Baiqu Valley is a terrifying formation, terrifying from the ground to the sky. As long as it is within the scope of Baiqu Valley, there is an invisible layer of pressure shrouding it, oppressing humans.
Even Chu Feng couldn't resist this terrible pressure, but there were still people staying in such a place, and they appeared in front of him at this moment.
"Hey! Is there anyone? Can you help me?"
At this moment, Chu Feng was in danger, but he knew that the owner of the palace must have a way to break the formation. After all, he was probably a blue-robed world spiritist, and his enchantment methods were definitely far beyond Chu Feng's.
What's more, it can be seen from the smoke that there is indeed someone here, and he is indeed not affected by the strange pressure. Otherwise, how could he have the leisure and elegance to cook here?
Therefore, Chu Feng tried his best to rush towards the palace. At this moment, he no longer cared about the danger of the owner of the palace, because if the owner here was willing to help him, he still had a chance to survive.
Help him and he will die.
"Whoa!" Just when Chu Feng was about to approach, a person flew out of the palace and landed on the top of the mountain peak.
This is an old man with white hair and wrinkles on his face, but his eyes are piercing. The most important thing is that this old man is wearing a golden robe, and there is a tattoo carved on the chest of the robe.
Qilin, he turned out to be from the Qilin Prince's Palace.
When the old man saw that Chu Feng could actually stand in the air, he couldn't help but frown, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. After a while, he finally calmed down and asked lightly: "Who are you?"
"This senior and junior are disciples of the Qinglong Sect and are here to participate in the Heroic Hunting."
"Just because I couldn't leave Baiqugou on time, I was restrained by a strange pressure. I can't breathe at this moment. I hope the senior can save this junior's life." Chu Feng went straight to the topic, because he really had no time to talk nonsense.
"Sorry, I am not the master here and cannot make the decision. So, just wait a moment and I will ask. As for whether he is willing to help you, it depends on your luck." The old man left these words and then
After looking at Chu Feng with surprise, he swooped into the palace.
At this moment, in this palace, an old man with white hair and a boyish face, dressed in coarse cloth, was sitting in front of the stove, with his legs crossed, humming a tune, and making soup with great interest. When he saw the white-haired old man returning, the old man in cloth was very excited.
He asked casually: "Feng Yang, who broke into my land?"
"He's a young boy with the first level of Xuanwu." The white-haired old man said.
"A young boy at the first level of Xuanwu? Feng Yang, are you kidding me? That person clearly came from the sky. How could he be at the first level of Xuanwu? He should be a Tianwu realm." The old man in common clothes curled his lips in confusion.
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"You know how to order me, but you don't believe me when I tell you that you are a blue-robed world spiritist. Who is that? You can find out by yourself if you find out?" The white-haired old man stared helplessly at the commoner.
The old man glanced at him.
At this moment, the old man in cloth clothes had closed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes, there was a look of surprise in his eyes, saying: "It's amazing. At the first level of Xuanwu, he has mastered the means of controlling the air. It seems that he has practiced special skills.
With your body and martial arts skills and your young age, Feng Yang, it seems that you have some good talents in Qingzhou."
"But it's a pity that he can't withstand the pressure of the formation here. I'm afraid his life is at stake." The old man in commoner clothes shook his head and continued to hum a tune and simmer the broth on the stove.
"Brother Hengyuan, in our Qingzhou, this kind of martial arts of flying in the sky is rare. I think this boy must have been inherited by the old man Yukong. The master of flying in the sky has been lost for hundreds of years. Now it is rare to see it again.
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"I wonder, Brother Hengyuan, can you give me some face and save his life?" the white-haired old man requested.
"Brother Feng Yang, air control skills are a rare treasure in the entire Kyushu, but what does that have to do with me?"
"I live in seclusion here and don't want anyone to disturb me. Now that he has discovered this place, there is no guarantee that he will leak the secret in the future. Not to mention that he will be oppressed to death by the formation here. Even if he survives the disaster, I will not let him
Leave alive." The commoner old man smiled lightly.
"Brother Hengyuan, are you really going to die without saving me?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly.
"It seems you still don't understand me well enough." The commoner man smiled and remained unmoved.
"Whoa!" At this moment, the white-haired old man didn't talk nonsense, but jumped out of the palace and came to the top of the mountain again.
He looked at Chu Feng, who was stepping on the void, his face was pale, and he was about to fall down at any time, his brows were furrowed, as if he was making a difficult decision.
But in the end, he gritted his teeth, took out a crystal-like token from his arms, threw it to Chu Feng and said, "Go on."
"Pa" Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly stretched out his hand to receive it, and when he took the token, the invisible pressure lingering around Chu Feng dissipated in an instant, and the disappeared air and profound energy reappeared in Chu Feng's body.
around.
At this moment, Chu Feng was extremely happy because he was finally saved. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths of air. For the first time, he felt that breathing was such a comfortable thing.
"Junior, thank you...Senior, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Feng originally wanted to say thank you, but he was shocked to find that the white-haired old man's face was a little pale and ugly, and his appearance was very similar to that of him just now.
"I only have one token. If I give it to you, I will also be oppressed by the formation here." The white-haired old man said with a flat smile.
"What? This..." When he heard this, Chu Feng was immediately shocked. He didn't expect that this old man, whom he had met for the first time and had no contact with, would actually save him at the expense of himself.
This made Chu Feng embarrassed. He could see that the owner here was unwilling to save him. It was the old man who made the decision and gave his protective object to Chu Feng, but this put him in crisis.
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Although Chu Feng wanted to live, he was unwilling to let such an old man whom he met for the first time lose his life just to save him.
"Chu Feng, quickly write down the formation in that token. As long as you write it down, I can help you make such a protective token. Then you can naturally resist the formation here." At this moment, Dan Dan
Dan's sweet voice sounded in Chu Feng's mind.
At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly realized that he did not dare to hesitate anymore, but hurriedly poured his mental power into the crystal token to study the formation in the token.
After a moment, he suddenly raised his head and found that the white-haired old man's face had become increasingly ugly, so he said: "Junior Chu Feng, I don't know your senior's surname. I will definitely repay you for saving my life today."
"Ha, so my little friend's name is Chu Feng? It's a good name." Qi Fengyang forced a smile, but it couldn't hide the pain of his breathing.
"I don't say thank you for your kindness. Chu Feng will repay his kindness with actions in the future. Senior, we will see you later." After saying this, Chu Feng threw the token in his hand towards Qi Fengyang.
"Little friend Chu Feng, you..." When Qi Fengyang took the token, he found that Chu Feng had turned around and left. At this moment, he wanted to catch up with him, but he couldn't control the air, but there was nothing he could do.
"This kid still has some backbone, but it's okay. If he doesn't return my protective token to you, I will take it back myself. It's better for him to hand it over voluntarily than for me to kill him."
At this moment, a faint laughter sounded, and the old man in cloth clothes with gray hair and childish face appeared silently beside Qi Fengyang, but he was not standing on the mountain peak, but standing in the air.