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Chapter 1: The Pond Mén (Middle)

"What's going on? The last time I came over, weren't there still five people in the marsh pond? ”

The middle-aged man said with a wry smile on his face: "During the Great Cháo half a year ago, all five of them were lost, and now the only people left in the swamp pond are those half-ruined people who have failed to break their menstrual periods." ”

Wang Feng on the side couldn't hear what was going on when he heard this, and after thinking about it, Wang Feng simply said: "Senior, I still want to give it a try." ”

For Wang Feng's request, the middle-aged man did not refuse, thought about it, and stood up directly: "Brother xiǎo has a great favor to our Hu family, this time, I will personally take you over." ”

After speaking, the man said directly to the white-haired old man: "You are an outsider, so you don't need to go there, I will personally take the xiǎo brothers over for a trip." ”

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"This is the mountain mén of Numachi Mén"

Half a day later, Wang Feng and his party finally arrived in front of a dilapidated and abnormal mountain. It is a mountain mén that resembles an arch, and at each end of the mountain mén is placed a one-man tall black sè boulder, and on each boulder there is a row of strange characters carved from top to bottom.

Fortunately, although these characters are illegible, they are at least dimensional general.

"There is no way to heaven, there is no mén to enter the mén, and there is no way to enter for fear of death."

"This?" Wang Feng couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man on the side, along the way, Wang Feng finally knew that the other party was one of the three law enforcement elders of the Numpool Sect, and he was also the strongest and most prestigious among the three law enforcement elders.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh and said, "Although the trick is good, the broken tendon is really not something ordinary people can bear." Over the years, only one or three of the ten disciples who joined Numachi Mén could succeed, and half of them died on the spot, so Numachi Mén erected such a stone monument in front of this mountain mén to warn those disciples who wanted to practice the Fudi Jue. ”

When Wang Feng heard this, he obviously heard a little, and couldn't help asking: "The Fu Di Jue is very strong?" ”

The middle-aged man seemed to be obviously stunned, and then he seemed to understand something, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Didn't you inquire about the secret of the earth when you came to the Demon Sea Plane?" ”

Wang Feng shook his head directly, he didn't have much expectations for this so-called Fu Di Jue from the beginning, in his mind, as long as this Fu Di Jue could improve his physical fitness a little and let him have a little self-protection ability.

From the very beginning, he never thought of taking this exercise that could make up for his physical defects as his main practice, in his opinion, in the future, he would be the first in the soul control technique, and the others would be cultivated, and he could not be forced to do so.

Of course, after getting the God Killing Sacrifice, the God Killing Sacrifice became the second, but he still knew very well that it was not as good as jīng, so it was mainly based on the Soul Killing Technique, even if it was obviously a good God Killing Sacrifice, it was also placed after the Soul Killing Technique.

The middle-aged man smiled visibly and said, "The Fu Di Jue is not very strong, but very strong." ”

After speaking, the middle-aged man didn't say any more, and walked directly into the mountain.

Soon, as everyone walked through the dense forest of Zaluàn to the mountainside, a large courtyard that had almost collapsed appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The mansion is so large that it can be seen all the way up to the top of the mountain, but unfortunately, it is now completely dilapidated, and even the mén board on the large mén is missing, which is even more dilapidated than many ancient ruins.

Seeing the scene in front of him, even the middle-aged man obviously looked a little displeased, such a broken mountain mén lost not only the face of the swamp pond mén, but also the face of the entire swamp pond sect.

As one of the three law enforcement elders of the Swamp Pond Sect, it is needless to say that the power of the middle-aged man is great, if it weren't for Wang Feng being personally brought by the white-haired old man, and knowing some of Wang Feng's old background from the white-haired old man, maybe Wang Feng would not be able to see this elder after staying in the Swamp Pond Sect for eight years or ten years.

"Are there any living people~~~~~

The middle-aged man's voice echoed in the sky like thunder, but even so, it took half a day for seven emaciated figures to come out of the depths of the house.

"Disciple Meets the Eight Elders"

"Hmph" The middle-aged man snorted angrily and said, "Look at what has become of your swamp pond mén, don't you plan to continue the swamp pond mén?" Do you want to let the swamp pond that the ancestors have worked so hard to support die out? ”

No one knew whether the anger in the middle-aged man's words was true or false, but after hearing this, the faces of the seven emaciated men couldn't help but reveal a trace of anger.

Especially one of them, a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties but had a wrinkled face, he directly shouted angrily, "Who wants our Numa Pond Sect to die? Who is it that will not let us continue the Numa Pond Sect? It's you, it's you damned elders, Mountain Lord, if it weren't for you not giving us the resources we need, not giving us excellent disciples, and not arranging us with suitable sect tasks, would our Numpond Sect have come to this point?"

It seemed that no one thought that this person would be so bold, even the middle-aged man of the Eighth Elder beside him, after hearing these words, he was actually stunned on the spot.

Fortunately, apart from him, there were only five outsiders present, Wang Feng, otherwise, he, the Eighth Elder, really didn't know how to deal with this person.

