Chapter 1422 The Phantom of the Martial Saint

The old man's shadow glanced at Ye Feng again, and immediately there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, and asked: "The seventh level of the virtual realm, to be able to achieve this step, it should be... borrowing the power of a spiritual weapon, right?"

The secret was revealed at a glance, and Ye Feng seemed a little uncomfortable. Situ

If it weren't for the Nine Jue Sky Monument, he would have melted into a pile of flesh and blood when the magma first erupted, and it would indeed be difficult to hold on until the end.

Fortunately, the old man had no other intentions.

Spiritual weapons, luck, etc. are all part of a warrior's strength. There is nothing to say. Besides, even if foreign objects are used, how about trying it with someone else? Not to mention the virtual realm, even the king realm, in that kind of situation, will fall into a certain death situation.

"By the way...Senior, why are there two scrolls?"

The conversation changed and Ye Feng changed the subject.

"The one above is just a fake thing and cannot be obtained at all. The one under the magma is the real three forbidden things of divine magic."

"To practice this method, you must not only have a physical body that can withstand the high temperature tempering of lava, but also a strong mind that can withstand the baptism of negative energy. Both are indispensable. Of course, if you want to pass on the supreme secrets of my Aquatic Tribe, you must also have It’s all about escaping from the clutches of the monster below.”

The old man's shadow revealed the doubts in Ye Feng's heart.

Ye Feng was horrified when he heard this.

The scroll I saw for the first time in the lava was just a trap?

If you can't withstand the magma erosion, or you don't sense the call, or you can't escape from the big fish head's mouth, you won't be able to obtain the three forbidden powers.

"What kind of creature is that fish-headed human skeleton?"

Thinking of the scene of being chased in the end, Ye Feng couldn't help but shudder.

As long as he was delayed for one or two breaths, the big fish head would be able to swallow him up in one bite.

Ye Feng's words made the old man's shadow look more serious, and he said in a serious voice: "It can be said to be a branch of my water tribe, or it can be said to be the natural enemy of my water tribe. It only exists within the Martial God Sea. It is powerful...incredible."

"How come it appears here?" Ye Feng asked doubtfully.

"In order to obtain the energy of the Sea Eye, I dreamed of evolving again... This skeleton has been dead for thousands of years. Even though it has been dead for so long, it can still keep its spirit from being dispersed..."

The old man waved his hand phantomly, as if he was unwilling to talk about the bones in detail.

This skeletal creature is considered an anomaly. Countless strong men from the aquatic tribe will have their spirits wiped out of consciousness by the Eye of the Sea after their death and transformed into negative energy. Only this monster can maintain a trace of itself after such a long time of death.

But... in hundreds or thousands of years, it will no longer exist.

Ye Feng nodded, raised his hands to the old man's shadow and asked, "I haven't asked yet... What's your name, senior?"

"I...Wu Yunqian, you probably have never heard of this name. If you are from the Aolaihai Tribe, you may have heard of my other name...Master of the Eternal Life Palace, Wu Sheng."

The words were plain, but when they fell in Ye Feng's ears, they were like thunder from the sky.

Although he was somewhat prepared, he was also shocked.

Martial Saint!

The newly appointed master of the Eternal Life Palace is a legendary figure who was the first person to dominate the Aolai Sea. If he is still in charge of the Eternal Life Palace, how can the Silver Dragon Palace have the qualifications to be arrogant.

There is no need for me to risk my life and come here to find a way to defeat Ao Feibai.

"Ye Feng, I have met...Senior Martial Saint. Elder Ao Cang, but he has been looking for senior." Ye Feng quickly saluted respectfully. Not only because of his status as a Martial Saint, but also because he is the ancestor of Martial Princess.

"It seems that you did come from the Palace of Eternal Life..."

Wu Sheng nodded lightly. After hesitating for a moment, his eyes revealed a hint of longing, and he said, "How is the Eternal Life Palace now? Ao Cang...are you okay?"

