The Zhaohua Ancient Saint of the Eastward Migration Valley is a dream maple?!

Zhuo Chuan and Su Ze's eyes widened, and they were speechless for a while.

More than 2,000 years ago, Mengyin Feng descended to the secret realm alone, single-handedly resisted the invasion of foreign races in the long yellow sand, killed the enemy's peak figures, and engraved his name on the ancient city of Border Pass.

This is an ancient story spread in Wuzhou and Sanchuan, which can be said to be a household name, especially those soldiers and generals who guarded the frontier, and they have long recognized it as a myth.

Zhuo Chuan and the others were stunned, more than two thousand years had passed since the appearance of Meng Yinfeng, and they thought that he had already left the Secret Realm, or that Shou Yuan had passed away at the end of his life.

Unexpectedly, he still stayed in this place, and in the name of Zhaohua, settled in the Dongyi Valley.

"It's a complicated process, and you don't need to know too much about it. The old man didn't explain too much, and in the face of the two minor friars, he didn't need to explain the reason.

"You only need to know one thing, the Prison of Indulgence, the so-called opening of the Secret Realm, is his handiwork. ”

The old man said such a news, which made Zhuo Chuan's eyebrows instantly locked.

The opening of the secret realm has something to do with Dream Yin Feng?!

That is to say, the ancient ruins, the sudden appearance of the Tongtian Monument, were all caused by him?

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan and Su Ze really couldn't calm down anymore, they originally thought that the birth of the Tongtian Monument would be an opportunity for the revival of the dojo!

"So, he let us enter the secret realm?" Su Ze's face was not very good-looking, his fists were clenched, and this feeling of being calculated made him very uncomfortable.

"What does he want to do?" Zhuo Chuan asked with a serious expression, the mana cultivation in his body was bubbling and flowing, ready to fight at any time.

This feeling made the two very uncomfortable, everything about them was controlled by others, and they seemed to have become pawns in the eyes of others, without a sense of autonomy.

The old man smiled lightly and motioned for them to be calm, this matter was not as terrible as they imagined.

"In addition to the Huangsha alien land outside the border pass, there is also a primitive wilderness outside the five states and three rivers, where countless crises and horrors lurk, even those who are respected as sages dare not easily set foot in it. ”

The old man told about the pattern of the secret realm, and with a wave of his sleeve robe, a huge picture scroll was reflected in the void, outlining the mountains, rivers, and rivers, and the veins of the long rivers.

It is the land of the Five Prefectures and Three Rivers, which is the map scroll of the area known to the monks.

He pointed to a place, near the edge of the scroll, where it was gray and misty, and it was unclear what was there.

"This is the border of the Meichuan River, and it is next to the primitive wilderness on this side, and it is easy to walk into it from here. ”

"What do you mean?" Su Ze raised his eyebrows, feeling an ominous premonition.

He had also inquired about the primordial wilderness, and the outer areas were fine, but if he went deeper, it was said that even an incomparable figure like the master of a sect would shed blood.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless monks from Wuzhou and Sanchuan who have died in the primitive wilderness, and most of them have advanced cultivation.

After all, people who don't have some strength don't dare to walk in.

"Do you know why the depths of the primordial wilderness are so dangerous?" the old man asked leisurely, his eyes changing as he talked about this place.

Zhuo Chuan and the others shook their heads, as outsiders, it was not easy for them to find out about these places, how could they know so much.

"In the primeval wilderness, there are special laws that pervade the whole world, like rain, and you can't hide from it. The old man said, telling them the secret of the depths.

The law in the Great Wilderness is supreme, it can't be avoided or blocked, it doesn't have any destructive power, but when it falls on the monk, it can brush down people's cultivation and suppress the realm.

No matter what realm a great cultivator was before you entered, even if you were a powerful sage, as long as you stepped into it, your cultivation would have to be suppressed.

"Over the years, no matter who it is, when they reach the depths of the primordial wilderness, the realm will fall to the peak realm of divine blood, but after leaving, it will slowly recover. ”

The old man paused for a moment and added, "Of course, the premise is that you have to come out alive. ”

Because, there are eternal, long-lasting alien beasts and wild bird groups in the primitive wilderness, and their strength is not weak, and even some of them are extremely terrifying, and they can compete with the big men of Wuzhou and Sanchuan.

