494 Nirvana God Pill

While the Qingzhou was flying, the fat man talked endlessly about the situation in Zhentian Sect to Ye Feng. Ye Feng listened with a smile, nodded from time to time, and even guided the topic appropriately and raised some questions without any trace. This made the fat man feel unprecedentedly comfortable and happy, and the talk was even more vigorous.

After a while, Ye Feng and Fatty finally arrived at a magnificent and ancient hall at the top of a high and beautiful mountain and stopped.

This hall is the place where Zhentian Sect specializes in handling the affairs of three or four generations of disciples. The entire hall is shrouded in and out by powerful and dazzling bans, and monks come in and out at every moment.

The fat man stopped at the edge of the square because in front of this hall, all the monks below the second generation were forbidden to fly. The fat man showed a look of awe on his face, and he quickly walked over the square and came to the hall at the end of the square, and unexpectedly stopped his words.

It turned out that not only was it prohibited to fly in this hall, but it also prohibited monks from making loud noises. The fat man was worried that he would violate the rules of the sect, so he simply stopped talking.

"There is the place where the disciples are enrolled. Only after passing through the cave can you choose a cave and receive tasks. You go there alone, and I'll wait for you outside." The fat man pointed to one of the many rooms and then whispered.

Obviously, the fat man was just bragging about himself earlier. With his cultivation level, he had no ability to help Ye Feng choose caves and tasks. However, Ye Feng didn't care, because he didn't need such help at all.

"good."

Ye Feng nodded slightly, walked into the room, and immediately saw a young fourth-generation monk reading a book. When the young monk heard the sound of the door, he looked up at Ye Feng, then continued to read low, and at the same time he thought casually: "Name, cultivation, origin and introduction."

"Ye Feng, the ninth level of the fusion, the scattered cultivator in the sky, the lord of Zhentian City!"

Although the young monk's attitude was not serious enough, Ye Feng didn't care. Even Ye Feng liked the young monk's simple and direct way of speaking very much, so his answer was as simple and direct as the young monk's question asked, very simple, direct, and no word was wasted.

"It turns out that the uncle was here. The disciple was short-sighted and was negligent before. I asked the uncle not to remember the villain, but I blamed the disciple." The young monk looked at Ye Feng again and found that Ye Feng was indeed unfathomable. The more he looked, the less he looked like a fourth-generation disciple. He could no longer calm down. He quickly put down the book, stood up, nodded, and showed an extremely respectful and panic look.

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and help me with the procedures, I won't blame you." Ye Feng frowned slightly.

Ye Feng doesn't like being despised more, but he just doesn't like the appearance of a monk who is arrogant at first and respectful at the time and makes changes when he sees the wind. You should know that the most important thing for a cultivator is to have an indomitable heart. You must not be as humble as some ordinary people, and you will have no backbone at all.

"Yes, uncle!"

The monks did not dare to be negligent, and became more and more panic and respectful. They thought that Ye Feng was unhappy because of his previous negligence, so the procedures were naturally very fast.

As for whether Ye Feng's origin was a problem, he didn't dare to investigate. Moreover, Ye Feng had a brand issued by Zhentian Sect and the recommendation of Zhentian City Lord. Even if his identity was suspicious, it had nothing to do with him, a small monk in charge of affairs.

The monk in charge took Ye Feng's disciple identity token with both hands, wrote some information using a special golden pen, and then took out a detailed map and spread it flat on the table in front of Ye Feng.

"Uncle Master, this is a detailed map of this sect. All the uninhabited mountains and caves are marked on it. Uncle Master, you can choose one of them. Of course, Uncle Master, you can choose slowly. Disciple will prepare tea for Uncle Master." After putting the map, the monk said respectfully.

After a while, the monk in charge made a pot of high-quality spiritual tea with fragrance and abundant spiritual energy. Ye Feng began to choose a cave while drinking tea, and asked some questions from time to time. As for the monk in charge, he stood aside, and naturally knew everything about Ye Feng's questions.

Ye Feng discovered that every cultivator in the Zhentian Sect in the God Transformation Realm can have a cave, and every cultivator in the Combination Realm can obtain a whole mountain with the best spiritual veins as the cave. As for the second generation of cultivators in the Tribulation Realm, they can enter the secret realm of the Zhentian Sect to practice.

