Chapter 1898 The Youngest Immortal Monarch

Everyone was dumbfounded, watching Mu Feng take out a series of god-defying gods, really don't know where Brother Feng got so many good things.

"Feng, brother Feng, didn't you steal the Buddhist scriptures pavilion in Xianyuan? Where did you get so many magical skills?"

Wen Yong couldn't help asking.

The others also looked at Mu Feng in shock, their eyes full of surprise.

"These magical skills, even the Xianyuan Library, don't have such good skills. In the future, you should switch to these skills. Although it is a bit troublesome, the power is much stronger than the skills you practiced before."

Mu Feng smiled and did not explain the origin.

Everyone knew what was interesting and didn't ask questions. Brother Feng would naturally tell them what they should know.

"Presumably after this battle, the Yuren clan, the Tianxing Sword Sect, and even the Chilong clan, these forces should not dare to provoke me. You all should practice hard and transfer to these exercises as soon as possible."

Mu Feng said again.

"yes!"

Everyone should be, and then dispersed with their exercises, while Tuoba Qinghai stayed here.

"Brother Mu, Niu Feng and the others have come to join us. Look, should we recruit more people and form a fairy group, so that we can fight for that Emperor Creation Pill for you in the future."

Tuoba Qinghai said.

"Well, Qinghai, you can figure it out. By the way, if you recruit people, you can only recruit the strong ones of the Nine Tribulations True Immortals or above. The strength is too weak, and it will be a burden for us."

Mu Feng said.

"Well, then I'll go recruit people. Now that you have defeated Ximen Wushuang, this is a golden signboard."

Tuoba Qinghai smiled, cupped his hands, and then left.

Everyone left cleanly, only Mu Feng and Wan'er were left.

Mu Feng came behind Wan'er, gently hugged that slender waist, and leaned his head on Wan'er's fragrant shoulder.

"What are you doing, you haven't gone far yet." Wan'er reproached softly.

"Hey, of course I made out with my wife, Wan'er, thank you before."

Mu Feng smiled, bit Wan'er's crystal earlobe lightly, and the faint fragrance of Yi Ren's body entered his nostrils, which made people feel distracted.

"No one is serious, they are your guardian, that is, my guardian."

Wan'er scolded.

"Yeah, along the way, it's not easy to go through life and death trials. This group of brothers and sisters have always been with me. I should cherish having such brothers and sisters in my life."

Mu Feng smiled and looked at the backs of everyone talking and leaving, feeling very warm in his heart. Although he had experienced too many hardships, with this group of people around, even if they went to hell together, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Of course, my Wan'er should be cherished even more."

Mu Feng's hand began to be dishonest, and with a wave of his hand, the palace door closed.

Wan'er was short of breath, her face was blushing, she exhaled like blue, and said, "By the way, I haven't heard you talk about sister Linger, where did she go?"

Hearing this, Mu Feng's eyes suddenly darkened, and he said: "My sister was led by his master to ascend to the Demon Immortal Realm, and I have never seen her before, but when I become stronger, I will go to the Demon Immortal Realm to find me Miss."

Sister, one of Mu Feng's most cherished relatives in his life.

"Um."

"Haha, now, it belongs to the time between you and me."

Mu Feng laughed, the princess hugged Wan'er, and went to her bedroom. She didn't say much about the shameless things that happened next, and she knew what she knew, and she couldn't express it in words.

The matter of Mu Feng's defeat of Ximen Wushuang indeed caused a huge shock among the students of the Immortal Academy. The name of Asura Mu Feng truly made people awe-inspiring.

The world regards him and Mo Konghang as the two most outstanding students in this class, and some people compare them, and they don't know who is stronger and who is weaker.

Taking advantage of Mu Feng's reputation, the Zhanfeng Immortal Group started recruiting, and many small teams and groups came to join them one after another. Zhanfeng, from a small team of more than two hundred people, developed into three in just a short period of time. A medium-sized fairy group with a scale of more than 10,000 people.

Mu Feng took out a ninth-level battle formation and gave it to Tuoba Qinghai, so that the members of the Zhanfeng Immortal Group could practice in order to improve their overall strength in the future.

However, Mu Feng came to the disciple application hall of the inner courtyard of the Immortal Courtyard.

As long as the cultivation base breaks through the realm of the fairy king during the student period, you can apply to become a disciple of the inner courtyard of the fairy courtyard. To become a disciple of the inner courtyard, that is a person of the Beihai fairy courtyard and needs to obey the dispatch.

Mu Feng agreed to Shilao at the beginning, so he had no choice but to join Beihai Xianyuan.

There are still quite a few people in the inner court applying for the palace, all of whom are strong in the realm of immortal kings applying to join the immortal court. It seems that there are still many people who dream of joining the immortal court. After all, the strength of Beihai Xianyuan is the giant power of the fairy world. One of the overlords of the North Sea fairyland.

"Hey, it's Mu Feng, and he wants to join the inner court!"

"It's really Mu Feng who defeated Ximen Wushuang."

"I don't know if Beihai Xianyuan will accept him. After all, he is a disaster."

Many immortal monarchs looked at Mu Feng and discussed.

Mu Feng lined up with everyone, but everyone in this team respectfully asked him to apply first. It seemed that they were all in awe of his terrifying strength in defeating Ximen Wushuang.

Mu Feng was directly invited by the crowd to come to the front, where a fairy from the inner court registered.

"Name?" asked the other party.

"Mu Feng!"

"Race?"

