Chapter 81: The Son with a Thousand Faces

The speed of the two was very fast, and in less than half an hour, they appeared in the place where the puppet king's secret realm was opened, and they also encountered two demon beasts along the way, but they all avoided the past, and there was no great danger.

Zheng Feng stopped, looked up at the hundreds of places in front of him, there were no cluttered stones, a towering rock palace, towering in the midst of the chaotic stone forest.

Legend has it that the puppet king Wanda lived in the Stone Forest for a period of time before his death, and this rock palace was his former residence.

After tens of thousands of years and the baptism of time, this rock palace still stands here, but it looks pitted on the surface, with very obvious traces of differentiation.

Within a hundred meters of the Rock Palace, there were no cluttered stones, and it was shrouded in a layer of invisible power, after so many years, this power still existed, which showed the terror of the puppet king Wanda.

At the entrance of the main hall are two ten-meter-high stone doors, exuding a heavy and vicissitudes of life, and the position in front of them is crowded with many monks, and they are gathered together.

These are all monks below the Jindan period in the Northern Regions, most of them are disciples of the five major sects, and a small number of them are scattered cultivators, the forces of the five major sects occupy the front position, and those scattered scattered cultivators can only be scattered on the periphery.

Zheng Feng walked over slowly, and the scattered cultivators on the periphery saw his appearance, staring at him vigilantly one by one, like the eyes of a hungry wolf.

Most of the cultivation resources in the Northern Regions are controlled by the five major sects, so the cultivation of loose cultivation is very difficult, and without the spirit stone elixir, it is impossible to improve the cultivation, so they will also play the role of robbers.

Therefore, there are often disciples of the sect who are killed by loose cultivators when they go out, just like Xu Tao, the slaughterer who was killed in the auction house before, as long as these people find that you are weaker than them, they will swarm up, like a pack of hungry wolves, and eat you up a little bit.

Zheng Feng released the aura of cultivation on his body, and he was also a master in the early stage of foundation building, with a cold aura in his eyes, and he glanced coldly at the past.

Most of the scattered cultivators along the way were Qi cultivators, and there were only a dozen monks in the foundation building period, and when they found his cultivation in the early stage of foundation building, they lowered their heads one by one, not daring to look directly at each other's eyes.

Zheng Feng walked forward slowly, found a remote corner and stopped, he didn't want to go to the station of the Spirit Beast Sect in front, where Bai Yue led the team and came with the task of the sect, if he joined it, it would be inconvenient to act at that time.

Randomly found a flat boulder, more than three meters long, lying on the ground, covered with cracks, he gently waved his sleeves to brush away the dust on it, and then sat cross-legged on it, waiting for the puppet king's secret realm to open.

The Ji Demon Flower behind him sat beside him, a faint fragrance wafted into his nose, making people's blood flow unconsciously faster, Zheng Feng found that even if his cultivation was improved to the early stage of foundation building, there was still no way to stop the aura emanating from the other party's body.

Ji Demon Flower's natural charming body, a random movement, all with provocative doubts, plus a glamorous face, is even more charming.

Zheng Feng strangely found that the aura on her body seemed to have weakened a little, if his divine sense was not strong enough, he would not be able to find it, but the bewitching aura exuded from her body was even stronger, and looking at her, he had a feeling that his mind was being robbed.

He immediately carefully concentrated, although the other party's cultivation was somewhat weakened, but the charm technique was even stronger, and he wondered in his heart, what kind of exercises was Ji Demon Flower practicing, so weird.

Looking around casually, he suddenly felt a sense of helplessness, and he could feel that the eyes around him were always looking at this place as if they were nothing.

One after another, the blazing gaze fell on the bewitching woman beside him, and the undisguised lust on his face, if it weren't for the cultivation of the two of them, he would have pounced on him and devoured the demon peanut alive.

And Ji Demon Hua, who was sitting on the side, seemed to be unaware, perhaps she had long been accustomed to this kind of attention, and the expression on her face seemed to be a little proud, and she glanced at Zheng Feng with all kinds of amorous feelings.

Zheng Feng suddenly felt his heart flutter, and quickly withdrew his gaze, his gaze fell on a hunchbacked old man in the distance, although the other party changed his appearance, he still remembered this person's breath.

In his previous life, he didn't fight with this person, and if this hunchbacked old man returned to his original appearance, he was actually a handsome young man, who had the cultivation of the late stage of foundation building, and was famous in the casual cultivation.

The man with a thousand faces, this person often appears in various places in different appearances, and other loose cultivators are robbing money, but this guy is robbing color.

Almost a few female disciples of the five major sects have been violated by this person, and the most famous of them is that the Thousand-Faced Son pretended to be a personable loose cultivator and seduced the descendant of an elder of the Crystal Palace.

As one of the five major sects in the Northern Regions, the Crystal Palace has very special requirements for accepting disciples, and it must require a woman with killing intent and a good posture before it can be accepted as a disciple.

Therefore, the disciples of the five major sects are looking for Taoist companions, and the first target is the female disciples of the Crystal Palace, so the status of the Crystal Palace is very special in the Northern Regions, and its strength can be described as the lowest, but for so many years, it has not been attacked by anything.

