The Sect Master and Uncle Can't Be a Mortal Chapter 1750

"Finally done."

Ye Feng was shocked, and the soil and dead leaves on his body quickly turned into fertilizer, nourishing the emerald green enlightenment tea tree that had grown to a height of three meters.

"This little tea tree is growing quite fast."

Ye Feng yawned.

He plucked a mature tea seed from the seven-color enlightenment tea tree, but it did not contain colorful blood, and could only grow into the enlightenment tea tree with jasper-colored leaves, which also had the effect of increasing perception, but the effect was not high.

"Grow up well. In the future, you will be the treasure of the Qingtian Great World."

Ye Feng said to the little tea tree.

It is a Taoist tea tree. Even if it is placed in the twin universe, it will be madly robbed by many immortal emperors.

Whoosh!

Ye Feng took a step and disappeared.

Half a day later.

An old man riding a green bull came to the neighborhood and found a tea tree with a fragrant fragrance. He quickly dug it up and planted it in his yard.

He was an ordinary Taoist priest.

However, smelling the fragrance of tea every day, and then taking a bath and drinking tea with tea leaves, even though he is ninety-six years old, he still feels energetic and strong like an ox.

"This tea must be an elixir!"

The old Taoist named Li Qingniu is ecstatic.

He reads and draws every day, sips tea from time to time, and even chews tea leaves for meals. He feels that the surrounding color is constantly infiltrating his body, which makes him accumulate incomparable strength, and the whole person becomes more and more magical.

"Fairy Wood"

High in the sky.

Ye Feng was sitting on the cloud, drinking tea, and silently watching the old man below. If any cultivator entered this area within a radius of a hundred miles, he would be turned away strangely.

Comprehension of the tea tree, it has never been exposed.

Under the dark of night.

The old man Li Qingniu put down the book, blew out the candle, and lay down on the bamboo chair to sleep. In a dream, he realized that he had become an immortal and an ancestor, and he had learned a lot of Taoism.

This made him very happy.

After waking up from the dream, he kept drinking tea, relying on his powerful understanding to analyze the exercises in the dream, and he became more and more powerful.

Twenty days outside, five and a half years inside.

At this moment, the old Taoist Li Qingniu felt that he had become very powerful, and thinking that the world was in chaos, he clenched his fists and prepared to persuade them to make peace.

If you don't agree, then fight!

Half a day later.

The old man rode on a green ox, waving his sleeves, tucked the entire small courtyard into his sleeves, and headed north.

"Very good, let's begin."

Seeing this scene, Ye Feng smiled.

The road to the system of merit and sanctification has been opened. Once successful, he will benefit endlessly.

In a dilapidated old temple.

A burly old man with a height of nine feet was carrying a long sword, followed by several burly men, all dressed as scholars, looking very strange.

"Teacher, this world is too chaotic!"

"Cultivators support different political affairs, fish and flesh the common people, and they don't care about the life and death of ordinary people, and the world's reputation is not worth living, it's just hateful and abominable!"

"Sad, sigh!"

"If I can also practice, I will kill these reckless practitioners and let them know that we scholars also have hard fists."

The strong men roared in a low voice.

Today's Qingtian Great World is very chaotic. Those who are in the Immortal Class are all hiding in the Heavenly Palace, and they don't care about life or death on the ground. Those quasi-sacred and demigods have thus established their own forces and divided the world.

This has led to constant wars and chaotic lives.

"What a group of scholars who care about the country and the people!"

Outside the ancient temple, an old man came riding an ox.

"You are?"

These scholars walked out of the ancient temple and surrounded the old man with white hair and beard, but full of energy.

"Poor Dao, Li Qingniu."

The old man said with a smile, looking at the strong old man who was still standing in the ancient temple with a long sword on his back.

"You are the famous Li Qingniu? I heard that you have persuaded many practitioners along the way to let them return from their lost paths and stop doing evil?"

The burly old man with the ancient sword came out, looking at the kind-hearted face, full of surprise.

"It's me." Li Qingniu nodded, "Presumably, your Excellency is the literary saint who fills the world with peaches and plums, right?"

"It's me." The burly old man with the long sword nodded lightly, "Unfortunately, I'm just a scholar, and even if I have some force, I can't persuade those cultivators who have done bad things to rein in their horses and be ashamed of the holy word. It's Daoist Li Qingniu, who did it. Something I can't do."

"Master Dao, you are also an ordinary person, why can you persuade those practitioners to turn back?"

a sturdy reader asked.

"Convince people with virtue." Li Qingniu laughed. Immediately, he waved the dust lightly and smashed a boulder not far away into two halves, causing the gravel to fall on the ground, forming a faint arrangement of the word "virtue".

"You are also a practitioner!"

"Convince people with virtue? What a convincing person with virtue!"

"I understand!"

Wen Sheng clenched the sword in his hand, his eyes bright.

"Wen Sheng, I heard that you also want to persuade the practitioners of the world not to fish the common people. I am doing this too, but my eloquence is not as good as yours. Why don't we cooperate, you are responsible for persuading, and the poor are responsible for subduing!"

