After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Someone has violated the prohibition and is still very persistent.

Ye Lige swept his spiritual sense outside and saw the old man Xuan Yi who was waiting outside.

Patriarch Xuanyi is a very self-disciplined person. Unless it is an extremely urgent matter, he will never force his way through.

So, he quickly opened the ban.

"Grandmaster, please take a seat!"

After Ye Lige let Patriarch Xuan Yi into the house, he brewed a cup of fairy tea for him.

The tea soup is clear, with good color, aroma and flavor, and just smelling it will make your mouth water.

Ancestor Xuanyi smiled, "Your tea art is excellent, and you, Ye Zi, know how to enjoy it the best."

In fact, Ye Lige also loves food, but he always has a chef by his side.

Jiang Fusheng had spoiled her appetite, and although she had eaten a lot of delicious food, she had not learned anything from them.

However, as long as the conditions are met, the art of tea can be used in countless ways.

There's no other reason. He's surrounded by rough people whose lives are not refined enough, even Madman Dan is no exception.

Jiang Fusheng was completely focused on spiritual food and had no energy to waste on tea art.

What can Ye Lige do?

You can only learn it by yourself, and as you learn it, it will become a skill that you can show off from time to time.

The tea is good tea, one sip can warm your heart.

But Ye Lige would never believe that Patriarch Xuan Yi would come to knock on the gate just to ask for a cup of tea.

After drinking a cup of tea, Patriarch Xuanyi took out a jade box with his big hand, and then said: "The world's most precious treasure, the Sky Dark Stone, is the most important treasure for refining the mustard seed space."

Ye Lige took it with a suspicious look on his face, "Ancestor, the previous space..."

At the beginning, she promised solemnly to leave the space behind before leaving the fairyland.

Patriarch Xuanyi waved his hand disapprovingly, "That mustard seed space is now completely at your disposal. Can you completely change or reorganize everything in the space?"

Ye Lige nodded, "Indeed!"

Ancestor Xuanyi looked at her with a smile, and his mood became better, "Another cup of tea!"

After drinking the immortal tea, Patriarch Xuanyi sighed with satisfaction, as if he came here purely to drink Ye Lige's immortal tea.

"Where were we?"

Ye Lige, "I'm talking about my current control over the mustard seed space!"

Ancestor Xuanyi suddenly realized, "Yes, yes, that's right, alas, I forget things when I get old.

I see that you are very good at operating it, isn't that right?"

Everyone can see it, and there is nothing to hide.

When the space first recognized its master, although it could be stored in the dantian for nurturing, due to its low level of cultivation, its understanding of the mustard seed space was limited.

Apart from using it to practice and using the treasures left there by her father, the God of Eternal Night, she didn't do anything else.

Later, the spatial power borrowed from the treasure was severely damaged.

In the process of tinkering, she suddenly discovered one day that she could actually control the mustard seed space when her mind and body were focused.

The feeling is that space is her, and she is space, intangible and formless, and can be traversed at will.

He has truly reached the state of harmony between man and nature and has been able to control all the forces in the space without any obstacles.

Instead of being treated as a high-level treasure that could only be used to hold living things and cultivate spiritual plants as before, and occasionally borrowing it would come at an extremely high price.

Now, it seems like an inseparable part of her body.

It was for this reason that she broke her promise and failed to leave the mustard seed space in the lower world.

Ancestor Xuanyi smiled like a cat stealing fish, "Do you know the reason?"

Ye Lige shook his head, "I don't know!"

The mustard seed space became a great help to her. It was more comprehensive than before and she didn't have to worry about it being taken away.

When it just recognized its master, if someone killed her and shattered her soul, the mustard seed space would become ownerless.

Now it is different, she is one with the mustard seed space.

I always have a feeling that she is there, the mustard seed space is there.

If she is seriously injured, the mustard seed space will repay her.

After both have exhausted all their energy, they will also dissipate between heaven and earth.

The wrinkles on Xuanyi Patriarch's face wrinkled with laughter, and he said calmly: "That's because you refined the original power of the mustard seed space during the continuous refining process."

Because of the several times of relying on the spatial power of the treasure, serious damage was caused.