Fortunately, they will not leave the primordial wilderness, since ancient times, they have only operated within their own territory, only a few peak desolate birds and beasts will occasionally leave, but they will not enter the world of monks.

"Coupled with the special laws of the Primordial Great Wilderness, no one dares to say that they can walk there safely, even a fierce man who has experienced a hundred battles has to be careful. ”

The old man's gaze fell on Zhuo Chuan and them, and there was a strange light flowing in his eyes.

"But you are different, you are not creatures of the Martial Prison, according to the trial and deduction of Meng Yinfeng's millennium, the depths of the Primordial Wilderness will not suppress your realm cultivation. ”

Speaking of which, he looked at the two of them, and the meaning was already obvious.

"You want us to go in and help you with something?" Zhuo Chuan laughed, what kind of place is that?

The burial place of countless strong monks, I don't know how many heroes have been spilled blood throughout the ages, and the white bones are piled up higher than a mountain.

Let them in? What's the difference between that and death?

"You will not be suppressed!" the old man emphasized.

"So what, even so, we are still Tianzu monks, and in the face of those reckless and ferocious birds and ancient beasts that have climbed mountains and broken mountains, it is not a matter of a slap?"

Zhuo Chuan laughed happily, they knew what their strength was, as long as they set foot in that place, they would be dead and dead!

Su Ze was also standing aside and sneering, they weren't stupid, why would they go to that kind of place?

"It's not that dangerous, we have spied the situation inside from afar, there is a big problem with those ancient races, the part that stands at the peak of strength has disappeared, and it has also taken away many primitive creatures of one or several levels lower. ”

The old man sat there, as steady as Mount Tai, his tone was not hurried or slow, and he didn't seem to care about the reaction of Zhuo Chuan and the others at all.

"Meng Yinfeng has also personally confirmed, otherwise there would be no opening of the Martial Prison and your entry. ”

Zhuo Chuan still couldn't stretch his brows when he heard this, even if the batch of extremely powerful desolate beasts and ancient birds disappeared, it would still be too dangerous to walk in with their strength.

"If we don't agree, will you forcibly throw us in?" he asked, facing the old man Zhaohua no longer had the respect he had before, and the kind smile of the other party made him feel less cordial.

"If I were like that, I wouldn't talk so much about you!"

After the old man Zhaohua finished speaking, he pushed the pot of tea on the table towards them.

"As one of the three major teas in the world, do you think that the role of Puluo tea will only be to stabilize the cultivation realm?"

Hearing this, Su Ze was stunned, he only knew a little about Puluo tea, and he didn't know its true effect, after all, he was not the heir of an ancient family, and his knowledge was only very extensive compared to Zhuo Chuan.

"Puluo tea is warm, solid and peiyuan, short-term rules, and stable cultivation is ......"

These are some of the records he has seen, and as for what else is behind, Su Ze doesn't know very well.

Seeing this, the old man Zhaohua nodded slightly, his lips moved slightly, and added: "In addition, Puluo tea has the effect of being close to the mountains and rivers of the earth, leading to the sky and the nine secluded below, as if it is integrated with nature, becoming a flower and a grass." ”

Zhuo Chuan and the others were confused and couldn't understand what he said.

"To put it simply, after drinking Puluo tea and refining tea medicine, you are a part of the splendid world of heaven and earth, walking in the crowd, walking in the wilderness as if invisible, and the people you meet, turning your head will dilute everything about you. ”

"That is to say, whether it is a monk or a beast of prey, when they see you, they see you as if they were a grass on the side of the road, and unless there is some fierce intersection, they will forget it in a blink of an eye. ”

Zhuo Chuan was surprised, and his mouth grew in disbelief.

He had heard of this state or state, and it was rumored that monks could only achieve it after reaching the highest level, and when they entered the world, they would sink into the sea and disappear suddenly, and only the strong could break through this state of others.

