Chapter 126 The Rat in the Secret Realm
In the secret realm, Feng Zhong had dispersed with a group of elders to check out this secret realm that also seemed to be full of life.
The view here is green and peaceful, with fruits of different colors hanging on the towering trees, and on the ground, spiritual herbs and elixirs are everywhere.
At this moment, right at Feng Zhong's feet, there is an elixir that has been growing for more than a thousand years. It is the main material for refining the Foundation Establishment Pill. If it is refined with it, the efficacy of the medicine will be increased by at least [-]%.
Seeing this scene in front of him, even he couldn't help but smile a little.
If all these spiritual herbs and elixirs are converted into elixirs, the sect's strength will be greatly improved.
And there may be a profound inheritance here, after all, there are still only a few like the two previous secret realms.
But as time passed, Feng Zhong's expression gradually changed, and he discovered the weirdness of this secret realm.
Although there are spiritual herbs and elixirs everywhere, the strange thing is that there are no ferocious beasts or traps here, and there are not even the insects that should be in the soil.
If he didn't make a sound, the world would be quiet, there would be no chirping of insects or birds, and here, even the sound of the breeze blowing the leaves would be completely absent.
Some are just deathly silence!
Feng Zhong drew out the Ice Sword and disappeared in a flash. Since there was deathly silence here, there was no need to control his breath and hide his body. He went directly to see what was at the core of this secret realm!
Half an hour later, he came to a valley. When he saw the scene clearly, his pupils had shrunk to the size of needlepoints, and the hand holding the sword turned white. The shock in his heart could not be greater.
In front of him, at the end of the valley, there stood a white door that blocked out the sky and the sun. The ancient aura exuding from it made him unable to help being shocked.
Moreover, like the gates we had seen before, wall-like formation barriers extended outward along both sides of the gate, seemingly endless.
In that valley, there are three-story small wooden houses that are not high. There are roughly a dozen of them.
What shocked him even more was that there were still smoke coming from some huts, and they seemed to be inhabited.
At this time, a figure walked out of the small building at the front. He was tall, wearing a gray robe, his hair was completely white, his eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and there was a deep scar on his face, but it did not prevent him from showing a warm expression. smile.
Although his hair was completely white, he looked like a middle-aged man. He smiled slightly and waved to Feng Zhong, motioning for him to come over.
Feng Zhong's pupils were constricted at this moment, and his spiritual energy was running rapidly, but he soon regained his composure.
Although the man in front of him looked very similar to Mu Sen, he was not him.
After coming closer, he was even more convinced that this person was not Musen, because Feng Zhong couldn't feel any aura fluctuations on him.
There are only two possibilities for this situation. One is that this person is a mortal, and the other is that this person's realm is far above him.
He would not be so idiotic as to think that this person is a mortal, that is, there is a possibility that this person is at least a Void Refining monk!
"Are you surprised to see me?" The man spoke slowly, his eyes gentle, but the scars on his face made him a little more ferocious when he spoke.
Feng Zhong took a deep breath and said, "To be honest, senior, I have met Mu Sen."
"Oh? That brat, did you catch him?" The man laughed and cursed, then turned back to the house.
Feng Zhong naturally followed him. The decoration in the house was very simple, with only a table, a bed, and a lit stove with a kettle for boiling water.
He answered after both of them sat down.
"To be honest, senior, I didn't catch Mu Sen. He took the initiative to show up and left his name over the years."
The corners of the man's mouth curled up, revealing an expression that was indeed the case.
With a wave of his hand, a set of exquisite tea sets appeared on the simple wooden table.
He took the boiling water from the stove and put some green tea leaves into the teapot. After pouring the water into the teapot, a refreshing fragrance suddenly appeared in the wooden house.
"Good tea." Feng Zhong praised.
The man chuckled, placed a tea cup in front of Feng Zhong, and said:
"I told that boy not to reveal his identity a long time ago, but I didn't expect that he still didn't listen to me."
Feng Zhong had a strange look on his face, his eyes flashed back and forth, and he asked the questions in his heart directly.
"May I ask, senior, what is the relationship between Musen and you?"
