Zhao Feng had no choice but to go out, thinking about going to other teahouses to inquire about one or two.

Not long after going out, a voice sounded in my ears: "Fellow Daoist, are you looking for the Silent Sect?" ”

As soon as Zhao Feng turned around, he was greeted by a surging crowd of people.

Seeing Zhao Feng looking around, the voice said again: "There is an alder tree over there, let's go to the tree and talk." ”

Zhao Feng came to the tree suspiciously, and within a few minutes, a familiar person came to him, it was the iron boss on the flying boat.

"Fellow Daoist, see you again!" The iron boss is tall and taller, taller than Zhao Feng, and looks full of ruffianism.

"Is that you?" Zhao Feng was a little speechless for a while.

"Hehe, I have a fate to meet thousands of miles away, I didn't expect to see Daoyou here again, I don't know why Your Excellency is looking for the Silent Sect?" Iron Boss asked with a smile on his face.

Zhao Feng had no choice but to say that he was introduced by someone else to find the Taoist who forgot to speak, and then showed the token of the Taoist who played the heavens.

Seeing this token, Boss Tie's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly: "It turned out that it was introduced by the predecessors of Yantian, this is different, please come with me." ”

After speaking, Tie Boss turned around and led the way to the city, Zhao Feng hesitated for a moment, and finally followed Tie Boss through the door to transfer the house, and it didn't take long to come to a dilapidated courtyard.

Pushing open the crumbling door panel, the courtyard is even more depressed, not to mention that there is not a single grass or tree, that is, the walls of the house are full of potholes, I don't know how many years of vicissitudes have passed.

Zhao Feng was puzzled, stopped and asked, "Tiedaoyou, what kind of place is this?" ”

The Iron Boss turned around and said, "Let's call me Iron Tiger, this is the Silent Sect." ”

"Here?" Zhao Feng looked around and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, I'm not afraid of Taoist jokes, Silent Sect, there is no one else except me, the Taoist who forgets to say is my ancestor, and his old man has fallen for more than a hundred years." Iron Boss Mu Ran replied.

Only then did Zhao Feng understand, no wonder those monks didn't know where the Silent Sect was, it seemed that this sect had disappeared for many years.

"In this way, how can Daoyou know that I don't have malicious intentions?"

"Hehe, fellow Daoist, if you have malicious intentions, I can't ask for it, this vast sea of sand, it's common to kill or bury it. However, our Silent Sect has some small means to observe words and feelings, otherwise, I won't come out, let those sand rats make a move, Your Excellency is afraid that it will be difficult to achieve few results. ”

Zhao Feng then remembered that people are good at predicting heavenly opportunities, and this is only a matter of superficial kung fu.

I only heard Boss Tie continue: "Your Excellency is a visitor from the Eastern Five Continents, right?" Almost no one in Bihai Lingzhou knows that my ancestor is familiar with the people who play the Heavenly Dao, I noticed you on the flying boat, there is something special about the exercises of this sect, and when you meet someone who is involved with you, there will be a warning in the dark. ”

Zhao Feng nodded after hearing this, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, people are divided into groups, things are gathered by like, and those who can mix together with the people who perform the Heavenly Dao are all the kind of Divine Dao."

Iron Boss slowly talked about the encounter of the Silent Sect, it turned out that the Silent Sect had been inherited for a long time, and the exercises inherited in the door were biased towards the technique of predicting the heavenly machine. This heavenly opportunity is so easy to predict, for generations, the accuracy of the predictions of the Silent Sect is really not very good, and this reputation is getting worse and worse, and in the end, it is almost unsustainable. It was at this time that the Silent Gate met a brilliant disciple - the Forgotten Daoist. After practicing the Silent Sect's exercise "Silent Heavenly Book", he repeatedly made predictions, and even made a statement, and every word must be true, and the name of the Silent Sect was beaten out at once, however, the Forgotten Daoist also knew moderation and would not speak at will. Some people say that forgetting words is "not opening your mouth for three years, and opening your mouth to break the sky".

It's a pity that people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and the reputation of the Silent Sect is outside, and the talent of the Forgetful Daoist has attracted the attention of others, especially some strong people, who come to the door with various purposes, and use various methods, or lead, or persecute, and want the Forgetful Daoist to predict some things. Again and again, until one day more than a hundred years ago, the Forgotten Daoist did not know what he had predicted, and after returning to the door, he sat down alone within a few days.

After the fall of the Forgotten Daoist, the Silent Sect immediately transferred, and disappeared almost instantly, but unfortunately, they still had traces to follow after all, and they were soon found by some monks of unknown origin, and after more than 100 years of hiding, now the only disciple descendant is hiding in the capital of the Silent Sand Country.

"In this way, I have taken the liberty of the next, and I swear by the heart of the Dao that I will never reveal the situation of your faction." Zhao Feng was also full of helplessness when he saw that the Silent Sect was so depressed, so he had no choice but to leave.

