Supreme Medicinal God

"Ah...you...you abandon my cultivation..."

The moment the sound rang, Master Jingkong was completely out of the style of a monk, and became like a frightened little girl, screaming in horror.

"Isn't it a waste of cultivation, what are you doing so nervously, aren't you self-proclaimed monks, somehow give yourself some dignity..."

Ye Feng shrugs indifferently. He has done a lot of such things, which is really nothing.

It's just a few words of kung fu, and the entire master of the sky has changed dramatically.

The face that was originally red without half-silk wrinkles has now become wrinkled like old bark; the original bright eyes now also become like a pool of standing water, lifeless, muddy and muddy, not a little angry.

Not only that, the breath of life on him also became extremely weak, just like a candle in the wind. It seems that as long as a slightly larger wind blows, it will make the fire of his life dimly extinguished.

Dantian internal force, this is the life foundation of the ancient martial arts, is the source of vitality of life.

Once this source is destroyed, then aging will come irresistibly, making them extremely weak.

"How are you going to say it?"

After slapping Master Jingkong with a slap, Ye Feng looked at the Mingxin monk with a smile.

Devil, this guy is a big devil!The clear-hearted monk almost cried out in fear.

In the later days of the Tianji class, Xiuwei said that if he scrapped it, he would scrap it, not to mention a little him.

"I said, I said everything..." After Ji Lingling shuddered, Mingxin monk shivered and said, "The reason why Master and I came to Beijing is to make use of the outer gate of Xuankong Temple, Baiyun Temple, to make a wide friendship. , Many conditions for pilgrims, to collect longevity catalogues!"

"Longevity Catalog..." Ye Feng couldn't help but startled.

So far, this is the first time he heard that a certain sect was vigorously collecting this thing.

And does this move mean that the wonderful world of the longevity world is about to reach its opening time?

"Senior, do you know the catalogue of longevity?" Ming Ye asked the monk when he saw Ye Feng's strange reaction.

"Did't you hear what I just said? Only I asked you questions. You are not qualified to ask questions!" Ye Feng said coldly.

The monk Mingxin shrank his neck and heard a trembling hurriedly. "Xuankong Temple received the news not long ago that the people of Fangcunshan had been wandering around Shennong Mountain during this time. Just in case, we want to collect as many longevity catalogs as possible, and strive for more places to enter the longevity world!"

The longevity world is about to open!

Ye Feng was stunned. This situation was something he didn't even think of, and according to what Du Zhong said at the beginning, it seemed that the opening of the longevity world was five years later, so much earlier.

But soon, he suddenly thought that Du Zhong was talking about within five years, not five years later, that is to say, the opening time of the longevity world will be any specific node within five years.

However, compared with the immortal world is about to open, he is more interested in the name of Shennongling.

Shennongling can be said to be a holy place for Chinese people.According to legend, the ancient Chinese ancestor Yan Emperor Shennong used to build a wooden ladder to taste the herbs, save the people from illness, and teach the people to grow.

Yan Emperor Shen Nong, who was the ancestor of Huang Xi and Qi Bo in the history of Chinese medicine in China!

The opening position of the longevity world is in Shennongling. Does this mean that this place is related to the legendary Chinese medicine sage?

"Have you collected the longevity catalog?"

After a little change of mind, Ye Feng asked Mingxin monk Shen Sheng.

"No... No one..." Mingxin monk shook his head with a wry smile and said, "In Xuankong Temple, there are only two longevity catalogues. That's why, so respecting his old man is so eager."

One of the six main schools of ancient Chinese ancient martial arts, there are only two longevity catalogs...

Ye Feng heard the words and couldn't help but laugh.

You know that in his hand, the number of longevity catalogues has reached five.

If this is to let the Mingxin monk and other people of the ancient Wu six factions know, I am afraid that they will not be surprised.

"Besides this, what other tasks do you apprentices come to Beijing?" Ye Feng continued to ask.

"No more..." Mingxin monk shook his head bitterly.

In fact, this time he and Master Jingkong came to Beijing, in addition to looking for the catalog of longevity, there is another idea, that is to enjoy red dust, refining the heart with the flavor of red dust, and absorb more incense willingly.

But who can think of it, before the Red Dust has been enjoyed, Master Kongkong has been abolished for cultivation, and he himself has an uncertain future.

The reason why their mentors and apprentices have fallen to this point is very simple, because before they came to the capital, they had countless untold odds, but they didn't even count that a big Buddha like Ye Feng appeared in the capital.

"Very good, your answer makes me very satisfied!" Ye Feng nodded with a smile, and then hit the Dantian of Mingxin monk with a thunderous backhand, then brought a soft burst of balloons.

"You... why do you want to abolish my cultivation behavior? Haven't I already answered all the questions?"

Mingxin monk is about to split, his heart is inexplicable.

Dantian is the foundation of the ancient warrior. Dantian was broken and repaired to the point of being lost, which means that his previous efforts have been turned into a stream of water.

Such a drop is just like a god from above, falling to the ground and becoming a mustard.

"No way, it's a waste to repair the waste..." Ye Feng shrugged indifferently, and then joked: "And when did I say that you have to answer any questions, I will not waste your cultivation?"

Although this kind of Buddhist scum, which is a monk without any kind of compassion, the stronger the strength, the more harmful it is.

To deal with this kind of guy, killing them is actually cheaper. The best way is to let them fall from the throne of self-proclaimed superiors, and let them taste the taste of being despised and regarded as grass mustard. what does it look like.

"Take your Master back to Baiyun Temple and tell the host abbot there, I hope that at the next temple meeting, there will be one less bald donkey in the stone monkey, otherwise, if I meet again, it will not be as before. Simple..."

After watching Mingxin monk sneer, Ye Feng searched the things on him and Master Jingkong, and was too lazy to check. After throwing them all in the trunk, he drove away.

Mingxin monk roared his head in mourning.

This is the pain of cultivation. It’s the pain of poor cultivation. If you have poor strength, you can only be controlled by people. You can only be arbitrarily slaughtered like fish on a chopping board.

(End of this chapter)