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Chapter 39 Zongmen Blessed Land

"Father, if we don't stay in the city to practice, why would we come to this valley?" After walking in such an uncomfortable environment for most of the night, Zhao Lun's tone was full of restlessness.

"There are still three days left for the Feiyun Sect assessment, right?" Zhao Dapeng looked up at the sky, checked his position, and then slowly spoke while looking at his son.

"Yes, there are still the last three days."

"Can three days allow you to advance from qi transformation to qi refining?" Zhao Dapeng asked suddenly.

"How is it possible? Not to mention breaking into the Qi Refining Realm, even if you want to upgrade to a small realm, you must at least have the help of Xuan-level elixir to do it."

Zhao Lun glanced at Ye Feng, obviously he had never forgotten the "Red Golden Ginseng King".

"That's enough. Don't talk nonsense and follow me. If the opportunity comes, not only will you be able to enter Qi Refining, but father will even have the hope to set foot in the innate world!" Zhao Dapeng's words full of expectation shocked the two people following him.

Startled.

"real?"

Zhao Lun was refreshed.

Zhao Dapeng nodded silently. He stopped and observed the position of the stars in the sky. He swept his steps to the left and forward, but he released a sharp aura, pointing straight ahead, like an invisible sword, and opened up an order.

The passage for people to move forward.

The higher the terrain, the stronger the mountain wind is, blowing away the rain and fog.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the surrounding area was getting drier. As the first ray of sunlight poured down from the sky, the figures of Ye Feng and the three of them had already appeared on a raised cliff somewhere on the top of the mountain.

Of course, you can’t climb up a mountain all night just to watch the sunrise.

Ye Feng stared at Zhao Dapeng who had stopped long ago, waiting for him to speak.

"There are thousands of rays of light, and the sunrise is just a ray of light."

Looking at the sky, Zhao Dapeng said slowly and expressionlessly: "It's almost time."

As time goes by, the sunlight begins to move slowly in a certain direction, and gradually becomes thicker and shorter.

Suddenly, in front of the mountain wall where the three of them were standing, the sunlight fell on the jade-white rocks and turned into a beam of light like a golden pillar. Then Ye Feng felt that a certain part of it suddenly went dark, and it strangely condensed into a beam of light.

A shadow the size of a round wheel.

It was as if a dark portal had opened in the mountain wall.

Zhao Dapeng's slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened, and he walked toward the location of the group of light and shadow.

"Follow me, this is the magic circle carved by the previous sect."

After he uttered this sentence slowly, a cold wind surged up between the cliffs, as if a hole had been opened. His figure passed directly through the stone wall and disappeared all of a sudden.

Ye Feng and Zhao Lun also did not hesitate and followed Zhao Dapeng into the light and shadow.

As soon as you step in, what you see in front of you is immediately different.

This place is no longer on the top of a mountain, but in a flat valley. It's just that people can clearly feel a sense of vicissitudes of life, spreading towards the entire valley.

Ye Feng frowned slightly and looked at the world in front of him seriously.

The magic circle left behind by the ancient sect, across the boundaries of the times, filled him with deep awe.

Zhao Dapeng in front also had a strange blush on his face.

After so many years, he finally set foot in this valley again. The last time he came back failed, but this time it was different.

"This secret place is a blessed land left behind by a small sect called Piaoling Sect hundreds of years ago. According to my investigation over the years, the Piaoling Sect has long been extinct, but a spiritual spring has been left behind in this blessed land.

, the spirit spring body quenching is enough for the three of us to make great progress in our cultivation."

"But there are also quite a lot of crises in the blessed land. You two must not be careless. Feng'er, don't leave my sight." Zhao Dapeng specifically explained.

"Yes." After hearing Zhao Dapeng's instructions, Ye Feng showed a look of gratitude on his face.

"Why are you talking to him so much? Let's go in quickly." Zhao Lun frowned and looked at Ye Feng, a little unhappy.

"This section of the road is very strange. Follow my footsteps."

Zhao Dapeng nodded and headed forward. When he stepped inside, many ancient trees appeared, like a maze.

He looked solemn. After walking into the woods, he held a compass in his hand, obviously prepared for a long time. Then he walked back and forth, and after a while, he finally led the two of them out of the ancient forest without any danger.

"We just passed the first pass, the Lost Forest." Zhao Dapeng pointed out, "The compass in my hand is for this Lost Forest. Some time ago, I went to Tianhuo City to ask the master of the array map to make it specially.

Our destination this time is just ahead."

Following his directions, Ye Feng saw a dry river valley ahead. There were no weeds or trees around it, but in the center stood a huge building made of blue rocks.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and quickly followed Zhao Dapeng.

Soon we arrived in front of a tall building. The outer wall of the green building was covered with moss, and engraved runes were exposed in some places. The graphics were complex and shimmering, giving off a strange feeling.

At the gate of the building, there stood a strange stone figure, like a guard guarding the door.

Where the stone man's hands are crossed, there is a ray of blood-red runes jumping. The blood-red runes seem to contain terrible power, exuding a strange murderous intention, which attracted Ye Feng's attention.

"Boom."

Feeling his heart beating violently, Ye Feng's heart trembled. He raised his head and saw that the stone man, who was about ten feet tall, turned around, with its head without facial features facing towards him, as if it was staring at him.

His heart beat faster, and the blood all over his body began to boil. This made Ye Feng feel a throbbing, as if the stone man in front of him had the same blood as his own.

A feeling coming from deep within his heart made him long for it.

"Only blood essence can pass through the stone guard. Ye Feng, go up and drip in your own blood essence..." Zhao Dapeng commanded sternly.

Only in the blood transfusion realm can the whole body's blood be transformed into a few drops of blood essence.

In other words, it is impossible to enter this place without reaching the exchange stage.

After glancing at Zhao Dapeng and his son, Ye Feng nodded and walked towards the stone man. Then a little blood shot out from his fingertips and rushed into the blood-colored runes on the stone man's crossed hands.

At this moment, streaks of blood burst out from the stone man's body. His raised hands were released, and he let out a silent roar. A pressure surged towards Ye Feng's body in an instant, as if he was meeting a challenge.

But as the essence and blood slowly seeped in, the stone man gradually became quiet, and finally, its heavy footsteps moved to the side.

Where he originally stood, a passage was revealed that could only allow one person to pass through.

"It's open?!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Dapeng's eyes showed uncontrollable excitement, he pulled Zhao Lun over and rushed in before Ye Feng.

Ye Feng, who was behind him, focused his eyes, followed them silently, and entered together...


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