Chapter 1002 Visitors, Trillions of Prestige

"Xiaotiantian, you wait for me!"

"One day, I want you to know who is the strongest genius in China mainland."

Feng Chuan put his hands on his back and looked into the distance.

Tatata!

At this time, there were four footsteps approaching, it was Tianji Pavilion F4, Mr. Zhifan, Zhu Yongfu, Xiao Fangu, and Dong Yuandong.

"Meet the pavilion master!"

The four entered the hall and hurriedly bowed their hands in salute.

"What are you doing here?" Feng Chuan glanced at Mr. Paper Fan and the others angrily.

The paper fan hurriedly said: "Pavilion Master, the number of second-generation reincarnators in our Tianji Pavilion has decreased by more than one million, and all of them are above the Divine Origin Realm. What can we do?"

"Don't bother." Feng Chuan sneered.

Does he want to say that he was swallowed up by himself?

In this case, you shouldn't scare the people like Mr. Paper Fan to death?

"Don't bother?"

Mr. Paper Fan and the others were stunned.

Feng Chuan didn't speak, stood calmly in place, thought about it, and was about to find a reason to fool.

However, I only heard the paper fan clapping his hands and said, "I understand! The Celestial Clan is gone, and the second-generation reincarnators they left behind are useless, and they will die if they die. Pavilion Master, is that so?"

This time, it was Feng Chuan's turn to be stunned.

Soon, the corners of his mouth rose slightly and said: "Yes, the Celestial Clan are gone, we don't need to continue to work hard for them, and the life and death of the second-generation reincarnators are ignored."

"How about we gather the second-generation reincarnators and build them into the subordinate forces of our Tianji Pavilion?" Zhu Yongfu on the side suggested.

"Yes!" Feng Chuan nodded.

He didn't want to take care of this matter at all. Since Zhu Yongfu and the others can contribute to the management, it is naturally better.

Feng Chuan added:

"From today onwards, your Heavenly Secret Pavilion will be responsible for tracking them, allowing them to break through the realm as soon as possible and contribute to us."

"Yes." Tianji Pavilion F4 said in unison.

After a while.

Looking at the four people leaving the hall,

Feng Chuan took the teacup and took a sip, the smile on the corner of his mouth could no longer be hidden.

"It seems like a good plan!"

"Hundreds of Trees of Life continue to cultivate new undersea gods, and then let Tianji Pavilion be installed in various parts of Shenzhou to practice with the help of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in the nearby area."

"When their cultivation bases have broken through to the Divine Origin Realm, I can harvest them regularly and strengthen myself."

"Wonderful, really wonderful!"

Feng Chuan felt that he was really a genius.

Soon, he put down the teacup and began to practice the most difficult holy-level magical power "Wanliu Chaoyuan" in the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Sects.

Then, he was stumped.

The reason is that this magical power is really difficult to cultivate!

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Misty Peak.

After the news of Ye Feng's resignation as Son of Destiny came out, there were discussions everywhere in Baifu City and Misty Sect.

Many people do not understand why Ye Feng resigned.

In their hearts, they are very sorry.

Dangdang!

At this time, the sound of the bronze bell calling the door came from the foot of the mountain.

"Is there a guest coming? I'll go receive it!" Hu Dahong was still nibbling on a big duck's leg, madly running down the mountain.

After a while, Hu Dahong came back.

Behind her, dozens of illusory figures followed, all exuding a powerful breath, infinitely close to the Holy Land.

Ye Feng was quite surprised by this.

These people are the incarnations of the ancient saints such as the ancient sage of the hot sun and the master of the cangqing forbidden area.

"I have seen the head of Ye."

When the incarnations of the holy realms saw Ye Feng, they bowed their hands one after another.

Regarding Ye Feng's strength, none of the incarnations of the Holy Realm present dared to despise him in the slightest.

In their opinion, even if their own body came in person and all joined hands, they would not be able to defeat the terrifying Ye Feng.

"You old sage seniors, what are you doing here?"

Ye Feng put down the teacup and looked around.

"Come to pay a visit." The incarnation of Jiaoyang Ancient Sage was familiar with Ye Feng, and was pushed out and took the initiative to explain his intention.

"The visitor is a guest, sit down!"

Ye Feng reached out and tapped the void, dozens of stools appeared nearby, and the incarnations of the holy realms took their seats and chatted with Ye Feng.

The whole conversation was not nutritious.

It is probably that the saints came to thank Ye Feng for his dedication to Shenzhou, congratulated the Misty Sect for winning the honorary title of "quasi-sacred place", and some holy places even wanted to send the disciples of the clan to the Misty Sect.