As for the floating mountain peaks deep in Zhentian Sect, the sky-grade spiritual treasure is also a secret realm of the sect, but only a generation of disciples, the Mahayana Immortal Lord, is qualified to enter.

On the map Ye Feng looked at, the mountains marked out were caves that the three generations of disciples of Zhentian Sect could choose. The worst of them were far better than the best free caves in Zhentian City, and the best one was infinitely close to the secret area of ​​Zhentian Sect. However, most of these mountain caves had been taken first by the other three generations of disciples.

"Hey, the spiritual veins of this mountain are obviously very good. Among so many caves, it can be said to be one of the best. Why is it still empty now?" At this time, Ye Feng's eyes swept through the map, and suddenly lit up slightly, stopped, raised his hand and pointed to a relatively remote mountain on the map, asking in confusion.

"Uncle Master doesn't know that this mountain was originally the best among all the three generations of cultivators' caves, and it is even infinitely close to the periphery of the secret realm of the sect. However, since a hundred years ago, the spiritual veins on this mountain began to scatter, so the quality of the cave has been reduced a lot, and it can only rank at the last among the many peaks." The monk in charge of the service said regretfully.

"Why don't you plant a spiritual tree on this mountain? Wouldn't you be able to gather spiritual energy again? Also, dispersed spiritual energy on this mountain may not be a bad thing. At least you can plant various spiritual herbs, right?" Ye Feng questioned.

"It is not a time when you have to plant spiritual trees and spiritual herbs that can be achieved in a year or two. You have to rely on the spiritual trees to repair the best spiritual veins on this mountain. At least one rare thousand-year-old spiritual tree is planted. Moreover, the thousand-year-old spiritual tree is extremely rare, and even if it can be transplanted, it is extremely expensive. If the transplant fails, it will be a lot of losses. And the sect will not pay this fee. Naturally, no three generations of monks are willing to waste spirit stones by themselves." said the monk in charge.

"Yes, instead of wasting spirit stones, it's better to choose other caves directly." Ye Feng nodded slightly and said.

"Uncle Master said very much that if there is no accident in this cave, if this cave continues to develop like this, it will not take many years to become a place for four generations of cultivators to practice. With Uncle Master's strength, it is better to directly choose other peaks. Even if these peaks already have masters, Uncle Master can easily snatch them." The disciples in charge said with a favor.

"Can you steal the caves of other fellow sects from the sect?" Ye Feng said in surprise.

"Yes, in order to hone the cultivators of this sect, this sect had this regulation a long time ago. In the sect, strength is the most respectful. As long as no human life is lost, there is generally no problem. Even such things as robbing Taoist couples often happen. Therefore, all the cultivators of this sect practice hard, and this sect gradually became the leader of the five major sects, and their overall strength is even far superior to the three major sword cultivators." The cultivator in charge nodded, his eyes a little hot.

Ye Feng was slightly stunned. It was the first time he saw such a cruel sect rule. This was almost as good as some demonic sects that allowed their disciples to kill each other.

"This rule is actually good, and it can indeed inspire disciples to practice, but if you fight bravely all day long, won't you even have time to practice?" Ye Feng said in confusion.

"That's not the case. The competition for the caves of our sect once every six months. If you don't want to fight, you can pay the spirit stones to the challenger. However, this is not a long-term solution after all, because not responding to the fight is showing weakness. Not only can you avoid trouble, it will also attract more people who bully the weak and fear the strong." said the monk in charge.

"Okay, I understand, I will choose this cave. Although the spiritual veins begin to scatter, it is a mountain cave of three generations of disciples. Moreover, there should be no fellow disciples coming to snatch them, so that I can concentrate on my cultivation." Ye Feng pondered slightly.

In fact, avoiding fighting and keeping a low profile is just one of the reasons why Ye Feng chose this cave. More importantly, Ye Feng has the most rare spiritual tree, the Chaos Divine Tree, and can completely ignore the scattering of the spiritual veins of this mountain peak and use it as the best cave for the three generations of disciples.

