Chapter 581

"Old man, what did you give Ye Feng? Why did I feel his breath getting weaker and weaker?" fake Ye Feng asked with a frown in the remote and dense place.

"Nothing, it's just his own mischief." the old goat beard stroked his beard and smiled.

"What's the trouble?" Qingyun asked in a deep voice.

"Of course, I'm refining things indiscriminately. What artifact, pill and why the flesh body repair..." old goat Hu said, unfolding the star map and ran away!

Ye Feng's hand is the earth spirit fire! If you use that thing to refine your body, you can practice your body, but if you use that cultivation achievement, you can't burn it! And the old man must have done something wrong if he ran away halfway! Qingyun and fake Ye Feng thought of the key and wanted to go to the demon battlefield. Ye Feng's breath disappeared!

"It's over! I'm dead again..." fake Ye Feng said and sat on the ground.

"You can't just let him die!" Qingyun said, and his body flew out of thin air. "Qingyun, I know he is like his master, but if you think about it in turn, it may not be a good thing."

"How dare you despise your master!"

"Then you say, if the master doesn't want to change one or two, why did he do that at the beginning?"

"The master enjoys great freedom. He will do whatever he wants, but you can't guess what he does! Remember later, if you dare to get involved in this matter, you'll split you with a sword!" Qingyun sword shouted at fake Ye Feng's nose.

"I see! Don't scare me, I'm timid..."

Ye Feng's cultivation, flesh, murderous spirit and cause and effect all come from the ancient world. Therefore, Ye Feng, who refined the meaning of the sword, completely interrupted his last contact with the ancient world.

At that moment, he felt endless relief. For the suspicion of Qingyun and fake Ye Feng, the scruples of Qingyuan immortal and Huang Tianzun, and even his wife, children and friends, Ye Feng felt dispensable. He just drifted in his own world, watching the flowers and plants, birds and animals, feeling their perception of heaven and earth, and experiencing the wonderful feeling of thousands of years at a glance.

The world is mine, everything in the world is mine. What am I going to do next? Expand the world and achieve the magic power of the great God of creation? After that? What's the use of practicing sword if you have no opponent? Cultivation, sitting in a world, what's the meaning of cultivation?

Ye Feng thought, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther. Finally, he recalled that he, as a silver awn, had enjoyed endless freedom and ushered in the end.

At that moment, Ye Feng wanted to see the same kind, so he sent the last residual thoughts out of the body and finally created the inner world.

If I just read, what is my noumenon? Since I'm still alive, is he really dead? If it's true, he's a little too poor. He's only one person from beginning to end, and there's no one to accompany... People, that's it. Similarly, when you are alone, you will feel comfortable when you are happy, but feel lonely when you are sad. After thinking of these, Ye Feng immediately became alone. The next second, he thought of his wife and children, his relatives and friends, and his ten divine swords. But when he wanted to find them, he found that he had nothing but his soul!

For a moment, Ye Feng panicked and was at a loss as never before. However, with the vitality and aura sent by all creatures and spirits, Ye Feng wrapped his soul layer by layer. Ye Feng knew he wanted more. Because even if his accomplishments are not high, this is his world after all. His body and accomplishments can be scattered here and naturally reunited.

I don't know how long it took to reshape Ye Feng's body. Ye Feng wandered outside and looked at himself. His figure and appearance were the same as before, but his face was full of dishes. Ye Feng clubbed in place and looked at the sky. He was depressed for a long time before he took back his mind and felt his cultivation.

After refining by spirit and fire, the body created by the power of stars must be gone. Instead, it is full of blue blood and emerald bones. The only thing that makes Ye Feng happy is that the body of Hunyuan limitless has not disappeared, but the color is green like his bone and blood. In addition, Ye Feng's chaotic Qi has become immortal Qi. There are two more auras, one red and one white, in the location of Dantian.

Black and white is the color of yin and Yang. What is red and white? Ye Feng sank his mind and saw that it was Jinwu and a moon!

"Two bastards, why don't you shine on the earth and run on me!" Ye Feng looked at the empty sky with a black face.

The wisdom of Jinwu and the moon is not high, but Ye Feng is angry, but they feel it. Later, Jinwu went back to the sky. The moon seemed to like to stay on Ye Feng. He didn't care if he was scolded. He didn't fly back to the sky until Jinwu landed. But until it fell down the mountain again and ran back around Ye Feng, Ye Feng didn't make any action. He poked in place and looked at the sky.

It is Ye Feng's soul power that attracts Jinwu and the moon. Although the moon doesn't understand these for the time being, Ye Feng doesn't move. It won't be polite. It sticks to Ye Feng all day.

What happened to Ye Feng? Why did he stand still? This should be explained from the heart of Ye Feng's sword.

Ye Feng was assassinated by brothers and sisters in his previous life. After reincarnation, because he thanked ye and Ye Feng, he created the subsequent guard of the sword heart and sword intention. But in the final analysis, Ye Feng realized these two things in the ancient world, and Ye Feng refined them all.

But long before refining the cause and effect of the ancient world, Ye Feng once integrated 42 sword meanings into the meaning of guarding the sword. Now his life is indeed gone, but there is a shadow of guarding the sword meaning in those 42 sword meanings. If ye Feng wants to understand the meaning of guarding the sword again, these sword meanings will jump out together! In other words, Ye Feng can neither re comprehend nor use the meaning of the guardian sword!

After feeling all this, Ye Feng stood still. It snowed in winter, and Ye Feng became a snowman. Flowers bloom in spring, and several naughty vines want to wrap Ye Feng and take it as their own. If the moon didn't come around Ye Feng every day, they might have succeeded. He stayed there until autumn, when the flowers withered and the leaves fell, he opened his eyes again.

"Take off your old clothes so that he can thrive. Why can't I understand the truth you all know."

Ye Feng said that there was a whirlwind hanging around him for no reason. The fallen leaves from his head, the soil under his feet, the flying insects that died at his feet, the feather feathers of flying geese not far away, the wild grass struggling to resist the autumn cold, and even the fire sleeping in a small volcano were finally involved in the whirlwind.