Peerless Martial Soul

Chen Feng knows well: Every husband is innocent, but he is guilty.

If others know that he is carrying a treasure, I am afraid that he will cause a catastrophe. If nothing else, Nei Zong will not know how much he wants to open his dantian and take the treasure!

So he remained silent.

This made the disciples think that he acquiesced to Zhao Duanliu's words.

The disciples were stunned again. No one thought that Chen Feng, who was extremely talented, powerful, and ranked nineteenth in the rookie list, had such a big hidden danger in his body!

Many people's eyes changed when they saw him.

Reverence and respect have become compassion, disdain, and contempt.

Such people are destined to have no future.

A glimmer of gloat flashed in Yang Jingtian's eyes, and he said in his heart: "Trash, it's still a trash."

Han Yuer waited for a few disciples from outside the sect, but stood firmly beside Chen Feng.

They are full of confidence in Chen Feng and will not be shaken by Zhao Duanliu's few words.

Everyone left one after another, Zhao Duanliu also left, leaving only Chen Feng and others.

Han Yu'er shook her fist and said, "Junior Brother, don't think too much. The Chief Instructor may not know what is going on with you! Besides, even if what he said is true, it is not impossible."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Later, Chen Feng went to the Nei Zong Wu Ji Pavilion.

In the Nei Zong Wu Ji Pavilion, surrounded by green trees, there is a cliff of ten thousand meters behind, surrounded by cliffs, and the terrain is dangerous.

At the gate of the Martial Arts Pavilion, an old man in a green robe was playing chess.

He has only one person, one shot on his left hand and one shot on his right hand, but he is playing against himself. But he was not at all impatient, but attentive.

When Chen Feng arrived, he frowned, holding a chess piece in his right hand, undecided, not knowing where to put it.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng eased his steps, walked to his side, stood quietly, and looked down at the chess game.

He can't understand, but he is patient and does not urge.

The sun shone, through the shade of the trees, and dropped golden spots on the ground.

In the afternoon, the sun, the green trees, the old man, and the chess game formed a peaceful and quiet picture.

Of course, there is also the handsome boy in white clothes beside him.

Chen Feng waited for half an hour before the old man dropped the chess piece, and then he looked at the chess game and laughed, very happy, as if he had solved a puzzle.

After laughing for a while, the old man raised his head and looked at Chen Feng, his eyes flashed with admiration, and he smiled and said, "Have you waited for a long time?"

"Yes." Chen Feng said honestly.

The old man sighed: "Nowadays, there are not many patient young people like you."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "This is what it should be."

"The juniors are here to receive the reward."

With that, Chen Feng handed the jade charm to the old man.

The old man took the jade talisman and took a look. He was a little surprised: "So you are Chen Feng? The top ten disciples of the foreign sect?

Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes."

When the old man looked at him again, his eyes became closer: "Good thing, good thing! The old man is also born in the outer sect. How prosperous we were originally from the outer sect? Every year, just a disciple who is qualified to enter the inner sect. , There were at least fifty people, and the other hospitals were breathless."

Chen Feng was a little surprised when he heard it.

He smiled bitterly: "Senior, the current situation is completely the opposite of what it used to be. Now it is our outer sect's disciple who is overwhelmed by the people in the other courtyard."

"Yes, this situation began to occur about thirty years ago. There are fewer and fewer outstanding disciples of the outer sect. There are fewer and fewer disciples with potential. Every year there are 50 disciples who are eligible to enter the inner sect. It became thirty, twenty again, and now there are only ten left."

A trace of worry flashed between the old man's eyebrows: "No one knows what happened."

He changed the subject and said: "This disciple of the inner sect, I heard that the overall situation is not bad, especially you, who performed extremely well in the Zhushan Fudi Competition. After killing two powers of the gods, he also awakened. I have lost a sixth-grade Huang ranked martial arts spirit. We old guys were very pleased after hearing about it."

He patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Practice hard and give the outer sect a sigh of relief!"

Chen Feng straightened his back: "The kid will live up to the expectations of his predecessors!"

"Ok."

The old man nodded: "You have made great contributions to the sect in Zhushan Fudi. With this jade talisman, you can enter the second floor of the martial arts pavilion and choose four martial arts or martial arts. The time limit is half an hour."

The Huang-level exercises correspond to the martial artist's Houtian realm and Shenmen realm.

Generally speaking, the martial arts and martial arts that can be contacted and practiced in the acquired realm are basically from the first yellow to the fourth yellow. However, the skills and martial arts above the fourth grade of the yellow rank can only be encountered in the gods.

Nei Zong Wu Ji Pavilion has five floors.

The first level of martial arts and martial arts, yellow level third to fifth grade.

On the second floor, from fifth to seventh yellow grade.

On the third floor, from seventh to ninth yellow grade.

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As for the fourth level, it is mysterious and inexplicable. Very few people have been inside, and even very few people know what is inside!