"The Secret Sect?" Chen Feng groaned. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info If you just look at these two words, you will think that Xu Song is talking big. However, Chen Feng could feel that what Xu Song said might really be like this, which was recorded in the lowest ancient books. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary secret masters, secret masters are unattainable and powerful existences, let alone secret sects. However, what happened to Chen Feng is the most obvious example. In a series of encounters, he experienced nine deaths, and his harvest was unbelievably rich.

"To be honest, after a while, I plan to visit the Xuanxiang Tomb again. On the one hand, it is to solve my cultivation problems, and on the other hand, there are many treasures inside, and I also want to try my luck. If we are outer disciples, if we don't have other opportunities, it will be very difficult for us to get ahead. After all, my qualifications are average, and in the huge Liuyun Sect, it is really too inconspicuous. Moreover, the starting point of our outer disciples is also low, if we don't work hard, this life may be like this, and we can't even do the position of Chief Manager Xie. I'm not reconciled. ”

"When are you going to go to the Xuanxiang Tomb? Go by yourself."

"I invited some people."

"Who else?"

"I'm the only one in the Liuyun Sect, and the rest of the people are from the Guanlan Sect."

"Guanlan Sect?" Chen Feng's mind moved, and then he asked, "Are you familiar with the people of the Guanlan Sect?" If they are all their people, if there is anything to gain, you are not afraid that they will eat black? ”

Xu Song shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid. There will be three people on the Guanlan Sect's side, one of them is my cousin, and he is the head of the other two. ”

Chen Feng nodded, and asked again, "What time?" ”

"Just the night after next month's trading conference."

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't speak, Xu Song had the courage to say: "Actually, we originally wanted to ask five people to go together, but who would have thought that one person would suddenly have a strange illness and would not get better in a short time, and we didn't dare to tell outsiders about this matter easily, so we had to reluctantly agree to four people." I see that my senior brother's cultivation is very high, and I don't know if he can join us. If there is a harvest, the junior brother is willing to take out part of his harvest and give it to the senior brother to repay the grace of saving his life.

Chen Feng thought for a moment, looked at Xu Song, who had a sincere face, and nodded in agreement.

Xu Song is very happy, this time there are enough people, and his grasp is greater. He believes that a place like the Xuanxiang Tomb, even if it is only on the periphery, is full of risks, and it is very likely that a person will not be able to come back. If it weren't for his luck last time, he might have been buried there. To be safe, you can only enter with many people, and you can't ask the cultivation to be too high, otherwise you won't be able to get a harvest. It is convenient to be able to pull a cultivator like Chen Feng.

Once the matter of going to Xuanxiang's tomb was decided, Xu Song's heart was also much more steady. Once you can find all the cultivation methods, then you will usher in the most important turning point in your voice.

It was getting late, and the yin qi in the Xuanyin Cave was getting heavier and heavier, approaching the peak of the day. Xu Song didn't feel anything because he was too excited to talk about it before, but now he has experienced the taste of here.

"Senior brother, it's not easy for you to be here." Xu Song sighed with emotion and rubbed his hands. At this time, he had already mobilized his secret power to keep out the cold, but he still had the feeling that the heat in his body was rapidly consuming.

"I won't keep you, you can go back quickly." As he spoke, Chen Feng opened the door of the cave.

Xu Song nodded, and was just about to leave the Xuanyin Cave, when he suddenly turned back, took out a crumpled book from his storage bag and handed it to Chen Feng: "Senior brother, this book is another thing I got in the Xuanxiang Tomb. I've seen it, and I'm giving it to you. Although there are no powerful secret arts, there are many introductions to the Yin Spirit, which are very interesting, you might as well check them out. ”

Chen Feng nodded and took it. He stays in the Xuanyin Cave all day, although he has cultivation to pass the time, but sometimes he inevitably feels bored, and it is a good thing to have a book to read.

After Xu Song left, Chen Feng cultivated for a while, and felt that an impetuous feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

It was not the first time Chen Feng had stayed in such a closed environment, but his mood in the past few days was different from the past, as if something was going to happen. Before entering the secret realm, Chen Feng didn't have so many mysterious premonitions in his heart.

But after he practiced the Secret Technique of Induction, this feeling became obvious.

Chen Feng sighed, lay on the small bed, felt the patterns of the stars and moons on the stars and moon beads flashing one after another, and couldn't help but think of his grandparents again.

