Chen Feng's face was suddenly shocked, and he said in a deep voice.

"On whose orders?"

"Hey, hey!"

The blood-clad monk sneered and did not answer. Such a gesture made Chen Feng's face look ugly, because he thought of a possibility!

"Whew!"

The blood-clothed monk casually threw Chen Feng a storage bag, and didn't say anything else, as if he was sure that Chen Feng understood what he meant, hesitated, and withdrew from Chen Feng slightly, this time this cultivator walked out of the main gate generously, but as soon as he left Chen Feng's cave mansion, his body collapsed like a puddle of water and melted into the shadows next to him, and he didn't know where to go.

In the cave mansion, Chen Feng's divine sense had been firmly locked on this person, and he was sure that this person had left before looking at the storage bag that had been sent.

"Is it the meaning of the head or ••••••" Chen Feng weighed the storage bag, thinking to himself secretly.

"Tear up!"

The storage bag did not recognize its owner, and Chen Feng easily took out the contents of the bag. However, Chen Feng looked at the three things floating in front of him, and his eyes gradually became a little strange. In front of him were three treasures quietly suspended, a cyan ancient talisman with a faint Buddha light, a blue magic sword, and a crystal bead sealed with the appearance of a strange bird.

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"Senior brother, this person is just an ordinary foundation building monk, is it worth treating him like this?

A whisper suddenly sounded on the side of a low cliff, and if you looked closely at the almost transparent air, there were two faint figures, which were clearly the mysterious Blood Cloak Pavilion monk who had just given Chen Feng's storage bag, and the other person was wearing a similar blood coat but the color was darker.

The blood-clothed monk who gave Chen Feng the storage bag did not speak, but instead swept his eyes meaningfully at the junior brother who had just entered the pavilion, and slowly shook his head. He recalled the feeling of palpitations he felt when he was locked by the other party's divine consciousness just now, just like facing the unfathomable Jiedan monk face to face, and he actually had a feeling that it was difficult to resist, which was really not a good taste. The man said lightly.

"He's not as simple as you see! If my guess is correct, if we encounter him outside the sect, the chance of survival will never exceed 30%!"

"What!"

"You don't want to think about it, this person has recently caused a lot of turmoil in the sect, can an ordinary monk do it?!"

The short monk was shocked, a little incredulous. He eventually smacked his lips and acquiesced. They are all people who survive on the verge of life and death every day, and they have an unimaginable sense of crisis!

"If this person is really so dangerous, then do I continue to carry out the order and continue to follow him ••••••?!"

The Blood-Clad Monk fell silent and pondered before speaking.

"With this person's terrifying supernatural ability to see through the shadow mystic technique at a glance, you probably have already been discovered by him, but he didn't break it. In this way, you won't be able to find any useful clues anyway, so cancel the mission!"

Hearing that Chen Feng saw through the secret technique of shadow transformation at a glance, the short monk raised his eyebrows again. He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought back to the ease of monitoring these days, and it was very likely that someone else deliberately let him see it.

"I really don't know, why did so many powerful monks suddenly appear in the sect!

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"Demon Suppression Fuli!"

Chen Feng pinched the sparkling talisman in his hand, and his face became extremely strange. The talisman in his hand looks like gold instead of gold, jade instead of jade, more like a page of peculiar copper foil, with a faint feeling of warmth and comfort. There are countless intertwined spiritual patterns engraved on the Fu Li, the Buddha's light is thin, held in the hand, and naturally gives birth to a kind of spiritual root pure and dust-free comfortable state of mind, Chen Feng carefully comprehended, and even the complicated mood has calmed down a lot recently.

This is the famous Demon Suppression Talisman of the Ancient Spirit Sect!

"What is the purpose?" Chen Feng suddenly lost his thoughts.

The Demon Suppression Talisman is different from the ordinary Fire Bullet Talisman Ice Needle Talisman, although it is a kind of high-level Talisman, but only a very few monks can make it, because in addition to some precious materials, the most important thing is to cultivate the Ancient Spirit Sect's famous Six Demon Suppression Skill Secret Techniques!

The real Demon Suppression Talisman is extremely powerful, and this kind of difficult talisman is usually only made by a monk who has a lot of mana, that is to say, this talisman in Chen Feng's hand is owned by the Ancestor of Jiedan. However, the demon suppression talisman in his hand is not of much value, this talisman looks like it was made decades ago, and it would be good to be able to exert two successful effects! Another crystal bead is also a treasure that has a great effect on resisting the magic power of the town.

