When Yi Xifeng returned to his residence, it was already late at night. He looked at the wine gourd in his hand and couldn't help but smacked his lips.
"It was such a lonely three days!"
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In the Mo Dan Palace, a handsome man in a purple robe was facing a figure with his hands clasped in his fists and kneeling on one knee.
"Disciple Wei Wuji, meet the master!"
Elder Zeng Feng nodded and said calmly:
"Get up."
"Thank you, Master."
After saying this, Wei Wuji stood up and stood aside.
The second elder stared at his eyes for a long time without seeing any other evil thoughts in his eyes. Then he sighed and said slowly:
"I called you here today because I want to ask you for some opinions."
"Master, it's okay to say it," Wei Wuji replied.
Elder Zeng Feng walked down the steps, came to the purple-robed young man, and asked him sideways:
"What do you think is the situation in this secret realm today?"
"It is natural that the divine religion is the only one." Wei Wuji said bluntly without any thought.
Zeng Feng curled his lips, smiled slightly, and said:
"Oh? Why isn't one family the big one and two families the small one, forming a three-legged stance?"
Wei Wuji frowned after hearing this, as if he was worried and did not rush to answer.
Seeing this, Zeng Feng patted him on the shoulder and encouraged: "It doesn't hurt to talk."
After Wei Wuji pondered for a moment, he snorted coldly and said disdainfully:
"The Zhenwu Hall and the casual cultivators on the sea are not worthy of being enemies of the divine religion. The so-called "two families are small" is just an exaggeration to comfort themselves."
The second elder frowned and asked:
"Oh? Why did you say that?"
Wei Wuji continued:
"In this secret realm, the people of the Divine Sect can come and go as they please, and their resources and strength are constantly improving. On the other hand, Zhenwu Hall and the casual cultivators on the sea have also improved, but the progress is slow, and each of the casual cultivators on the sea is for himself. The war is scattered and has no cohesion. To say that it is a third-party force is really flattering them.
Although Zhenwutang is much stronger than them, it is still weak and weak in strength, and is not enough to pose a threat to the divine religion.
If these casual cultivators on the sea are like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Zhenwutang is just a slightly bigger ram. "
"How dare you, such a bold villain, to humiliate your sect like this?" Zeng Feng frowned and scolded the purple-robed young man angrily.
Wei Wuji was so frightened that he knelt down on one knee, clasped his fists in his hands, and did not dare to say anything.
"Do you know your sin?" The second elder walked up to the purple-robed young man and stared at him.
Wei Wuji was dissatisfied and retorted:
"Everything Wuji said is true, why is there anything wrong?!"
"You, evildoer!" Zeng Feng tapped him vigorously with his trembling index finger, but was speechless for a long time.
After a long time, after sighing, the second elder waved his sleeves and slowly walked back to the stage, with his back to Wei Wuji.
After a while, Zeng Feng finally spoke:
"Get up."
When Wei Wuji heard this, he didn't get up.
"Disciple doesn't dare."
When Zeng Feng saw this, he stopped trying to persuade him and asked slowly:
"Wuji, how long have you been with my master?"
"It's been seventeen years since I returned to my master."
The second elder turned his back to him and spoke again:
"I have a lot of things to do as a teacher these days, and I can't get away from it. But I have a few things that I need you to do. Are you willing?"
"Wuji is willing to work hard for the master!"
Zeng Feng nodded, picked up the tea cup next to him and took a slow sip of tea, and then said to him:
"Get up."
This time, Wei Wuji wisely did not insist, but stood up and said:
"Thank you, Master."
Elder Zeng Feng took out his sleeve, took out a piece of letterhead, and said to the young man in purple robe:
"Come forward and let me tell you what to do."
"Yes." Wei Wuji slowly walked up the steps and stood next to the second elder.
The second elder handed the letter to the young man in purple robe and said:
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"Don't ask too many questions, don't think too much, just follow the description in the letter and get it done. Do you remember?"
"Disciple, I will obey my master's orders." Wei Wuji lowered his head and promised, silently took the letter and put it into his sleeve.
Elder Zeng Feng waved his sleeves and said:
"Back off."
"Yes, Master." The young man in purple robe turned around and slowly walked out of the hall.
Zeng Feng looked at his back for a long time until he left the hall and disappeared.
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Late at night, a man wearing a mask and night clothes walked quickly between the beams of the Zhenwu Hall. When he reached the upper floor of the Zhongyuan Hall, his figure flashed and disappeared.
In the underground palace of Zhongyuan Hall, the man in black bowed deeply to the person in front of him and said slowly:
"Headmaster."
The man in front of me turned around and saw him with white hair and pale face, a red lotus crown on his head, a beard as white as snow, and a Taoist robe that was all gray.
The crane-haired Taoist asked in an old voice:
"Any news?"
The man did not answer, but handed over a foldout filled with words.
The old Taoist Hefa slowly unfolded the folded book, stared at it for a moment, then closed it and placed it on the blue rosewood bookshelf next to it.
"Go ahead."
"Yes." The man in black bowed his hands again and then disappeared into the underground palace.
The old man with a heavy hair composed himself and let out a long sigh. Decades ago, he had reached the level of the chivalrous realm, but now, after so many years, his cultivation has been unable to break through.
If a master of chivalry wants to step through the door and enter the realm of a hero, he must not only rely on his cultivation, but also need to understand the world and be recognized by the world in order to succeed.
The old man with a heavy hair closed his eyes and muttered to himself, saying:
"This body's cultivation has not wavered for more than ten years. Even if I practice in seclusion, I have achieved nothing. What is the so-called enlightenment of the way of heaven?"
After saying this, the He-Fa Lao Dao circulated his inner energy, drawing yin with one hand and yang with the other, alternating the two. He closed his eyes and concentrated, frowning, as if he was trying to communicate with the world.
But after a long time, the white-haired old man sighed again. He couldn't sense the world here at all.
He remembered what Li Chengqian once said to him, "A great hero can reach the realm of a hero by understanding the rules of heaven and earth, communicating with heaven and earth, and gaining their approval. But if the way of heaven is incomplete and the rules are incomplete, and he cannot sense the world, he will I can’t make any progress, and I will be locked in this great accomplishment for the rest of my life.”
At first he didn't take it seriously, but now that the facts were in front of him, he had to pay attention.
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The reason why the crane-haired old man is eager to practice, even delegating his power to other elders, is because the divine sect once said that if any warrior can cultivate to the realm of heroes, he will be allowed to leave the secret realm of the divine sect.
But now he is more and more convinced that this is a complete scam of the divine religion. The rules of this secret realm of heaven and earth are not yet complete. If you cannot understand the world, how can you talk about the realm of heroes? This is just a disguised way that the divine religion wants to imprison them here forever for generations to come. Such behavior of deceiving the world and stealing one's reputation is really outrageous.
"Lu Chengsan, Lu Chengsan, you are being fooled around by this mere secret realm god sect. You really bring shame to the Zhenwu Dao Temple."
The heavy-haired old man laughed helplessly at himself. He looked up at the dome and remained silent for a long time. .
