On the second day after the eight immortal sects had discussed the strategy to obtain the Thirteen Artifacts, Zhou Feng had already packed his bags early in the morning.
He didn't want to stay in this immortal sect for a moment. If he sat in this cage for a long time, he would really sink deeper and deeper.
After hearing too many compliments from his junior brothers and sisters, he didn't realize that he would take them seriously.
After all, in this world, nice words are so moving and fascinating.
If you are not careful, you will get stuck in it and be unable to extricate yourself, thereby harming yourself, and the gain will outweigh the loss.
Even if the road to obtain the artifact is extremely difficult and dangerous, it is still better than being in the Immortal Sect all day long, being watched by everyone, and having nowhere to escape.
Master Zhang Xu, like in his previous life, gave him a map on which the locations of the thirteen artifacts were drawn.
It's just that there are some artifacts that no one in the Immortal Sect knows yet. Where are they? Therefore, this map is not complete.
On the day when the golden elixir shattered, he had only found three artifacts, but one thing made him confused.
Since the Immortal Sect wanted to use him to obtain the artifact, why did all the Immortal Sects impatiently want him to die before half of the artifact was collected?
This doesn't seem to be in line with the virtues of Xianmen Baijia? Could it be because the Xianmen Baijia encountered some major event? So you want to attack him in advance?
Zhou Feng came to the main hall again and said goodbye to his master, his brothers and his sisters, as well as the Shuangmo Palace disciples.
"Master, I'm going to say goodbye. Zhou Feng may be gone for a long time. I hope that the junior brothers and sisters will practice hard. When the senior brother comes back, I hope that Shuangmo Palace will be more prosperous."
Everyone showed their true feelings when they heard what Senior Brother Zhou Feng said. Some junior brothers and sisters who had tears in their eyes secretly wiped away tears when they saw that Senior Brother was about to leave.
Because, senior brother, has always taken good care of them.
If Zhou Feng had not experienced death on that day at Zhuxiantai, he would have been deceived and moved to tears.
But now there is only indifference in his heart. The true feelings shown by his junior brothers and sisters in front of him are all fake.
But he still had to hold back the discomfort in his heart and pretend to be reluctant to let go of his junior brothers, sisters, and master.
Now, Zhou Feng can feel the same. I think the junior brothers and sisters must have found it extremely difficult the moment they smiled at him.
After all, it's quite helpless to have to face people you hate so much every day and still not be able to reveal the identity of the senior brother they respect on the surface.
He held Duan Chen tightly in his hand and took a deep breath. Now, Duan Chen's sword is the only thing that is most sincere to him.
No matter spring, summer, autumn or winter, severe cold or heat, life or death, only Duan Chen will always be by his side, never leaving.
He was destined to be alone in this journey. From now on, only he and Duan Chen would walk together, relying on each other.
Zhou Feng raised the Dust-breaking Sword in his hand and said goodbye to everyone in Shuangmo Palace. He took one step...two steps...three steps and finally stepped out of the hall.
Something seemed to be lifted off his body. For some reason, Zhou Feng felt extremely relaxed at this moment.
But this sense of relaxation was blown away by a breeze.
Zhou Feng quickly tensed up his nerves again. On the way there, he not only asked for the artifact, but also wanted to revive the Demon Palace.
Otherwise, with his own strength, even if he adds the power of the artifact, even if he temporarily forces the Immortal Sect back, he will not be able to completely frighten them.
Only by taking sole control and standing at the pinnacle of heaven and earth can he completely compete with the eight immortal sects.
Zhou Feng went down the mountain and left Shuangmo Palace, but the disciples were still surrounding the hall and refused to disperse.
At this moment, Luo Xiyao was kneeling in the main hall. Zhang Xu looked at the only disciple with the blood of a goddess among the eight immortal sects and said to her.
"You have the blood of a goddess, so you should know your mission. This time Zhou Feng asks for the artifact. It's up to you to monitor him along the way."
Zhang Xu threw another map exactly like Zhou Feng's to Luo Xiyao.
The junior brothers and sisters looked solemn, and they all clasped their fists and bowed cautiously to Luo Xiyao.
"Goddess Luo, all of our disciples have a grudge against the Demon Palace. I hope that Goddess will be careful in everything he does when he goes there. Supervise the demon species in the Demon Palace and don't let him escape the control of our Immortal Sect. If not, the Immortal Sect needs him to obtain the artifact for the time being. , we will definitely not let him go."
When Luo Xiyao heard the names of her junior brothers and sisters, she felt that the heavy responsibility on her body was like a mountain, pressing on her heart.
"I understand, please rest assured." Luo Xiyao also put on her own luggage, clenched the Scarlet Xiao Sword in her hand, and answered all the junior brothers and sisters.
Although this matter of the Immortal Sect is against humane principles, she has the blood of a goddess, and the blood flowing in her body is flowing in her body.
He kept telling her that the Immortal Sect and the Demonic Palace had a blood feud that would never stop until death.
The relationship between her and her senior brother Zhou Feng only started in order to complete the plan of achieving a pill in a hundred days.
Thinking about it this way, she would not feel guilty for having failed her senior brother Zhou Feng.
"Elder, what are your arrangements for me next?" Zhou Yan started to speak next to him. Zhang Xu originally intended for Zhou Yan and Zhou Feng to go together to obtain the artifact.
But since Zhou Feng chose to go alone, he might as well change his strategy.
"It doesn't matter, you can lead your junior brothers and sisters to practice first. After Zhou Feng has obtained the first divine weapon, he will come back. This matter of respecting heaven has not been completely completed yet. When he comes back, I will make another one for you. arrange."
Zhou Yan appeared to be from Shuangmo Palace, but in fact, he was a disciple of Hunyuan Sect. The real Zhou Yan died when he was five years old.
He replaced the dead Zhou Yan, grew up in this Shuangmo Palace, and lurked here.
He was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity to overthrow Shuangmo Palace, so that their Hunyuan Sect could reach the top of the eight immortal sects.
Currently, among the eight immortal sects, Shuangmo Palace ranks first, so Shuangmo Palace has very great power.
During the discussion, Shuangmo Palace had the absolute right to make the decision. The Hunyuan Sect was already secretly very dissatisfied with the Shuangmo Palace. The other major immortal sects also had this idea, but they did not dare to reveal it, so they chose to let the Hunyuan Sect make this decision. Head sheep.
He approached Zhou Feng not just to monitor Zhou Feng. If Zhou Feng succeeded in taking back the artifact, and if he could reap the benefits, then it would be just around the corner for their Hunyuan Sect to become the number one among the immortal sects!
This Zhou Feng actually slashed his body three times with such sharp swords that the wounds almost tore his bones apart!
It was obviously just a crack, but the immortal energy left behind by the Duan Chen Sword was very majestic and huge.
Zhou Fengke is the first person in the immortal sect to practice immortal arts, and he controls the strength of the sword energy very skillfully.
Although Zhou Yan's wound seemed small, the sword hit the vital point. These three sharp sword blows were enough for Zhou Yan to recuperate for half a year.
Zhou Yan hit the wooden table with his fist, his face was ferocious, his eyes were gloomy, he remembered the revenge of these three swords.
When Zhou Feng kneels down to him, he must return these three swords to Zhou Feng! No, not nearly enough! He must make Zhou Feng's life worse than death! Otherwise, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in his heart!