Ye Feng basically refused everyone's request.

After half an hour.

Except for the incarnation of the ancient sage of the hot sun, the rest of the people all left.

"Sect Master Ye, I'll go see Wenwen." The incarnation of the ancient sage of Jiaoyang smiled and walked towards the mountain behind Misty Peak, wondering how Xia Wenwen was doing in Misty Sect.

Ye Feng did not stop him.

Sitting on the stool, he almost laughed when he heard the beep from the system.

【Reputation value +9272312】

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[Power of Faith +12836743]

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Ye Feng, Shenzhou Tiandao, and the Ancient Holy Spirit are collectively known as the three major forces to defeat the Celestial Clan. As one of them, Ye Feng is completely famous in China.

More and more people recognize the Miao sect from the bottom of their hearts.

As a result, countless prestige points and the power of belief poured in like a tide. In just over ten days, the prestige value has risen from the original hundreds of billions to more than 990 billion today.

"Ding! Congratulations to the Misty Sect's reputation for breaking through a trillion!"

"Congratulations on the promotion of the Spirit Beast Pavilion to the eleventh rank (holy rank)!"

"Reward all the spirit beasts of the sect to a great realm!"

"Congratulations to the Sect Master for getting three hidden rewards!"

in the void.

Three golden lucky bags quickly appeared.

Ye Feng supported them with his hands, but did not rush to open them, but opened the information panel of the Spirit Beast Pavilion.

[Spirit Beast Pavilion: Eleventh Rank (Holy Rank)]

[Guardian spirit beast: 89110000]

[Instruction for the promotion of the Spirit Beast Pavilion: The reputation value exceeds 10 trillion, and the twelfth level of the Spirit Beast Pavilion is open]

[Function 1: Power Superposition]

...

[Function 10: Battle Hall (already launched)]

Ye Feng found that there were no new functional buildings in the Spirit Beast Pavilion, and couldn't help but pouted.

"System, is there no new function in the Spirit Beast Pavilion?"

"Because the current ten functions of the spirit beast pavilion are enough to cultivate spirit beasts, there are no new functions for the time being, but it does not mean that there will be no hidden functions in the future, so stay tuned!"

"Okay!" Ye Feng shrugged.

His eyes fell on the three golden lucky bags above his palm, wondering what rewards he could get this time.

Click!

Ye Feng crushed three lucky bags at the same time.

In a dazzling light, the three lucky bags slowly gathered in the air, becoming an ancient book, a flute, and a quaint and atmospheric stone tablet.

"Congratulations to the sect master for obtaining the law magical power "Yi Nian"."

"Congratulations to the sect master for obtaining the holy soldier 'Magic Sound Flute'."

"Congratulations to the sect master for obtaining the secret treasure 'Town Boundary Monument'."

The system beeps sound one after another.

Ye Feng looked at these three hidden rewards, touched his chin, and looked at the law magical power "One Thought" first, and was very interested.

He reached out and touched the ancient book.

The next moment, this thing collapsed into a flow of information and disappeared into Ye Feng's mind, making him self-taught without a teacher, automatically learning this magical power, and reaching Consummation.

During this period, Ye Feng had a mysterious feeling.

The power of the laws of space, time, sun, lunar, and slaughter in the body is rapidly turbulent, as if it is about to boil.

Ye Feng closed his eyes and whispered:

"Under normal circumstances, without the cultivation of the Holy Land, it is impossible to create the magical power of the law, but it is not the case with cultivation, as long as there is the power of the law, it can be used."

"Once you learn it, your combat power will skyrocket."

"This magical power of the law called "Yi Nian" is very interesting, no matter what law you use."

"Even, you can use multiple rules together."

"When you use it, the power of the law will increase to your own soul. You can fill the river with a single thought, control all things with a single thought, and control the universe with a single thought."

"Therefore, its name is "One Thought"."

Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and ended the whisper.

At the same time, he has thoroughly learned the magical power of this law. As long as he mobilizes the power of his own law, he can increase the divine soul, which is barely regarded as the divine power of the divine soul.

Its power is very strong.

Once cast, the whole person is like the way of heaven.

The more laws you control, the stronger the power you can exert, which is just right for a cultivator like Ye Feng who has multiple laws at the same time.

"Next, try the power of "One Thought"."

Ye Feng slowly stretched out his hand.

A golden scorching sun slowly emerged, and the surrounding temperature suddenly soared, even the void seemed to be burning.