It can be said that Dugu Feng, in a sense, can be a witness to the rise of Fengyu Sect.

But the speed of this rise is really too scary.

Without mentioning anything else, just take the fact that the sect grew from a local overlord sect in a chaotic place to the largest sect in the Void Realm. Without tens of thousands of years of accumulation and the efforts of dozens or even hundreds of generations, don’t even think about it.

And what about Zhong Qing?

How long did it take?

In just a few months!

Those more than 10,000 disciples with innate Taoist bodies cannot be cultivated by just hard work.

It can be said that every time he met Zhong Qing, the other party refreshed his cognition.

But he didn't know what kind of shock Brother Zhong Qing would bring him this time?

As he was thinking this, he knocked gently on the distant door!

"It is a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar. Please come in!"

Zhong Qing's deep and calm voice came from inside the door.

As the words fell, the tightly closed door of the courtyard was opened with the sound of a branch.

Dugu Feng stepped in with his little disciple.

As the two entered the courtyard, the gate closed automatically without wind.

At this time, Zhong Qing was sitting upright on the stone table in the yard, drinking by himself, looking very comfortable.

Ye Ji and Huo Mei stood behind him, motionless, like two sculptures.

When Dugu Feng saw the two women, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He just took a quick look and quickly looked away, turning his attention to Zhong Qing.

"Brother Zhong Qing, you are so happy. I envy you this life."

"Please sit down!"

Zhong Qing pointed to the stone bench opposite and invited Gu Dufeng to sit down.

After he sat down, Zhong Qing said with a smile: "After all, drinking alone loses some of the charm of sharing joy. Brother Gu Du, you came just in time. I found some good wine here, and we can drink together!"

"In that case, I will be disrespectful to refuse!"

Dugu Feng responded with a smile.

After Zhong Qing filled his glass, the two of them clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine!"

Dugu Feng's eyes lit up.

"This wine is rich and long-lasting, leaving a lingering aftertaste. Once it enters your stomach, it feels like a burning fire. It is truly the finest wine!"

Zhong Qing filled his glass again.

Just like this, the two of them drank one cup each, and the small courtyard was filled with the strong aroma of wine.

After a few rounds, Dugu Feng finally explained his purpose.

"I'm ashamed to say that!"

"Brother, I'm so ignorant that I actually tried to compete with you, Zhong Qing, to see who's better!"

"Now it seems that I was the one who overestimated my own abilities!"

"I came here specifically to fulfill the bet we made that day."

As he spoke, he turned his wrist and there was something more in his hand.

It was a white fan-shaped uncut jade.

It is crystal clear, emitting a trace of light, and a misty air emanates from it.

It reveals a sense of vicissitudes and antiquity, as well as a mysterious charm.

"This is the key to the Fallen Immortal Secret Realm. Please accept it, Brother Zhong."

……

At this time, Dugu Feng did not notice anything unusual about his little disciple.

The whole person fell into a state of inexplicable excitement.

Zhong Qing's talent is truly amazing. Not only is his talent unprecedented, but his methods are also beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

This is no longer just a beautiful talent, this is definitely the appearance of an immortal.

Now that he saw that he had taken in two extremely beautiful women as maids, he was really afraid that he would be immersed in beauty and thus delay his own practice.

What kind of behavior is this?

This is a loss for the entire virtual domain!

It is also a loss to the entire cultivation community.

He felt that he had an obligation to correct this unhealthy trend and nip the possibility of Zhong Qing becoming obsessed with beauty in the bud.

This is definitely a move that will benefit the present and future generations.

As he became more and more excited, the dark clouds on Ye Ji and Huo Mei's faces became darker and darker.

His eyes were almost spitting sparks.

Hao Feng, the young disciple of Dugu Feng, felt as if he was in a stormy sea with strong winds and thunder, and was in danger of being destroyed at any time.

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