Huang Feihong saw Gu Tianxiao disappearing in front of her eyes, looking in disbelief, and the unusually smooth passages gave her an unreal feeling everywhere. Then she suddenly understood something. Huang Feihong closed her eyes and held the "Crimson Red" tightly, calmed down and turned on the calm sword. When she calmed down her mind and opened her eyes again, she found that the original smooth wall had disappeared. She stood alone in a narrow underground passage without night pearls, and the passage was a little dim. The walls on both sides seemed to be covered with moss. The ground under her feet was muddy and wet, and a few strange-shaped sharp stone pillars above her head, and from time to time, a few drops of turbid mud water dripped.

There was such a big contrast and I didn't notice it at all. Huang Feihong turned around incredible and looked at the passage where she and Gu Tianxiao had just fallen. There was no gray and strange escalator. The exit was only about two people high. The feeling of falling from the sword just now was clearly still in my heart. However, now looking at this exit, she could just jump out.

When was the illusion in...? Is Dongfang Wuxie's eyes the same as us? It was not until now that Huang Feihong remembered that Dongfang Wuxie seemed to have something down there. He was really scared to think about it carefully. Now that I think about it, why did I easily open my heart to others? Even the matter of Aunt Hong, I decided not to be so weak anymore.

Huang Feihong sorted out her emotions and walked forward carefully. After a few steps, she saw clearly that there was a gray secret door in front of her. The three words "Qingyuan Sect" could be vaguely seen on the plaque above the secret door. This is the secret realm. There is still the breath of magic circles remaining on the secret door. Huang Feihong could not know whether the secret realm was originally opened or opened by Dongfang Wuxie. She held "Crimson Red" tightly, looked back at the rock wall where Gu Tianxiao disappeared, then took a deep breath and walked into the Qingyuan Sect secret realm that was originally supposed to be further north.

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After a trance, Gu Fengshun looked around curiously and found that he was randomly teleported to a sect trail. He was lucky, and Shunzi was happy to say that he was not the only one here. He saw a few unlucky guys coming in and hung them directly on the tree.

Entering the secret realm is a competitor. The only rule of the academy is not to take the initiative to kill people. In other words, the competition for the strong to survive has begun.

Gu Fengshun took out his Black Turtle Hexagram, which can be distinguished from the secret realm just like Dongfang Wuxie's dragon-patterned pointer. The Black Turtle has no special changes, which means that this secret realm will not be too outrageous. Thinking about it, although the dean was very full of words, it was no longer the bloody immortal cultivation world before, and it was impossible to really throw the elites of the hospital into the dragon pond and tiger den.

But the back of the Xuan Turtle Hexagram was always walking slightly slower than usual. Gu Fengshun was stunned and then reacted. So that's what it was. He deserves to be an old fox. This opportunity must have been a lot of operations in secret, hehe.

The so-called "secret realm" is an independent space created by the great power of immortal cultivation. It also has a level difference, but it is impossible to build a secret realm out of thin air. Usually, the corresponding space magic weapon is required. The quality of space magic weapon will directly affect the stability of the secret realm. The higher the level of magic weapon, the stronger the stability, and the higher the level of cultivators that can accommodate. In fact, most of the secret realms of sects are specially set up for cultivators in the lower three realms. On the one hand, the requirements for space magic weapons are not high. On the other hand, for the inheritance of sects, it is most appropriate to be in the first and second realms.

This secret realm of Qingyuan Sect ruins is suitable for the inheritance of cultivators below the second level. Cultivators above the second level cannot be teleported into it. However, this secret realm of Qingyuan Sect also has a different place from other secret realms of the second level, because this secret realm is too huge. Usually, the secret realm is as small as a cave or as large as a palace, but this Qingyuan Secret Realm completely includes a whole sect mountain. In fact, it is not only what Gu Fengshun saw, but the secret door that Huang Feihong entered is also part of the entire secret realm.

It's not simple, Gu Fengshun thought, if there is time fluctuation, it can be so huge. This is really a secret realm that a sect can build? The secret realm of Yin-Yang Tian Sect is just like this. Gu Fengshun looked forward. He should be on the periphery of Qingyuan Sect, and he followed the mountain path to the hinterland of the sect.

Huh? Isn't this a star orchid grass? Although it is not a high-level spiritual herb, it can be said to be very rare, at least it can be seen in Zhongzhou. But there is a large area here that grows on the roadside, and those stupid hats that climbed down from the trees ran up the mountain without even looking at it. But that's right, Gu Fengshun felt secretly happy. Only those talented people can recognize such a rare spiritual herb. Haha, those idiots must have the Malan grass on the roadside at that time.

"Orange, pick herbs...oh, no." Gu Fengshun called out orange habitually, but oranges were still in the academy to continue studying psychic communication. It was really inconvenient to have no oranges. Do you have to do this physical work by yourself? By the way, Gu Fengshun tinkered in his storage ring for a while and threw out a wooden villain.