"Zizi, Wang Yinyang!

Chen Feng couldn't help but laugh when he looked at these treasures that were especially aimed at the Six Dao Demon Suppression Skills, it seemed that it was not without benefit to fall into this whirlpool!

"I never expected it, this time it was the factional dispute of the sect that helped me! Hmph! If you want to use me Chen Feng as his whetstone, you are not afraid of grinding him to waste!" Chen Feng couldn't help but sneer when he thought of Wang Yinyang's background.

He suddenly picked up the last of the Sound Transmission Magic Sword, immediately cast a spell Divine Sense Transmission Sound into it, and then shot the magic sword out. After doing all this, Chen Feng took out a piece of silver star sand and cultivated silently.

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"His request is to guard the red concentrate?"

Wang Mengtian raised his eyebrows, originally he thought that Chen Feng would ask for some treasures, but he didn't expect it to be this request. The red essence ore is hundreds of thousands of miles away, and it is close to the Ziyun Sect, which is an important resource mine of the Ancient Spirit Sect, and the red essence iron mother produced can be used to refine magic weapons. Originally, it was guarded by Uncle Jiedan, but now that he gathers his strength, he can go and fall!

"Hey, hey, what a cunning boy!"

The more Wang Mengtian thought about it, the more he felt that Chen Feng was a shrewd choice to go to guard the Red Essence Mine, no matter whether Wang Mengtian's matter was successful or not, it would be difficult for the Gu Ling Sect to have a place for him! Staying away from here was indeed a very good choice.

"Since he wants to go, let him go! Anyway, there is no more of him, and no less of him!"

Wang Mengtian made his choice without too much hesitation. He turned his head again to stare at the Blood-Cloaked Monk in front of him.

"Where is Yin and Yang now?"

The blood-clothed monk paused, hesitated a little, and finally said slowly in Wang Mengtian's sword-like gaze.

Wang Yinyang has been fascinated since he saw Miss that day, and now he is waiting outside Miss's retreat. ”

The Blood-Cloaked Monk said cautiously.

However, the young lady didn't seem to react much to Wang Yinyang. ”

Wang Mengtian didn't know what to think when he heard this, and only sighed after a long time.

"Alas, you can't do anything, is it right or wrong? But the future of the sect still has to be given to them, and the whereabouts of this kid will be secretly revealed to Yin and Yang!"

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"It's really fast!"

Chen Feng crushed the special cyan magic sword with the word "quasi" printed on it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised. The task of guarding the red concentrate is exactly a "stay away mission" that he proposed with the Sound Transmission Sword. Since the head of the sect treats him as a gunman, he also has to charge a certain amount of interest, although he still feels a little angry in his heart, but the cultivation world is a place where he relies on strength to speak after all.

Now that the way to leave the sect has been settled, he also has to make some preparations in advance. After thinking about it, Chen Feng first made more than ten simple sound transmission swords and attached the news that he was going to leave the sect for a period of time and shot them out, but when it came time to decide whether to send a message to Li Siqing, Chen Feng hesitated.

"It's not a life-and-death parting, when did you become so indecisive!"

Chen Feng relentlessly cast the method again, made a sound transmission magic sword, and decisively spread the news. After doing this, Chen Feng cast another spell to remove the formation of his cave mansion and put it in the storage bag, especially the set of dark fire magic array that can kill and injure the monk of Jiedan, this time he went to the Purple Cloud Sect, and he didn't know what danger he would encounter, so it would be better to have an extra set of hole cards to deal with. Then, Chen Feng threw the Pingshan sword and jumped up himself, turned into a light and shot towards Fang City••••••

"Little friend, this wind jade sword weapon has been completely repaired, please take a look. ”

Chen Feng unceremoniously took the Fengyu Sword, looked at it aggressively, and soon let out a satisfied laugh, and then turned to leave.

Half an hour later, Chen Feng took the crystal scale shield back and went to Golden Tooth.

"So, that competition doesn't need to be compared?"

Chen Feng looked at Jin Ya'er with some surprise. As soon as he came here, Jin Ya'er actually informed him that the original agreed fighting method had been cancelled.

Jin Ya'er had both joy and a wry smile on her face, and shook the fat all over her body.

