Master is too ambitious

Before passing through the teleportation point, Ji Qian and Su Feng sent a message back to the sect, informing Master Zhang that fake treasures had appeared this time and that things might be a little tricky.

Because the Yufeng small world is a small world governed by the Kunlun Immortal Sword Sect, the letter stated that if there was any change in the Yufeng small world, the Kunlun Immortal Sword Sect should send someone to deal with it.

Sect Leader Zhang checked Ji Qian's reply, thought for a moment, and then sent an urgent message to Sect Leader Chen Yijian of Kunlun Sword Sect.

Xing Qi came to the Hall of Justice and bowed, saying, "Master, why did you come to see me?"

Sect Master Chen ordered, "The Luofu Immortal Sword Sect sent a message saying that a fake ancient secret realm has appeared in the Yufeng Small World. You should go there now."

Xing Qi had heard that there was an ancient secret realm in the Yufeng small world, but this secret realm was not very dangerous, so no one cared about the disciples who went there to train. He did not expect that there would be a mistake, so he said, "I will set off now."

Sect Leader Chen nodded and said, "This happened suddenly. You should know your limits."

Xing Qi said "I understand" and disappeared from the spot.

Outside the ancient secret realm of Yufeng World.

Because this ancient secret realm only appeared in the past ten years, there are many people outside the secret realm. Some monks even hold up small signs to recruit teammates to explore the secret realm together.

As soon as Ji Qian and Su Feng appeared outside the secret realm, a cultivator came up to them and asked if they wanted to join his team to explore together, but Ji Qian politely declined.

The two of them walked directly through the entrance to the secret realm and entered the ancient secret realm.

The sky was vast and cloudless, the sun was shining brightly, and looking down, there was a winding river with lush and tall trees on both sides of the river.

On a high ground in the distance, there stood a pure white exotic castle, but most of the palaces had collapsed, and it was filled with a sense of ruined beauty.

Ji Qian is already a primordial spirit. As long as he is willing, he will be able to sense the person he is looking for. However, after entering this secret realm, he could not sense Fang Zhiyi's breath.

Su Feng said: "Master, I can't sense the breath of other people."

Ji Qian said, "I feel the same way." He hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Let's go to the castle first."

After that, he took Su Feng's hand, intertwined their fingers, and a congenital text entered Su Feng's body. Su Feng looked at Ji Qian and smiled. He wanted to kiss Ji Qian, but now was not the time to do so. He only said, "Thank you, Master."

The two men rushed towards the castle. Looking from the outside, they saw that the buildings inside had basically collapsed and were overgrown with bushes, but there was no sign of weathering. Moreover, since this secret realm came into the world, many monks had come to explore it, but there was not a single sign of fighting. It was really strange.

Ji Qian felt an indescribable sense of disobedience in his heart. He just frowned slightly and entered the castle with Su Feng.

From the outside, there was no water in this area, but once you entered the castle, you would find that it was a lake.

The sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling stained-glass windows and fell onto the crystal clear blue lake. The surface of the lake was sparkling and the bottom of the lake was glittering with colorful lights, as if they were all kinds of natural treasures.

White stone pillars inlaid with golden patterns collapsed into the lake. In the front was a statue whose face could not be seen clearly. Its posture was leisurely, yet extremely sacred.

The two landed on a stone pillar that was exposed above the lake. Su Feng took a look at the treasures at the bottom of the lake and said, "I'm afraid the independent cultivators will have to fight for these treasures."

Ji Qian sighed and said, "For these natural treasures, I'm afraid many people must have died here, but these are all fake."

Just as Su Feng was about to speak, he suddenly remembered the singing. The singing was completely out of tune, like a devil's sound piercing his ears. The Taiming Diagram suddenly appeared and unfolded above his head, emitting a hazy light that blocked the singing. Su Feng's boiling blood calmed down.

The singing had no effect on Ji Qian. He looked at the statue and narrowed his eyes slightly.

The statue whose face was previously unclear now appeared clearly. It was a face with slightly exotic features, and its blue eyes were staring at Ji Qian.