After he toyed with this woman from the Crystal Palace, he actually abolished her cultivation and sold her to a brothel in the mortal world, and her fate can be imagined.

Eventually, the elder of the Crystal Palace used secret methods to search for her descendants, and finally saw her descendants being ravaged by mortals in a brothel.

As a result, it can be imagined that the elder suddenly burst into smoke, angrily killed the entire brothel, and then launched various connections to arrest the Thousand-Faced Son.

This person is proficient in the art of changing breath and escaping, so he has not been caught, and the other party's eyes looking at Ji Demon Flower seem to be very clear, without the slightest **, but he was still discovered by Zheng Feng.

Others may not recognize it, Zheng Feng will not admit his mistake, in his previous life, when Zheng Guo and Yun Guo were fighting, this guy didn't know where to come out, and actually came forward to help Zheng Guo, Zheng Guo was in a weak position at that time, and a monk in the late stage of foundation building surrendered and accepted it immediately.

As a result, this guy's target was actually his sister Ruoqiu, and he almost let him succeed, how could he not make Zheng Feng angry, when he broke through to the Jindan period, he deliberately chased and killed the thousand-faced son, but he still escaped.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Zheng Feng's eyes, this pervert actually dared to hit his sister Ruoqiu with his idea, he didn't kill him in his previous life, and he must be broken into pieces in this life.

The thousand-faced son's sense was very sensitive, and he seemed to have discovered his killing intent, and thought that he was staring at Ji Demon Flower, which caused this person's disgust, and he immediately smiled apologetically, turned around, and pretended to be a decent gentleman.

"That guy is not simple, Childe has a grudge against him, do you want the slave family to help?" Ji Youhua's delicate voice sounded next to his ears, with a hint of temptation.

"No, I'll take care of it myself. Zheng Feng was like a piece of cold wood, motionless.

"It's really a cold stone!" Ji Youhua secretly thought in her heart, all the other people would be attracted to her, but this guy in front of him seemed to have no seven emotions and six desires, and he was lukewarm to her all the way, and he had a feeling of being bored with himself.

Both of them fell silent, ignoring the fiery gazes around them, and sat quietly on top of the boulder, waiting for the puppet king's secret realm to open.

He quietly looked at the disciples of the five major sects in front of him, the Spirit Beast Sect was led by Bai Yue, and there were more than a dozen disciples in the Qi cultivation period sitting behind him, among them was Duan Impermanence, his cultivation was still in the middle stage of Qi cultivation.

Next to him were the disciples of the Crystal Palace, more than a dozen fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls gathered together, chattering and not knowing what they were discussing, but it brought a trace of vitality to this lifeless stone forest.

At the front of this group of girls sat a woman about twenty years old, this woman's name was Bingyue, a cultivator in the later stage of foundation building, Zheng Feng knew what would happen in three hundred years, and she would become the head of the Crystal Palace in the future.

Bingyue was wearing a white dress, with a soft blue silk around her waist, tied into an elegant bow, and her ink-colored hair was about to fall to her waist, scattered behind her back at will. The skin is as clear as jade, without powder, giving people a fresh and elegant feeling.

Zheng Feng's gaze looked to the other side, there was the territory of the Yin Ghost Sect, everyone was wrapped in a black robe, and the Yin Qi on their bodies was very heavy, looking from a distance, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling.

Leading the team in front was an old man in the late stage of foundation building, Zheng Feng had seen this person in Yanyang Valley before, holding a cane, and he didn't know what his name was.

Next to the Yin Ghost Sect is the Blood Spirit Sect, all of them are wearing a blood-red robe, and their bodies exude a smell of blood, but all of them are a group of disciples in the Qi cultivation period, and there is no master to lead the team.

On the opposite side of the Blood Spirit Gate, there were the disciples of the Qingfeng Gate, a group of people wearing cyan robes, carrying long swords behind their backs, staring angrily at the disciples of the Blood Spirit Gate opposite, and their leader was not there.

Zheng Feng's eyes showed a hint of doubt, it seemed that there was a conflict between the disciples of the Blood Spirit Sect and the disciples of the Qingfeng Sect, and the leaders of the two sects were not there.

Time passed slowly, and it was getting closer and closer to the opening of the puppet king's secret realm, and the scattered cultivators on the periphery all stood up one by one, ready to act at any time.

At this time, two rays of light suddenly flew from the sky, one in front was a bright red blood light, and the other in the back was a cyan sword light, as if they were chasing and catching up, and in the blink of an eye, they fell in the air not far from everyone.

"First year of junior high school, I'm here to give your master face, if you are entangled again, don't blame me for being polite!" The blood light stopped in mid-air, revealing the figure inside, with an impatient look, it was the blood demon.

"Don't speak wildly here, you Blood Spirit Sect disciples are bold enough to kill our Qingfeng Sect disciples, I won't teach you a lesson today, and we really have no one in our Qingfeng Sect!"

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, water chestnut angles, sharp eyes, under the feet of the first year of junior high school, stepping on a wide giant sword, the body exudes the cultivation of the middle stage of the foundation building period, which is weaker than the cultivation of the late stage of the blood demon's foundation building, but the momentum is amazing, and it is not weak at all.

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