"Brother Chen made a big fuss in the market that day, and in the end, even the mysterious monk Jiedan took action, and everyone knew about it. When I learned that the opponent was you, how could the other party's shop dare to be your enemy, so I canceled the fight on the spot and sentenced me to win. Brother Chen is still powerful!"

Looking at Jin Ya'er's happy smile, Chen Feng didn't bother to explain the inside story, anyway, he didn't have to fight with the same level, he was happy to save effort, but Chen Feng didn't plan to let go of what he wanted.

"That's fine, since Brother Jin has successfully connected the line, what about the demon soul that was promised at the beginning?"

Chen Feng said lightly with the spiritual tea.

"Nature, nature!"

Jin Ya'er immediately understood, and respectfully took off the four cyan bags around her waist, obviously prepared, but after giving Jin Ya'er, a look of flesh pain secretly flashed in her eyes. These treasures are rare treasures!

Taking the bag, Chen Feng's consciousness was immersed in it, and he quickly retreated, but a satisfied smile appeared on his face. Glancing at the golden tooth, Chen Feng suddenly threw him a storage bag.

Jin Ya'er was sincerely frightened, and glanced at Chen Feng carefully.

"If you want to take it, you will take it!" Chen Feng said directly.

After confirming that Chen Feng was not the slightest dissatisfied, Jin Ya'er dared to probe his divine sense into it, and suddenly the little heartache in his heart disappeared.

Two days later, Chen Feng got everything ready after getting the order of the master, and directly drove the light out of the mountain gate of the Ancient Spirit Sect, but when Chen Feng walked away, he suddenly saw the monk waiting outside, his face became a little strange, but he still walked over.

"Brother Qu, we're meeting again!"

Qu Junli, who was meditating and waiting, was suddenly stunned, and saw a faint light flying, slowly revealing Chen Feng's figure. Suddenly, a frightened "surprised" expression appeared on the monkey-like face.

"How are you?!"

Chen Feng smiled, laughing a little playfully.

"Hehe, why can't it be me. ”

Qu Junli's expression changed several times, and finally he glanced at Chen Feng with great meaning and said with a smile.

"Naturally. With Chen Daoyou's help, it seems that this trip will not be lonely! I believe that other Taoist friends know Chen Daoyou's "big name", but Chen Daoyou may not know them, so the old man will introduce you to them. ”

Chen Feng nodded. In addition to the two of them, there are two people here, a middle-aged woman dressed in a flowing dress and a bit of beauty, and a thin old man with a scar on his face.

"This is the Huayue Fairy of Guangxiu Peak, and this is the sword ghost Yuanmo who is not as powerful as the old man. ”

"The two of you are friendly!"

The old man of the sword ghost and the fairy of Huayue secretly exchanged glances, and then returned the salute to Chen Feng respectively.

"Chen Daoyou is polite. ”

Chen Daoyou was polite. ”

At this point, it is no secret that Jiuhuai is about to suffer a catastrophe, and in the face of such a natural disaster, even the foundation building monks are powerless, and staying in the sect to keep warm is undoubtedly the best choice. However, several people still choose to go out at this time, and they must have their own secrets. The red concentrate was originally an important resource that needed to be guarded by the Jiedan monks, but now that the Jiedan monks have withdrawn to the sect, the situation there will definitely be more chaotic and dangerous, and if there is no strong strength, where to go is to be sent to death.

Chen Feng's divine sense secretly looked at the three of them, and so did the three of them. Both sides cleverly remained silent, acquiescing to this covert observation. After all, they will be together for a while to come.

The monkey-faced monk Qu Junli and the old cultivator known as the sword ghost are both veteran powerhouses in the late stage of foundation building, with a long breath and strong spiritual pressure. However, Qu Junli's aura was a little weird and gloomy, which should be due to the cultivation of Mu Kuigong. Qianyuan's aura was even more explosive and sharp, obviously a good hand with a knife. Chen Feng glanced at the Huayue Fairy without leaving a trace, and a trace of essence flashed in his eyes. Huayue Fairy only has the cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, but it faintly gives him a sense of danger, if she either hides her cultivation or has some kind of extremely powerful hole card! This can also be seen from the fact that Huayue Fairy can intersect with the sword ghost and other late-stage monks.

The consciousness of everyone present lingered, and their eyes changed constantly. The Sword Ghost and the Huayue Fairy were even more curious about Chen Feng, of course they had heard of Chen Feng's name, with one enemy and three not falling behind, this magical power was no longer under the ordinary late-stage monks, but it was enough to intersect with their peers.