The black and white sword of life and death appeared in Ji Qian's hand. The wheel of life and death appeared behind Ji Qian. The wheel rotated slowly, and a sense of peace and tranquility poured out.

The statue raised its hand and pointed at Ji Qian. A red light flashed, which was filled with ominous horror and a hint of destruction, pressing towards Ji Qian.

The sword of life and death slashed towards the red light like a meteor. The black and white aura emerged from the roulette wheel and transformed into a palm, grabbing towards the statue.

The fight between the two sides created a huge explosion in the air, but Ji Qian's palm of the Breath of Life and Death did not move at all. He grabbed towards the statue firmly, forcing the statue to emit red light one after another to resist.

In the Shangzhu Palace in the underworld, Jialing Guan opened his eyes. Among his thousands of scattered spiritual consciousnesses, one wisp of his primordial spirit consciousness sent a message that he had encountered a tough opponent.

The thought of Jialing Temple permeated into that ray of consciousness.

This is an old acquaintance. The golden elixir of the way of life and death has now become the primordial spirit.

The eyes of the statue became deep, and the aura from the soul suddenly rose in momentum, faintly surpassing Ji Qian. Ji Qian did not dare to be negligent, and the "Deputy for Justice" Banner appeared in his hand, emitting a faint golden light.

Jialing Guan snorted, and this red aura of destruction was several times stronger than before and went towards Ji Qian. Ji Qian did not dare to delay and waved the Taitianxingdao Banner to form a golden barrier. At this moment, a divine and holy motto sounded.

"Clouds are born in the sea."

An endless sea of ​​clouds suddenly appeared, creating a mirage that blocked the attack.

Fang Zhiyi appeared in the air, holding a jade scroll in both hands, golden maxims surrounding him, his green robe fluttering, like a banished immortal.

Jialing Temple found it interesting. The statue's eyes glowed red, and a red hand pressed towards Ji Qian and Fang Zhiyi.

Ji Qian’s wheel of reincarnation spun rapidly, black and white auras poured out, and a silent black river appeared in the air.

The Immortal Art of Forgotten River!

"I have traveled three thousand miles alone!"

"One sword was once as powerful as a million masters!"

The zither on Fang Zhiyi's back made a clear sound and turned into an ancient and gorgeous sword. The sword slashed towards the red palm, and the huge explosion shook Su Feng out of the castle.

The red hand slowed down, but the Forgotten River continued to flow quietly. The balance suddenly tilted, swallowing up the palm and continuing to move towards the statue.

"Interesting. I'll let you go this time." Jialing Guan said.

Then he withdrew this wisp of divine consciousness. At this moment, the statue collapsed and the entire castle turned into sand and was blown away by the wind.

Ji Qian's heart sank, and he had a bad feeling.

Fang Zhiyi spat and said, "This is not a good thing."

What the two of them didn't know was that as this wisp of divine thought was withdrawn, the spiritual consciousness that had been dispersed outside by this divine thought was all recovered at this moment.

In an instant, the heads of ordinary families, royal and aristocratic families, sons, concubines, and even servants and maids fell to the ground and died suddenly.

In the world of cultivating immortals, countless inner disciples, outer disciples, and even elders in the spirit soul stage were turned into skins at this moment, causing panic among the people.

Su Feng said: "Master, Uncle Master, this secret realm is about to collapse."

Ji Qian held his hand and said, "Let's go out first."

But at this moment, Xing Qi fell from the sky, anxiously grabbed Fang Zhiyi, and asked: "Zhiyi, are you okay?"

Fang Zhiyi pulled his hand away and said, "I'm fine. Let's talk about it after we get out."

This ancient secret realm gradually faded, and the aura of other cultivators, which had been imperceptible before, now slowly reappeared. Fang Zhiyi revealed the pressure of a Yuanshen Zhenren, and used his spiritual sense to shout to these cultivators, asking them to quickly exit the secret realm.

After leaving the secret realm, Ji Qian, Su Feng, Fang Zhiyi and Xing Qi met up with other cultivators outside. They waited until the secret realm disappeared completely before leaving and finding a tea stall to sit down and prepare to sort out things.