Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Fairy Lanyue patted Feng Yichen on the shoulder and said softly.

"Child, this will be your home from now on. If you need anything, just tell us."

Feng Yichen's eyes were slightly red and he bowed deeply.

"Thank you, Master and Master, for your concern. Yichen will never forget it!"

At this time, the sun shone on them, and the flowers on the grass swayed in the wind, seeming to celebrate them.

Ye Chen looked at this scene and felt extremely warm in his heart.

He knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges lay ahead, with the company of his master, his wife and his friends, he would be able to move forward bravely.

After a pleasant chat, Ye Chen thought, and the four of them immediately came to the Fengling Fruit Tree.

What they saw in front of them made them stunned.

The World Tree is tall and tall, exuding vitality, as if the vitality of the entire world is gathered here.

And the psychic fruit shines with the light of wisdom, like stars, making people feel awe.

They were amazed that this legendary divine object was as numerous as stars here.

What kind of fate is this, and what kind of evil luck is this?

The Fengling Fruit Tree has grown into a towering giant tree with lush branches and leaves, blocking out the sky and the sun.

In this hot grassland, it brings a rare coolness.

At this moment, the trees are covered with green fruits, each exuding an attractive aroma.

They couldn't wait to taste this legendary fruit and improve their cultivation.

The sun shines on the fruits through the gaps in the leaves, making them emit a faint light.

The breeze blows, the leaves sway gently, and the fruits sway gently, as if to show them their charm.

Ye Chen flipped his right hand, and a dozen Wind Spirit Fruits appeared in his hand. Feeling the rich wind attribute power coming from the fruits, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

He handed a few to Feng Yichen and said.

"Yichen, this is the Wind Spirit Fruit. It will be of great help to your cultivation."

Then he turned around and gave a few to his master and his wife, asking them to absorb and refine them.

Ye Chen sat cross-legged, eyes closed, completely immersed in the world of cultivation.

The Wind Spirit Fruit in his hand exuded a refreshing fragrance, which quietly penetrated into his body with his breathing.

It seemed to add a touch of fresh color to his cultivation path.

He was running the skills in his body without any distractions, and the Wind Spirit Fruit gradually became warm in his hands, as if responding to his call.

Then, there was a slight "click" sound, and the shell cracked slightly, revealing the crystal clear flesh inside.

Ye Chen put the pulp into his mouth without hesitation, and the pulp instantly melted on the tip of his tongue, releasing a cool and rich wind-attribute power.

This power flowed down his throat and merged into his Dantian like a trickle.

In this peaceful moment of cultivation, Ye Chen seemed to be integrated with the whole world, feeling the power of the wind flowing and gathering in his body, constantly strengthening his cultivation.

Within Ye Chen's body, it was like a storm had suddenly arisen, with strong winds raging, ruthlessly sweeping through his spiritual power, blowing and refining it again and again until it became more pure and majestic.

He held the Wind Spirit Fruit tightly in his hand and continued to refine it. The power of the wind attribute flowed into his body like a trickle.

These powers shuttled through his meridians like a dragon, nourishing every cell in his body and pushing his cultivation to rise subtly.

As time passed, Ye Chen's aura became more and more powerful, like a roaring wind, spreading ruthlessly to the surroundings.

His hair danced wildly in the wind, and his clothes rustled, echoing the irrepressible power within him.

The surrounding air seemed to be absorbed by the invisible aura emanating from his body, gradually converging into tiny whirlpools that swirled around him.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was a light as sharp as a knife in his eyes.

He moved and jumped up lightly. His body rolled in the air, like a blue whirlwind, fast and fierce, and the wind howled wherever it passed.

Ye Chen's figure was like a cyan lightning, piercing the sky, leaving an elegant arc, and then fell steadily back to the ground at an extremely fast speed.

He stood there, the momentum on his body was like a violent wind, surging continuously, as if the whole world was under his control.

He waved his hand gently, and a powerful wind burst out instantly, sweeping everything like a violent storm, demonstrating his unparalleled power.

The whirlwind was like an awakened dragon, tumbling wantonly in the sky, and its aura of destruction seemed to foreshadow the coming disaster.

It locked onto a boulder in the distance, like a cheetah staring at its prey.

Under the wild impact of the whirlwind, the boulder was instantly drawn into the embrace of the wind demon, as if it had been called by fate.

Then, under the ruthless cutting of the wind blade, the boulder turned into countless tiny fragments, floating in the air like dust.

The air was filled with particles of dust and gravel, which intertwined into a hazy dust mist, adding a bit of mystery and confusion to the space.

Ye Chen stood aside, his face filled with unconcealable joy.

He didn't expect that he would master the power of the 14th attribute so quickly. This sense of accomplishment was like sweet wine, making him intoxicated.

At the same time, changes quietly occurred in the chaotic space.

The breeze blew gently, and the leaves swayed with the wind, as if telling some unspeakable secret.

In some places, strong winds are raging, kicking up bursts of dust, like the roar of nature, which makes people feel awe.

These whirlpools were flying in the air, as if they had a life of their own.

Ye Chen felt the changes in the chaotic space, with a satisfied smile on his face.

He knew that this was the formation of wind attribute power in the chaotic space, and it was also the best proof of his cultivation achievements.

He closed his eyes and deeply felt the power of the wind, feeling that he was one with the wind.

His soul was baptized by the power of the wind and became purer and firmer.

As the attributes increase, the chaotic space becomes more and more like a complete world, and I need to work harder to open up a brand new world.

Ye Chen stood under the Fengling Fruit Tree, feeling the surging wind attribute power in his body, and his heart was full of pride.

He took out the transmission talisman, concentrated his mind, and passed the message to Xie Yanran and others.

The transmission note flashed with a faint light, and Ye Chen's voice slowly sounded in it.

"Everyone, return to Xiaoyao Sect as soon as possible. In addition, notify all the sects that can be contacted to gather at Xiaoyao Immortal Sect on Eternal Star in half a year.

This matter is related to the future of the entire world of cultivation. They must arrive as soon as possible. Those who dare not come will bear the wrath of Xiaoyao Xianzong."

The transmission talisman shot out more than a dozen golden rays of light, turning into a stream of light that cut through the sky and sped away in a distant direction.

Ye Chen stood under the ancient tree, his eyes like torches, firm and profound.

He knew that this moment would become an important node in the history of the world of cultivation and was destined to be remembered by future generations.

After more than two months of arduous flight, Ye Chen finally returned to the sect.

However, what they saw in front of them shocked them.

Their brows were furrowed, and anger surged in their hearts, like the depression and uneasiness before a violent storm.

The Xiaoyao Sect in front of them was no longer the peaceful and peaceful sect they remembered.

The surrounding flowers, plants and trees have now been mercilessly burned, leaving only bare branches and dead leaves on the ground.

It seems to be telling the tragedy and despair that happened here.

There was a chilling atmosphere in the air, and there were large craters that had been attacked everywhere, as if this place had experienced an earth-shattering battle.

He felt that the violent energy fluctuations still seemed to remain in the air, and it seemed that he could still hear the deafening roars and screams.

His eyes swept over the collapsed houses and the cracks in the ground, and he couldn't help but feel an uncontrollable sadness in his heart.

Their spaceship landed in the sect, and a strong wind instantly blew away the surrounding smoke and dust.

The great elder and others immediately sensed the aura of the sect master.