"Wait!" Tiehu stopped Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng took two steps back and asked, "Fellow Daoist, I have already sworn that I will never tell what I heard today!" ”

Tiehu laughed, and then said: "Fellow Daoist, you think about it, think about it carefully, the predecessors of Yantian are proficient in the art of heavenly machines, how can they not know the embarrassment of my Silent Sect?" ”

Zhao Feng thought about it for a while, and couldn't help frowning: "You mean?" ”

"That's right, back then, my ancestor and the Taoist people of Yantian had made a covenant, and the two factions should support each other, after the death of the ancestor, my family also sent people to the East Wuzhou to find the predecessors of Yantian, but unfortunately there has been no news, today I met a Taoist friend, isn't our opportunity to come? I would also like to thank Daoyou for sending the token of the predecessor of Yantian! After Tiehu finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Feng's face, and then continued: "So that Daoyou know, even my ancestor has passed away, and there is not much I can help you, but it is not difficult to give you some advice." ”

Zhao Feng arched his hand and said, "Please advise!" ”

Tiehu is also a cheerful person, I saw him take out an octagonal compass, twist left and right, and after a while, the compass cracked into two pieces with a click, revealing three pieces of yellow paper.

Tiehu took out one and hurriedly sealed the rest into the compass.

"Fellow Daoists, please take a look!" Tie Hu sent the yellow paper to Zhao Feng's eyes.

This yellow paper looks no different from ordinary yellow sheet paper.

Seeing Zhao Feng's puzzled eyes, Tie Hu forced out a few drops of blood and dripped on the yellow paper.

After the blood dripped down, a blood-colored pattern quickly appeared on the yellow paper, which was extremely complex and seemed to contain infinite mysteries.

Zhao Feng stared at it for a few breaths, and there was actually a feeling that the pattern was slowly rotating, and after watching it for a long time, he felt a sense of disgust.

"What is this?"

"Daoyou, this is the talisman left by my ancestor - ask the heavenly talisman as you like, you can move as you like, calculate the heavenly machine, point out the maze, and Daoist friends can directly light it." After speaking, Tiehu stretched out his hand and handed it over.

Zhao Feng hesitated slightly, but still took it, and took the talisman in his hand, but it felt light, as if there was nothing.

After looking at it, Zhao Feng couldn't help but summon a flame to burn the talisman away.

The talisman ignited and turned into a cloud of green smoke in an instant.

This green smoke rose into the air, but it condensed but did not disperse, and finally turned into eight big characters: "Earth Flame Changhe Town Soul Heavenly Song".

"What do you mean?" When Zhao Feng saw these words, he had no idea.

The iron tiger frowned and looked at it for a while, until the green smoke gradually dissipated, and then he spoke: "Fellow Daoist, the long river of earth flames is not difficult to understand, it should refer to the place where the magma flows, the Heavenly Song of the Soul Suppression, I really don't know this." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Feng's heart moved, this place where magma flows, it seems that Yu Wanqing has also mentioned it, that is the refining sect - Flowing Flame Valley, could it be said that he is destined to go to this Flowing Flame Valley for a trip?

Zhao Feng of this Flowing Flame Valley had also inquired, and it was indeed a well-known refining sect in the Bihai Spirit Continent, which was in the nearby Hanhai Empire. This Hanhai Empire occupies a large territory in the eastern part of the Bihai Lingzhou, and it controls countless islands, and its strength is extraordinary, and the Flowing Flame Valley is a very famous refining sect of the Hanhai Empire. This sect is built in a volcanic group not far from the sea, and there are several lava rivers that flow endlessly within the sect's territory, and there are even magma lakes, and there are thousands of disciples in the sect, especially good at refining all kinds of weapons and spiritual weapons, and they are well-known in the mundane world and the spiritual world.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng also understood, I am afraid that what this talisman refers to should be the Flowing Flame Valley, as for the Heavenly Song of the Soul Suppression, then I will check it later.

"Thank you for your advice!" Zhao Feng arched his hand, and then handed over the token of the Heavenly Daoist. Tiehu hurriedly caught it, and after carefully examining it, he put it in his arms.

"So, leave here!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say, he's going to meet in the East Five Continents, maybe we'll meet in the East Five Continents, hahahaha!" Tie Hu seemed to be in a good mood, the two glanced at each other, and left the small courtyard at the same time.

"In this way, this is really not where the Silent Sect is, what are the predecessors of Yantian doing?" Although Zhao Feng suspected in his heart that the Heavenly Daoist was coveting the exercises of the Silent Sect, he really didn't dare to say anything about it.

Zhao Feng returned to the street, did not dare to stay any longer, hurriedly returned to Fang City, and began to explore the flying boat to the Flowing Flame Valley.

There were quite a few flying boats to the Flowing Flame Valley, and Zhao Feng hurriedly flew to the Hanhai Empire in the afternoon of that year.

On the flying boat, Zhao Feng was worried, the Flowing Flame Valley was no better than those sects in the Eastern Five Continents, there were as many as 1,000 formal disciples, and the number of registered disciples and foreign affairs disciples was not less than 1,000, plus servants, wrestlers, and stewards, I was afraid of no less than 10,000 people. In the Eastern Five Continents, this kind of sect is already a big sect, but in Bihai Lingzhou, it can only be regarded as a medium sect, even so, whether you can get started or not is still between the two.

The flying boat traveled through the clouds, Zhao Feng looked down from the boat, the originally dim earth gradually turned green, and the villages and towns were also scattered among the fields, which was completely different from the country of lonely sand.

The flying boat flew for four days, and several light black plumes of smoke were seen rising from a distance, with the potential to reach the sky.

"Guests of Flowing Flame Valley, please prepare to disembark!" The steward of the flying boat said hello, and Zhao Feng realized that there was actually a big city on the periphery of the place vacated by the pillar of smoke. ”