Genius Sword Immortal (Feng Yin Zi Chen)

Ye Feng did not follow master Wenlu into the cave, but waited outside the cave.

Because he had already detected the location of the black wooden box with the eyes of the myriad worlds, 300 meters away from the cave entrance.

"Obsidian wood!"

Ye Feng instantly detected the material of the black wood box.

Obsidian wood is a kind of rare material in the immortal cultivation world, but it is not very rare. Even Ye Feng has seen it several times.

In the cultivation of immortals, many places where people place important items are isolated by Obsidian wood.

With Obsidian wood in it, no matter who's divine sense can't penetrate and detect the scene, even if it's an old monster who has cultivated for seven or eight hundred years, it's impossible to do so.

Because Obsidian wood can completely block divine consciousness.

That is to say, Ye Feng, at this time, could not detect what was inside the black wooden box. However, judging from the strange smell felt, it must be the magic pupil of the myriad worlds.

On the surface of the box made of obsidian wood, there is also a layer of white cloth dyed with blood, which looks miserable.

Although I don't know what the blood stained white cloth is, Ye Feng knows that it is the magic pupil in the black wooden box.

Otherwise, light is Obsidian wood, absolutely can't trap anything.

Ye Feng hid his body outside the cave. He soon felt that Zen master Wenlu took out the black wooden box and held it in his hand.

Zen master Wen Lu did not hesitate to get the black wooden box and immediately walked out of the cave.

"Next, it's time to follow them to the sea."

Ye Feng's plan was very smooth. Although it was delayed for a month, he finally waited for this moment.

When master Wen Lu put the black wooden box into his cassock, he went down the mountain quietly and went back to the beach again. He rented a small wooden boat with the villagers of the seaside fishing village.

This time, he did not rent a speedboat because the boat was not far away and there was a limit on fuel supply.

With the practice of Zen master Wenlu, even if he rowed a small wooden boat, he could walk on the ground in the vast sea.

With enough water and dry food, master Wenlu set off soon.

Ye Feng, as usual, performed the Dragon turtle breath closing formula and followed him in the sea water about 500 meters behind him. He kept a distance that he would neither lose nor be found by the other party because he was too close.

The weather at sea is unpredictable.

At the beginning of the trip, the surrounding area was still clear, but just after setting out for more than 100 kilometers away from the sea, it immediately became stormy.

The sea waves surged, and Zen master Wen Lu steered a small wooden boat and bravely advanced on the sea.

However, when Ye Feng is below the sea surface, he will face greater resistance. However, with his accomplishments, he can fully cope with such a situation.

Lightning and thunder!

Wind and rain!

The little wooden boat was firmly moving forward.

The sea is getting colder and colder.

It was so dark that people could not tell whether it was day or night. Ye Feng followed him all the way. After about four or five hours, Zen master Wenlu suddenly uttered a sigh.

Ye Feng was very strange when he heard the murmur of Zen Master Lu: "Amitabha. I don't want to go to hell. Who will go to hell... "

Hiss!

Ye Feng only felt that there was a wave of internal Qi coming from the wooden boat in front of him. Then several flashes of lightning were suddenly attracted to him, and he even split it on the head of Zen master Wenlu.

The monk, unexpectedly, is provoking the thunder!

Ye Feng's potential sea water, see the appearance for the color change, what does this monk want to do?

Shua!

The whole body of Zen master Wen Lu began to burn. Ye Feng could even clearly detect with his divine sense that his cassock and body were burning. Even if it was a rainstorm, the flames on his body could not be extinguished.

Soon, I heard that the whole body cultivation of Zen Master Lu was transformed into a Buddha, so he suppressed on the black wooden box. The vast Buddhist light and righteousness covered up the gloomy breath from the black wood box.

Poop!

Pressed by the Golden Buddha, the black box suddenly fell into the turbulent sea water. However, the torrent could not prevent the black wood box from sinking into the sea bottom.

It's like a big piece of iron thrown into the sea.

"Unexpectedly --"

Ye Feng was stunned at the sight behind him. When he heard that Zen Master Lu, he even induced Tianlei to split himself and turn himself into a Buddha to suppress the black wooden box and let it sink to the bottom of the sea.

"It should not be too late!"

Ye Feng did not have time to take care of Zen master Wenlu, who was gradually reduced to ashes on the small wooden boat. Instead, he swam quickly to the bottom of the sea, following the black wooden box that sank to the bottom of the sea.

"This monk is so naive."

Ye Feng bit his teeth and felt that it was an idiotic act of Zen master Wenlu.

Zen master Wenlu is not a real eminent monk. Even if he sacrifices his own Buddha, he can only suppress the black wooden box for a short time.Ye Feng can feel that under the erosion of the dark wood box, the Buddha transformed by Zen master Wenlu is rapidly running out of energy. In this way, the Buddha will run out of energy and disappear without waiting for the bottom of the sea.

What's the point of suppressing the black box for a moment?

"Perhaps, the master just wanted to prevent the black box from drifting away in the fierce current, so as to sink smoothly to the bottom of the sea, so as not to let others have a chance to discover it?"

Ye Feng guessed in his heart that there was only one explanation.

Obsidian wood is not heavy. If it is thrown into the sea like this, most of it will float around with the waves and never sink to the bottom of the sea.

But even so, the monk should take a piece of iron at the beginning, and then tie it together and sink down

Ye Feng shakes his head. He really can't understand Zen master Wenlu's thoughts.

After all, this is their own choice, and he has no right to interfere.

Maybe it's because Zen Master Lu feels that there's nothing left to be nostalgic about living. In this way, he has devoted himself to the will of Shifu Shizhi.

Ye Feng did not think much, now the key is to get the black wood box.

Although this month's behavior is somewhat despicable, only by doing so can Ye Feng fulfill his wish, enhance his strength and strive for the hope of crossing the border.

He didn't want to wait for a year to find Su Feiying in the mang wasteland. God knows if Su Feiying will encounter any accident in the mang wasteland for such a long time.

Under the pressure of the Golden Buddha, the black wooden box sank to the bottom of the sea, wrapped in a blood stained white cloth.

Even in such an environment full of sea water, the blood stained white cloth is not wet at all. It can be seen that its material is very special. At least, Ye Feng can be sure that it is not something on earth.

Soon, Ye Feng followed him to the bottom of the sea. This place is seven or eight kilometers away from the sea. Although it is not the deepest trench in the world, it is no longer accessible to ordinary people.

Facing the black wood box, Ye Feng's mood is quite complicated.