoyed when he saw the temple shake twice and then stop.
The core can control the temple, but the temple cannot control the core.
If the core leaves the temple without recognizing a new master after the master's death, it will inevitably be blocked by the formation.
Now... the core issue is that it has both left and not left.
However, without the artifact spirit's tacit approval, Ye Feng would have absolutely no chance of doing it.
"Thank you for your kindness, senior!"
After Ye Feng finished speaking, he vanished without a trace...
An hour later,
Ye Feng moved a chair and pressed his cheek against Da Qianqian's.
In that instant, Ye Feng felt a tightness throughout his body, and before the other party could react, he silently took half a step back and put the chair down.
The moment the chair was placed down, the connection with the main hall was quickly restored.
The marks left by Ye Feng were quickly neutralized.
A magic weapon that recognizes its master is not like the core of a magic weapon formation that recognizes its master... especially when the core of the magic weapon is separated from it.
"Ahem... Um, please wait here for a moment, senior. I'll try a few more times!"
In that brief moment, the entire temple's structure reconnected to the "core of the chair."
Ye Feng could clearly sense that he had established a connection with the entire temple.
But this connection was incredibly weak, like a candle flickering in the wind.
The chair that had just completely accepted its owner no longer truly belonged to him...
This is exactly the effect I expected!
Ye Feng reached out and lifted the chair again, and then both of them disappeared at the same time.
To prevent this senior from causing trouble again due to a momentary lapse in judgment, Ye Feng also left Qianhuan behind...
The next time we went out, the time was less than an hour.
Next time...
Next time...
The two girls sat on the side seats watching him come and go.
Time flies, and half a month has passed...
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After the order to construct the city walls was issued, the entire central continent was mobilized.
Countless level eight and level seven sect disciples rushed to the edge of the sea.
Along the coast, countless sea monsters are now attacking the land cities of the central continent.
If it were just sea monsters, there would be no need to build city walls for defense; this crisis in the cultivation world would likely turn into a feast for the cultivation world.
But the key point is that occasionally among the sea monsters are dark, evil beasts whose entire bodies are covered in black!
Every time the evil beast appears, the base is thrown into chaos!
Fortunately, these evil beasts were not actually very powerful; otherwise, they would have caused considerable casualties.
At Penglai Pavilion, the goods trading and exchange area, a long queue had already formed early on.
"Level 5 Rainbow Scaled Fish Shell, today's purchase price is twenty-five high-grade spirit stones."
"Jade Spirit Whale Fragrance, top grade, purchase price 55."
"The Void-Piercing Bone Sword, buy it for one hundred dollars..."
...
The prices posted on the bulletin board had dropped significantly, but people continued to flock to the market to sell their wares.
"Oh dear...the price has dropped again!"
"Hehe, then don't sell it. Just take it back to your sect and exchange it for contribution points."
"...contribution points dropped even more."
"Hey, Old Li! You, the sect's supply elder, are selling things too?"
"Old Zhang? Aren't you the same!"
"hehe....."
...
In fact, it wasn't just them; many sects used contribution points to exchange for supplies, and then sold those supplies directly at Penglai Pavilion.
After all, having too many supplies and hoarding them isn't a solution.
With the ocean turmoil, the amount of fish and other resources is simply countless. If it weren't for Penglai Pavilion collecting them, we would almost be at the point of having to throw them away.
After all, transporting supplies to other places for sale incurs considerable costs.
"I wonder where Penglai has sold all its supplies..."
"Hehe, of course it's the other regions. The types of fish here are always a bit different from those in other places. If we can transfer them over, we can still make some money."
"If it's profitable, wouldn't everyone be scrambling to do it?"
"Hehe... You'll see once you try it. Do you think others haven't tried it? When this Penglai Pavilion product is sold elsewhere, the price increases by five to ten percent... Anyone who dares to do it will lose everything!"
"So that means... the prices at Penglai Pavilion are quite reasonable?"
"It couldn't be fairer!"
......
Xuanying Temple,
Ye Feng sat upright in the core chair of the temple, his magical power surging wildly into him.
Finally, a light shone from the chair, and the entire temple trembled...
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