When master and apprentice met, Pei Feng told his master some of his experiences after coming down from the mountain.
He listened silently and pondered for a long time.
"You must not go back to the Seven Kills Sect now." Gan Mo analyzed: "Jiuyou City cannot suppress the Seven Kills Sect. What's more, you are only Jiuyou City's benefactor and have not become Jiuyou City's son-in-law."
"But if I delay in returning and return the order, I will expose myself."
Qian Mo nodded slightly, "Yes! But once your identity is exposed, the Seven Kills Sect will take action immediately. Don't forget, you still have the "Taikoo Tianjie" on you. Even if your identity is not exposed, the Seven Kills Sect will pursue you for killing a fellow sect. For this crime, we will carry out a clean-up mission on you. You will not escape disaster."
Pei Feng only felt chilled. Is it really necessary for him to accompany this clone that he worked so hard to refine to the Seven Kills Sect in order to escape?
"At this point, there is only one way to go."
Pei Feng immediately pricked up his ears.
"Go to the Demon City and seek refuge with the Ghost Saint."
"Hey! How long has it been? You still keep making jokes like this. If I become a scumbag for the Demon Sect, how can I have the face to meet my ancestors?"
Qian Mo chuckled twice and said seriously: "Did you find out the whereabouts of the third soul pearl in the Central Plains?"
"not yet."
Qian Mo said: "Back then, your tribe mobilized the great formation and dispersed the five beads to five areas of the world. You have obtained the Western Region Power Soul Bead and the Eastern Earth Quick Soul Bead. The Soul Bead in the Central Plains will definitely be able to reveal it to you. Open up many secrets.”
Pei Feng didn't understand what he meant.
Qian Mo continued: "Master, he will not make any useless move. Have you ever thought about why the five soul beads fly to five different areas?"
"Of course our ancestors were worried that the five plants would fall into the same hands. If an evil person gets the power of the five plants at the same time..." When Pei Feng said this, he thought of something and his body froze.
"If that's the case, why didn't Master take away all the five soul beads? Even if the Soul-Eating Sect has great skills, they wouldn't dare to attack the Fantasy Mist Immortal Valley."
"Is the immortal here to show me the way?"
Qian Mo immediately said: "That must be the case. Think about it, what did you get when you got the Soul Bead?"
Pei Feng blurted out. "Valley of Love..."
If you think about it carefully, the Soul Bead that fell in the wild forest was actually a lead that led Pei Feng to where he is now.
Without the Power Soul Pearl, there would be no battle at Tianyu Mountain. Pei Feng would not know Venerable Dali, nor Su Yu, Mu Jianfeng, and Lan Xiaoyu. There are no beast masters, alchemists, or corpse chasers in the Qing Valley now.
According to Xiaoyu, the soul beads scattered in southern Xinjiang are now in the corpse of the dead. This in turn will lead him to the Ghost Realm.
As for the Speedy Soul Bead. He easily won it back from Qin Yue. It seemed like he was just lucky. In fact, the Suhun Pearl has made him inextricably linked to the Demon Sect of the West Wasteland and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Mountain in the East.
"My ancestors asked me to travel all over the continent."
"Yes. This is Master's intention. Only after you have passed through the five areas of the mainland will you be able to participate in the future catastrophe."
"At that time, I will be qualified to meet my ancestors." Pei Feng suddenly realized.
Qian Mo said leisurely: "This time, as my teacher, I will go to the Central Plains with you. Maybe if we find the third soul bead, we can survive this disaster."
Although Qian Mo's remarks gave Pei Feng a glimmer of hope, finding a pearl in the vast Central Plains was like looking for a needle in a haystack, and the hope was slim.
"Don't be so frustrated, maybe the way to break the situation is right in front of you."
Pei Feng didn't understand Master's blind optimism.
Qian Mo smiled and said: "Never doubt Xian Weng's plan. In Master's chess game, there is never a real dead end. Because Master will not make a move in a fatal game."
Qianmo went to pack his bags. Pei Feng carefully savored what his master just said.
If the God descendants were destroyed, it would be a dead end, so the immortal didn't take action. But the immortal chose to entrust Ye Canghai to help him, which shows that he is a living chess player. Then life and death are in your own hands.
"I am a living chess. I am a living chess." Pei Feng muttered a few words, "The step to resurrection is right in front of you. What is it?"
There's not much to take away. There is the white jade statue of the immortal in the Huanwu Hall, the poison developed by Qian Mo, and several high-end alchemy furnaces.