"Haha, that's my son, but he doesn't seem to recognize me as an old man. He always hangs out and never comes back to see me, an old man."
Seeing that the tea was brewed, the man poured a cup for Feng Zhong with a smile, and then picked up another cup and tasted it quietly.
Feng Zhong took a sip of tea, his eyes widened slightly, showing an expression of approval.
“Good tea!”
"Haha, these tea leaves are grown from those cute little tea trees outside. They won't grow a single leaf for decades. If it weren't for the distinguished guests coming today, I wouldn't be willing to take them out."
Feng Zhong looked at a piece of tea in the cup. It was indeed flowing smoothly and had a unique flavor, which was much better than the tea in Ziyang Mansion.
This also made him more and more curious, who is this person, who is Musen, and what does the appearance of the secret realm have to do with them?
Moreover, he had a bad guess in his mind.
Simply, he asked directly, "May I ask who the senior is? Why does your noble master teach his disciples in Ziyang Mansion?"
The man looked surprised and his eyes brightened a bit. The scars on his face wrinkled back and forth, and he looked a little excited.
"Oh? Are you serious about this? That boy is still teaching disciples in Ziyang Mansion?"
Feng Zhong smiled slightly and said: "I don't dare to deceive my senior. It is indeed true. He has appeared four times in the past few hundred years. Three times he taught three disciples alone, and once he taught several disciples."
"Not bad, it seems that boy really likes Ziyang Mansion."
Smiling, he added: "I, Mu Shushan, is a man from Xianyun Yehe. He has lived in seclusion here for thousands of years."
Seeing what Feng Zhong wanted to say, he waved his hand and tapped his finger lightly.
It was like water waves flowing in the air, gradually forming a huge mirror beside them.
In the picture, countless mountain peaks stand on the earth, trampling the clouds under their feet. On the top of the mountain peaks, there are large halls standing, still lingering with a little purple energy. This place is Ziyang Mansion.
Before he could ask questions, Mu Shushan tapped again, and five more mirrors appeared around the mirror.
This scene made Feng Zhong's face change slightly, and the guess in his heart seemed to be confirmed.
Sure enough, the images on the five mirrors rotated, and the five secret realms discovered by Ziyang Mansion over the years appeared!
In this secret realm, there are four secret realms full of life. One secret realm is lifeless and full of deathly silence. It must be the secret realm with the black door and white bones.
Moreover, Feng Zhong's expression changed slightly, and he looked at the two secret realms previously developed by Ziyang Mansion, the Sky Poison Secret Realm and the Golden Soldier Secret Realm.
I saw two white gates covering the sky and the sun appearing in the center of this secret realm, standing there like the sky and the earth.
During the previous exploration in Ziyang Mansion, this gate was not there, and it was obviously placed in later.
A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. Although the two secret realms have been developed, there are still some disciples who are not willing to go in to look for opportunities, and there are also dedicated elders responsible for guarding the secret realms.
No one he thought about it, his expression changed, and he remembered who the guarding elders were in charge of these two secret realms.
Xiang Anyi!
The elder who died by himself!
In this way, his suicide can be explained.
He didn't believe it if he had nothing to do with it.
For a moment, various speculations flashed through his mind, but no matter what, the methods these people have shown now have clearly revealed their unfavorable intentions for Ziyang Mansion.
Feng Zhong took a deep breath, looked at Mu Shushan solemnly, and asked:
"Is Xiang Anyi one of yours? Were you the ones who killed the disciple who did that in the first place?"
"Of course, it's a pity that you discovered it, otherwise there would be no need to be so anxious."
A warm smile appeared on Mu Shushan's face, he looked at Feng Zhong again and said:
"I heard that he was found out by your genius? Yes, I thought he would not be exposed.
Alas, what a coincidence, it was also his bad fate.
However, his death was harmless, just a casual move, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good.
If he had persisted for a few more years, he would have achieved even greater results. "
Feng Zhong's heart tightened, as expected!What happened to the disciples was their fault!
And their purpose of doing this is also very simple, to sow discord, make the disciples alienate from the sect, and turn Ziyang Mansion into a castle in the air.
