Sea of ​​Fire and Knife Mountain, no matter which one, needs to test the courage of the passerby. In fact, this kind of pass is not very harmful to people. Mortals who understand the skills can pass it, but those who really practice martial arts have Xuan Gong.

Even if you can't use your true energy to separate the soles of your feet from the blades and charcoal, you can still use your true energy to greatly reduce the pain caused by both, and you can pass the level with a little patience.

In this case, it is impossible to say that Feng Da Killer will reveal some of his trump cards.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Feng Jueyu doesn't know the slightest bit of mystical skills. He is a genuine weakling who has no strength to restrain a chicken. Therefore, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is hard to pass the test. It is hard to say whether he dares to go to the mountains or go to the sea.

Whether it's the difficult kid in front of you or the sea of ​​​​fire and swords, they are undoubtedly difficult problems set up to make people lose face...

On the top of the mountain, Hen Wuji, Yuan Santu, Yan Chong, Sun Renju, Qi Desheng and the other helmsmen had already arrived, listening to the reports from their subordinates, and they all frowned.

Whether the immortal was drunk or not, Feng Jueyu was beyond everyone's expectation.

In fact, this fairy drunk was just used to embarrass people. After drinking it, without strong perseverance, it was impossible to hold on to the bottom of the mountain. As a result, everyone was completely unexpected. Feng Jueyu not only did not fall off the horse, but stood at Wuyun Villa like a normal person.

In front of the door.

Little did they know that Feng Jueyu had the Hong Yuan Dimension in him, so he poured it into his mouth casually, and it looked like he drank it. In fact, all the tea flowed into the Hong Yuan Dimension, and it would not have any impact on him at all.

On the other hand, even if Feng Jueyu really drinks it, Feng Da Killer, who has been trained by cruel killers, will not just take the Mongolian sweat medicine. After all, no matter how powerful the Mongolian sweat medicine in this world is, it cannot keep up with all the monsters he encountered in his previous life.

With all kinds of potions and the outstanding perseverance of Killer Feng, it is not a problem to survive.

"After passing this level, go to the hall master and worship incense. You will be considered as a member of the alliance. Then take out the fire letter and you will see Huangfu Fanyi."

To capture Lu Lin, the best way without fighting is to persuade Huangfu Fanyi. Whether it is to get more black black armor or to complete the task assigned by the old man, Huangfu Fanyi must meet.

Feng Jueyu came here with this idea in mind, so without even thinking about it, he dismounted, took off his shoes, threw them to Wang Tong, and jumped lightly onto the hot coals on the right side.

The mountain of swords was easy to pass, but Feng Jueyu didn't want to expose his Qinggong foundation, so he chose the sea of ​​fire.

The so-called sea of ​​fire is just a trick of performing arts. Some ordinary people can still walk back and forth several times without taking off their shoes. Feng Jueyu has seen someone do this before, so he learned it through the details, so

This time Hen Wuji and others tried to test his Xuan Gong foundation, but it was destined to be a waste of effort.

Stepping onto the Huo Tan Road with bare feet, Feng Jueyu dealt with it carefully, with regular and even steps. His expression was as if he was running through the rivers and lakes as if he was facing an enemy. But it was this expression that attracted the attention of all the hall masters on the top of the mountain.

Extremely depressed...

"This kid actually knows our tricks." The Qi Desheng who spoke was a guy who used to stab his throat with a spear and smash his chest to pieces. At this glance, he understood what was going on and was speechless at the moment.

"I wanted to test this boy's skills, but I didn't expect that he is even familiar with this trick." Yan Chong glared, feeling very angry that he had not seen Feng Jueyu's details.

Hen Wuji's expression remained unchanged and he asked: "Mr. Yuan, what do you think?"

Yuan Santu observed carefully for a moment and said: "It seems that he is not familiar with the sea of ​​​​fire, but he has definitely walked through it before. It will take ten or eight years to master the skills here. According to Yuan's analysis, it should be

This is the masterpiece of Chief Shangguan."