"The situation is not good. Since the departure of Senior Martial Saint, the Palace of Eternal Life has been in decline and has been continuously eroded by the Silver Dragon Palace. My entry into this place is related to the grudge between the two palaces. And...Wu Ji..."

Wu Sheng's expression fluctuated for a moment, but he soon fell into calmness again, and said indifferently: "You don't have to say anything."

"What happens to the Eternal Life Palace will be decided by future generations. I am an outsider and will no longer interfere with the grievances involved."

"If your mind is entangled in this, how can you... pursue the divine way?"

The latter sentence was more like what he said to himself.

"Okay, we don't have much time. The meridians map of the Three Forbidden Gods has been corrected by me. Next, it depends on your own destiny."

The tone of his voice suddenly increased, and the entire phantom of the Martial Saint was like a flying fairy, filled with an unattainable sense of majesty.

"Um...Senior Martial Saint, do you really want to pass on the Shui Tribe's secret skill, 'Three Taboos of Divine Law', to me, an outsider?"

Ye Feng murmured in his heart.

This is the secret skill of the Shui tribe, and is it passed on to a human tribe like this?

Moreover, Wu Sheng never asked him whether he was on the side of the Eternal Life Palace or the Silver Dragon Palace.

People who have reached a certain level of cultivation often behave unexpectedly, but the Martial Saint is different. After all, he is the former leader of the Eternal Life Palace, so he will not pass on this unique skill to warriors outside the Eternal Life Palace.

"Since you have passed the test set by me, you are a destined person. I believe you... will not disgrace this unique skill." Wu Sheng's eyes were deep, but his answer was very brief.

"In that case, I would like to thank you, senior, for your help. Senior, please rest assured that the affairs of the Eternal Life Palace in the future are my, Ye Feng's business." Ye Feng bowed hurriedly. He was not a fool. Since Wu Sheng had no objection, wouldn't it be unnecessary if he continued to entangle himself in these matters? .

After letting the Demon Flame Dragon Lion retreat, Ye Feng said nothing more. He sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the meridian running diagram in the air, and began to activate his Yuanli.

After receiving the guidance and correction from the Martial Saint, this magical martial art was indeed much smoother than before, but compared with ordinary martial arts, the difficulty of the Three Forbidden Divine Laws was still hell-level.

With Ye Feng's martial arts talent, it was never difficult to practice heaven-level martial arts, but running the "Three Forbidden Divine Laws" was very sluggish.

Yuanli flowed intermittently in the meridians, and sometimes it would stagnate when encountering some key nodes, causing Ye Feng to frown.

"The Three Forbidden Divine Laws are high-level secrets from the Martial God Sea. Once practiced successfully, the improvement of the warrior's combat power is extremely considerable. To practice... naturally, the difficulty is also extraordinary."

The shadow of the Martial Saint has been hanging above Ye Feng's head, half-squinting his eyes and giving a faint reminder.

Ye Feng listened to this, hope flashed in his eyes, and his confidence increased greatly. The martial arts that could be praised by the existence of the Martial Saint must have its unique features.

When he barely finished the first meridian circulation, it was almost half a day since Ye Feng started practicing. Ye Feng opened his eyes, sweating all over, almost exhausted.

But at least he passed the level with difficulty.

"Come again!"

After a long breath, he threw the few remaining pills in the storage ring into his mouth. He had no time to rest and went straight to the second Zhoutian cycle.

Now is not the time to be lazy. The battle with Ao Feibai is imminent, and Ye Feng must improve every bit of combat power as much as possible.

What's more, Ye Feng has long been accustomed to the boring practice process. Compared with encountering life and death dangers again and again, no matter how difficult the practice is, it is worth it.

"Well, his character is quite good. It is rare for him to reach this level at such a young age."

"That thing... maybe... he has a chance to complete it for me..."

Looking at Ye Feng who had entered the state of cultivation again, the Martial Saint Shadow nodded gently.

His deep gaze moved away from Ye Feng and turned to look far to the west, in the depths of the endless sea, the legendary place that belonged to the aquatic race... and even the entire Shenwu!

Martial God Sea...