If his vitality is not destroyed, he may one day be qualified to challenge him.

Now that the vitality is destroyed, it will never be possible in this life.

At least according to the current situation, "Five Spirit Transformations" has not fully demonstrated the strength he hoped for.

"This time we are together, why don't we hold a banquet here tonight and have a good gathering?" Youming asked.

"That's great, my wife, then I'll help you prepare."

Ye Xiong had never seen Youming take the initiative to propose a banquet, and now he said.

Monk Wuxin and Jian Chen both agreed and went down to prepare.

After they left, Ye Xiong had time to chat with Beixu, Jin Yi and others.

"Miss Fire, are you okay?" Ye Xiong asked with concern.

"I'm fine." Huo Yan shook his head: "It's just that I've been trapped for two hundred years and wasted a little time in my cultivation."

"It's only two hundred years, it's not a problem for us." Jin Yi said.

"You go down and prepare well. We will not return until we get drunk tonight." Ye Xiong said with a smile.

...

Half an hour later, the wing room.

Ye Xiong fell on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling.

In his mind, Wuming's sword against the sky was like a ghost that was lingering in his mind.

Who doesn’t want to be a peerless strong man, who doesn’t want to fight against a peerless strong man?

If his vitality is not destroyed, he will have a chance to fight with him.

"Wu Ming is waiting for someone. Who is this person?" Ye Xiong murmured to himself.

The door was pushed open with a creak, and Youming walked in.

Seeing him lying on the bed listlessly, Youming could understand his mood and said, "You are only seven hundred years old and have the same cultivation level today. What else do you want? Don't think too much."

"I don't think too much about it. There are losses and gains. If I hadn't lost my vitality, I would not be able to practice the Five Spirit Transformation!" Ye Xiong said with a smile.

He took out a small peach tree-shaped thing from his body, which was the magic weapon of the Fairy of Taoyuan.

"Wife, I'll give you this thing. If you practice hard, your strength may be higher in the future."

Both of them have seen the power of this magic weapon, and it is not weak at all compared to the magical artifacts on their bodies.

Wei Ming took the magic weapon over and used his spiritual consciousness to enter the magic weapon.

Each magic weapon has its own inner world. She wants to use her spiritual consciousness to enter the magic weapon and see which sacred magic weapon is.

Ye Xiong stood beside him and waited quietly.

The Netherworld sat blankly, as if he had lost his soul.

Five minutes, ten minutes, and half an hour.

Ye Xiong began to feel something was wrong. No matter how powerful a magic weapon was, half an hour was enough to detect the inner world.

"Youming, wake up, wake up quickly."

"Youming, you will soon come out of the spiritual consciousness."

"Wife..."

Ye Xiong shouted several times in a row, but Youming didn't respond, and he was immediately very nervous.

If this continues, Youming will be taken away from his soul and become a soulless puppet.

He had no vitality at this moment and could not use his spiritual consciousness. In an anxious state, he waved his fist and punched the magic weapon.

The magic weapon was violently smashed by his punches and kept crying.

Youming suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his consciousness finally came back.

"Damn it, the fairy Taoyuan actually set up a illusion array in the inner world of magic weapons. I was almost trapped and couldn't come back." Youming cursed.

"This bitch woman is still a slut when she dies." Ye Xiong couldn't help but curse.

"Fortunately, you took action in time to attack the magic weapon, so that the illusion inside was not so stable. I took the opportunity to break the illusion array inside, and then it came out."

Youming breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Ye Xiong asked anxiously.

"It's okay, I'm just really angry." Youming's eyes suddenly showed shock.

"What's wrong?" Looking at her appearance, Ye Xiong felt a little strange.

"What level do you guess this magic weapon is?" asked Youming.

"What else can it be? This magic weapon is so powerful, it must be a magic weapon." Ye Xiong said.

Youming shook his head.

"It's not a magic weapon, is it an immortal weapon... It's impossible. It's just that the immortal weapon is so powerful." Ye Xiong didn't believe it.

"It's not a fairy weapon either."

"It's not a magic weapon or an immortal weapon, what is that?" Ye Xiong widened his eyes and stared at Youming and asked, "Don't tell me, there are magic weapons that are more powerful than magic weapons."

In Ye Xiong's concept of cultivation, the universe is divided into three major sections: cultivation world, immortal world and divine world.

Magic weapons are divided into three types: magic weapons, immortal weapons and magic weapons.

"I just entered the inner world of the magic weapon and learned that the name of the magic weapon is Peach Blossom Peach, and its grade is: semi-holy weapon."

Holy artifact?

This is the first time Ye Xiong has heard of this term.

He had heard of the Holy Realm. It was a world of nine major forces in the Ascension Platform. It was under the control of the Dark Tiger and was the power territory of the Temple of Light.

As for this holy weapon, what the hell is it?

This peach blossom feather is still a semi-sacred weapon. So, how powerful will a real holy weapon be?

"Apart from that, can you find anything else in the magic weapon?" Ye Xiong continued to ask.

"There is a peach blossom forest inside the magic weapon. There are two plaques standing at the entrance of the peach blossom forest. The words "peach blossom feather" are written on one side and the words "half-holy artifact" on the other side, so I guessed." said Youming.

Ye Xiong really wanted to go in and see what was in this peach blossom forest.

Unfortunately, I lost my vitality and my spiritual consciousness.

"You are a god general in the divine world. I also have some memory of Ye Wentian in my mind. We have never heard of any holy tools. Maybe someone is playing pranks and deliberately blinding people, which is not sure." Ye Xiong said.

Youming nodded, thinking that it made sense.

If there are holy weapons above the artifact, then it means there are higher planes above the artifact?

This is almost impossible.

If so, it would have been discovered long ago.

"You have a rest first, I'll go out to work hard first." After Youming finished, he turned around and left.

Ye Xiong lay on the bed, tossing and turning, his heart was in a mess, and he immediately got up and headed towards the back mountain.

I don’t know if I don’t go, I’m shocked when I go.

The scenery behind this gate mountain is beautiful.

Looking up, the reddish-brown stone steps winding upwards, leading to the back mountain.

Many tall trees were planted on both sides, and all kinds of flowers were grown.

When people walk in, they are like entering a tree hole.

Such wooded trails extend all the way to the top of the back mountain. When people walk in, they will feel comfortable easily.

Ye Xiong walked slowly. When he reached the middle of the mountain, he suddenly found a familiar figure in front of him, wearing a monk's robe. Who was it not Monk Wuxin?

"Master Wuxin is here too?" Ye Xiong smiled and greeted him...

"Amida Buddha, it turns out to be Ye Shizhan." Master Wuxin put his palms together and replied: "I saw it was still early, so I walked around."
Chapter completed!