"Puluo tea was taken out by Meng Yinfeng, there are a total of thirty pieces, three pieces each of the five states and three rivers, and the rest has a special purpose. ”

The old man smiled, his expression was indifferent from beginning to end, and there was no wave in the ancient well.

"With this, your Primordial Wilderness will be much safer. ”

"Since we have this, why do we have to go, just find some monks and enter the depths of the Great Wilderness, right?" Su Ze questioned.

"But in the end, the altar can't be climbed by the native creatures of the Prison of Martial Arts!" replied the old man, shaking his head.

"What altar?"

In the face of the questions of the two, he did not give any explanation, but said meaningfully: "When you get there, you will naturally know." ”

Later, he added: "Actually, you don't have to do anything, once you get to the finish line, everything will just go naturally." ”

"We didn't say we would go to the Primeval Wilderness. Zhuo Chuan shook his head, looking at the old man Zhaohua in front of the stone table with two eyes, his eyes were not timid at all.

Of course, the main reason is that the other party did not reveal the majesty of the high-ranking people, and never pressed them with a powerful identity from beginning to end, but spoke in a very calm tone as if facing the juniors in the door.

The depths of the primordial wilderness have always been too dangerous for the two of them, and they don't know each other, so why should they risk their lives to help them?

The old man Zhaohua was not angry, and said slowly: "Naturally, I won't force it, but don't you want to know what is in the depths of the primordial wilderness?"

He didn't sell it, and without waiting for Zhuo Chuan and the two to ask, he took the initiative to say it.

"That is the core of the Zongwu Prison, and Meng Yinfeng has calculated that in the depths of the primordial wilderness, there is the most fundamental secret of this secret realm, as well as the inheritance of the Zongwu God!"

Meng Yin Feng is indeed worthy of being a leader in the sky, he has been paying attention there for many years, and through various ways, he has obtained a lot of incredible information, if all of them are exposed, it is enough to make the monks of the entire five states and three rivers crazy.

Hearing this, Zhuo Chuan and the others hesitated a little.

What was the purpose of their entry into the secret realm? Naturally, they were the supreme inheritance of the three martial gods, whether they were fighting martial gods, or saints or vertical martial gods, they were all invincible supreme figures.

According to Su Ze, as long as he got a little bit of the secret art scroll from one of them, it was enough to compete for hegemony in the Star River Dynasty.

"Actually, I've always had a question, retrospectively, Meng Yinfeng is also an outsider, with his strength, he should be able to travel freely in the depths ......of the primeval wilderness," Su Ze asked, this is what he has always been puzzled about.

Judging from the achievements of the five states and three rivers, Meng Yinfeng is definitely a hegemon-level figure in this world, if he is not suppressed by the realm, how can the primordial wilderness stop him?

Old Man Zhaohua was not surprised at all, shook his head, and sighed: "If this is the case, he will not use my name to lie dormant in the Dongyi Valley, there are too many cause and effect relationships, and you still can't know the taboos touched behind it." ”

In this secret realm, in addition to Meng Yinfeng himself, if it is to rank the people who understand him, Zhaohua deserves to be the first.

As early as more than 2,000 years ago, when Meng Yin Feng first entered the Secret Realm, they had already met!

Zhuo Chuan and the others did not continue to ask, this game of chess is obviously not clear to the cultivation of the two of them, after entering the five states and three rivers, they can only be chess pieces now.

Of course, what has been said before is unrealistic. The old man Zhaohua spoke, and took out a piece of dark gold paper between his hands, the black light flowed, and there were dense words engraved on it, and it seemed to be swimming when he looked at it, like a tadpole.

"The monks from the outside world who have come to Zongwu Prison this time may as well have the realm of life points, or even the monks of the six places. I don't know why Meng Yinfeng chose you, but since he did it, he naturally has his reasons. ”

The old man snapped his fingers, and the dark golden paper fluttered and fell, landing smoothly on the stone table in front of Zhuo Chuan and the others.

"This is an ancient secret art, no matter where it is, whether it is the five states and three rivers, or the outside world from which you came, they have all been famous. ”