The monk in charge of business was slightly stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Ye Feng to have such an idea. He couldn't help but look down on Ye Feng, his uncle, his timid and cowardly.

However, the monk did not dare to reveal this matter. He immediately felt Ye Feng's request and wrote another message to Ye Feng's identity token. He held the identity token in both hands and respectfully handed it to Ye Feng.

"What are the master tasks for the three generations of disciples?"

Ye Feng took the token and said, "He planned to take on some more tasks by the way. After the task was completed, he could feel at ease lurking in Zhentian Sect."

Unexpectedly, the monk in charge said, "Uncle Master doesn't know anything. The third generation of disciples do not need to receive any tasks. They usually only need to receive the spirit stone and elixir to practice. The only thing they are responsible for is that when the sect needs three generations of disciples, the third generation of disciples must serve the sect unconditionally."

"So that's it!" Ye Feng suddenly realized and hung the token around his waist. Then, under the guidance of the monk in charge of work, he received a large amount of spirit stones and elixirs, and then rushed to the mountain he had just been assigned.

The fat man who had been waiting outside had already been completely shocked. When he saw Ye Feng appear, he couldn't help but feel ashamed, not knowing what to say.

It turned out that the fat man had been watching at the door and had already known that Ye Feng was not a fourth-generation cultivator, but a third-generation cultivator. Especially Ye Feng was already at the peak of the late stage of the fusion, and even among the third-generation cultivator, it was an extremely powerful existence. It would not be impossible to become a second-generation cultivator in the future.

However, such a master senior, Fatty had regarded him as his junior brother before, but now, just thinking about it, Fatty felt very scary.

"No wonder he was dazed when he looked at the big words on the stone tablet before. It turned out that he could really see the big words moving. No wonder..." The fat man thought about it and felt more and more that he had been too stupid before, and he had actually ignored many details.

Fortunately, Ye Feng did not mean to be calculating with the fat man, which made the fat man finally breathe a sigh of relief and immediately followed Ye Feng and the monk in charge of work to Ye Feng's mountain cave.

Of course, there was no need for monks or fat men to go to work, but Ye Feng could only go with one, but the two monks insisted on helping to lead the way, so Ye Feng took them with him.

After all, he still has many situations to inquire about. There are no reliable monks in Zhentian Sect, so this fat man and a monk in charge of affairs can be used temporarily.

After helping to clean and arrange it, the fat man and the monk in charge left together. Ye Feng arranged the formation of Zhuxian Demon Suppressing Demons on the mountain, and then entered the cave and communicated with the Holy Emperor Hall. The Chaos Divine Tree shook slightly, and the spiritual energy on the entire mountain was attracted in an instant, and there was no longer any problem of distraction.

At the same time, Ye Feng discovered that the cave of Zhentian Sect is indeed well-known and is indeed far superior to the highest cave of Zhentian City. Especially this cave is permanently free, and there are even spirit stones and elixirs to collect. No wonder so many casual cultivators dream of becoming cultivators of Zhentian Sect.

Ye Feng believes that when he practices in this Zhentian Sect, his improvement speed will not slow down due to his high cultivation level. However, now he is at the peak of the late stage of the fusion, and he must find some magic medicines that can break through the bottlenecks so that he can successfully become a fusion Great Perfection Cultivator.

After everything was settled, Ye Feng left the cave and came to the mountain gate square of Zhentian Sect. Not only were there sermons from the second generation of tribulation monks, but there were also stone tablets with mysterious characters written on them. No matter which one was of great help to Ye Feng, it was very likely that Ye Feng would break through the cultivation barrier and become a great perfect cultivator in the fusion realm.

In order to be able to watch the stone tablet, Ye Feng specially chose a position facing the stone tablet. In this way, Ye Feng can not only listen to the lectures, but also observe the stone tablets, and it will not attract attention.

While waiting for the evening, the monks who listened to the preaching dispersed, but the number of monks on the square did not decrease, and even became more.

It turns out that every night, the third and fourth generations of disciples of Zhentian Sect will sell the spiritual treasures they obtained through various channels on this mountain gate square to sell or directly exchange them for other cultivation items they want. Sometimes some second generation tribulation cultivators will even come to participate in the transaction.

