Yang Feng couldn't wait to know now that if this technique could break through the fifth level, would the speed of condensation change even more?

If this is true, then the speed of condensing heavy water will reach a very terrifying Chengdu. In the future, even if the condensing heavy water on the eighth or even the ninth layer is condensed, it will no longer be so out of reach.

The incarnation sat cross-legged again, and blue light emitted from her body, and the huge vortex soon appeared again.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed as he looked at the incarnation. At this moment, he frowned and looked towards the sea.

A ray of light flew over from a distance and stopped at the blue light curtain and said, "Feng Luo greets you!"

Yang Feng, in the undersea light curtain, was silent for a moment and asked, "Feng Luo, are you doing anything?"

Feng Luo was stunned when he heard Yang Feng's words, and then said happily: "That's right, sir, tomorrow will be the ceremonial ceremony once every 50 years in Wudao. Can you take the time to attend?"

Feng Luo had also come to see him several times before, but Yang Feng did not respond to him at all. This time the situation was urgent. He was still a little nervous when he came over. Unexpectedly, he received a response, which made him very happy.

The vortex in the sea rolled, but there was no response for a long time.

Feng Luo was anxious and said hurriedly again: "I am not intentionally disturbing my cultivation. It's just that the Black Sea has been surging recently. The battle between Black Island and Qingdao has become more and more intense, and the scope of the impact has become wider and wider. Many tribe members are very uneasy. If the adults can show up, they can make the tribe members feel at ease..."

Yang Feng's voice came from the bottom of the sea, interrupting Feng Luo's words and said, "Okay, I understand, I will attend the festival tomorrow."

"Yes, then I'll make arrangements now!"

Feng Luo was immediately overjoyed when he heard this. He did not stay again and flew towards Wudao.

...

Inside the light curtain, Yang Feng withdrew his gaze.

Yang Feng didn't take the matter about Wudao to heart. He naturally wouldn't go there tomorrow. Then he just wanted to let his incarnation go there.

With Yang Feng, the power that transformed into the middle stage of the True Immortal, it is more than enough to shock several casual cultivators in the early stage of the True Immortal.

Yang Feng took out a jade slip, which was the map of the Black Sea.

Now that everything has been done, it is time for Yang Feng to find a place to practice hard.

Although Wudao is quiet and safe, it is not an ideal place to retreat now.

Although Yang Feng's identity may not be exposed, it is not absolute. If someone really follows the clues and finds it, it will be a little troublesome at that time...

Half an hour later, a green light flew out of the sea and shot towards the distance.

It took three days and three nights to fly before Yang Feng stopped.

This is a more remote sea area than Wu Island, with vast sea surfaces everywhere and barren islands.

There are a primitive forests everywhere on the island, and no one has ever been here, and there are no mortals living there.

There are more monsters in the island and the sea, most of which are in the fusion realm, and even in the Mahayana realm.

Yang Feng looked around. The islands here are all good spiritual veins. Although they are not as good as those of Wudao, they are not much different, and their spiritual energy is also very rich.

This place is very far from Wudao. Almost no immortal cultivators come here, and it is a cave that deals with the idea.

As for those monsters, he naturally wouldn't care.

After thinking about it, his huge spiritual consciousness had already spread in all directions.

Soon, his body swayed and landed on a small island below.

This island is not large in size, only about a hundred miles in radius.

The environment on the island is quite complex. In the middle is a red mountain a hundred feet high. Rolling smoke comes out from the top of the mountain, but it is a crater.

Because volcanoes often erupt near the peaks, there are only red rocks everywhere and no grass grows.

But a little farther away from the mountain is a dense forest, and even further away are swamps and puddles and grasslands with green grass.

There is vitality everywhere, full of red and green flowers, including some spiritual herbs and spirit flowers.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed slightly and he nodded with satisfaction.

Although this island is not big, it is indeed the best in this area near the spiritual vein.

He went directly to a hidden canyon on the island, waved his hand and emitted a blue sword energy, cutting into a mountain wall, and the rocks shattered like tofu.

Not long after, a cave prototype emerged.

Yang Feng did not do much careful work, but just spent some time when opening the medicine garden. He stopped doing some work in other places after a little rectification. Then he flipped his hands and took out a stack of array flags and array plates and arranged them near the new cave.

After the ban was opened, a gentle green light appeared, and the cave disappeared immediately, turning into a lush forest, integrating with the nearby environment.

This restriction is the same as the restriction he had previously placed outside the teleportation thunder array under the sea. It did not emit any aura. Even if a true immortal cultivator uses his spiritual sense to explore, he may not be able to find clues.

In the following time, Yang Feng took out a few stacks of array equipment, which were the previous bans used to protect the Fire Peak Cave, and were placed on the outside of the cave, like an iron barrel surrounding the cave.

