Then Yang Feng's figure kept flashing, appeared in every corner, burying the array plates one by one.

After all the array plates landed, the formation of the entire cave heaven finally took shape.

Buzz!

A metal sound sounded, and in the entire cave, lights lit up one after another, and all array plates were running at the same time, turning into light columns and rushing straight into the sky.

In the middle of the pond on the other side of the bamboo building, purple lotus rays shone brightly. A fist bud the size of a fist suddenly popped out, and a golden light flashed and bloomed.

The Xiaotian Dog stood on the window on the second floor of the bamboo building and saw the scene of the pond below. He was amazed: "I am willing to give up a medium-grade fairy stone to exchange for a trench lotus. The owner is such a good method. In the future, there is no need to worry about the lack of spiritual energy in the cave world for at least a hundred years."

Yang Feng smiled and ignored Xiaotian Dog's words.

Yang Feng was very satisfied with the changes in the spiritual energy in the cave.

Half an hour later, all the changes in the cave sky gradually disappeared.

Yang Feng patrols the cave world again before returning to the secret room.

I wasted a long time in the cave world, and by the time Yang Feng came back it was already midnight.

Above the secret room, a moonlight fell and shone in front of Yang Feng.

After Yang Feng was silent for a moment, he placed the Hongjun Tower under the moonlight.

...

Spring goes and winter comes, and thirty years pass in a blink of an eye, and everything in the valley is calm.

At this time, Yang Feng successively purchased various materials for auxiliary spiritual liquid from the Wuchang Gate, planted them in his medicine garden, and used the spiritual liquid to ripen them bit by bit.

This includes the years of the main spiritual herbs. With the ripening of spiritual liquid, they have reached a higher level in the secret technique, so that the level of spiritual liquid refined by Yang Feng far exceeds the requirements mentioned in the secret technique.

At this time, Yang Feng was sitting in the secret room, with his eyes closed.

At midnight, all the lights in the secret room went out, and the surroundings were pitch black, and only a moonlight was projected from it.

With the light of the moon, you can see a bottle in front of Yang Feng, filled with purple liquid.

At this moment, Yang Feng suddenly opened his eyes, his spiritual eyes circulated, and two blue lights lit up in his pupils.

Yang Feng pinched the magic trick with his hands, and the light lit up all over his body. Golden scales grew out of the skin on his body. The majestic immortal power in his body continued to transform into dark demonic energy, revealing it from the gaps between the scales.

Yang Feng silently recited the secret techniques of the Demon Eye in his heart, and kept pinching the magic tricks with both hands, wiping them towards the mouth of the bottle.

In the meantime, a purple liquid flew out of the bottle and slowly slashed through the air and entered his eyes.

The crystal liquid entered his eyes, and Yang Feng immediately felt a violent burning sensation coming from his eyes.

Yang Feng subconsciously wanted to close his eyes, but he still relied on his strong willpower to resist.

Washing your eyes with the configured medicinal solution is the first step in practicing the demonic eye and a very important step.

This is like practicing and tempering the body, laying the foundation for future cultivation.

Yang Feng opened his eyes wide, tears on both sides kept leaving behind, wrapped in impurities that were not usually visible, leaving white marks on his face.

After washing over and over again, the blue light in Yang Feng's eyes became a little weaker, but it became more thorough, and there were many tiny bloodshots on the edge of the eyes.

At this time, Yang Feng's technique suddenly changed, he raised a finger and pointed it at his eyes.

At this moment, there was no wind and waves in the secret room, and the black demonic energy was surging.

In its middle position, two small vortexes emerged out of thin air. After violent rotation, they turned into two spiral black air columns as thick as index fingers, rushing straight into Yang Feng's eyes.

At this time, the blue light in Yang Feng's eyes was bright, and it looked like the moon reflected in the well. At the moment when the black air column poured in, it became blurred.

These eyes were like two bottomless pits, constantly absorbing the influx of demonic energy, and soon became foggy, like abyss and a valley, making people unable to see through.

At the same time, he withdrew his hands in front of him, pinched out a strange magic trick, and hugged him quietly in front of him, without any movement.

Circles of purple-gold light patterns emerged from under it and expanded towards the surroundings.

...

Time flies, and several years have passed in a flash.

The secret room of the cave was silent. Yang Feng, wearing a blue shirt, sat cross-legged, still holding a gesture of holding hands.

The purple gold scales on his body have disappeared, and the demonic energy surrounding him no longer exists. Only the circles of purple gold light patterns under his body are still spreading and enlarging like water patterns.

At this moment, he suddenly closed his hands and let out a light reprimand from his mouth.

As soon as the eyes opened, two columns of light that were as solid as substance burst out from their pupils, reflecting the entire secret room like two beacons.

