Chapter 17: The Battle of the Secret Treasure

Chen Feng and the three of them trembled through the formation outside the Duobao Pavilion, turning back step by step, looking at Elder Wang who had brought them here. That pitiful little look made Elder Wang cry and laugh too. Recalling all the past events of the Xuanmen, and then looking at the three little guys in front of him who didn't understand anything, but were inexplicably brought into the Xuanmen by Li, Elder Wang also shook his head with a smile, turned around and floated away.

Seeing that Elder Wang disappeared in a flash, the last reliance of Chen Feng and the three of them was gone. Cautiously glanced at the treasure protection turtles on both sides, the jade turtles seemed to want to scare them, and their eyes rolled as if they were nothing.

"Brother Zhuzi, look, did that big turtle move?!"

"Huh?!Xiaobao, don't scare me!"

The three of them moved back to back to each other to the edge of the attic, and the scattered grass and trees around them became very dangerous in the eyes of Chen Feng and the three of them at this moment. As soon as they thought of what Elder Wang said, if they touched it at will, even an elder like him would be ruthlessly killed, and everyone's hearts were nervous.

Closer to watching, the Duobao Pavilion is not as magnificent as imagined, perhaps it is the cover of the brilliance of the formation, the attic at this moment is more of a sense of historical obsolescence, there are three stories high, there is a layer of dust on the jujube red fence, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

The doors and windows around were closed, and when Chen Feng and the three of them came to the door, they didn't hear any sound inside.

"Xiaobao, what should we do now?

“…… This one...... I was so happy to visit that I forgot to ask......"

“…………”

"Knock on the door directly, the master has called us, and he must be waiting for us inside!"

Chen Feng walked to the door lightly, "Dangdangdang", "Master, disciples Chen Feng, Chen Tiezhu, Chen Erniu ask to see"

There was no reaction for a long time, Chen Feng knocked on the door again, but to no avail. Simply pushed the door down, the door was easily pushed open, and with a creak of old wood rubbing, the three of them walked in with courage.

The peculiar scene inside the Duobao Pavilion is very different from the outside. Due to the existence of formations and prohibitions, the attic is not very large from the outside, and the internal space is much larger.

The distance of dozens of zhang made the three little ones feel like they had come to another world. It is said to be a multi-treasure pavilion, but in such a wide space on the first floor, there is no appearance of divine weapons and sharp weapons, and there is no golden light as few people imagine, the largest number is a cabinet of books, and a lot of very open arenas like martial arts.

"Ahem......" Li inexplicably walked out of the side of the bookcase.

"Master~" The three of them saw Li inexplicably, and hurriedly saluted.

"Well, the purpose of letting Chen Feng bring you here has already been explained to you by him, right?"

"Yes, Master. I don't know, what gift does the master want to give us?" Compared to Tie Zhu's patient waiting, Erniu was a little anxious.

"Hehe, you know that among the new generation of disciples of the Lingxi Sect, the most important rite of fading will be carried out soon. As a new disciple, the first secret realm you come into contact with, the Cold Creek Secret Realm, is your first battlefield. ”

As soon as he heard the battlefield, Chen Feng asked a little timidly: "Master, we haven't learned anything yet, the battlefield, are we going to fight?"

Li smiled inexplicably, "You don't have to worry too much, the Lengxi Secret Realm is a place where every disciple of the Lingxi Sect must go and will only go once, there are many creations in it, but only the new disciples of each class can enter with the unique Lingxi imprint, most of the new disciples are attracted by the fading mortal, and the few disciples who have just experienced the fading mortal will also come for the creation in the cold creek secret realm." ”

"Oh, that means we just need to go in and find the source of the cold stream, right, Master?"

"That's right, the Lengxi Secret Realm has a way to guard, and it is forbidden to kill, but the battle is always there, although the new disciples do not have the cultivation behind them, but the secret treasure divine soldiers can be brought in. In order to compete for the last Lengxi source, the battle of the disciples has become a battle of one clan, one family, and one faction, or a battle of divine weapons and secret treasures. ”

"Ahh......h

"Heaven, earth, people, and there are many disciples of the three sects, although not every disciple can get the preferential treatment of the sect master, or there is the support of the big clan behind them, but there are still dozens of elites after careful selection, and Leng Xi can fade into the ordinary, but in the end, the flawless Leng Xi source is the target of the elite disciples, and it is also the battlefield of the big clan. Xuanmen has not accepted disciples for many years, and the other three have not seen the methods of Xuanmen for a long time, although we only have three disciples, but we can still walk on a few hands. ”

"Hehe......" Listening to Li's inexplicable introduction, Chen Feng's hearts slowly became excited, in their opinion, this is not a battle, just a fun game. Many, many, many years later, when Chen Feng and his old friends recalled the first battle of Lingximen, the joy and excitement were really an indescribable aftertaste.