Hen Wuji knew that he had not finished speaking, so he continued: "Go on."

Yuan Santu added: "And if he has practiced Xuan Gong, he will not go to such trouble to sacrifice the near and far away, and will definitely use the Xuan Gong true energy to protect his body. This is the habit of every warrior. Since he has chosen to use the skill of the posture

, he probably hasn’t been able to practice Xuan Gong. Besides, it doesn’t look like he’s faking it.”

Yuan Santu was good at observing words and expressions, but he never imagined that Feng Jueyu was not completely faking it. He had indeed learned the skills of the moves, but he was not a performer who often traveled around the world to perform. What would he do if he had nothing to do? So even if he knew the skills, he would

If you are not proficient, that dignified look is not just an act.

Seeing this, the heroes of the West Green Forest were depressed and speechless, but it made Wang Tong at the foot of the mountain worried. He complained that Feng Jueyu didn't have any skills, but chose to get through with weird tricks. However, although he saw that this boy looked different,

He's very proficient, but he looks pretty good. I really don't know what there is in the world that he can't do. He's such a damn talent.

While sighing, time flew by as fast as a stick of incense. Feng Jueyu finally completed the Road to the Sea of ​​Fire in a dangerous situation. Wang Tong led the Snow-Treading Divine Horse up the mountain and handed the shoes to Feng Jueyu before putting them on, and came to the place of hatred.

In front of Wuji and others.

Looking over, the group of heroes looked at the stupid young man angrily.

Green Lin had chosen his successors early on, and many of them had no foundation in Xuan Kung. They could later be taught by the leader and learn martial arts again, but most of them were young children who still had the body and bones to practice. Feng Jueyu

Otherwise, the best period of cultivation has passed in two decades, so what’s the use?

Most people are dissatisfied with their hearts, but because they have passed the court ceremony and can become members of the alliance by paying incense, they have no choice but to sulk one by one.

On the other hand, Xin Wuji behaved generously and gracefully, walked down the steps calmly, clasped his fists slightly, and said with a smile: "Young Master Feng is here, Wuyun Villa is full of glory. I have seen the master's ability before, and I admire you very much."

The leader of the hall, the invisible Xilulin Yiba, has no airs in front of Feng Jueyu. Even Feng Jueyu is a little depressed. No matter how he looks at him, he doesn't look like the duplicitous and evil person he imagined. Is it possible?

Is it said that the people in Donglulin were too hostile to Henwuji, which led to the spread of rumors?

Feng Jueyu was puzzled, but still said: "Hate Hall Master is famous far and wide. I am lucky enough to meet him. I am lucky for the rest of my life."

"Haha, Mr. Feng, you're too polite. Previously, the young men went too far during the two passes at the foot of the mountain. I hope Mr. Feng won't take it to heart."

"No, no, since I'm here, I have to abide by the rules. It's just that I didn't hand over the greeting card before, so Feng did something inappropriate."

Hen Wuji laughed loudly: "We are all from the same family. We don't talk about two families. Today's meeting is also the intention of the old leader of the alliance. Come on, Hen will introduce some of the brothers in the alliance to the young master."

Afterwards, the two of them had a very friendly conversation, and Hen Wuji introduced Yan Chong and others one by one before inviting him into Juyizhuang.

To Feng Jueyu's expectation, the whole process went very smoothly, and the scene that worried him the most and made him pretend to be conciliatory did not happen. Xin Wuji's approachability made Feng Jueyu briefly have the idea that his power was useless.

Entering the Juyi Hall, the hall was full of heads and helmsmen taking their seats. The portrait of the ancestor was hung high in front of the hall. Pig heads, tea fruits and other tributes had been prepared. Three thick incense sticks were also placed in front of the hall. They were waiting for Feng Jueyu to pay his respects.

