Chapter 1317

Biluo is not in the pasture. It is estimated that she has run to the city to harm people. The tree of nothingness incarnates into a spirit bee and is playing hide and seek with the spirit bees in the fairy grass garden! After seeing clearly, Ye Feng laughed directly.

Ye Feng missed his family. Qixia naturally knew it. When he received his magic power, she leaned on him like a little wife and combed his hair for him.

"Qixia hasn't hooked up with her master for a long time." Ye Feng sighed.

"When I first met my master, I only thought you were a prodigal son. I didn't think you could get along for so many years and experience so many storms."

"The smelly girl is back. She doesn't want to be laughed at. Go back quickly."

"No!" said Qixia, sticking her body on Ye Feng's back.

"Qixia's figure was envious of the grass at the beginning!"

Ye Feng didn't hide. He grabbed it in the air. The fire sword appeared in his hand, and Huoer immediately appeared. Seeing Qixia and Ye Feng hugging, he pushed Qixia aside, like Ye Ling treating Ye Feng, hugged his neck from behind and shook it a few times.

"What did you find?"

"Volcano! What a big one!"

"Is there anything nearby?"

"No living creatures, no remains, but I found this."

What Huoer found was a Taoist instrument. The spirit of the instrument had exhausted its soul power and was dormant. After Ye Feng added some spiritual Qi and soul power to the Taoist instrument, the instrument spirit immediately appeared trembling and said hello to Ye Feng and Huoer.

"Do you have a master?" Ye Feng looked at the spirit of the instrument and said tentatively.

"Master... No."

"Hey! My Lord saved you!" the fire shouted with a black face.

"He has only a trace of wandering soul. Please forgive him! Hongxia is willing to serve the great God forever!"

"Hehe, Hongxia, Huoer, Qixia, and... By the way, HongMian! It seems that I can't get rid of these red babies in my life!"

Ye Feng sighed, and a wisp of soul power was sent immediately. The spirit, who claimed to be Hongxia, thought Ye Feng wanted to forcibly recognize the Lord and was thinking about whether to resist. The master who lived in the depths of her soul flew out by himself and blocked the wisp of soul power.

"The consumption of vitality is not large. It should have been beaten to death recently?" Ye Feng asked with his chin.

"Your Excellency also participated in the battle of Taixu?" the wandering soul of the Master seemed a little confused, and his soul swayed when he spoke.

"My master is Qingyun Buddha. Please be polite." Qixia said with a black face.

"Buddha, what's that title..."

The Master seemed to have something to say. He was dragged back to his body by Hongxia. He immediately knelt down in front of Ye Feng.

"If you want to sell yourself as a savior, forget it. Just tell me about your previous experience, and I will give you a place to live and restore your master and servant's strength."

"Really?" Hongxia asked with wide eyes.

"Wait for me first..." Ye Feng said. He took some materials such as silk from the ring, stole some poisons from Ye Ling with his magic power, mixed them together, put them on his hands, grinned and refined them into a pair of gloves with the way of refining, and threw them in front of his eyes. "Hong Mian doesn't wake up yet?"

HongMian's memory only lasted until Ye Feng burst into the world. After resurrection, looking at Huoer's unfathomable cultivation and the strange scenery in front of him, he immediately drilled into Ye Feng's arms.

"Qixia, you take them back to the world to settle down. Then Hongxia, if you have anything to say, just tell HongMian directly. I'll know later. Huoer, go and greet your men and prepare to move."

Ye Feng found a new residence in the twinkling of an eye. Amitabha was very happy. He asked a group of disciples to pack up their things and moved to the so-called great volcano that night.

Big volcanoes are much bigger than their names, even compared with the legendary 800 mile Flame Mountain. The poisonous smoke from the mountain fire blocked the blue sky for thousands of miles. From a distance, it was like an alchemy furnace with a cover.

Amitabha Buddha and his disciples didn't practice fire attribute. Seeing this behind the scenes, they immediately had a black line in their head. Fire and fire spirit king were very happy. Later, they flew into the thick smoke and went crazy with a large group of spirit objects and spirit families.

"Amitabha Buddha, you are really all people!" Amitabha Buddha sighed as he looked at the gradually clear sky.

"This is also a military camp. It was slaughtered by the world under ice God a year ago."

"Oh! You know that!"

"Huoer picked up a Taoist instrument, and the spirit of the instrument experienced that war."

"That is to say, there is the inheritance of refining tools in that world!"

"But they believe as like as two peas, not a Taoist ancestor, but a very tall man called" cold and anxious ".

"Sudden cold? Sudden cold... Is it very cold? Taoist priest once preached here!" Amitabha patted his forehead and shouted.

"Who is he?"

"Of course it's your cheap martial uncle! In Shiyuan world, most of them call him JIhang Taoist and some call him JIhang Bodhisattva. He was originally an ascetic monk. Later, he was favored by the supreme old gentleman and secretly turned around to teach Taoism..."

"Is he wandering too empty?"

"I left early. I don't know. But with his understanding and the means of Buddhism and Taoism, should I be able to get the road?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter whether he left after preaching. Moreover, the inheritance of refining tools in that world is not too high. Only the creator hand has a Taoist tool."

"... you mean, the smelly girl brought back the instrument, which was left by their Creator God!"

"Ice God did it himself. Who can leave the ghost except him?"

Ice God moves, who can leave the remnant soul. This seems to flatter heaven and man, but from another point of view, that is, even if the ice God takes action, it can not completely destroy the soul mark of the creator God. Amitabha Buddha didn't recognize the doorway, but he also had a compassionate expression. When he thought about it clearly, he immediately stared at Ye Feng.

"Maybe the God of fire knew we could find him and saved his life. After all, there is a great volcano. We will find it sooner or later." Ye Feng saw the change of Amitabha's face and picked the spike of sword with his fingers.

"Are you going to get him back?"

"It's not a problem for us to raise ten creator gods with the resources at hand. Whether we can recover depends on his own performance..."

Ye Feng didn't say much, but he was involved in too much. Amitabha, savoring his words, returned to his retreat and continued to realize the transformation of the five elements.

In fact, Ye Feng felt the difference of the remnant soul as early as he touched the Taoist instrument. The soul power sent later was enough to support an ordinary person to reach the immortal level, but the remnant soul clearly felt the soul power and took the initiative to bear it. After recovering, it looked like a fool and pretended to be stunned.

Therefore, Ye Feng temporarily resurrects Hong Mian and asks her to deliver a message on her behalf. It is just to let him put down his guard and get some truth through Hong Mian's ignorance. Now that we know so many facts and warn the God of fire in disguise, Ye Feng has gained a lot. I found a clean place and drank Baihua wine alone.