In Feng Zhong's view, the most important people in a sect are the middle-level elders, followed by the disciples, and then the supreme elders like him.
Once the disciples renounce their morality, when they grow up, the Ziyang Mansion will be destroyed.
And the price they paid was just an ordinary Nascent Soul elder who made a lot of money!
Such methods made Feng Zhong shudder.
Who are they?
Feng Zhong couldn't help but cast his gaze on the five gates. Although he didn't know what they were, he was certain that they must be something detrimental to Ziyang Mansion.
Seeing his face changing back and forth, Mu Shushan couldn't help but smile, as if he was happy because he had won a victory.
"Who are you? What do these white doors and black doors represent?" Feng Zhong put away the messy thoughts in his heart and asked in a deep voice.
Mu Shu raised her head, looked at him calmly, and replied:
“Haha, it’s obvious that the white door represents life and the black door represents death.
As for who we are, you don’t need to know that the age of great strife has begun, and some ancient inheritances that have been hidden for a long time should also come out.
They are like mice hiding in a corner, they have been waiting for too long. "
Feng Zhong's eyes condensed, his thoughts suddenly changed, and he said decisively:
"You are lying, you are not those ancient heritage."
When the lie was exposed, Mu Shushan just showed a hint of surprise, and then smiled again, "How did you see that? I obviously pretended to be very good."
"You are too weak."
These words were like a sharp thorn, piercing directly into Mu Shushan's heart, causing his warm smile to disappear and turn to become extremely gloomy.
"Now you and those elders are trapped here, and you can't leave even if you want to. You say we are too weak, but you are the weak ones!"
I thought Feng Zhong would lose control of his emotions, but unexpectedly he showed a warm smile and said softly:
"Senior, you are stronger than me, but you are too weak."
"Hey, how do you say this?"
"Because you didn't go to Ziyang Mansion directly."
Mu Shushan's face froze, his body stiffened, and his face looked ugly. It was obvious that something hurt him.
Involuntarily, he felt a touch of irritability in his heart.
Feng Zhong was right, they did not have enough strength, otherwise they would have killed Ziyang Mansion and occupied the mountain as king.
Seeing his appearance, Feng Zhong had a faint smile on his face, and his heart became less uneasy. As long as he was not crushed in terms of strength, he would still have a chance.
So, he decided to continue chatting with this person to see if he could get any other information.
"Haha, senior, it seems I was right. Although I don't know what the purpose of that gate is, I think it is used to deal with Ziyang Mansion. It is not cost-effective to spend so much effort.
If I guess correctly, among these five secret realms, except for the Sky Poison Secret Realm, the other four are controlled by you. Maybe you have been hiding in them, just like here. "
He pointed to the wooden house at his feet. Judging from the house he entered, it was obvious that there were other monks living here.
Seeing that he was becoming more and more calm, Mu Shushan suppressed his unhappiness and said:
"You are right, these secret realms have always been under our control, and we do not have the strength to kill Ziyang Mansion.
However, we will have it soon. You are trapped here now. Please watch a good show when the time comes. "
"Is it related to that gate? Is that your ultimate move against Ziyang Mansion?"
Feng Zhong's words were not nonsense. They did not hesitate to expose the secret realm of control and build the gate. Naturally, they had their plan.
But Mu Shushan obviously didn’t want him to continue talking and just smiled slightly.
"You will know when the time comes. Before that, I will ask you to stay here for a few days, and then I will invite you to watch a big show together."
Feng Zhong's face was calm, and his eyes were calm. This result was obviously within an acceptable range.
As long as the person doesn't die, he can continue to wait and see what they are going to do.
"Then Feng will take a look at the methods of seniors."
"Oh? You don't seem to be afraid at all? After this battle, Ziyang Mansion will be wiped out."
At this time, another expression appeared on Feng Zhong's face. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.
"Just you gutter rats? If you could succeed, you wouldn't have to hide here anymore."
"you!"
Mu Shushan looked ugly and walked away.
After he left, Feng Zhong shook his head and smiled, continuing to drink tea, his worries relieved a bit.
senior?
There is no realm, it is just a castle in the air without a state of mind.
(End of this chapter)
