Zhao Feng left the Pond of Life somewhat reluctantly.

On the way, Zhao Feng learned that Han Ning'er had made great gains in these three days.

She visited more rare material planting areas and saw many rare materials that she had never seen before. She was also lucky enough to enter the upper floors of the "Sheng Dharma Hall" in the Holy Land of Life and browse some precious ancient books that interested her.

Under the leadership of Xia Houwu, Zhao? and others came to a secret hall.

There were only three people inside, two old men and one young man.

One of these two old men is Xia Houwu's master, the withered-faced old man whom Zhao Feng met when he first came here.

The other person was shorter in stature, with pale green hair flowing through his hair, and his aura seemed to be more powerful than the withered-faced old man.

The young man wearing a golden robe next to them is the Quasi-God Guanlong.

"Junior Zhao Feng, I have met all the seniors in the Holy Land!"

Zhao Feng looked at the two elders.

"Little friend Zhao, you've had a good time in the Holy Land of Life these three days, haven't you?"

The withered-faced old man said directly.

"This is my first time coming to the Holy Land. Everything here is unprecedented to me..."

Zhao Feng told the truth.

Everything in the Holy Land of Life is the best he has ever seen.

"This is nature. Among the many holy places, the Holy Land of Life is also one of the oldest and most powerful holy places!"

Guanlong Quasigod said proudly.

His glory was taken away by Zhao Feng, so he longed to surpass Zhao Feng in other aspects to regain a sense of accomplishment.

Afterwards, the two exchanged a few more polite words before the withered-faced old man got straight to the point.

"Little friend Zhao, the Holy Land of Life needs talents like you. If you stay here, your treatment will definitely be several times better than in the Spirit Clan. Moreover, you are also a body refining practitioner and have blood eyes. In this regard, only the Holy Land of Life can give you

The greatest help…”

The withered-faced old man said with a kind expression.

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed slightly.

Ever since he came to the Holy Land of Life, he had expected to encounter something like this.

He also knew that his itinerary after arriving at the Holy Land of Life was also arranged by the elders of the Holy Land.

First, let Zhao Feng see the resources and heritage of the Holy Land of Life, and then give him huge benefits - the Pool of Life...

Finally, many promises were made.

How could an ordinary person refuse such an invitation?

On the side, Han Ning'er was very excited.

She did not expect that Zhao Feng would be personally invited by the elders of the Holy Land.

Being able to enter the Holy Land of Life is what all doctors dream of. Good things like this have also happened to Han Ning'er in her dreams.

On the other side, Quasi-God Guanlong looked a little bad.

Once Zhao Feng entered the Holy Land of Life, his name was completely covered up by Zhao Feng.

But what Zhao Feng said next made everyone present stunned.

"Thanks to the elders' love, I am living a good life in the Spirit Clan. I don't want to change places again so soon."

Zhao Feng refused, and the reason for the refusal could not be regarded as a reason at all.

In fact, Zhao Feng had thought about this issue before coming here.

If he comes to the Holy Land of Life, Zhao Yufei will also come.

He could be carefree, but Zhao Yufei had lived in the Spirit Clan for more than thirty years and made friends with many people.

Zhao Feng didn't want Zhao Yufei to give up everything else for herself.

Moreover, Zhao Feng does not plan to follow the path of body refining in the future, and his pupils have little to do with the path taken by the Eye of Life, so the help the Holy Land of Life gave him was not as great as the withered-faced old man said.

Most importantly, he didn't know what attitude the Holy Land of Life had towards his divine eyes.

The ninth divine eye is of vital importance!

"He refused?"

Quasi-God Guanlong was surprised, and felt a little strange in his heart.

He was proud of the Holy Land and took the initiative to invite Zhao Feng, but was rejected.

"Zhao Xiaoyou, do you have anything to hide?"

The withered-faced old man was shocked for a moment, and then asked.

"I came here this time because I hope that the Holy Land of Life can keep my friend..."

Zhao Feng changed the topic and turned everyone's attention to Han Ning'er.

"Junior Han Ning'er has met all the seniors in the Holy Land!"

Han Ning'er looked stunned for a moment, then said slightly cautiously.

After finishing speaking, she looked at Zhao Feng, not knowing what she was thinking.

"The Eye of Life can stay here!"

The short old man spoke for the first time.

"The Eyes of Life?"

Xia Houwu and Quasi-God Guanlong looked at Han Ning'er with slight surprise.

All the time, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhao Feng, naturally ignoring Han Ning'er, who had a low cultivation level next to him.

After careful perception, they immediately noticed the bloodline of the descendant of the Eye of Life in Han Ning'er.

"Since you don't want to stay here, the Holy Land of Life will not force you. If you want to come in the future, the door of the Holy Land of Life will be open to you at any time!"

The short old man continued.

As soon as these words came out, the withered-faced old man was a little surprised.

Even if Zhao Feng refused just now, there should still be room for retention.

For example, take out some magic weapons, resources, treasures, give better promises, etc.

"What?"

Guanlong Quasi-God looked at the old man with a stiff expression.

Zhao Feng rejected the invitation from the Holy Land, but this gentleman was actually so friendly that he kept the door of the Holy Land open to Zhao Feng forever.

"Thank you for your love, senior!"

Zhao Feng looked at the short old man carefully.

As soon as the elder spoke, everyone present immediately acquiesced and said nothing.

It seems that the other party is the strongest here!

"Junior, I'll take my leave first..."

After chatting for a few words, Zhao Feng said goodbye.

After all, it has been a long time since I left the Spiritual Clan.

"By staying here, you can unleash your potential and complete the tasks entrusted to you by the Divine Grass Sect..."

Zhao Feng said to Han Ning'er.

Thinking of the Divine Grass Sect, Han Ning'er's eyes became firm again.

After saying goodbye, Zhao Feng left the Holy Land of Life.

Later, Han Ning'er was also taken down by Xia Houwu and Guanlong Quasi-God.

There were only two old men left in the main hall.

"Sir, why did you let him leave so easily?"

The withered-faced old man was a little puzzled.

"His true cultivation level is level seven!"

The short old man suddenly said.

"What? How...how is this possible?"

The expression of the withered-faced old man suddenly changed, and he was shocked.

Of course, we can only confirm that Zhao Feng is currently a seventh-level ancient god. Whether he will reach the sixth level and then advance to the seventh level, or directly hit the seventh level, is unknown.

"Although it is a pity, Zhao Feng sent a descendant of the Eye of Life, which also established a connection between the Holy Land of Life and him..."
To be continued...