At this time, the entire mountain gate square was brightly lit and lively. The area of ​​hundreds of miles was filled with monks, and without exception, they were all high-level monks, which showed the prosperity and strength of Zhentian Sect.

Looking at the bustling night market, Ye Feng realized that there were indeed many monks on the day square, but compared with this night market, they could only be described as deserted.

This feeling is as if most monks hide during the day, and when they wait at night, they will all come out from the ground.

The next moment, Ye Feng was surprised to find that this night market consisting of monks of Zhentian Sect sold a wide variety of cultivation objects and extremely high quality. It can be said that it includes everything and everything. The products are even richer than the markets in Zhentian City, and there are many items that can help in cultivation.

After all, there are not a few monks in Zhentian City who are facing bottlenecks like Ye Feng, and there will be supply naturally when there is demand. In particular, many monks have passed this level and have personal experience of breaking through the bottleneck. They can not only write down their breakthrough experience, but also find relevant treasures and magic medicines.

"Nirvana Pill! It can help monks to impact the Great Perfection of Combination. The effect is one level and the price is 5,000-day-grade spirit stones." At this time, a third-generation monk shouted loudly.

This three-generation monk had a great perfection in the integration of the Great Perfection. It seemed that he had just broken through. There was a delicate jade bottle with a glimmer of light on the stall in front of him.

The jade bottle is fiery red and exudes a fiery aura. It is a rare spiritual pill that is mainly composed of the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Blood and is combined with countless other rare materials.

The reason why it is called Nirvana Pill is, as the name suggests, this spiritual pill can transform the monks, and the effect is like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, so it is named.

When Ye Feng went to the Vermilion Honey to explore the secret, he wanted to find the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Blood to refine the spiritual pill, but unfortunately he failed to get his wish. Fortunately, the Vermilion Bird Divine Stone he obtained was not as rare as the Vermilion Bird Spiritual Blood, but he also helped Ye Feng.

Now that he heard the shouts of this third-generation monk, Ye Feng was immediately attracted, and more than ten other late-stage monks of the fusion were also attracted.

"Five thousand heavenly-grade spirit stones are too expensive. I bought it if I am a little cheaper, and I paid for the spirit stones on the spot." A monk hesitated.

Even if the monks of Zhentian Sect are treated very well, the five thousand heavenly-grade spirit stones are still a sky-high price for these monks. After all, these monks usually consume a lot of spirit stones for their practice.

As for Ye Feng, who just joined Zhentian Sect, there is no need to say.

"Five thousand is still expensive? Don't make trouble if you can't afford it! You can see clearly that this is the Nirvana Pill, a spiritual pill refined by the blood of the divine beast Vermilion Bird. This spiritual pill is one of the two I accidentally obtained when I was exploring a ruin of an ancient monk. After I used one of them myself, I immediately broke through to the Great Perfection of Combination, and this one was left. If it weren't for the lack of the stable cultivation of the spirit stone, I wouldn't have taken it out for sale." The stall owner said unhappily.

"Yes, my senior brother did go out to explore the secret last year. At that time, he was still in the late stage of the fusion. He didn't expect to become a fusion Great Perfection cultivator so soon. It must be the contribution of this Nirvana Pill. I just happened to want to reach the fusion Great Perfection realm. I want this Nirvana Pill." Another monk couldn't wait to say.

"Nirvana Pill is a good thing. It not only helps break through the cultivation barrier, but also burns impurities and souls in the body, and can greatly improve the qualifications of monks, life span and the realm of heaven. No one will foolishly miss such rare things. I will give you six thousand heavenly-grade spirit stones and sell them to me." Another monk said.

The other monks were also excited. Some monks did not have enough spirit stones and could only stop regretfully. Some monks took extraordinary measures and kept increasing the price to nine thousand heavenly-grade spirit stones. This Nirvana Pill was bought by a personal disciple of a senior second-generation monk.

As for Ye Feng, he could only sigh, but he soon discovered hope. A cultivator onlooker actually said that the next competition of the sect will receive a reward of the auspicious dragon pill that is comparable to the Nirvana Pill.

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Chapter completed!