Join the alliance.

After everyone sat down, Xin Wuji quickly pulled Feng Jueyu to the center of the hall, raised his voice and said loudly: "Today is a big day for the Green Forest Alliance. The old alliance leader finally found the successor to the next alliance leader in the Imperial Capital. As you can see,

Mr. Feng Jueyu has arrived."

Hen Wuji said: "Previously, Mr. Feng passed two levels in a row and passed the test in the alliance. I hope everyone will treat Mr. Feng as a family in the future and don't make things difficult and exclude him. As for whether Mr. Feng is qualified to lead everyone to strengthen the Green Forest.

Alliance, after the meeting, the Grand Presbyterian Council will pass down the order, now please Mr. Feng, please come out to Qinghou Huoxin, worship incense and salute."

Xen Wuji said something very pertinent, and then a boy came forward to light incense and hand it over. Feng Jueyu took out the Qinghou Huo Xin. All the nobles in the palace were waiting for this moment. When they saw the Huo Xin being taken out, everyone

Zhang Sumu came, and then Feng Jueyu handed the Huo Xin to Hen Wuji, knelt down in front of the case, kowtowed three times, and chopped off the chicken head... He completed the whole process of worshiping incense, and then took the

Answered the fire message.

Then came the celebration banquet. Although he could see that these people were unhappy, he didn't care. After the whole process was completed, Feng Jueyu said to Hen Wuji: "Hang Master, Jueyu is here

One is to ask for an audience with Elder Huangfu, and the other is to buy another batch of black tungsten armor. Now that the situation in the East and West Green Forest is before our eyes, my status is quite embarrassing. If you cause any trouble, please forgive Hall Master Haihan."

Being polite is not the purpose, the purpose is the intention. Despite the old man's original intention, Feng Jueyu still feels that the black tungsten armor is more important than the Green Forest Alliance.

Feng Jueyu doesn't like the Green Forest Alliance at all.

This is the world of aristocratic families, and the private army is the most important. It’s not that he looks down on the Green Forest Alliance. No matter how many people there are, it will be in vain if there are not too many masters. Therefore, in Feng Jueyu’s eyes, a Green Forest Alliance is completely different from a hundred others.

Black tungsten armor is comparable.

Hearing this, Hen Wuji smiled very kindly and said: "There is no rush, no rush, I am only responsible for taking care of the affairs within the alliance, and the decision-making power is still in the hands of the adoptive father. Why don't Mr. Feng stay here first and wait until tomorrow?"

, I hate that I will take the young master to meet his adoptive father. The matter of the black tungsten armor is easy to talk about..."

After Feng Jueyu heard this, he was very grateful and secretly said that this Hen Wuji was not a bad person.

Then the banquet started, and Feng Jueyu changed tables and offered a toast. The drinks at this banquet were tasteless, and he could count them all on one finger. Feng Jueyu didn't mind, and just walked through the banquet casually.

He retreated and sat chatting with Wang Tong.

"It seems that the Master of Hatred Hall is a good person." Feng Jueyu asked.

Wang Tongdao: "It is essential to be on guard against others. If we say that among the people in the alliance who are least likely to be guessed, Xen Wuji is the number one. However, he has indeed not made a single wrong step in these years."

Feng Jueyu hummed, didn't ask any more questions, and stayed in Wuyun Mountain that night.

Early the next morning, Hen Wuji took Feng Jueyu up the mountain early to meet the rumored Huangfu Fanyi, the Green Forest Alliance elder who had a special hobby and interest in armor making.

Arriving at a secluded courtyard, Xin Wuji said: "My foster father has been in poor health recently and can't come out. The young master can just see him by himself. I hate someone waiting outside. Oh, by the way, I met him and took the fire letter as my sign."

As a token, your adoptive father will know your identity."

Looking at the small courtyard, Feng Jueyu nodded, opened the door and walked in...

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