Three days later! Wild geese were flying in the air.

The plain was filled with wild grass, around nine feet high, that flooded even the heads of people.

Feng Feiyun jumped out from the wild grass and flew towards the endless sky. The spirit energy in his body was abundant. A seedling inside his dantian shined brightly and seemed to be magically spirited.

His injured calf, under the power of the Spirit Spring Water, had completely recovered and only left a small purple scar behind.

“Intermediate Immortal Foundation. The Spirit Spring Water is indeed worthy of being a great treasure.”

Feng Feiyun landed on the ground and looked towards the far direction.

Even though he was expelled from the Feng Clan and even his own clan was implicated as well, he didn’t want to be a fool that acted on impulse. Just the power of one person couldn’t go up against an entire clan.

At least, right now he couldn’t!

“Three days have passed… Only four more days left. First, I have to find the Na Lan Robe and the Buddhist Jade Beads. As long as I have these two great treasures, there is no place in this big world that I can’t go to! Why the need to bury myself in the tiny Feng Clan?”

There was a clue in Feng Feiyun’s mind. The painting in the godly temple was very similar...