"Come in!" Ye Feng said.

"OK!" the woman pushed open the open door and took the child into the yard.

"It's all here. Just choose it. Ten Wen is a piece of Taofu." Ye Feng put a box of Taofu on the table and let the mother and son choose.

"Thank you, boss Ye!" the woman hurried to choose.

The child on one side looked at the empty cane chair and found a wood carving on it. He reached out to touch it, but found his hand directly through the wood carving, as if he had touched the air.

"Oh?"

The child tried several times, but he still couldn't touch the wood carving. He rubbed his eyes with his hands and made a surprised sound in his mouth.

"Xiao Feng, don't make trouble!"

The woman quickly grabbed the child.

"Mom, I want this!" the child pointed to the wood carving on the rattan chair.

"This is a wood carving, not a thing. Don't talk nonsense!" the woman quickly pulled the child.

"It's not wood carving, it's my wife," said Ye Feng calmly, and took the carving knife to continue carving.

The woman immediately smiled and said, "boss Ye is really joking. How can this wood carving be your wife?"

Ye Feng did not continue to defend.

"Boss ye, take a good look at your wife! Can you sell it to me?" the child dared to say anything.

"Xiaofeng, you're looking for a beating!" the woman immediately stared, pressed the child on the ground, took off her pants, picked up the bamboo strip, and slapped him on the ass.

"Ouch!"

The child suddenly began to cry.

"Boss ye, I'm sorry that I didn't teach my son well." the woman quickly paid the money, picked up the peach charm and left with the child in her arms for fear that Ye Feng would blame.

For this farce, Ye Feng is calm and calm.

He has experienced similar things many times.

……

Time flies.

Ye Feng has been in this world for 60 years.

On this day, many mountains shook.

Many spiritual veins appeared, and strong aura erupted outward, and more and more practitioners were born.

"God, what's that?"

Someone screamed.

In the center of mortal City, there was a strong burst of brilliance, which shook the whole city and also attracted Ye Feng's attention.

"She broke through." Ye Feng said calmly.

The smell is familiar.

That's Su Ling.

This woman is talented and breaks through a small realm. With her current strength, she is enough to kill one horned Python alone.

"Reiki burst?"

Ye Feng can feel the stronger aura around him.

The present world is more suitable for practice.

But it has nothing to do with him.

He picked up the bamboo piece, carved it with a carving knife, gave full play to what he had learned, made it contain great power, and practiced the hand of all changes in this way.

Three months later.

Su Ling came again, but not alone.

Around her, there are several practitioners with good strength, which can be compared with the new Linghai realm.

"Master ye, I'm here again."

Su Ling's title to Ye Feng became different, and his face also showed the respect that the younger generation only had when they saw the younger generation. "These are my friends and strong practitioners in the fourth realm."

Fourth territory?

Ye Feng raised his head.

In mainland China, cultivation is divided into the realm of looking for Qi, refining Qi, gathering yuan, spiritual sea, divine yuan, breaking emptiness and so on.

In this world, cultivation has just started for decades, and there is no clear name. The cultivation realm is divided by the first realm and the second realm.

The fourth boundary here is the spirit sea.

But that's all.

They can't beat rhubarb together.

"Come shopping?" asked Ye Feng.

"Your paintings are very useful. I'll introduce these friends to buy them. The price is not a problem." Su Ling took out the spirit stone bag and put it on the desktop, which contains a lot of spirit stones.

"Choose whatever you want!" Ye Feng waved his hand.

Su Ling looked at the practitioners and said, "everyone can only choose one painting. You must choose it well, which can greatly increase your strength."

"Uh huh."

These practitioners immediately selected in the small courtyard.

"This picture is good!"

A young man in a white robe can feel the artistic conception of great benefit to himself when he sees an ink painting called "a lonely boat across the river".

"This is good."

"I've chosen it, too."

Two other practitioners selected the picture scrolls named kingfisher and riding alone and accepted them happily.

Only a red skirt woman with Danfeng eyes looked at the pictures around her with disdain. She thought they were too ordinary, so she didn't choose.

"Zhao Yan, why don't you choose?"

Su Ling looked at the red skirt woman with a curious face.

