The villain is ill

"You are shameless!" Jin Feng scolded, "However, a little cultivator, who has not even reached the Nascent Soul Stage, actually wants this deity to call you master? It's a good idea, this deity..."

Just as he was talking vigorously, his voice suddenly disconnected as if it had been pinched, and it took a long time for him to speak again out of breath, "Aren't you going to inherit? I'll give you..."

Chu Mo: "Huh?"

"You, are you okay?" Jinfeng gave up on herself, but she didn't say the word "Master" out of her mouth. It didn't understand why this little human being could use the oath of the soul pet alliance so slipperyly. In less than a quarter of an hour, the Lord successfully captured its true soul.

Chu Mo stopped embarrassing it, and nodded as he recognized the honorific title, "Take it out."

Jinfeng asked: "What are you talking about? What are you bringing out?"

Chu Mo didn't speak, raised his sword and stabbed at the phoenix eye again.

"Don't, don't, don't!" Jin Feng hurriedly stopped, "I'll just give it to you, why bother to use swords like this, it's so rude."

"I just want to see if the inheritance is hidden inside the altar." Chu Mo smiled and put away his sword, "Since you said it's not inside, then let it go."

Jinfeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then reluctantly let out a cry. The altar shook slightly, and countless light spots rose from the cracks, finally forming a fist-sized golden bead.

The light flowing outside the bead is gone, and the brilliance inside the bead is flowing, just like flowing gold foil, which is breathtaking when you look closely.

Chu Mo took the beads and took a closer look, "Is this the source of your strength when you confuse me?"

Jin Feng, who was seen through at a glance, snorted, "This is my... my former inner alchemy, known by the world as Phoenix Gallbladder."

"Understood." Chu Mo nodded, put away the phoenix gallbladder, "What about the others?"

Seeing Chu Mo's indifferent appearance, Jin Feng couldn't help but get angry, "You, don't underestimate it, this is a god that can bring the dead back to life, the great war ten thousand years ago was for it, if it weren't for that war, the spiritual energy in this world How did it come down to this? There are very few people who have ascended in the past ten thousand years?" Speaking of this, Jinfeng's tone was full of pride as an old senior.

Chu Mo recalled that the classics said that there are only a handful of cultivators who have ascended in the past thousand years, and nodded: "Well, very few."

Jin Feng was triumphant, "I've already budgeted it, and it's okay now. In a hundred years, Taoist cultivators will definitely decline, and demons will be in power and rampant in the world."

Chu Mo asked: "Then you have calculated that your inner alchemy was robbed, your living soul was imprisoned, and you were imprisoned in this formation for ten thousand years?"

As if being hit with a stick, Jin Feng immediately jumped, "Have you never heard that the divination is not counting yourself? How can an ignorant child talk nonsense!" Speaking of it, he felt aggrieved, "If I could count it, how could it be today? Such a field?"

"Now I know." Chu Mo agreed, and looked at the altar again, "What else is in this altar?"

"No, now I have recognized you as the master, and the trapped fairy array is invalid. If you go down, you will find the main hall of the fairy palace, where all the inherited spirit treasures are." Jin Feng replied quickly.

"Really?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows and asked, but the tip of the sword was still on the phoenix eye, as if it would stab in again at any moment.

"Of course, I never lie to anyone, besides, I already recognize you as the master, so what good is it to lie to you?" Jin Feng responded.

Chu Mo thought for a while, and said, "Indeed." The movements of his hands did not stop.

Jin Feng roared: "What exactly do you want to do?"

"You are too noisy." Chu Mo frowned, complained, and then continued: "Since there is nothing there, it is useless to keep this altar. It would be better to destroy it."

The tip of the sword was about to hit the ground, Jinfeng suddenly shouted: "Stop!"

Chu Mo looked at the golden tattoo emerging on his right wrist, and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

Jin Feng hesitated, seeing that Chu Mo's hand holding the sword was tightened and about to move again, he hurriedly shouted: "My egg is still inside!"

Chu Mo asked, "The egg you laid?"

"I'm a phoenix, but I'm not a female. What kind of eggs should I lay?" Jin Feng was a little dissatisfied, but she still confessed honestly, "My wife gave birth."

"Got it." Chu Mo nodded, "Why didn't you take it out?"

Jin Feng murmured: "Madame died in that battle, but her spirit was fused into the egg, relying on this altar formation to maintain it, if it is taken out, it will not be able to continue to hatch our children." Zhong begged a little more, "Anyway, you can take this fairy palace away, so what if you put it here."

Chu Mo pulled a sword flower, "Then what should you call me?"

Jin Feng was silent for a while, then gritted her teeth and said, "Master, master."

"You don't seem to be willing." Chu Mo said, "I never like to force others, if you don't want to..."

"No, master, I am willing." Jin Feng hurriedly interrupted Chu Mo, "Don't think too much about it."

"Well, I'll put it here first." Chu Mo smiled slightly.

"Thank you, master." Jinfeng said gratefully.

He glanced at the cracks in the altar again. Although he couldn't see what the egg looked like from this angle, Chu Mo roughly guessed that there would be no eggs that hadn't hatched for ten thousand years, even if it was an egg. Phoenix eggs.

