Arriving at the foot of the mountain, there were seven or eight jet-black vehicles. The leading carriage had a military flag with the word "Wanshan" written on it. It was clearly a soldier's vehicle from Wanshan City.

Wu Feng's eyes flashed and he was silent.

Ning Mu came to him and said respectfully: "Elder Wu, in order to avoid being seen by the eyes of the demon thieves, I borrowed this from Wanshan City. This way, the demon thieves will not pay attention."

Wu Feng nodded slightly and suddenly said: "Where is the coachman?"

Ning Mu was startled for a moment, and then continued: "These coachmen are disguised as some handyman disciples sent by the disciples, and they will never be seen as strange."

Wu Feng nodded slightly and headed towards the leading carriage.

Ning Mu looked at his back, a trace of solemnity flashed in her eyes. Although he was respectful on the surface, he originally looked down on Wu Feng in his heart, thinking that he was just a slightly clever disciple who was lucky enough to become an elder.

Now that he is here, he realizes that Wu Feng is not as simple as he appears. He has a kind of caution and composure that is completely inconsistent with his age.

As a group of people got on the bus, the team slowly drove forward.

He and Ning Mu were the only two people in the vehicle Wu Feng was sitting in. After Wu Feng entered the vehicle, he was thinking about things and did not speak.

Ning Mu wisely did not disturb him. He sat quietly aside, feeling depressed in his heart, as if Wu Feng sitting in front of him was a majestic mountain that people could only look up at. This feeling could only be felt when he faced those real people.

I only experienced this when I was an elder.

However, those elders were strong in the Xiantian realm, and it was normal for him to feel oppressed by the aura they naturally exuded. However, the young man in front of him, who was younger than himself, was said to be only in the Acquired Heaven realm. How could he have such an aura?

He felt that he couldn't see through this young man, especially his indifferent appearance, as if he had everything under control, including his previous carefulness when riding in the carriage. Even other elders probably didn't have this keen insight.

He was arrogant throughout his life and believed that those who were stronger than him were never as smart as he was, and those who were smarter than him were never stronger than him.

However, Wu Feng at this moment made him feel powerless.

Just when he was thinking wildly, Wu Feng suddenly said, "How many people are stationed in the Tiankeng?"

Ning Mu was startled and quickly replied: "There are nearly a hundred disciples stationed there, and there are also two elders."

Wu Feng nodded slightly and continued to look out the window without saying another word.

Ning Mu smiled bitterly in her heart and just hoped that this journey would end soon.

Two hours later, the carriage drove to a secluded and desolate ancient road. Suddenly the vehicle stopped and two green-robed figures jumped out from both sides of the ancient road.

The two people came to the leader's carriage, and Ning Mu stuck her head out, chatted with them for a few words, and took out a green token.

When the two saw the token, they immediately said respectfully: "Brother, please come in."

But Ning Mu said something strange: "If I don't go in, I will return to the master's gate."

The two's eyes lit up when they heard this, and they immediately said respectfully: "Please." After saying that, their figures quickly flashed and returned to the grass beside the road.

Wu Feng was sitting in the carriage. He was still surprised when he heard Ning Mu's words, but he suddenly realized that this was actually a secret code, and the design was quite interesting. If someone pretended to come here and mistakenly thought that he could do it with this token,

Entering, I never expected that after passing the token, there would be such a weird password.

After passing the first hidden sentinel, the carriage continued to move forward.

It didn't take long for Wu Feng and others to arrive in front of the tiankeng. Before they got close, they could see a large oval-shaped dome-like stone leaning against a group of mountains a few miles away.

At first glance, the boulder sank deeply into the earth, with a huge crater splashing around it.

At the edge of this pit, there are disciples patrolling from time to time. In the pit, there are tents of different sizes. From the tents, you can often see disciples coming in and out.

"Elder Wu, this is the Tiankeng." Ning Mu got off the carriage and said respectfully to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng glanced at it and saw that these tents were all close to the boulder. Among them, two of the tents were the largest and stood out from the crowd and were built closest to the boulder.

"Take me to meet the two elders." Wu Feng said thoughtfully.

Ning Mu immediately nodded and said: "Elder Wu, please." After saying that, he took the lead and walked towards the two largest tents.

Soon they arrived at the entrance of one of the tents, where a Taoist boy in apricot robes was guarding. Ning Mu stepped forward and said, "This is Elder Wu, who came to visit Elder Jinshi. I wonder if he is here?"

The Taoist boy in apricot yellow robes glanced sideways at Wu Feng and said calmly: "My master is in retreat and has no time to see people. Elder Wu, please help yourself."

Ning Mu was startled for a moment, then turned back to look at Wu Feng.

Wu Feng smiled calmly and said: "Then let's go visit another elder."

Ning Mu didn't expect that he would be so insulted, and he didn't care at all. She was even more worried in her heart, and immediately said: "Yes." Then she led Wu Feng to another tent.

There was also a Taoist boy standing in front of this tent. After hearing Ning Mu's words, he glanced at Wu Feng and said, "My master told me at the beginning of my training that if Elder Wu comes, I will stay there by myself first."

Next, wait until he comes out of the customs before meeting him again."

Ning Mu frowned.

Wu Feng smiled slightly and said to Ning Mu: "In this case, you can arrange a tent for me first."

Seeing that he didn't care, Ning Mu could only nod and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

After Wu Feng waited for him to leave, he wandered around the boulder casually, with a hint of interest on his face. After arriving here, he found that the pale white cyclone in his body had increased several times the spiritual energy absorbed from outside his body.

The spiritual energy here is actually three or four times that of outside!

"This stone is from the sky, is it a star?" Wu Feng murmured, lightly touching the stone, and immediately felt that the stone contained a large amount of spiritual energy. If some spiritual grass was planted, it would soon be

Can sprout.

This made him a little happy, and he couldn't wait to start practicing immediately.

That night, Ning Mu prepared a large tent for Wu Feng and built it next to the boulder, alongside the tents of the other two elders.

Wu Feng immediately started practicing inside.

Time flies.

More than half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

In the quiet valley of this tiankeng, all the disciples were silently seizing the time to practice, and everything was silent.

When the night was dark, on an ancient road not far from this valley, a piece of blood suddenly gushes out of the grass.

The moonlight shines in the grass. The heads of the two corpses have been cut off, and blood is gurgling from the broken necks.

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Chapter completed!