Ye Feng's paintings are the best. Any one contains different artistic conception. If Ye Feng hadn't said that a person can only choose one painting, she would definitely buy it all.

"Oh, there is no suitable one." Zhao Yan shook her head.

"All right!" Su Ling had to be helpless.

In half an hour.

"Elder ye, I'm sorry to disturb you today. Goodbye!"

Su Ling arched his hand at Ye Feng and took Zhao Yan and her party away from the single courtyard.

Instead of putting away the spirit stone on the table, Ye Feng continued to carve and immerse himself in his own world.

In half a day.

Someone opened the gate and came in. It was Zhao Yan brought by Su Ling today.

"Just a charlatan! Although I don't know how you deceived Su Ling and several other Taoist friends, you can't deceive me. These things are just secular rubbish!"

Zhao Yan stood in front of Ye Feng and laughed.

She has a divine sense. She looks left and right, but she is stunned that she can't see any special features between Ye Feng and the surrounding calligraphy, paintings and handicrafts. She thinks Ye Feng is just superficial.

"Those who have no chance, naturally can't understand."

Ye Feng just said casually.

"The usual lines of charlatans are ridiculous!" Zhao Yan stood in front of the table, lifted the spirit stone bag on the table, and saw the wood carving sitting on the vacant rattan chair with a cold light in her eyes.

"I can't even carve my facial features. It's too bad!"

Zhao Yan stretched out her hand and wanted to pick up Yujie's wood carving, but as her hand touched the wood carving, she suddenly felt pricked by a needle.

This pain goes straight to the soul!

Deng Deng Deng!

Zhao Yan kept going backwards. Looking at her hand full of needle eyes, she couldn't help screaming.

Poop!

She sat down on the ground and took out the bronze mirror. She could see that her face was aging rapidly. Soon, she changed from a beautiful person to an old woman with long gray hair.

Even the teeth began to fall off.

"No!"

Zhao Yan immediately knelt on the ground and constantly kowtowed for mercy.

"Master ye, I look down on people and have eyes that don't understand Mount Tai. Please forgive me!"

Even if Zhao Yan is stupid, she knows Ye Feng's terrible.

The means that can make her grow old in an instant has exceeded her understanding. I'm afraid it's enough to suppress the whole world at will.

"You touched something you shouldn't have touched."

Ye Feng said indifferently.

This is the first time that he has been angry since he joined the WTO and lived in seclusion.

Bang!

Zhao Yan's whole body cracked, burst into ashes, fell to the ground, and was swept into the garbage heap by the old monk outside the yard.

No one knows that a strong man in the fourth realm died in Ye Feng's yard.

In the days to come, everything will be as usual.

Everyone seemed to forget Zhao Yan. They didn't look for her, miss her, and doubt Ye Feng.

The world seems to have never had Zhao Yan.

Another decade has passed.

A new round of Reiki eruption appeared.

The aura of heaven and earth in this world is becoming stronger and stronger. More and more strong practitioners in the fourth realm appear. Even some people are attacking the legendary fifth realm, but they all end in failure.

In the future, every ten years, there will be a Reiki eruption, which will drive the rapid development of the spiritual world all over the world.

Ye Feng ignored foreign affairs and continued to transform fan.

Su Ling's visits gradually decreased.

At first, she came every few months, but later, she came only once a few years.

Ye Feng doesn't care about this.

As the world is more suitable for practice, more and more big demons appear and do evil everywhere.

Su Ling, as a sword fairy, naturally wants to remove demons.

Sometimes, she can't even go back to mortal city for several years, and the number of meetings with her family is less.

"Ye Zhu, I seem to be stuck."

The rhubarb dog grew bigger and bigger, like a dog emperor, followed by tens of thousands of local dogs, and built a royal dynasty composed of countless dogs.

However, the strength of rhubarb can no longer be improved.

"It's the laws of the world that limit you, but I have a solution. Wait!"

Ye Feng said.

Rhubarb was stuck at the peak of the fourth realm and could not enter the fifth realm, and so did Su Ling.

People all over the world are limited.

Except leaf maple.

Time soon came to the ninetieth year.