Chapter 741 You Are the Son of Destiny! Canonization Celebration

Chapter 741 You are the Son of Destiny! canonization celebration

"Yes, I have become the son of destiny, and my status is equal to that of the holy realm. When you see me, do you still not salute?"

Ye Feng carried his hands on his back and looked indifferent.

Yin Rurong took three steps back again.

The last time he met Ye Feng, he was still the chosen son, but he was uniquely endowed in the area of ​​the Spiritual Kingdom.

How long has it been since he became the son of destiny!

That damn temperament, as well as the powerful domain of heaven and earth, all show that Ye Feng has become the son of destiny, it is impossible to fake, and the status is indeed equivalent to the holy realm.

"I see... I have seen Ye Tianzi!"

Although she was unwilling, Yin Rurong still had to bow and salute.

Xue Yan was looking at Ye Feng.

The body is tall and straight.

Young and strong!

Handsome and handsome.

Unique temperament, domineering.

This is the label she put on Ye Feng.

"By the way, Ye Feng!"

"You... are you really the God of Thunder Temple, the headmaster of the Misty Sect, Ye Feng?"

Xue Yan thought of something, stared at Ye Feng, and asked excitedly.

"It's me." Ye Feng looked at Xue Yan.

A newly promoted fourth-rank quasi-sage, with strong strength, is almost the ceiling of Shenzhou Continent when he cannot leave the Holy Land.

"thank you so much!"

Xue Yan hurriedly bowed her hands to Ye Feng.

"I am Xue Yan, the newly promoted Holy Master of the Ice and Snow Holy Land. If it wasn't for Ye Tianzi and everyone to build the Thunder Hall, I would still be stuck in the third rank as a quasi-sage, and I would not be able to break through for the rest of my life."

If it wasn't for her breakthrough in cultivation, she would not have been promoted from the Great Elder of the Ice and Snow Holy Land to the Holy Master.

Since Yin Rurong became the Holy Master of Tianmiao Holy Land with the quasi-sage cultivation base of the fourth turn, the holy realms of the major holy places have the same idea, and decided to let the quasi-sage of the fourth turn as the Holy Master.

In this way, these holy realms can be the hands-off shopkeepers and cultivate with peace of mind.

"The Thunder Palace was built for the entire Shenzhou, so you don't need to thank me." Ye Feng looked at Xue Yan, "I don't know why the Holy Master Xue Yan came here, why is it so expensive?"

Xue Yan took out an invitation.

"I want to invite Ye Tianzi to participate in the Ice and Snow Holy Land Celebration in half a month."

After she took out the invitation, she handwritten Ye Feng's name.

"Row."

Ye Feng accepts the invitation.

"Thank you Tianzi Ye." Xue Yan didn't expect Ye Feng to agree so quickly, and was a little surprised.

She looked at the dao injury in the eyes like Rong's palm.

"Ye Tianzi, you are the son of destiny, can I ask you to do me a favor?" Xue Yan's voice was cold, which is natural, but her attitude was very sincere.

"If you're talking about helping the Holy Master Tianmiao to heal the Dao injury, forgive me if I can't do it. Even if I can, I won't help."

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} Ye Feng looked at Yin Rurong's palm, shook his head, and his face was cold.

Yin Rurong has never bowed her head to apologize to him, so why should she help her heal her injuries?

Although, he can indeed do it.

However, he just doesn't help, he just plays!

"Xueyan, stop talking, let's go."

Yin Rurong gritted her teeth, grabbed Xue Yan's wrist, and took her away.

on the lawn.

Ye Feng put his hands on his back and looked in the direction where the two were going away without changing his face. After a long time, he opened the invitation.

"It's time to open the eyes of the disciples."

Ye Feng whispered.

The reason why he agreed to go to the Holy Land of Ice and Snow was naturally to bring his disciples to the Holy Land to open their eyes.

tear it up!

He tore the void,

Return to Misty Sect.

The news about the Ice and Snow Holy Land Celebration quickly spread in the sect, and when the disciples heard about it, they all wanted to go.

Zongmen Square.

Ye Feng put his hands on his back and looked at the tens of thousands of disciples in the sect.

