I didn't expect that Jiang Feng was so straightforward. Ye Wuying just picked up a cup of tea and was about to taste it, but he stopped slightly and then put it down again.

"I'd like to ask you who your master is, the strongman of the central holy state, or some hermits?" Ye Wuying looks at Jiang Feng and asks.

"That's why the LORD came to me?" Jiang Feng asked, with the ability of Jiuyou holy city, it's easy to find out his identity. It's impossible to invite him here, just to ask this question.

"It's not just for this. There's another thing, but that one has something to do with your answer." Ye Wuying said thoughtfully.

"There is no real master. As for those who have instructed me, I believe that you can easily find out who is superior in the world and who is strong in Shengzhou. You look up to me too much." Jiang Feng said straightforwardly, without any detour, as for ye Wuying believe it or not, it's his business.

"No master?" Ye Wuying murmurs. He obviously doesn't believe Jiang Feng's answer. A person without a master, no matter how talented he is, is superior in cultivation.

However, Jiang Feng not only surpasses others in his accomplishments, but also has the skills of war scars. In addition, he also has some incredible means. Those means or skills can't be achieved by him alone, or by those who have instructed him openly.

Ye Wuying never inquired about Jiang Feng. According to the survey results, some people said that they had pointed out Jiang Feng, but in fact, they did not find any evidence to point out.

For example, when Jiang Feng studied in Xinghe college, his teachers and the head of the college didn't directly help Jiang Feng in his cultivation, and Jiang Feng didn't rise by these people.

Although Jiang Feng saw that ye Wuying was suspicious, he didn't say anything more. Anyway, the answer had already been answered. He didn't believe Ye Wuying.

"If you really rely on your own cultivation to the present stage, you listen well, I can guarantee in front of you today that Jiang Feng's name will ring in the central holy state within ten years." Ye Wuying finally took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Ten years ago, the word "Jiang Feng" has been heard in Shengzhou, the most central city in the mainland!

This can be said to be a super high evaluation, and the person who asserts it is the Lord of the holy city, one of the top strong people in Jiuyou ancient state, which undoubtedly makes this remark more heavy.

For Jiang Feng, it doesn't take ten years, five years, or even a shorter time to be famous. But Jiang Feng doesn't care about fame. What he needs is real improvement and cultivation. Only by raising his cultivation to the highest level can he step into the higher level related to immortals.

In his heart, Jiang Feng didn't show it on his mouth. Instead, he said to Ye Wuying: "thanks for the praise of the city master, the world of mortals is changing, life is changeable, and things in the future, I dare not say. I, Jiang, practice with my heart. Where I can go depends on how hard my fists are."

Jiang Feng's words contradict what ye Wuying said, but ye Wuying is not angry. On the contrary, his eyes show a touch of brilliance, and he can't help praising: "what a Jiang Feng, with your words, I bet you will become famous in the future."

Although what Jiang Feng said contradicts Ye Wuying's assertion, he does not deny what he said. Instead, he puts forward another opinion under this assertion.

The world of mortals is full of ups and downs. Life is changeable. There is no guarantee about the future. After all, there are too many accidents.

In particular, Jiang Feng is so dazzling and frivolous that he will offend many enemies. Therefore, no one can be sure whether he will live to become famous in Shengzhou.

However, Jiang Feng's last sentence also shows his confidence in his own strength. Where he can go depends on how hard his fists are. From his words, ye Wuying feels a strong and extremely sharp spirit.

"There's no need to say more polite words. The Lord of the city should tell me what he wants from me“ Jiang Feng looks indifferent, ye Wuying's praise did not make him feel happy.

"You are a war mark master, and you have a profound understanding of cultivation. Although I believe you said that there is no master behind you, you must have got some powerful chance to change yourself, so do you have any way to repair the altar of immortals?" Ye Wuying stares at Jiang Feng, and finally says the reason for looking for him. After that, his eyes are looking at Jiang Feng full of expectation.

"I see." Jiang Feng nods silently. No wonder Ye Wuying is worried about the altar of immortals. It seems that ye Wuying also knows that there is something wrong with the state of his ancestors, so he quickly announces that the emperor conferring meeting is desolate. Then he finds himself and asks if there is any way to repair the altar of immortals.

"The altar of immortals is made by the people who practice the secret of the ancient way and arrange it with Taoist patterns. Once it is damaged, the complicated Taoist patterns are damaged. If you want to repair it successfully, you need to start with Taoist patterns instead of just making up for the damaged parts of the altar, unless you are a monk in heaven." Jiang Feng shook his head and said.

The secret of the ancient way is a rare secret of cultivation. It is directly related to the cultivation of the heaven and whether it can be completed in the end. However, there are too few people who have the secret of the ancient way because they tear the barrier of space and step into the higher plane.

And a few owners, all of them are tongtianjing monks. If they want to find a tongtianjing monk to help repair the altar of immortals and holy city, they have no such ability.

One of the few friars in tongtianjing was either in the holy state with only one hand to cover the sky, or traveled all over the world.

Not to mention that ye Wuying doesn't know a strong man of this level, even if he knows him, he can't find him. Even if he finds a strong man with good luck, he won't agree.

What the strong of that level pursue has broken the void. If they want to enter a higher level of practice, they will pay attention to a group of people with low accomplishments.

"Well, I don't understand what you're saying. It takes a very complicated process to build an immortal altar. Even if some people reach the celestial realm, they may not be able to build an immortal altar. Only by mastering the method of building an immortal altar and other conditions, can they try to build it. The process is from hundreds of years to thousands of years. If you want to find a strong person who knows how to build an immortal altar to help you, It's almost impossible. "

Ye Wuying sighed and said with disappointment.

However, he just took a chance to find Jiang Feng. He didn't have much hope. After hearing that Jiang Feng had no master, ye Wuying had expected that Jiang Feng couldn't solve it, so he was completely selfish.

Even though Jiang Feng can instruct elder Beiyun to practice, it is a very important and mysterious immortal altar after all. He is a younger generation who has not been in the realm of Tibet for many days. If he knows how to repair it, it's a bit inconceivable.