Because Chu Mo broke the heart of the formation, the trapped immortal formation failed, and all the surrounding formations disappeared, so the barrier naturally broke by itself.

Following Jinfeng's instructions, he walked down the altar, and when he stepped into the void, his feet stepped on the ground. The scene in front of Chu Mo changed, and he saw a magnificent palace hall. There were more than a dozen rays of light falling from the center of the hall. There is an object floating in a ray of light, or Lingbao, or jade slips, or weapons, all kinds of things, it is not ordinary at first sight.

Chu Mo was standing under the stone pillar on the east side of the main hall at the moment. The aura in the main hall was as thick as it was real, more than ten times more abundant than the outer secret realm. Chu Mo hurriedly suppressed the imminent realm, and only looked at the front of him after a long time root stone pillar.

This stone pillar is surrounded by more than ten people, and engraved on it is the scene of the great battle ten thousand years ago. There is no golden phoenix on it, only a phoenix gall.

Chu Mo asked, "How do you go in again?"

It was hard to persuade Chu Mo to come out, and he really didn't want Chu Mo to go in and threaten him with eggs, so Jin Feng just pretended not to hear his question.

Chu Mo was not annoyed, and raised his hand to touch the phoenix gall.

"Master, the inheritance is under the passage behind the pillar on your right!"

"Okay." Chu Mo withdrew his hand, walked in the direction indicated by Jin Feng, and asked as he walked, "What about these in the hall?"

"These are all tricks, they are not good things, and they are not easy to get." Jinfeng replied, "In the past ten thousand years, only one person came in and took away one thing, and the rest of them died. Coincidentally, I sense the breath of this thing on you."

Hearing this, Chu Mo's heart moved, and he took out the warm jade hanging around his neck, "This?" This piece of jade was given by Chu Wushang when Chu Mo first arrived at Linxiao Peak, and he always wore it on his body.

"That's right." Jin Feng's tone was a little excited, "That man is amazing. With only Bigu cultivation, he was able to retreat from the life and death formation that even Nascent Soul cultivators could not escape."

"That's my master, you can see it when you go back." Chu Mo put Nuanyu back into his clothes, "How many people have come to your altar?"

Hearing that it was Master Chu Mo, Jin Feng suddenly didn't want to talk about the previous topic, and said: "There are quite a few people who go to Yuntian, but not many who can climb the ladder, and even fewer people who enter the altar. You are the fifth in ten thousand years. " Jinfeng said bitterly, "It's also the most treacherous one."

"Huh?" Chu Mo lightly kicked a shallow pattern on the right column with his toes, and a passage opened silently on the ground in front of him.

"Sorry, master, I haven't communicated with people for a long time, so I don't understand the meaning of words." Jin Feng hurriedly apologized, "What I mean is, you are the smartest human being I have ever seen."

It understood that from the moment Chu Mo stepped onto the altar, it was played with in the palm of his hand, led by the nose the whole time, and even his own precious egg burst out in the end.

And just now, he obviously found the entrance to the altar.

After thinking about it, Jin Feng decided to please Chu Mo, not to mention that it is his spiritual pet now, even if it is a soul, his life is still in his hands.

Since it is tied to a rope, it is natural that the stronger the master, the better.

After figuring it out, Jin Feng's tone of voice became much better, and she no longer complained so much towards Chu Mo, and her attitude was very positive when pointing the way.

Chu Mo naturally discovered Jinfeng's change, but didn't say anything, which saved Jinfeng from embarrassment.

There are permanent lamps on both walls of the passage, but the lights are bright.

"There are sixteen warehouses here, all of which are left over from the great war. The first eight warehouses are spirit stones, and the last two are spiritual plants and spiritual fruits. They are pills, and some of them are well preserved. You can take a look at them when you have time. The last four are magical treasures. According to the standard of spiritual treasures you carry, you can go directly to the last warehouse. They are all high-grade spiritual weapons. "

After hearing Jinfeng's commentary, when Chu Mo walked to the last warehouse, all he could see were high-grade spiritual weapons. It can be said that any spiritual weapon here can cause bloody competition.He looked around and said in a flat tone, "That's all?"

After a strange silence for a moment, making sure that Chu Mo didn't find any desire for these spiritual artifacts, Jin Feng compromised and said: "The fairy palace order is in the pile of artifacts in the southeast corner of the penultimate warehouse."

Following Jinfeng's reminder, Chu Mo found a small token half the size of a palm. The token was bluish-blue in color, and it was cool to the touch, even biting to the bone.

"It doesn't look like a fairy palace order." Chu Mo tossed the token in his hand, "This is gloomy, maybe it's a magic palace order."

"Of course not, how can there be so much aura in the Demon Palace?" Jin Feng retorted.

Chu Mo smiled and said: "Wrong, whoever said that spiritual energy is not needed for cultivating demons, the more spiritual energy is sufficient, the faster the cultivation base can be improved."

"You have never practiced demons, how can you know?" Jin Feng snorted, "Don't worry, I have been stationed here since the beginning of the construction of the palace, who can understand the characteristics of this fairy palace better than me, I guarantee with my life, this It's definitely not a magic palace."

"You are just a touch of spirit, what's the use of your life? Only your eggs count." Chu Mo laughed.

Jin Feng was a little angry, "If I lie to you, my eggs will never hatch in this life!"