In the past, on such a summer night, it was the time when the seaside scenery was sultry. Many times, Chen Feng came to the mountains and fields at the foot of Lin Mo Mountain with a golden moon. In the faint night, the black shadows of the mountains and vegetation stretch into the distance. The faint moonlight through the smoke and fog creates a poetic atmosphere. Every gust of wind passes, the clear light is sprinkled, and the fragrance of grass is fragrant, which makes people's hearts can't help but be quiet.

It is a happy event that a mortal can become a secret one. But for Chen Feng, he felt at a loss. As he became stronger, the feeling not only did not go away, but intensified. It's like being at home and not knowing where your home is, but people in the rivers and lakes will always be involuntarily.

When he was a child, no matter whether it was sunny or rainy, day or night, Chen Feng was happy. He had hoped that a sunny day would come, and that he could follow his grandfather to the sea; He had looked forward to the rainy night so that he would have the opportunity to listen to his grandfather's tales of distant times. Or sleep in your own cabin, listening to the wind and rain, thinking about the unknown future, until you are tired, then fall asleep, and then have a strange dream with a throbbing soul. In the dream, there are still birds chirping and cars chirping.

The young Chen Feng often thought that a person who had not heard the sound of falling snow in the cold winter night could not truly comprehend life. A person can only truly understand himself if he really thinks about his past, and even slaps himself twice.

However, everything in the secret realm subverted Chen Feng's thinking. fame and fortune, weakness and fatigue; The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.

On the road, it was childhood before, and now it is a teenager, family affection remains the same, gentleness remains the same, safety remains the same, and warmth remains the same. Yin and yang can be changed.

The scene of snuggling in my grandmother's arms is still vivid, and the residual warmth of my relatives seems to be within reach, but they are no longer there. Everything in the past is irretrievably lost, and can only be remembered forever. Today, Chen Feng can only tell himself to live well. Every time he thought of this, he was choked up and speechless.

In this way, Chen Feng was sad for a long time before picking up the book given by Xu Song.

A thick book, but the handwriting is small, and the pages have been yellowed.

Chen Feng smiled, he didn't know who it was, but he was interested in writing so many words about Yin Spirit.

With the attitude of looking at it casually, Chen Feng opened it, but who knew but was reluctant to put it down. "The Secret Sect?" Chen Feng groaned. If you just look at these two words, you will think that Xu Song is talking big. However, Chen Feng could feel that what Xu Song said might really be like this, which was recorded in the lowest ancient books. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary secret masters, secret masters are unattainable and powerful existences, let alone secret sects. However, what happened to Chen Feng is the most obvious example. In a series of encounters, he experienced nine deaths, and his harvest was unbelievably rich.

"To be honest, after a while, I plan to visit the Xuanxiang Tomb again. On the one hand, it is to solve my cultivation problems, and on the other hand, there are many treasures inside, and I also want to try my luck. If we are outer disciples, if we don't have other opportunities, it will be very difficult for us to get ahead. After all, my qualifications are average, and in the huge Liuyun Sect, it is really too inconspicuous. Moreover, the starting point of our outer disciples is also low, if we don't work hard, this life may be like this, and we can't even do the position of Chief Manager Xie. I'm not reconciled. ”

"When are you going to go to the Xuanxiang Tomb? Go by yourself."

"I invited some people."

"Who else?"

"I'm the only one in the Liuyun Sect, and the rest of the people are from the Guanlan Sect."

"Guanlan Sect?" Chen Feng's mind moved, and then he asked, "Are you familiar with the people of the Guanlan Sect?" If they are all their people, if there is anything to gain, you are not afraid that they will eat black? ”

Xu Song shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid. There will be three people on the Guanlan Sect's side, one of them is my cousin, and he is the head of the other two. ”

Chen Feng nodded, and asked again, "What time?" ”

"Just the night after next month's trading conference."

Seeing that Chen Feng didn't speak, Xu Song had the courage to say: "Actually, we originally wanted to ask five people to go together, but who would have thought that one person would suddenly have a strange illness and would not get better in a short time, and we didn't dare to tell outsiders about this matter easily, so we had to reluctantly agree to four people." I see that my senior brother's cultivation is very high, and I don't know if he can join us. If there is a harvest, the junior brother is willing to take out part of his harvest and give it to the senior brother to repay the grace of saving his life. ”

Chen Feng thought for a moment, looked at Xu Song, who had a sincere face, and nodded in agreement.

