After the crowd had passed through the door, the old man's cane knocked on the ground, and the small door shut.

"Wow-Sister Yan, look at that bird, the blue is so cute-Sister Yan, look at that fruit again, it looks delicious, I don't know if I can eat it-Sister Yan-" As soon as she entered this territory, Nangong Xue'er was extremely excited, dancing and shouting around Yan's side.

Chen Zifeng was still a little speechless about this, but his mind was all on the top of the marrow washing pool.

Washing the marrow is to remove the impurities in the cultivator's body, so that the cultivator's cultivation talent can be stimulated and become powerful, but there are very few outside the marrow washing in the world, and there are very few opportunities to wash the marrow, Chen Zifeng did not expect that there would be such an opportunity in the Demon Flame Sect.

However, in addition to this pool of marrow, there was a place in the temple that attracted his attention. Of course, not only did Chen Zifeng notice something, but even Blood Shura and Ji Longyuan were still slightly moved in their hearts, from the moment everyone entered the temple, everyone sensed that there was a place in the temple where the aura of heaven and earth was incompatible with this world, although these gaps were very subtle, but everyone could clearly sense it.

That's the exit from this world!

But now everyone's headache is still the mortal old man in the temple, the strength of the mortal old man is unpredictable, even the sect master of the dark book is respectful to him, so it is really not easy to get through the level of the mortal elder.

Of course, everyone knows that although these pools are special, what really plays the role of washing the marrow is the stone tablets carved in strange patterns in the marrow washing pool, and these stone tablets have a steady stream of power flowing towards the marrow washing pool all the time.

Chen Zifeng guessed that perhaps this pool of water was originally just an ordinary pool, but because of the long-term irrigation of the stone stele, it had undergone a change in nature.

Now there is a caretaker in the temple, so it is really not easy to avoid Fan Lao and go to the exit from this world. Moreover, washing the marrow is a rare and good opportunity, if everyone gives up, there is really reluctance in their hearts. And since this is the case, then the matter of leaving this world can only be put aside for a short time.

Everyone walked to the side of the marrow washing pool, glanced at the stone tablet, and their minds turned slightly, but when Chen Zifeng and the three of them glanced at each other, the figure of the blood Shura jumped down towards the marrow washing pool, and disappeared from everyone's sight with a plop, splashing, but they couldn't see the figure of the blood Shura in the water, obviously this is the effect of the pool water of the marrow washing pool.

Ji Longyuan glanced at Chen Zifeng, and then walked to the edge of the marrow washing pool, the figure swept past like a breeze, and the real person stood on the surface of the water, as if these water surfaces were a hard ground. Ji Longyuan's figure moved slightly, and he dived towards the pool below, and his figure disappeared.

"Sister Yan, stinky Chen Zifeng, let's go down too. Nangong Xue'er's face was full of excitement, the marrow washing pool was a treasure land, when she was cultivating in the Nangong world, the family had searched for the marrow washing object many times, but every time it was in vain. And now, it's hard to encounter this kind of thing, how could she miss it.

Besides, the younger the person who cleanses the marrow, the greater the effect, and the current Nangong Xue'er is not yet thirteen years old, which is the best age for marrow washing.

"Be careful. Chen Zifeng admonished.

Nangong Xue'er glanced at Chen Zifeng when she heard this, obviously she was very unhappy about Chen Zifeng's distrust of her, and finally put her eyes on Sister Yan's body, and smiled sweetly: "Sister Yan, let's compete to see who can wash the marrow faster, if I speed up, I will punch Chen Zifeng ten times - if, then if Sister Yan you win, you can beat Stinky Chen Zifeng five times." ”

When Chen Zifeng heard Nangong Xue'er's words, he felt blocked in his heart, and he couldn't wait to beat her up now.

However, Chen Zifeng didn't have a chance to hit Nangong Xue'er's ass yet, and her petite figure jumped forward and fell into the marrow washing pool in what she thought was the most beautiful posture.

"Zifeng, let's go down too. Chen Zifeng said.

"Well, Sister Yan - be careful, I always feel a little weird, I don't know if anything will happen, in short, be careful in the process of washing the marrow, you can't let yourself be in a weak state at any time. Chen Zifeng glanced around, and then said softly. When he entered this holy land, he felt that something was wrong, but where this feeling came from Chen Zifeng couldn't figure it out, but in short, he felt that things might not be so simple.

"Got it, Zifeng, you should be careful. Yan smiled at Chen Zifeng gently, then let go of his palm and jumped towards the marrow washing pool.

