Chapter 166

"Ha ha! I didn't expect anyone to remember my poem. It seems that we are really destined, little friend. In the face of you remembering my poem, I'll give you a gourd bar for free! " The ancestor of wine sword laughed, then waved his sleeve, and directly put a green gourd into Ye Feng's hand with real Qi.

Ye Feng took over Dazhi wine and suddenly questioned the ancestor of Jiujian: "senior, can I ask you a question? It's said that the former and current leaders of Zhenzong have invited you to ask Zhenzong to be a great elder for many times. Why don't you go back? You know, asking Zhenzong is the most important thing in the world. The elder who asks Zhenzong is the first of all elders. His power is second only to the patriarch. If you are an elder, you can practice at ease? It's much better than a casual repair. "

The ancestor of Jiujian said with a smile, "I asked the leader of Zhenzong to invite me back to the sect to be a big elder many times, but I just didn't go. Do you think I'm stupid? Hehe, in fact, there is a kind of wisdom called great wisdom is like a fool. You only see the power of the great elder of Zhenzong. What I see is its busyness and waste of time. People all over the world only like power and the boundless benefits brought by power, but they can't see how much time power wastes and how much time to waste every day. In fact, being an elder of the true sect is not as fast as I am now. Otherwise, why are the ten elders of the true sect not as good as me? And I'm about to break through to the sixth grade of Yuanying. Coupled with my cultivation of the eighth grade of Yuanshen, I can't even ask the patriarch of Zhenzong to beat me. Why should I be the elder? "

"Great wisdom is like a fool..." ye Fengdi repeated.

Ye Feng suddenly thought that he was the great saint and the God ancestor of the divine religion. In fact, it was a waste of time. As soon as he returned to the lion camel City, he swallowed up Yin and Yang for less than three hours every day. He had to deal with a batch of report letters sent by local sacrifices every day. If he became a casual practitioner... Would he be able to practice martial arts around as he did last year?

... no, God Zu, I have to do it, because this is the price of quickly practicing God's cultivation. God's cultivation must rely on power, money and believers. In fact, casual cultivation also has a price. It is suitable for other practitioners, but it is definitely not suitable for me. If I practice Kung Fu, I will offend countless enemies. If there is no power, even if the enemy can't kill me, It will also destroy the gods I believe in and the Taoists I practice.

... everyone has everyone's helplessness, and this may be my helplessness. I have no choice.

Ye Feng took another sip of wine while thinking, and then smiled at the ancestor of wine sword and said, "the ancestor of wine sword really saw it thoroughly! I really envy your carefree and carefree, but I can't do that. Alas, everyone has a path and helplessness that everyone must take... "

When hearing Ye Feng's words, the ancestor of Jiujian stopped smiling and said thoughtfully, "everyone has a path and helplessness that everyone must take... What you said is also very philosophical. Maybe you are really not suitable to take my path, but only your own path."

"Little friend, it's really congenial to talk to you. What you said woke me up a little. I really have something I have to do. I've been avoiding and didn't do it. Well, I'll give you another practice experience I got in the secret realm before. This practice letter was obtained together with the wine maker at the beginning. It's hopeful to help you." With that, Lao Zu took out a ragged book from the space bag and handed it to Ye Feng.

"I have to do my job, too. I'll stop selling wine this year. Alas."

"Thank you, sir. I'll see you later." Ye Feng took the letter, then hugged and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first." With that, Ye Feng jumped to the distance urgently, avoided the thunderbolt and subsidence from the sky, and walked firmly again.

The ancestor of wine sword smiled at Ye Feng, who was hard to be killed by natural disasters in the distance, and said to himself, "immortal devil... Planet demon king... What a lucky little friend. You wake me up. Unfortunately, I'm going to do what I have to do. We'll never meet again. Just be a stranger."

Some people may only be strangers. The so-called strangers means that they suddenly talk about something and become short-term friends, but after this, they become strangers who don't talk to each other anymore, and even "strangers" who won't meet again in their life.

Ye Feng and Jiujian may be such strangers, just like the two wind frost women who just passed by Ye Feng and rushed to the city gate to prepare to leave the city. Ye Feng doesn't know where they come from or where they will go

But in the vast sea of people, Ye Feng may never meet them again in his life. This face-to-face passing between Ye Feng and them may also be the last face-to-face meeting and passing in a hurry

Ye Feng didn't care about the tattered training records in his hand. He didn't even put them in the space bag. He just took them with him. He walked all the way to the Nancheng wall, climbed the city building again, sat on the big chair in the main hall, threw the records on the table, and practiced the second layer of Yuan divine skill.

After three hours of practice, a bodyguard respectfully woke up Ye Feng, and Ye Feng hurriedly ate the food again. He came to the wall again and showed the battle formula of heaven and earth like a machine, numbly devouring the vast practitioners under the city.

After swallowing the amount of an hour, he returned to the city tower, dealt with the report written by the sacrifice of each sub hall sent by Feng Rui, replied one by one in a hurry, handed it to Feng Rui, and continued to practice the yuan divine skill. One day was spent in such a busy way. It was not until the evening when Ye Feng accompanied Feng Rui to have dinner with shangguanqian that it was a rare leisure time.

"Rui'er, elder martial sister Qian, what accomplishments are you two now?" Ye Feng suddenly remembered something and asked.

"We two, I'm still in the early stage of the foundation period, and sister Qian is also in the early stage of the foundation period. The foundation period is much slower than the rotation period, and there has been no obvious progress." Feng Rui sighed bitterly.

"Yes, the foundation period is really slow!" Shangguanqian also sighed.

"Oh, well, elder martial sister Qian, let me pass on the Yuanshen skill to you. Anyway, the foundation period is slow. Why don't you practice the Yuanshen skill?" Ye Feng smiled.

"Yes! I've long wanted to learn Yuanshen skill, but I haven't had a chance. " Shangguanqian quickly nodded.

Ye Feng suddenly waved his hand to Peng Wudi, who stood at the door. He said, "Wudi, come and close the door. I'll teach you the Yuanshen skill."

Then he said to a group of bodyguards nearby, "you all go out first and come in after an hour."