Li Qingniu suggested.

"Okay!" Wen Sheng readily agreed.

Half a day later.

An ancient battlefield.

Dozens of practitioners face off in the sky.

On the ground, there are two sides facing each other, with hundreds of thousands of troops on each side, and the momentum is terrifying.

"Will your Fengling Kingdom come down?"

"Hmph, why didn't your Heavenly Thunder Kingdom come down?"

"Looks like there's only one fight left."

The cultivators in the sky scolded each other. Seeing that they couldn't talk to each other, they prepared to order hundreds of thousands of troops on the ground to kill each other and devour each other's territory.

And they were just preparing to watch the play.

"Wait a minute!"

At this moment, two people rode an ox to the center of the battlefield. It was Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng. Compared with the fierce army, they were as weak as ants.

"It turned out to be two ordinary people."

"Dare to disturb the situation, **** it!"

A cultivator in the Divine Origin Realm sneered, with a ray of light in his eyes, slashing at Wen Sheng and Li Qingniu.

"Damn!"

Li Qingniu swayed up and down, and cut out a brilliant blue light, choking off the opponent's light.

"Hey, there is no fluctuation in the cultivation base on the body, but it can exert the strength of the Divine Origin Realm. It's strange."

The cultivators were surprised.

"Everyone, don't fight any more! This is a war that should belong to your cultivators. Why did it affect hundreds of millions of mortals and make the world suffer? Their deaths mean the destruction of countless families behind them, causing the two kingdoms to be in turmoil. How are you at ease?"

Wen Sheng opened his mouth to persuade.

Then, he brought out the great principles of propriety, righteousness, integrity, etc., and also brought up the general situation of the world. He said that the practitioners present were stunned for a while.

Those hundreds of thousands of soldiers have long since wanted to fight again.

Some people think that there are still 80-year-old mothers and children waiting to be fed at home, and they have already burst into tears.

Some people have already put down their weapons.

Originally, there was no conflict between Tianlei Kingdom and Fengling Kingdom, but these cultivators wanted the two countries to fight, and countless soldiers and horses were killed or injured.

They were very resistant to this.

Bang! bang!

More and more soldiers dropped their weapons, raised their heads, and looked at the practitioners in the sky coldly.

"Shut up!"

"We must fight!"

A practitioner scolded.

They discovered a rule before, that is, the more deaths on the battlefield, the more mysterious blood power they can absorb, which can promote cultivation.

Therefore, they are eager to go to war.

With the spread of this secret in the cultivation world of the Great Blue Sky, countless practitioners controlled the mortal kingdoms, allowing them to fight for various reasons.

But today, someone came to stop it!

This simply cuts off their cultivation path!

"Kill them all!"

These dozens of cultivators immediately unified their caliber and attacked Li Qingniu, Wen Sheng and others at the same time.

Pfft!

The sharp lightsaber fell, and even though Li Qingniu possessed the combat power of the Divine Origin Realm, his chest was still opened and he fell into a pool of blood.

"No war!"

Wen Sheng raised his long sword high, and shook the slashing aura of a cultivator in the Divine Origin Realm. The whole person flew out and disappeared in an instant.

However, his voice echoed throughout the world.

When the hundreds of thousands of soldiers heard the words, their eyes turned red.

They also want to stop the war.

However, they don't have that courage.

Today, I saw with my own eyes two kind-hearted old men fell in order to stop the war. Their anger and murderous intent exploded, they picked up their weapons again, and stabbed the dozens of cultivators in the sky.

"Humph!"

"A group of ants!"

The group of cultivators cursed, relying on the light shield on their body to easily block the damage of mortal weapons.

"How to do?"

"What else can I do, kill them all."

"However, these people who died in the hands of cultivators will not emit that kind of special energy and blood, and it will not allow us to improve our cultivation. It's a pity."

These practitioners said helplessly.

"Kill them all!"

A cultivator of the Divine Origin Realm is ready to start.

But, right now.

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Wen Sheng, who should have died, actually reshaped his body in a shining golden light, and the wound on Li Qingniu's chest healed automatically and returned to life.

Boom!

Thousands of miles around, the void vibrated violently, countless thunders flashed, causing a sensation in all directions, and a strange breath floated into the bodies of Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng respectively, causing their momentum to skyrocket.

"What happened?"

A practitioner shivered.

At this moment, the aura emanating from Li Qingniu and Wen Sheng actually gave them a sense of the season when they were facing the holy and half-immortal, and their eyelids couldn't help beating wildly.

"I do not know either."

"Attack them quickly!"

The other cultivators were ruthless and shot directly.

Tear it off!

Dozens of dazzling sword lights fell, each of which was a kilometer long, with astonishing power. However, Wen Sheng looked over coldly, and all the sword lights collapsed quickly.

This scene is shocking.

"Very good, it's done."

Ye Feng watched from behind the scenes, in a very good mood.

[ps: Good night everyone!

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