"The latest trial-made puppet No. 007 of farmhouse herbs", although this wood man is a bit ugly, he is the latest spiritual energy achievement of farmhouse monks. He is familiar with all the methods of collecting spiritual medicines in the "Encyclopedia of Spiritual Medicine". He can operate it automatically by installing a low-grade spirit stone. He is definitely a good helper for digging pits and collecting herbs at home.

After the little wood man No. 007 landed on the ground, a green light flashed and walked straight towards the star orchid grass. The little wood man was covered with various strange collection tools, both of which were different in color, and a large wooden basket was carried behind him. As soon as the little wood man arrived near the spiritual grass, he quickly chose a small shovel to collect spiritual medicines. He dug out one and moved it to the basket behind him. There were at least a hundred star orchid grass. After picking ten plants, the little wood man returned to Gu Fengshun. After he put it away, he walked towards the pile of spiritual medicines. After going back and forth, he finally picked all the star orchid grass.

"Well, it's not bad. Now I have a guaranteed share, haha." Gu Fengshun was happy, put away the little wooden man, and began to walk towards the sect on the mountain.

Gu Fengshun felt a little disappointed, but he had no other gains along the way. He soon arrived near the hillside of the Qingyuan Sect.

The Qingyuan Sect looks well preserved, not dilapidated, and the layout style is also very traditional. The pavilions and houses with different functions are built on a gentle waist and belly. There are already people rushing into the house. Gu Fengshun saw many people rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the house. There was a clear division of labor after the assembly. One and two people were guarding the door, and the two went to check and pick up treasures, but no one dared to snatch them.

Gu Fengshun looked at it and found that these early-stage students of foundation building still seemed to be somewhat self-aware. There must be no treasures in the house outside Tangwai. The smart people with strong strength probably went straight to the Lingyao Garden or the Treasure Pavilion.

Gu Fengshun passed by the vigilant eyes of several people, smiled and continued to walk towards the core area of ​​Qingyun Sect. When he reached the top of the mountain, he began to understand why the academy set the time for one hundred days. He wandered all the way up, and passed many buildings in the sect, but they were all sparse and far apart. Almost half a day later, he wandered to the top of his way and found that there was actually a training ground above. When he looked down from the top of the mountain, he saw stars and buildings everywhere at the foot of the mountain. It turned out that the biggest challenge was at this level. If the buildings visible on the mountain were not the core area, then where was the real treasure?

On the first day, the wind was calm, at least in front of Gu Fengshun's eyes, he decided to stay in the rest room of the mountain training ground for one night, for one hundred days, and the day was long. Moreover, in this secret realm, the understanding of the way of time was an opportunity, and those who discovered this would benefit greatly. Gu Fengshun calmed down and began to meditate and practice. Different time passed, the huge secret realm of the mountain gate, who came from the Yin-Yang Tianzong, could feel the uniqueness of this secret realm. He believed that the academy was not only holding a preliminary qualifying match, but after all, the Flying Eagle was attacked, the two teachers were dragged down, and Gu Tianxiao and the other three were missing. All kinds of things were serialized and strange.

When Gu Fengshun thought of Gu Tianxiao, he sighed. He came to Donghai Academy purely to follow his natal heavenly hexagram, and this cheap leader Gu Tianxiao is also an important part of the natal heavenly hexagram. At least his interpretation is like this.

The core disciples of the Yin-Yang Tianzong all have their own destiny hexagrams, divining, calculating and interpreting by themselves. The troublesome autumn of Donghai Academy was completely within his expectations, but Gu Tian's laughter was completely beyond his expectations. He once thought that he was even thinking that his hexagram was wrong. With such development momentum, he felt that he could not grasp the direction at all, and was even likely to be brought into an unavoidable vortex of fate. Their Yin-Yang Tianzong monks were particularly sensitive to numerology and were particularly prone to backlash.

What should I do when I get on the pirate ship now... Ahhhh... Commander, Commander, where have you been running again? No matter how you calculate, it will be a rhythm that will make me vomit blood and die. Shunzi was crying in his heart, and blood was already spilling from the corners of his mouth.

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"Ah Yeh!"

Gu Tian laughed and sneezed and woke up slowly. Huh? Which beauty is thinking about this young master again?

He opened his eyes and was still lying in the comfortable large seat. The slutty slept beside him, and what caught his eye was the gorgeous interior that made him excited.

That's great, it's not a dream or an illusion.

Gu Tianxiao wanted to sit up, and the soft seat slowly held him upright as if he knew his intentions. It was so convenient.

"Chenxi, are you there?" Gu Tianxiao asked softly.

Immediately, the familiar magnetic sound rang in my ears again.

"Here, Captain, you slept for five hours in total."

Have you been so long? But it’s really comfortable, and I feel that the spiritual energy in the cabin is much richer.

"Chenxi, how much is the psychic energy charged now?"

"Report to the captain, with the current trace consumption, one percent of the energy can be charged in one hour, and now the spiritual energy is six percent."

It's pretty good to charge one percent in an hour. Gu Tianxiao is looking forward to what surprises the "Apocalypse" can give him after charging ten percent.
Chapter completed!