Chapter 23: The Secret Realm

Situ Xing mixed among the soldiers and followed the flow of people into the secret realm. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There is still a big difference between the secret realm and the outside world, there is no sun and moon in the secret realm, but there is a flame hanging high in the air during the day, releasing a steady stream of light and heat. At night, a silver plate will appear in the sky above the secret realm, emitting a cold light.

"The fireball in the sky is a high-level magic weapon, called the Red Fire Bead, which contains infinite solar true fire, which can continuously release heat energy. ā€

Zheng Shichang, who was dressed in white, put his hand on his eyes and looked at the fireball in the air and explained.

"Senior brother, isn't there a time when this red fire bead runs out of energy?"

The disciple next to him asked with some curiosity.

"Of course there is, but the energy contained in the Red Fire Bead is very strong, and this degree of release can fully support a hundred years. ā€

Zheng Shichang smiled slightly and said indifferently.

"If it weren't for the fall of the Earth Immortals, the shattering of the blessed land, and the proper maintenance, its lifespan would even reach a thousand years. ā€

"I see. ā€

Situ Xing glanced at Zheng Shichang, who was talking boastfully, like the stars holding the moon, and swept away into the distance without any hesitation.

With everyone, you can take care of each other, but your goals will also become bigger.

Moreover, his eyes have changed due to the influx of literary energy, and he can see the luck that ordinary people can't see. He found that there were a lot of black qi floating above the heads of many soldiers, and only a few of them had normal luck.

The Confucian disciples, the military disciples, and the Mo disciples have much less calamity on their heads, but their luck is twisted together, and they are very xenophobic.

No matter how much luck tilted on the head of the soldiers of Zhibei County, he couldn't get a trace of response.

According to Situ Xing's speculation, the disciples of the three families will only maintain their own families in the secret realm, and will not take care of others at all.

In this case, even if they stay, they are only auxiliaries and cannon fodder.

Thinking of this, Situ Xing did not hesitate, found a direction with the least robbery, and it was also the safest place he thought was the safest, and ran quickly, leaving a faint back for everyone.

"Do you think he is stupid to act alone in such a dangerous place. ā€

A soldier couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw that Situ was alone, and said with a disdainful face.

"That is, there are dangers lurking in the secret realm, and everyone can only overcome the difficulties together if they work together. ā€

A soldier echoed the words.

"There are opportunities, but more than not, there are dangers. Only by being in the same boat and taking care of each other can we get out alive. My young master is Wang Shichong, a son of the Wang family in Beijun, and the family legend has been practiced to a small success, and there are more magic weapons given by the family, as long as you are in the next road, you will definitely be able to get out alive. . . ā€

The children of the family began to take the opportunity to sell their family background and recruit lone warriors.

"Young Master Wang, we are willing to follow. ā€

Several Lone Ranger stepped forward and shouted.

"At the Li family in Xiabei County... ā€

"In the Wu family in Xiabei County... ā€

Seeing that Wang Shichong had taken the lead, the others hurriedly stepped forward to solicit him.

Several veterans looked at the direction in which Situ Xing had left, their eyes flickered a few times, but in the end they did not have the courage to act alone in this dangerous place.

The disciples of Confucianism, soldiers, and Mohists looked at the children of several families with disdain, they came out of the same sect, and they were naturally allies, and the relationship was much more reliable than this kind of temporary alliance.

These people thought that they could get the treasures in the secret realm by forming an alliance, it was really true, and the first thing the three powerhouses did when they entered the secret realm was to clear these scattered weaklings.

A child of the Mo family wearing a hat and wrapped in a black robe raised his head and looked coldly at the direction in which Situ Xing left. The undisguised killing intent made the surrounding Mo family disciples feel suddenly cold.

"What an interesting prey. Hopefully you won't die too soon, it will be too boring. ā€

"Senior Brother Chen, is there something wrong?"

The disciple next to him asked with some curiosity.

Chen Xuyan didn't speak, his mouth was listed, and the scars on his face were touched, and there was an indescribable hideousness.

It's like a smile like death.

The others looked at the direction of Situ Xing's departure with some pity, being targeted by Senior Brother Chen was no different from being targeted by death.

Poor fellow, he will definitely not be able to get out of the secret realm alive.

The so-called secret realm is the blessed land of the cave created by the strong man of the cave sky, and later for various reasons, the strong man of the cave heaven fell, and the resources and practice inheritance in the blessed land became a mouth-watering secret realm.

The secret realm explored by Situ Xing has existed for thousands of years, and the trees inside are all hugging each other, and the towering canopy blocks the sunlight in the air, making the entire secret realm a little dark. Because there are no living people all year round, the resources in the secret realm are much richer than those outside, and many cherished medicinal materials can be found everywhere.

Because of his ability to hope for qi, Situ Xing can find treasures that others can't find.

These things are tasteless and regrettable chicken ribs for the masters, but for the Situ punishment in the realm of skin training, they are all rare things.

The martial arts realm of Daqian is roughly divided into skin, meat, viscera, bones, and marrow.

A martial artist who practices skin can only be regarded as having just stepped into the martial arts and has the power of a demon bull. With the deepening of skills, the muscles around the body are effectively exercised, and there is a lot of power.

After that, he practiced his dirt and changed his blood to become an innate martial artist.

Refining bones, the bones of the whole body are trained to the color of silver mercury, and he is a grandmaster martial artist.

Practicing the marrow, the bone marrow of the whole body turns golden, this is the great master.

It is said that there is a layer of realm behind it, which is a martial saint, who understands the power of heaven and earth, and can bear the mountains to chase the sun and move mountains and seas.

Although Situ has practiced martial arts for many years, he has only just set foot in the leather training realm.

In this trial, the strength can only be considered moderate. Compared with the disciples of the three families, there is a big gap, and many demon beasts can easily tear him apart.

Therefore, Si Tu is indescribably cautious.

It was this caution that allowed him to avoid many dangers.

Oh!

Oh!

Several tall beasts, covered in thick armor, flashing with earthy yellow light, with open mouths more than three feet long, sharp teeth like long knives, monsters resembling wild boars roared angrily in the sky, and some of them crashed into the surroundings like crazy, and the big trees that had grown for a hundred years were easily knocked down by it, or uprooted by hard fangs.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The giant tree fell, and the ground shook for a while.

Several demon beasts tossed for a long time, knocking down countless trees around them, and finally rushed into the distance unwillingly.

Just a short time after the demon beast left, the soft and damp soil tumbled, and a white palm suddenly emerged from the soil. Then an arm, and finally a torso covered in mud.

Bah!

Bah!

Situ Xing's whole body was covered with mud, his hair was full of mud, and he spit out the dirt in his mouth a little unfortunately, and spit out several mouthfuls vigorously, and the earthy smell in his mouth disappeared.

"Fortunately, Lao Tzu hid quickly, and almost made dumplings with a few demon beasts. ā€