"The Holy Land of Ice and Snow is one of the nine holy places in the Shenzhou Continent. It is located in the area of ​​the Tianyuan Sea Area. It has an ancient sage. Now, the new Holy Master Xueyan is holding a celebration and invites this head."

"Anyone of you who wants to go can sign up."

The location of the Ice and Snow Holy Land is very large.

Even hundreds of thousands of people can be entertained.

However, Ye Feng was not going to bring so many people.

So, he added: "In order to avoid confusion caused by too many people, this time the number cannot exceed 1,000."

"Ugh!"

The disciples were disappointed when they heard that only 1,000 people could go, but they hurried to sign up.

An hour later.

A total of 6,000 people signed up.

In this regard, Ye Feng felt a little helpless.

"Let's draw lots."

"One thousand places, whoever draws it can go."

He waved his sleeves.

In the sky, 6,000 petals slowly fell, and each one looked exactly the same.

"Hurry up and grab it!"

The disciples rushed to the sky.

Everyone caught a petal and dropped it on the ground. When all six thousand disciples got the petals, the petals in some people's hands turned into air and disappeared.

certainly.

The petals in the hands of some disciples turned golden, which meant that they had won the quota.

"Great!"

The disciples who got the quota are very happy.

"Everyone who has obtained the golden petals can follow me to the Ice and Snow Holy Land to participate in the Holy Lord's consecration ceremony. The rest don't have to be discouraged. It is also a good choice to practice well in the sect."

After all, Ye Feng came to the Gate of Chiyue.

Clang clang!

try{mad1('gad2');} catch(ex){} The concubine fox is tapping the door of the red moon again, and the tapping is very rhythmic, and it is almost a musical work that can be handed down to the world.

"Auntie, can you stop?"

Behind the light curtain, there was the mourning of the Celestial Clan powerhouses.

"Look, Ye Feng is here!"

"Run!"

With the arrival of Ye Feng, the powerhouses of the Celestial Clan behind the curtain of light hugged their heads one after another, for fear that they would be cursed by Ye Feng from the air.

"Are you so afraid of me?"

Ye Feng's mouth twitched.

Originally, I wanted to scold the Heavenly Clan powerhouses, but when they saw them, whether they were quasi-sages or Heavenly Emperors, they all ran away and couldn't get over their mouths.

"Master, you are here!"

Concubine Fox carried the Hunyuan stick and moved to Ye Feng's side. Nine pink fox tails kept rubbing against Ye Feng's arm with a charming face.

[Concubine Fox upgrade energy: 50.781]

"Half the energy is over?"

"nice!"

Ye Feng was very pleased.

"The energy is rising so slowly now!" Concubine Fox complained, "At least it's more than half slower than before."

"That's because your combat power is getting stronger and stronger, and you are approaching the upper limit of the rebound of the Scarlet Moon Gate. When you become a four-star surpassing spiritual treasure, you can't continue to lick the wool of the Scarlet Moon Gate."

Ye Feng explained.

"That's a pity!" Concubine Fox pouted.

"Come on, you go on, I'm just passing by."

Ye Feng shook his arm, went to the Tianyuan Sea Area, and relocated his elegant courtyard as a whole to the Linghu Lake of the Misty Sect.

White Floating City.

Gong Qingqiu is busy.

Following Ye Feng's instructions, she developed the new urban area of ​​Baifu City to the north, and built the new urban area to the junction of the Fenghuo River and the Liushui River.

Further north, you will enter the Yunxiao Great Forest.

"Thirty-five million people!"

Gong Qingqiu glanced at the newly added personnel statistics list, "Moreover, the proportion of practitioners has reached one-tenth, and the quality is very high. Once the population is satisfied, they can be promoted."

In a blink of an eye, another half month has passed.

The day of the celebration of Snow Yan's canonization as the Holy Lord has arrived.

Over the misty sect.

Ye Feng deduced the coordinates of the holy city of ice and snow, tore the void, and walked into it with a thousand disciples and dozens of elders behind him.

The holy city of ice and snow.

This is a holy city built in a snowy area. From a distance, the ground is white and it looks holy and flawless.

"Sect Master Ye, welcome!"

As soon as Ye Feng and his party appeared, someone immediately sensed the aura of the invitation in his hand and greeted them.