All the powder dust in the secret room became slight, and even the many restrictions he had set up before were visible.

Yang Feng raised his head lightly and looked out along the hole in the dome. He saw white clouds flowing over the sky, and all the flying goose tail feathers appeared in front of him. Even the slight airflow and spiritual changes rolled up when his wings were waving, became clearly visible.

It seems that all things on this earth have nowhere to hide in front of their pair of faint eyes.

This is the case with the first success of this Demon Eye, but he still cannot determine what magical powers he has. He still needs to be revealed in some special environments in the future.

However, its vision growth is obvious, and it is naturally many times stronger than the original spiritual eyes.

After a while, all the strange phenomena in Yang Feng's eyes began to disappear, and the purple light gradually disappeared, regaining its silver-gray luster.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and he raised his hand to touch his cheek. The "Long Wu" mask flashed slightly, turning into an ordinary young man with a slightly pale complexion, and his silver-gray eyes turned black.

Yang Feng stood up, moved his muscles and bones, opened the door of the secret room, and walked out.

The retreat time this time was not too short. During this period, Yang Jing and the Huore Immortal Lord both came, but they were told by the puppet that Yang Feng was in seclusion, so they did not bother and left on their own.

So after Yang Feng left the customs, he planned to visit the two of them first.

It is the middle of winter in the Wild Man Valley, and a heavy snow has dyed all the mountains and forests white. No matter the pine forest, the bamboo sea is covered with thick snow coats, and the snow on the stone slabs in the forest is half a foot thick.

Yang Feng left the cave and did not walk against the wind. Instead, he walked on the "crunching" snow while enjoying the rime and snow scene on both sides of the road and walking towards the depths of the valley.

When he was halfway through the way, he suddenly found that some corners and eaves could be seen in the depths of the mountains and forests, which were not seen in the past. It was obviously newly built during his retreat.

Just as he was wondering, a figure turned out behind a huge rock on the mountain road.

It was clear that the snow had stopped, but he was still holding a dark red oil-paper umbrella in his hand, walking towards the outside of the valley.

As the two approached, Yang Feng saw each other's face clearly. He was a very beautiful young man with a face that seemed to be covered with powder, and was set against his red cloak, making him look paler.

When he was wrong, the man smiled slightly at Yang Feng, gave a slight salute, but did not say anything.

Yang Feng replied softly, without saying anything.

After passing by, the two of them walked forward, leaving only four footprints of gradually moving away on the snow.

"Is it the newcomer who came in the valley?"

Yang Feng was a little confused, shook his head and continued to rush into the valley.

After walking along the mountain road for several miles, when he finally arrived at the cliff where the Huore Immortal Lord Cave was, he happened to see a figure flying up from the cliff and heading towards the valley.

"Fellow Daoist, where are you in a hurry to go?" Yang Feng shouted quickly.

The hot immortal master who had just risen up heard this and quickly stopped, turned around and fell back.

"Fellow Daoist Yang, have you come out of seclusion?" The Huore Immortal Lord said with a smile on his face.

"I just came out of seclusion today. I know you have come to see me before. Isn't you here to visit you again?" Yang Feng said with a smile.

"When you went there before, you were in seclusion, so you didn't bother me." The Fire Immortal Lord nodded and said.

"Oh, but what's wrong?" Yang Feng said in confusion.

"It's not a big deal. I just told you to try not to use the token of the elder of the Red Leaf Sect in the near future to enter the inner city." The Fire Immortal Lord hesitated for a moment and said this.

"Why is this?" Yang Feng was slightly stunned and asked.

"The city has been a little uneasy for the past two hundred years. The Immortal Palace has been a little nervous about the identity of the people entering the city, and is afraid that you will cause trouble after using it." The Fire Immortal Lord sighed and said.

"What? Is there something big about it in the city?"

Yang Feng subconsciously thought of what happened after the auction, thinking that there would be any follow-up progress, so he asked quickly.

"It's hard to say. Today we're about to make an appointment. Since you've come out of seclusion, you'll just go with me. Let's talk about it later." The Fire Immortal Lord frowned slightly, then smiled and said.

"Okay." Yang Feng had no choice but to temporarily suppress his doubts and nodded.

The two of them escaped light together and walked away together, and soon arrived at an open cliff deep in the valley.

The cliff is located on a mountain wall on the right side of the deep valley, protruding dozens of feet above the mountain. An octagonal pavilion is built on it, which is also covered with snow and is piled with a thick layer of snow cover.

There was a stone table in the pavilion, and there were already three figures sitting around the table, but it was Yu Qi, Mo Xue and Yu Duan. When they saw Yang Feng coming, they all stood up to greet each other.

After meeting each other, Yu Duan looked at Yang Feng and asked, "Fellow Daoist Yang, when did you leave the seclusion?"
Chapter completed!