The old man did not take any of the herbs in the Medicine Valley. All left to Wuji Sect.
The old man watered and fertilized the herbs for the last time. There was reluctance in his eyes.
"Hey, Master, don't worry, the herbs in the Ice and Fire Realm are ten thousand times better than those in our Medicine Valley."
"No matter how good it is, it still belongs to the golden roc, the mythical beast."
Pei Feng said with a smile: "You don't know something. Although Senior Jin Peng has a very high level of cultivation, he has no research on alchemy. He wishes that a senior alchemist would take care of those herbs. As long as we give him some refined products The elixirs are used as rent. That place is still ours."
"Oh?" Qian Mo couldn't help but his heartbeat quickened. "Is this true?"
"Disciple, there is absolutely no lies."
"You really found a good place. So what are you waiting for? Let's go."
"Aren't you going to say goodbye to the leader?"
Qian Mo said: "Xianyun has already gone to the Hidden Immortal Valley in Southern Xinjiang. Now Xiao Yu of Wuji Sect is in charge of the overall situation. I have nothing to say goodbye to him as a junior. Let's go now."
"Master, is the situation in southern Xinjiang so serious?"
"It's hard to explain in one sentence. You must have been to Xingkui Peak. Girl Jingxin took away most of the disciples. Wuji Sect only has some young boys and remnant soldiers who have not recovered from serious injuries." Qianmo sighed softly, "Maybe the Southern Border Guards It won’t be long.”
The few terms shocked Pei Feng. Youqing Valley is located in the Western Region, and he himself is in the Central Plains. There is no smell of gunpowder smoke at all. But it is not difficult to imagine what kind of brutal fighting is going on outside the Southern Border Beast Territory.
"If there are no more sects to support Hidden Immortal Valley, five years at most..." Qian Mo did not finish his words.
Pei Feng felt a bone-chilling chill. He has seen the beast tide in the wild forest. The Death Swamp Forest is ten times and a hundred times larger than the Desolate Forest. Once the ferocious beasts break through the blockade and form a large-scale beast tide, Pei Feng cannot imagine the scene.
The feeling of powerlessness made Pei Feng breathless.
How far can he grow in five years? If the current Love Valley goes to the Southern Border Beast Territory, the only result will be to be swallowed up by the tide of beasts.
And compared to the catastrophe that destroyed the heaven and earth, the beast tide in southern Xinjiang was nothing. There is still a long way to go in the Valley of Love.
"Let's go. Feng'er, do what you should do now."
An earth-shaking loud noise exploded at the bottom of the Ice Fire Lake. The entire territory of Ice and Fire was shaken.
The golden-winged roc and the phantom ice bear took action at the same time to stabilize the sudden earthquake.
A white line between Jiuyang Lake and Xuanbing Lake is like a burning fire cooking oil, making a harsh stinging sound.
"Brother, what happened?"
Jin Peng focused his eyes and probed his consciousness into the lake of ice and fire. After a long while, he shook his head slightly and said, "There is a change at the bottom of the lake. I can't see the details clearly."
"Then what are the two masters and disciples doing down there?" the Phantom Ice Bear said in a loud voice.
"They can't make such a big noise."
"Shall we go down and take a look?"
"No!" Jin Peng looked solemn.
While talking, two people flew out of the lake. It was Pei Feng and Mu Jianping.
Both of them were breathing heavily.
Ice Bear immediately asked: "What happened down there?"
Mu Jianping said: "The black ice at the bottom of the lake cracked."
Jin Peng's face became increasingly ugly. "Is there anything coming out of it?"
Pei Feng said: "That's not true. I have explored the cracks and found nothing unusual. It's just that the temperature in the cracks seems to be lower."
Jin Peng was silent for a long time. Then he wrapped his body in a golden light and sank into the Xuanbing Lake to see for himself.
At the bottom of the lake, on the black ice as smooth as a mirror, a crack that was about ten feet long and five feet wide appeared. This crack is not too deep. You can see the bottom at a glance. Jin Peng personally went into the cracks to detect. Nothing unusual.
As Pei Feng said, the temperature in the crack is actually lower than the extreme temperature of Xuan Bing.
After returning to the lake, Jin Peng's expression softened a little.
"Jianping, never practice in that crack in the future. With your cultivation level, you cannot withstand the cold air inside."
Mu Jianping bowed to Jin Peng.
Jin Peng looked at Pei Feng again, pondered for a moment, and then Jin Peng said: "Master of the Wind Valley, please follow me. I have something to say to you."