"Master Diao, do you think this is completely the sect's fault?"

As soon as the thin man heard this, he directly snorted angrily, as if he didn't want to pay too much attention to this high-ranking Eighth Elder.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man also looked a little helpless, and finally had to simply point at Wang Feng and said: "This is Wang Feng who wants to worship in your swamp pond, whether you want to accept it or not, you can do it yourself." ”

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Wang Feng and anyone else, and directly broke through the air, and it was only then that Wang Feng realized that he was actually a saint-level martial artist, because only a saint-level martial artist could walk in the air without any foreign objects.

For a while, only Wang Feng and his party and the seven thin figures were left in the entire venue, and in the face of all this, both sides didn't seem to know what to say.

Until the end, it was the man surnamed Diao who broke the deadlock, "You want to enter our swamp mén?" ”

Wang Feng nodded directly.

The seven of them couldn't help but glance at each other, but one of them, who looked older, suddenly said alertly, "Are you sent by them to steal my swamp pond?" ”

"What kind of mén faction is this, and why is there so much trouble in the mén faction?"

Wang Feng's heart immediately had such a thought.

But despite this, he still had to explain: "Seniors, do you think I seem to have been sent by them? ”

"Like" I didn't expect that there was more than one person who had such a question, and as Wang Feng's question came out, four of the seven people came up with this word.

Fortunately, at this time, the man surnamed Diao spoke again: "That's it, you go to meet our ancestor first." ”

"Master?" Wang Feng couldn't help but be stunned.

After that, following the man surnamed Diao, Wang Feng took the four giant brothers and climbed directly to the top of the mountain. Wang Feng found that on the back of this mountain is actually a cliff that is almost completely perpendicular to the ground, just below the cliff, there is a platform of about 30 square meters, and at the bottom of the platform, there is a black sè strange tree that is almost two people hugging each other.

Following the man surnamed Diao, Wang Feng climbed directly down the platform more than ten meters below the cliff with the help of the four giant brothers.

Only then did Wang Feng realize that at the bottom of the black sè strange tree, there was a figure sitting completely covered with moss and his long hair.

"Peerless?" Wang Feng immediately came up with such a word in his heart.

"Master, Elder Gangba brought a disciple and said that he wanted to join this mén."

As soon as these words fell, two rays of jīng light suddenly appeared under the long hair that was originally like a dead thing, and the jīng light fell directly on Wang Feng and the four giant brothers without blinking.

Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a feeling of being completely seen through again, in the face of this situation, Wang Feng couldn't help but feel a little helpless, and he didn't know if his breathing technique was too poor, or if all the people he encountered were perverts, this person actually completely ignored his breathing technique.

The eyes under the long hair clearly flashed a hint of jī, "Where are you from?" ”

The voice was very old, as if it hadn't spoken in a long time.

Wang Feng didn't hide it, and said directly: "Tianyi plane? ”

There was obviously no concept of the people under the long hair of the Tianyi plane, and seeing this, Wang Feng had no choice but to say directly: "That's a three-pole plane. ”

"You're a stowaway?" The figure under the elder seemed to have immediately guessed the origin of the matter.

Wang Feng nodded directly.

A long laugh suddenly came from under the long hair, and after that, he didn't pay any attention to the man surnamed Diao on the side, and said directly: "If you want to enter our swamp pond, it's very simple, you pay 10,000 purple gold coins and I will agree." ”

"Ah," Wang Feng and the man surnamed Diao exclaimed directly.

At this time, the figure under the long hair suddenly continued: "But if you want to cultivate the Fu Di Jue, then you have to pay another 20,000 purple gold coins." ”

Wang Feng's brows furrowed whole, although there is no free lunch in the world, but there is no such thing as asking for money, is he buying the exercises of their mén sect, or joining their sect?

"If you are willing to pay another 50,000 purple gold coins, I can accept you as a disciple."

"What" If the man surnamed Diao on the side was just surprised, then at this time, it had turned into fear.

The generation of this person in front of him, he knew very well that if he could become his personal disciple, even if he met the sect master in the Numpool Sect, he didn't need to salute again.

But this is secondary, and what frightened him even more was the old man's words, tens of thousands of purple gold coins, which was an astronomical amount even in the Demon Sea plane.

For a while, the entire platform sank, Wang Feng naturally could get this money, but if he could get it, it didn't mean that he could become a big wrongdoer.

In the past few days, Wang Feng has gotten a lot of things from the white-haired old man along the way, including several yào things that can heal his meridian damage, according to the white-haired old man, the price of those yào things is only 350,000 purple gold coins, even if his meridians are really seriously injured, he doesn't need to use a full 80,000 purple gold coins.

The figure under the long hair seemed to understand Wang Feng's inner thoughts, and directly spoke again: "Xiǎo guy, if I guessed correctly, your strength in the three-pole plane where you are should be a plane genius recognized by the Explorer Association." ”

"Plane genius?" The man surnamed Diao on the side couldn't help but have a trace of surprise on his face.