"Senior sister, what else did I talk about last time?" Ye Ting asked Yang Mei.●⌒,

"There are still many, what's wrong?"

"I want one, I'll solve the problem for the time being." Ye Ting asked for a crystal clear star sand, and casually refined it into a ring of time, wrapping the snow-white cocoon inside.

At this time, the ring of time looked like a closed ball, with a pure mirror inside, and the snow-white cocoon was suspended inside, and the breath of life suddenly weakened, as if it had entered a dormant state.

The monk in white was left with only a little instinct of origin. Ye Ting used the ring of time to disguise an extinct environment in the world. The monk in white was immediately hidden, waiting for an opportunity.

The Ring of Time itself is not a powerful equipment, only a little bit, but the origin of the monk in white has no ability to judge. He just instinctively makes dormant choices based on the external environment.

As long as the ring of time is not damaged, this thing will always be dormant inside.

The problem now is that the Ring of Time cannot be taken away by others. Ye Ting thought about it and threw it into the Heaven and Earth furnace in the secret realm. The power of the Heaven and Earth furnace can repair the problems that the Ring of Time at any time, and he will not let others enter the Heaven and Earth furnace into the Heaven and Earth furnace. This is temporarily safe.

This method is not a solution to the problem. It is just like a person who is disfigured and wears a mask to cover his face.

However, Ye Ting could not deal with the origin of the monk in white now. Cause and effect Tianluo changed into a cocoon, and he had no ability to use it, so he had to hide it first.

I will deal with you slowly when I have a solution.

When a normal monk encounters this situation, he may not be able to eat well and sleep. There is something that cannot be killed and cannot be removed, which will inevitably affect his practice. I am afraid he will take it out and study it every day.

Ye Ting just left it aside and would talk about it when he has the ability in the future.

The sword intent of time runs through the ten generations of reincarnation, and Ye Ting's way of thinking is different from that of normal monks. The past, present and future are not fixed in some place, and can be changed.

Yang Mei felt that Ye Ting had put down a huge burden and asked, "Junior brother, I'm about to arrive in Jiuzhou. Should I go to Jinao Island first?"

Ye Ting thought in his heart, went to Qingcheng first, and read the Qingcheng East Sutra. His realm was no longer vain, and everything about Ye Shenjun could be steadily inherited.

However, he still said to Yang Mei: "Master hopes that I will go back to Jinao Island first."

"I don't care." Yang Mei didn't say anything when she heard Ye Ting was going to Jinao Island first.

Recently, in addition to some islands close to the sea, the sects of Jinao Island are located in the mountains along the coast. The veins here are extremely concentrated, and the vitality of heaven and earth is so rich that Ye Ting is surprised.

Apart from the core areas of the Wulian Realm and the Dragon-Driving Realm, he has not seen any place with such a good place to practice.

Ye Ting, Guo Nu and others said goodbye. Jinao Island is actually south and north of Penglai. Ye Ting turns left and flies all the way to the direction where Jinao Island is. Seeing that it is close to thousands of miles, Ye Ting has to ask everyone to put away their flying warships and move forward with their own wind and thunder wings.

There are also many monks in Ye Ting, including the infant realm, which looks like more than 1,400 people. Because all the core elites are here, the wind and thunder wings are different from those of the low-level monks. Each person has an invisible airflow wrapped around his body, sliding forward against the sea. Occasionally, when he accelerates with Ye Ting and others, he will emit a low thunder sound.

The distance of thunder sound is also strange, and it will not dissipate if it exceeds a hundred feet.

When he came out, there were only dozens of virtual cultivators on Ye Ting's side. A few days ago, a large number of cultivators advanced to the virtual cultivators. The proportion of this infant realm seemed a little wrong.

Nearly thousands of miles, monks were sent to check on Jinao Island. Ye Ting and others slowly flew forward on the sea. However, less than a thousand miles away, a small boat appeared in front of them.

The boat glided on the sea, and there were no waves behind the boat, just like a shadow passing through the mirror.

Ye Ting moved forward and released the information in his token. He was personally given an identity by the Lord of Jinao Island, but it was not just a talk. After the monk on the boat felt it, he immediately flew into the air and spoke to Ye Ting: "Which senior is it?"

"Ye Ting, Yulong City, come to pay homage to the ancestor." Ye Ting replied.

"It turns out to be Uncle Ye" the monk's tone was a little surprised, and he also showed that he was familiar with Ye Ting.

"It's me."

"Who are there around Uncle Master?"

"It's Yulong City, my subordinate."

The disciple of Jinao Island was silent for a moment and said, "The ancestor said, please go to Biyou Palace and come with me."

The disciple returned to his body and was just the Infant Realm. He could only move at high speed within the Jinao Island by relying on the small boat. The surroundings were still vast, and everyone's spiritual consciousness was compressed to a range of less than a hundred miles. The Infant Realm and the Infant Realm were both the same treatment, and there was no concept of anyone being better than anyone else.