Xu Song is very happy, this time there are enough people, and his grasp is greater. He believes that a place like the Xuanxiang Tomb, even if it is only on the periphery, is full of risks, and it is very likely that a person will not be able to come back. If it weren't for his luck last time, he might have been buried there. To be safe, you can only enter with many people, and you can't ask the cultivation to be too high, otherwise you won't be able to get a harvest. It is convenient to be able to pull a cultivator like Chen Feng.

Once the matter of going to Xuanxiang's tomb was decided, Xu Song's heart was also much more steady. Once you can find all the cultivation methods, then you will usher in the most important turning point in your voice.

It was getting late, and the yin qi in the Xuanyin Cave was getting heavier and heavier, approaching the peak of the day. Xu Song didn't feel anything because he was too excited to talk about it before, but now he has experienced the taste of here.

"Senior brother, it's not easy for you to be here." Xu Song sighed with emotion and rubbed his hands. At this time, he had already mobilized his secret power to keep out the cold, but he still had the feeling that the heat in his body was rapidly consuming.

"I won't keep you, you can go back quickly." As he spoke, Chen Feng opened the door of the cave.

Xu Song nodded, and was just about to leave the Xuanyin Cave, when he suddenly turned back, took out a crumpled book from his storage bag and handed it to Chen Feng: "Senior brother, this book is another thing I got in the Xuanxiang Tomb. I've seen it, and I'm giving it to you. Although there are no powerful secret arts, there are many introductions to the Yin Spirit, which are very interesting, you might as well check them out. ”

Chen Feng nodded and took it. He stays in the Xuanyin Cave all day, although he has cultivation to pass the time, but sometimes he inevitably feels bored, and it is a good thing to have a book to read.

After Xu Song left, Chen Feng cultivated for a while, and felt that an impetuous feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

It was not the first time Chen Feng had stayed in such a closed environment, but his mood in the past few days was different from the past, as if something was going to happen. Before entering the secret realm, Chen Feng didn't have so many mysterious premonitions in his heart. But after he practiced the Secret Technique of Induction, this feeling became obvious.

Chen Feng sighed, lay on the small bed, felt the patterns of the stars and moons on the stars and moon beads flashing one after another, and couldn't help but think of his grandparents again.

In the past, on such a summer night, it was the time when the seaside scenery was sultry. Many times, Chen Feng came to the mountains and fields at the foot of Lin Mo Mountain with a golden moon. In the faint night, the black shadows of the mountains and vegetation stretch into the distance. The faint moonlight through the smoke and fog creates a poetic atmosphere. Every gust of wind passes, the clear light is sprinkled, and the fragrance of grass is fragrant, which makes people's hearts can't help but be quiet.

It is a happy event that a mortal can become a secret one. But for Chen Feng, he felt at a loss. As he became stronger, the feeling not only did not go away, but intensified. It's like being at home and not knowing where your home is, but people in the rivers and lakes will always be involuntarily.

When he was a child, no matter whether it was sunny or rainy, day or night, Chen Feng was happy. He had hoped that a sunny day would come, and that he could follow his grandfather to the sea; He had looked forward to the rainy night so that he would have the opportunity to listen to his grandfather's tales of distant times. Or sleep in your own cabin, listening to the wind and rain, thinking about the unknown future, until you are tired, then fall asleep, and then have a strange dream with a throbbing soul. In the dream, there are still birds chirping and cars chirping.

The young Chen Feng often thought that a person who had not heard the sound of falling snow in the cold winter night could not truly comprehend life. A person can only truly understand himself if he really thinks about his past, and even slaps himself twice.

However, everything in the secret realm subverted Chen Feng's thinking. fame and fortune, weakness and fatigue; The weak eat the strong, and the fittest survive.

On the road, it was childhood before, and now it is a teenager, family affection remains the same, gentleness remains the same, safety remains the same, and warmth remains the same. Yin and yang can be changed.

The scene of snuggling in my grandmother's arms is still vivid, and the residual warmth of my relatives seems to be within reach, but they are no longer there. Everything in the past is irretrievably lost, and can only be remembered forever. Today, Chen Feng can only tell himself to live well. Every time he thought of this, he was choked up and speechless.

In this way, Chen Feng was sad for a long time before picking up the book given by Xu Song. A thick book, but the handwriting is small, and the pages have been yellowed.

Chen Feng smiled, he didn't know who it was, but he was interested in writing so many words about Yin Spirit.

With the attitude of looking at it casually, Chen Feng opened it, but who knew but was reluctant to put it down.