Afterwards, Ye Lige would definitely collect a large number of rare treasures that would be beneficial to the mustard seed space.

And in this process, Ye Lige, the master, is indispensable in every link.

At the beginning, there was not much original power in the mustard seed space.

The initial recognition of ownership is to brand the soul, drip blood to recognize the owner, etc., so as to obtain the right to use the space.

Now, Ye Lige has obtained the intransferable ownership.

Because of the essential difference between the two, no matter whether Ye Lige is dead or alive, it is impossible for him to recognize his master a second time.

Ancestor Xuanyi, "Understood?"

Ye Lige, "I understand!"

Ancestor Xuanyi resisted the urge to drink the third cup of tea and stood up proudly. "Since you have occupied the important resources that the ancestor left for the younger generation of the family, you can refine one yourself, and this will be considered as settling this cause and effect."

In the past, Ye Lige’s cultivation was weak, and he was reluctant to give it to her to practice with.

If I fail accidentally, who can I cry to?

Patriarch Xuanyi came quickly and left even faster.

A dark figure disappeared, leaving Ye Lige standing there in a mess.

Uncle Suo grumbled in dissatisfaction, "A clone is just a clone, it's not as bright as the original body.

Can't you tell me about such a trivial matter after my little fairy comes out of confinement?"

The first lesson for a young monk who has just entered the monastery is not to disturb those who are in seclusion.

If you are not careful, you may become enemies who fight to the death.

"If the fairy is at a critical juncture in her cultivation and she forcefully knocks on the gate, what if she goes astray and becomes possessed?"

Although the feasibility of this is not high, it does happen.

Ye Lige would never think that Patriarch Xuan Yi was bored and had nothing to do, so he came to disturb him.

However, the ancestor did not point it out clearly, and even though she had a strong understanding, she did not understand the true meaning for a while.

Uncle Suo said, "Little fairy, let's go check on the clone!"

The retreat was fake, the main reason was that he wanted to use his clone to find out the truth of the last accident.

After all, she was also going through the tribulation of the God Lord realm. In this star field, the God Lord was the top power in the pyramid of the cultivation world, but that power could kidnap her whenever it wanted.

If we don’t take this opportunity to find some clues, what if we encounter it again in the future?

On the other side, Ye Qing and Qi Yaxin, who were hiding in the dead body, were listening carefully.

Amid the hammer-like footsteps, a discordant voice was heard, “Kill me, you bunch of trash, you scum of the world, you destroyers of human civilization, you morally corrupt scum.

I can lose my head and bleed, but I will never be fooled by you again."

"Hahaha……"

Then there was a loud laugh like an eagle's cry and a falcon's fierceness. Although there was no immortal power in the voice, it was extremely harsh.

"My dear Dr. Xi Yi, this is not up to you."

Then he said in a tempting tone: "How about this, as long as you help us extract the energy buried deep underground, I can give you a quick death, how about that?"

Then came the voice of Dr. Xi Yi, "How many times have I told you that this is the teacher's new discovery. I don't know, I don't know."

His old mentor made an unexpected discovery in order to revive his own daughter. If he could understand the secret, how could he let these rubbish do whatever they wanted to him?

"Kakaka..."

Following the teeth-grinding sound of the door opening, a fishy and salty sea breeze blew in my face.

Although I am still not sure about my current geographical location, I can be sure that I am at sea.

The gloomy and damp underground tomb suddenly lit up, and a dim light lingered in the air.

In just a short while, all the dead bodies with missing arms and legs suddenly came back to life.

After a flurry of confusion, they stood in a large group, making discordant hissing noises, and respectfully greeted their owner.

Then, with the help of Ye Qing's vision, Ye Lige saw several tall puppets (robots) carrying a huge crystal coffin.

There was no one in the coffin, only a head immersed in it.

The head couldn't do anything, but at this moment it opened and closed with all its might, cursing and swearing at everything.

As if he felt someone was staring at him without any scruples, he suddenly raised his head with a pair of dead fish eyes and actually communicated with Ye Lige through the air.

Ye Lige's heart skipped a beat, "Oh my, why is it him?"