He even took out a large array and arranged it on the periphery of the island, covering the entire island.

However, he did not inspire these restrictions, but was to deal with foreign enemies that might appear in the future.

After doing all this, Yang Feng turned around and walked into the cave and came to the medicine garden.

For this place, he deliberately excavated quite broadly, even larger than before in the Fire Peak Cave.

After standing there for a while, his arm suddenly waved several times, and balls of spiritual soil of various colors appeared and landed in the medicine garden.

Some of these things were prepared by him before, while others were bought on the way back to the Black Sea.

Yang Feng then took out various spiritual liquids and began to harmonize the spiritual soil. He arranged magic circles and prohibitions in various parts of the medicine garden, and divided the medicine garden into different areas.

After doing this, he took out various spiritual herbs and herbs from the storage bag and carefully transplanted them into the new medicine garden one by one.

Just as Yang Feng was rectifying the medicine garden, the ceremony on Wu Island also kicked off.

At this moment, the entire sky above the island was shrouded in extremely gorgeous red light, and black wooden pillars appeared out of thin air everywhere on the island, with braziers on the top, igniting raging flames, giving people a sense of solemnity.

Three huge fire frames dozens of feet high were built on a huge square, and a raging flames ignited at the top.

At the center of the fire frame, a huge altar stands.

A statue of the earth immortal more than ten feet tall stood at the top of the altar, and crowds were densely packed under the altar. At this moment, all the immortal cultivators in the Feng family were here.

In addition to them, there are some other costume cultivators, including the three vassal islands such as Han Island.

There were four figures standing in front of the crowd. The one on the left was Feng Luo, and the three on the right were a white-faced young man with a handsome face, slender figure and dignified spirit.

There is also a middle-aged Confucian scholar with a black mole on his face, giving people a gloomy feeling.

On the far right is a young woman with a beautiful appearance, thin lips and nose, bright eyes, and a very slim figure, wearing a long green dress.

Everyone was worshiping the statue on the altar, and these four people were no exception.

Feng Luo looked solemn and his actions of worship were meticulous.

However, the other three people had a trace of unswerving face, and their movements were obviously perfunctory.

They are all immortal cultivators in the True Immortal Realm. They want to worship another true immortal statue, so they are naturally unwilling to do so from the bottom of their hearts.

Time passed little by little, and most of the festival was soon underway.

The matter between Feng Luo and the other four was over. At this moment, they left the front of the crowd and sat down on a nearby chair.

"Captain Feng, today's festival is a major event on Wudao. Didn't Fellow Daoist Yang Feng appear?" The white-faced young man suddenly asked.

"Speaking of this, since I met you, Fellow Daoist Yang has been practicing in seclusion. Now that it has been hundreds of years, but he has not yet come out of seclusion. Are you practicing some magical powers and secret techniques?" said the middle-aged Confucian scholar.

The young woman looked at Feng Luo with beautiful eyes. Although she did not speak, the inquiry in her eyes was also very obvious.

Feng Luo glanced at the three of them and said with a smile: "I asked Lord Yang Feng yesterday, and he will show up to meet you today."

"really?"

When the three of them heard this, their expressions changed slightly and they immediately asked.

"Natural." Feng Luo smiled.

"It would be great that Fellow Daoist Yang could show up. Now that the Black Sea is in chaos, we should take an idea to do what we do in Wudao."

The white-faced young man exchanged glances with the other two people and nodded.

"What fellow Taoist said is that now all the forces of all sizes and big things are waiting and watching everywhere in Hei Island. After all, Hei Island and Qingdao are powerful and have strong strength, and they are definitely not comparable to small islands like us. How we act in Wu Island, we have to make a decision as soon as possible. Now it is a troublesome time. If one is handled improperly, the consequences will be unimaginable." The middle-aged Confucian scholar continued.

The white-faced young man was Yan Tie, while the middle-aged Confucian scholar was named Zhong Chen.

When Feng Luo heard this, his face darkened and he was speechless.

"You don't have to be so pessimistic. With fellow Daoist Yang here, and with us, it's a strong force. It should be more than enough to protect these islands." The young woman suddenly spoke.

"Haha, fellow Taoist is optimistic."

Yan Tie smiled faintly, but his expression disagreed.

As the ceremony continued, time passed little by little, and when we saw the end, Yang Feng's figure still did not appear.

Although Feng Luo was still sitting there, a little anxiety flashed deep in his eyes. From time to time, Yan Tie and the other two looked a little strange.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Yang may have something to do and cannot come..." Yan Tie said.

Before he finished speaking, a little blue light appeared in the distance in the sky, and the next moment, it quickly became brighter and turned into a ball of dazzling blue light rolling in the air.
Chapter completed!