Ye Ting's spiritual sense swept the boat and understood some methods of refining weapons. The dragon-controlling chariot cannot be improved. This boat is purely for rushing patrols, without combat formations and various protective abilities.

Unless the Dragon-Driving Chariot is the same, the talisman money will be consumed quickly if used within the Jiuzhou area.

This infant realm disciple is just an ordinary patrolman, and there are probably some who patrol with warships, but Ye Ting can't see it. If Ye Ting did not inspire his token, it would probably be this infant realm disciple, but a group of warships from Jinao Island.

However, in the conversation, Ye Ting could not see this, and he also admired Jinao Island's scheduling and operational capabilities.

Ye Ting and Yang Mei walked side by side. When they saw an island ahead, a blue light suddenly drooped from the sky, forcibly sucking him and Yang Mei into a space.

When the two of them landed, a boy came forward.

"Two senior brothers, Master, please come over."

Ye Ting looked around and saw the paths and the bamboo forests stretching. He felt inexplicably that the vitality of heaven and earth here was not as good as outside.

The two had to follow the boy through the path and come outside a palace.

The boy whispered outside the palace: "Master, I have brought it."

"Let them come in." Ye Ting heard a young voice, which was like he had already been familiar with. For some reason, when it sounded in his ears, Ye Ting felt relieved.

The palace was a bit old and there were many broken stones. The two of them climbed up the steps and entered the palace gate. They saw a young monk in the empty palace guiding two boys to practice swords.

Ye Ting and Yang Mei entered, and the young monk turned around. When Ye Ting saw it, he was shocked. This was the young island owner who was already extremely familiar in the Qinglian Sword Score. Over the years, his appearance has not changed much.

Ye Ting and Yang Mei bowed, and the Lord of Jinao Island ordered the two boys to go down first, then turned around, and sat opposite Ye Ting and Yang Mei. His posture was extremely casual.

Ye Ting suddenly realized that in comparison, the monk in white was not as good as the island owner.

Ye Ting and Yang Mei stood up, knelt across from the Jinao Island Lord, and quietly waited for each other to speak.

The Lord of Jinao Island smiled and said, "Ye Ting, what do you think of my sword skills?"

Ye Ting was speechless, he was waiting for his praise.

"I have learned the sword skills of the ancestors." Ye Ting's answer was also arrogant because he had already innovated himself, and the Qinglian Sword Song Xing was above the level of the grandmaster.

"Good skills, I, Jinao Island, want such a monk."

"Then before me"

"Ye Shenjun is a hero for a while, but his sword skills are extreme and he has lost his luck. Although we have to practice, we must spread our minds, we cannot forget what the purpose of practice is."

"What is it for?" Ye Ting asked.

"It's to keep going like this." The answer from the Lord of Jinao Island was loud and loud.

Ye Ting was convinced. Although this kind of practice thought cannot be said to be original, only the Lord of Jinao Island can combine knowledge and action. This is translated by me. It is the purpose of my practice. It is to keep being arrogant and if you don’t accept it, you will beat me.

Of course, this is a figurative metaphor that can be reflected in every detail in practice. Of course, the Lord of Jinao Island is not just arrogant and domineering. His demonic heart is unshakable, so he will naturally not compete for everything and become enemies of the whole world.

But when everyone mentioned the Lord of Jinao Island, they only admired him and were even more deeply concerned about him.

When the practice reaches this point, no one is willing to make private enemies with the Lord of Jinao Island. Disputes between different sects are a matter of life and death, and the Lord of Jinao Island will follow the rules. Don’t expect him to have any concerns about private matters.

The Lord of Jinao Island said that God Ye was wrong because God Ye did not have the ability to grasp the luck. The ultimate goal of the monk was to immortality, and God Ye was dead.

"Ye Ting"

"Master."

"Thorn me with a sword, I only know that you have taken a different approach, but you don't know your true height." The Lord of Jinao Island seemed to have a sudden whim. His eagerness to try made Ye Ting mistakenly think that he was really a young monk in his early twenties.

Ye Ting touched the hairpin on his head and said, "The disciple's sword weapon is already magical, so he should only use his sword technique."

The Lord of Jinao Island carefully swept Ye Ting's Kunlun Divine Sword and agreed to Ye Ting's statement. This sword weapon is extremely sharp and he may not be able to resist it with his physical body.

Ye Ting bowed and then stood up. The Lord of Jinao Island stood up at the same time, retreated back, and was three feet away from Ye Ting.

Ye Ting didn't know what to say, because in his judgment, his sword technique was the most powerful at the distance of three feet, and he could instantly kill the cultivators in the virtual realm. In his impression, Luo Xin, Guo Nu and others had never been close to him.

The confidence of the Lord of Jinao Island is so strong. Although Ye Ting respects and admires him, he will not dare not draw his sword.

Ye Ting's fingers were put together in front of his chest, then placed his fingers to his waist, and took a sword drawing position. He saw a sword light, as if it had spanned time, from ancient times, and billions of years flashed through the sword light, and then fell on the face of the master of Jinao Island.
Chapter completed!