The twelve heavenly gods and demon flags hunted, black smoke billowed out, faintly revealing blood light, spreading out to all sides, devouring all living beings.

A forest shrouded in demonic smoke withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The jungle, which was still lush and leafy just a moment ago, turned into an empty and dead place in an instant.

Gu Feng suddenly gasped.

Although this Zhu Hong is a useless product, the magic weapons in his hands are extremely powerful, this magic flag is not ordinary, and the magic weapon with such amazing power must not be refined by this Zhu Hong, it should be given by the ancestor of the mixed yuan.

"This is troublesome!" Gu Feng frowned, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was a true cultivator who had proved the Immortal Dao Fruit on the spot, how could the magic weapon given him be ignored?

Zhu Hong pinched his hands again and again, the magic flag was full of black smoke and blood, and the twelve gods and demons on it seemed to be about to come back to life, struggling to get out of the flag, but there seemed to be a heavy restraint that made them unable to break free.

Gu Feng's eyes swept away, and he saw that Zhu Hong's body was trembling, his face was as pale as paper, and his heart was a little calm.

Obviously, this person's foundation is vain, and the true yuan is mixed, and it is difficult to control such an evil treasure, and he can't support it for too long!

Gu Feng's heart moved, and with a pull of his hands, the momentum of the flying needle sword changed again, turning into a cloud of silver light tightly protecting his side, scattering those demonic smoke one by one.

He avoided the real and did not confront him head-on, but his figure flickered, and he circled with Zhu Hong's demonic path.

The two fought in one place, and for a while no one could help anyone, and they were in a stalemate, fighting to see who could last longer.

Compared with Zhu Hong's opportunistic shortcuts, breaking through the cultivation of evil magic and demon methods, Gu Feng has built a perfect foundation, the true yuan is strong, and the rear force is endless, and it seems that he is about to gain the upper hand.

Laugh at!

Suddenly, a cyan shot shot out, revealing a sword shadow, and with such a stroke in the air, it actually separated Gu Feng and Zhu Hong from the middle.

Among them, a voice of Admiralty Dalu came out, and he reprimanded Zhu Hong: "You have many magic weapons in your hands, but you can't compete with a foreign casual cultivator, punish you to go to the Houshan Batu Cave tomorrow to practice penance, and you are not allowed to come out without my order!"

"Master......!" Zhu Hong's face changed greatly, and he was about to speak.

"Huh?" the voice said lightly, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Yes!" Zhu Hong gritted his teeth and bowed his head, his body trembled, he didn't dare to fight back, and his face was full of grievances. Although his master loves him the most, he also hates others to question his majesty the most, and if he offends it, the consequences are unimaginable.

But the Batu Cave is not a good place, it blows black and yin wind all the year round, seeping into the bone marrow, and it is a bitter cold place for the Wutai faction to punish those who make mistakes.

"Damn boy!" he stared at Gu Feng with jealousy, gritting his teeth in hatred at the thought of being punished like this stinky boy.

Gu Feng saw his undisguised vicious eyes, and his heart sank, knowing that this person had hated himself to the core, and he would definitely not be able to be good in the future!

"Who are you?" asked Gu Feng in a loud voice at this time.

Gu Feng didn't know that the magic sword of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was here, so he used the Yuan God to talk to himself, and said respectfully: "Junior, I came to Wutai Mountain to learn the Tao!"

"Okay!" The Mixed Yuan Patriarch laughed, and without any nonsense, the flying sword turned into a sword light, and suddenly wrapped Gu Feng and the seven-step Xiangwei Wall Dragon in it, and went up to Wutai Mountain in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Zhu Hong stomped his feet the spot, and chased after him angrily.

Gu Feng only felt that the surrounding woods, rocks, clouds and mist and many other scenery were speeding by, and when his eyes opened, he stood in a large hall full of Taoism.

There are two burly monks standing on the side, with ring scars on their heads, but they are holding floating dust in their hands.

There was also a charming young woman standing not far away, looking at her with a smile.

Gu Feng looked at the center of the main hall, and saw a feather-clothed Taoist sitting on the comfrey futon, his aura was harmonious, his treasure was solemn, and he was full of immortal energy.

A good true person, he asked gently: "I am the head of the Wutai Sect, why do you want to worship under my sect?"

Gu Feng didn't dare to slack off, and bowed down: "The younger generation Gu Jian, because of his admiration for the immortal name of the Wutai faction, came to learn the Tao!"

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch nodded, just now an inspiration flashed in his heart, and he pinched his fingers and counted, only a person with deep roots came to apprentice, but the specific origin was not clear.

That's why he pinned his magic sword on the spirit and went out to see the mountain clearly.

I saw Gu Feng fighting with his beloved disciple Zhu Hong, the technique of the flying sword divine needle was quite sharp, and it was even more aggressive, and the power of Zhu Hong's magic weapon was far superior to him, but he gradually fell behind.

At this time, I saw that this person looked rough and unbearable on the outside, but in fact, the divine light was introverted, the heroic spirit was deeply hidden, and the entrance in the body was thorough through the twelve floors, laying an incomparably thick foundation.

Although Wutai Mountain is the first major sect in the side gate, the disciples are uneven, and there are few people with good deeds and good character.

Finally, a person with good bones came to apprentice, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he became.

It's just that this person's origin is unknown, and where did he learn the sword technique, and there is something strange in it.

Seeing that the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was silent in thought, Gu Feng peeked at this person, and secretly felt pity in his heart.

I have to say that although the Wutai faction is full of smoke and miasma, and the fish and dragons are mixed, this mixed ancestor is worthy of the cultivation master, acting squarely, and practicing profoundly, just because he is too protective of his shortcomings, he was finally dragged down by his disciples and ended up with a scattered soul.

"I see that your Xuan Gong is thorough through the twelve levels, and the Dao Foundation is complete, but you have taken some kind of spiritual essence immortal fruit, or you have other chances!" At this time, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch pondered for a long time, and suddenly spoke.

No wonder he has this question, the side door exercises are limited, it is difficult to cultivate such a flawless Dao base, and it is necessary to have a rare immortal fate to achieve something, not like the Xuanmen authentic, inheriting the true immortal Taoism, self-cultivation, and not seeking anything else.

This point, even if it is the Wutai School's Zhen Sect Exercise "Mixed Yuan True Solution", it can't be done.

Gu Feng's heart moved, and he arched his hand and said: "The younger generation has the fate to find the Baiyang True Immortal Mansion, and get the engraved Baiyang Diagram to build the foundation, so that we can have the current achievements!

"Oh! there is such a thing!" Patriarch Chaoyuan was overjoyed when he heard this.

The Wutai school exercises originated from the remnants of the Taiyi Golden Chapter, but it lacked the most basic part of practicing qi and building the foundation.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Feng began to practice the Baiyang diagram in front of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

However, he also played a trick and only demonstrated three hundred and sixty-four pictures, and did not show the last picture of his own comprehension, so Zhou Tian lacked one and missed the consummation.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch's eyes were outstanding, and at a glance, he knew that it was not ordinary, and laughed, "My way is done!"

When Gu Feng heard this, he was also happy in his heart, knowing that the apprenticeship was already a matter of course!