Seeing this, Chen Zifeng glanced at the surroundings again, then shook his head slightly, and he also jumped towards the marrow washing pool.

These pools of water are extremely magical, able to hide all light and air, so the moment Chen Zifeng entered the marrow washing pool, his eyes couldn't be opened—of course, even if he opened his eyes, he still couldn't see anything.

It was as if he was blind, and it was pitch black in front of him, so that people couldn't feel the light and air at all. However, everyone is a powerhouse in the Earth Yuan Realm, this little thing is still not difficult for them, holding their breath for more than ten or twenty days is really not a big deal, but what surprises them a little is that their minds cannot spread in the marrow washing pool.

Therefore, because of this, when Chen Zifeng entered the marrow washing pool, he lost contact with Sister Yan. Although the separation of the two made Chen Zifeng a little worried about Sister Yan, Sister Yan's strength was not inferior to herself, and she was afraid that she could easily deal with some things. Of course, if you really encounter something that even Sister Yan can't deal with, then even you don't have much certainty.

These pools of water poured into small snakes, pouring into Chen Zifeng's body, pervasively, as if Chen Zifeng's body was their lair. And when those pool water just poured into Chen Zifeng's body, he felt that he was being squeezed, and his blood vessels could burst open at any time.

Chen Zifeng was shocked, he didn't expect that the marrow washing process of the marrow washing pool would be carried out in this form, of course, when the pool water continued to pour into his body, he could feel that the impurities in his body were condensing in his body little by little.

Not all of these pools contain the effect of washing the marrow, and the energy revealed by those stone tablets is also unevenly distributed in the marrow washing pool, with thick places, and some places are also very thin, even if the warrior brings it in that place for a year and a half, I am afraid that it will not be able to wash the marrow successfully.

Suddenly, Chen Zifeng actually sensed that the energy contained in the lower down was more and more mellow, which made Chen Zifeng feel some curiosity in his heart, and his thoughts moved slightly, and he swam towards the low.

"Could it be that there are other things in the depths of the pulp washing pool that can exude marrow cleansing energy?" Chen Zifeng felt that energy became stronger and stronger the more he looked down, and at the same time, his curiosity was also swelling more and more.

In the process of Chen Zifeng's diving, there was no trace of Sister Yan and others, as if they had completely disappeared into this marrow washing pool. However, Chen Zifeng believes that not only he has this feeling, but also those people should have this feeling.

Chen Zifeng's diving speed was not fast or slow, he was not sure if there were any dangerous creatures in this marrow washing pool, so he had to be careful, lest he would be too late to deal with it or escape when he wanted to. The depth of the marrow washing pool is not too large, and when Chen Zifeng kept diving diligently, he finally came to the bottom of this marrow washing pool, but because his vision could not spread and open, Chen Zifeng could not explore everything around him.

But what made him sure was that the energy concentration contained here was much thicker than the one above, and there must be something else at the bottom of the pool.

It's just that Chen Zifeng can't detect the surrounding environment now, and after simply groping and finding nothing, he gave up this idea and concentrated on sitting cross-legged, using the martial arts to absorb the energy of his marrow washing.

And just as everyone was washing the marrow, in a place of the Demon Flame Sect, two people were standing side by side.

One of them was Fan Lao, who appeared in the temple before and sent Chen Zifeng and the others into the marrow washing pool, Fan Lao was dressed in simple clothes and looked at the distant sky thoughtfully. And next to Fan Lao stood an old man dressed strangely, if Nangong Xue'er saw this old man, she would definitely scream, and then surrounded this old man and exclaimed.

This old man is the object of Nangong Xue'er's "voyeurism" every night these days, this old man is completely a crazy old man with a brain problem, but what everyone thought of was that this crazy old man actually appeared next to Fan Lao.

Fan Lao is a god-like existence in the Demon Flame Sect, and the divine dragon is not seen on weekdays, let alone have the opportunity to stand together and enjoy the sky.

"How is this year?" asked the crazy old man, who was not crazy at the moment. If Nangong Xue'er saw the appearance of the crazy old man, she would definitely think that this strange disease of the old immortal had committed it again - that's right, only when he was sick, would all kinds of strange behaviors appear.

The behavior shown by the crazy old man now is abnormal in Nangong Xue'er.

"They're all nice little guys, but it's a pity that they're all capable of freeing themselves from my control from the pool of marrow washing—good talents, I'm afraid they'll fall. Fan Lao sighed slightly, as if he was regretting something.

"I don't care what you do—that little girl named Nangong Xue'er—don't hurt her, not a single hair—"