"Sura Clan."

Hearing the word Shura, the other party looked at Mu Feng in surprise, and then continued to register: "Age, and cultivation."

"Age sixty-eight, cultivation base, four realms of Shenquan, middle stage of Xianjun."

Mu Feng said lightly.

"hiss……"

"Damn it, what the hell isn't it, sixty-eight years old, the middle stage of the Xianjun realm!"

"What the hell, how is this possible?"

The people present were shocked, they all looked at Mu Feng in disbelief, their eyes were full of shock.

The registered Xianjun strongman was also shocked, and then looked at Mu Feng in shock, and said in disbelief: "You, are you really only sixty-eight years old?"

This is the youngest fairy he has ever heard of, not one of them, why are you even a hundred years old, what are you kidding?

A life against the sky does not need an explanation.

"You can check my bone age yourself."

Mu Feng said indifferently, and stretched out his hand.

After investigating, the man was shocked and said: "The bone age is really only sixty-eight years old, but your Yangshou feels as if it has passed hundreds of years."

"Yangshou has passed hundreds of years?"

Mu Feng frowned, and then it became clear that he used the time method to forcibly speed up his cultivation. If you look at it this way, he is actually several hundred years old.

"Okay, let's just be sixty-eight years old. This seems to be the youngest fairy monarch in the history of the fairy courtyard. This is the registered fairy card. You take it first, and there are some tests in the inner courtyard."

After this person came back to his senses, he also thought of the side effect of speeding up the cultivation of the Nikong Immortal Pagoda, which drastically consumed Yangshou.

Mu Feng took the registration card. It seems that the inner courtyard of this fairy courtyard is not just one that you can enter if you want to, there is still a test.

I don't know what kind of test it is, Mu Feng is still looking forward to it.

After everyone registered, the registration deacon came over and looked at Mu Feng and the more than one hundred immortals who had applied for admission to the hospital today and said, "You people, gather at Beixian Square in three days, and there will be an assessment task to be released at that time Here you are, as long as you have passed the task assessment for entering the inner court, then you are true inner court disciples."

"yes!"

Everyone should be, and then everyone dispersed and left in twos and threes.

Mu Feng also left here.

The registration deacon looked at Mu Feng's back, exclaimed in a low voice, and said, "The sixty-eight-year-old immortal is incredible. Has there ever been a younger disciple of the immortal in the history of the immortal courtyard? Such an age The world-shocking cultivation base, I am afraid that there is some great opportunity, and there may be some heaven-defying cultivation treasures."

The registered deacon thought to himself, and even had a twisted thought, wanting to know Mu Feng's secret.

"Forget it, Shura clan, this clan is too unlucky, it's better not to provoke them."

He shook his head secretly again and sighed.

"Hey, Senior Brother Li, was that person Mu Feng just now?"

At this time, a young man in black with the words Law Enforcement on his sleeve came over and asked.

"That's right, Junior Brother Zhao, you also know this Mu Feng."

The registration deacon nodded.

"Mu Feng..."

A cold light flickered in the eyes of the law enforcement officer in black, revealing a trace of cold killing intent and anger.

On that day, in the secret realm of the Immortal Dao, he was humiliated and cut off his tongue by Mu Feng, and his physical body was crippled. It took a long time for him to condense his physical body. Most importantly, his soul was also injured, and he spent countless money. It has not fully recovered.

The revenge of killing one's life is irreconcilable!

"Speaking of which, this kid is really a shocking genius. He is only sixty-eight years old, and he has cultivated to the middle stage of the realm of the immortal king, the realm of the four springs. I really don't know what secret he has, how can he practice so fast."

The registered deacon sighed intentionally or unintentionally, and secretly glanced at Zhao Peng from the corner of his eye.

"A shocking genius..."

Zhao Peng smiled coldly, and then asked: "Senior Brother Li, what is the assessment task for Mu Feng and the others to be admitted to the hospital?"

While speaking, he also had a space money bag containing hundreds of thousands of immortal stones in his hand.

"Junior Brother Zhao is being polite. If there is no accident, it should be the task of going to Tiancang Realm to destroy the Immortal Puppet Sect."

The registered deacon said that he took the money from the other party without any trace.

"Destroy the Immortal Puppet Sect..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Peng's eyes flickered, and then he also left here.

"This Zhao Peng was said to have been humiliated by a student from the outer court last time. Judging by his appearance, he must be Mu Feng."

The registration deacon thought to himself, and there was a hint of a good-looking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Feng returned to the mansion.

In the room, on the fragrant and soft bed, two bodies are entwined together, with surges of gong power, until the yin and yang forces flow through the two bodies, forming a special practice cycle. It is much faster than practicing alone.

In the Immortal Kingdom in Mu Feng's body, the immortal stones in his own practice treasure house were being sucked dry piece by piece of the immortal energy, and poured into the divine spring to improve his cultivation.

After a long time, Yi Ren let out a cry of joy and sorrow like a swan dying, and the long-drenched earth finally met the nectar. Her eyes narrowed slightly, revealing the charm of infinite youth. Her hands and feet were like octopuses wrapped around Mu Feng's strong body. The two embraced quietly. Together, when two people perform exercises, Yin and Yang unite, Yuanshen blends together, and the joy brought by the resonance of the soul is better than all the joys in the world, making each other more and more inseparable from each other.

Mu Feng even felt that his love for Wan'er would be affected by the opponent's skills and become more serious.

Perhaps, that is the power of sincerity.