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Ye Fei shrugged helplessly, and said: "It may be that this senior expert thinks I have a destiny with him.

Just like just now, if I didn't take the initiative to find him, then he wouldn't tell the fortune for me. "

"Well, that's what I said."

Li Xuankong nodded and said, "So, Brother Fei still has great eyesight. Among so many people, you can recognize the hidden expert at a glance.

I just don't know if we can still see this senior next time. "

"We will meet by chance."

Ye Fei said lightly and said, "Okay, let's go."

Later, Ye Fei and Li Xuankong left the gate of the city, found an inn in the city, had dinner, and then stayed.

At this time, in a guest room on the third floor of the inn.

Ye Fei took a bath and lay on the bed, but couldn't sleep for a long time.

After all, the Secret Realm of Xuanwu will be opened tomorrow.

Although he has been cultivating day and night these days, Ye Fei has no idea whether he can break through the mysterious realm of Xuanwu.

Ye Fei also heard people say that the Phoenix Secret Realm is just a starting point, and the difficulty of each secret realm will become more and more difficult as it goes on.

Therefore, there is no doubt that the difficulty of the Secret Realm of Xuanwu will be greater than that of the Secret Realm of Phoenix, and Ye Fei doesn't know how much it is.

However, even if there is no bottom in his heart, Ye Fei did not intend to give up.

After all, this time I came to the real martial arts world for the purpose of experience, in order to improve the cultivation level and strength, so as to deal with the catastrophe in the future.

And breaking through the five secret realms is the fastest way to increase strength, so Ye Fei decided to seize the opportunity of trial.

Thinking about it, Ye Fei didn't have any sleepiness, so he straightened up, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes, put aside distracting thoughts, entered a state of concentration, worked his mind, and began to practice.

...

at the same time.

The Phoenix Empire, Lingcan Mountain, and Bingcan Gate are located.

The mountains and rivers here are undulating, with an altitude of more than one thousand meters, surrounded by clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

On top of the hills, there are a large number of ancient buildings made of gray-white rocks. The ancient and magnificent buildings show the long history of the ice silkworm gate.

On the mountain behind the Bingcan Gate, at the highest point of the northern building complex, there is a magnificent hall.

From bottom to top, there are a total of three hundred and sixty-five steps made of complete white jade stone carvings, which are very luxurious and magnificent.

In front of the main hall, a huge square was built.

Although it was almost late at night, the square of the main hall was brightly lit, very lively, and crowded with people.

These people are arranged vertically, wearing all kinds of primitive costumes, holding knives, guns, swords, halberds and other weapons in their hands, and the ones taking the lead are holding all kinds of flags.

At first glance, these people come from different sects.

At this time, in the hall.

In a spacious hall, brightly lit, a huge round table made of white jade is placed in the center of the hall.

There are six people sitting around this jade round table.

These eight people are of different appearances and bodies. Some are fierce and evil, some are meek, and some are male and female.

If there are people from other sects present, I am afraid they will be frightened.

Because, among the eight people, four of them came from the ten major sects of the Phoenix Empire.

Although the sects of the other four people were a bit worse than these four sects, they were also stronger sects in the Phoenix Empire.

Sitting in the front position is a middle-aged man wearing a white and blue robe, handsome and mighty, and looks like he is more than 40 years old.

This middle-aged man is the head of the Bingcan Sect, Si Kongji.

Sikongji glanced at the seven people present, smiled slightly, and said, "Everyone, everyone knows what I have called for you to come over so late."

"of course I know."

A middle-aged man with a stubborn face and a rugged face yelled: "I said that Sikong is the head, haven't we already discussed it? Why do we need to discuss it?"

Sikongji smiled gently and said, "Master Fang Gu, this battle is related to the survival of each of our schools. As the initiator, I naturally have to be more cautious.

After all, once the war fails, not only will our lives be in danger for all of us here, but our sects will also encounter catastrophe. "

"Oh..."

A face-off peach blossom, wearing a pink long dress, charming and sexy, the young woman couldn't see the specific smile, and said: "Sigong, you are too careful? We eight martial sects teamed up, do you still take Not next to Fengming Temple?"

"Hey, Master Lu, you can't say that."

A man wearing a white gown with a modest face and holding a fan shook his head, and said, "Fengming Temple ranks fourth among the ten major sects of the Phoenix Empire. Naturally, its strength cannot be underestimated.

What's more, there is an old monk in Fengming Temple. It might not be easy to break Fengming Temple. "

"Head Fu makes sense."

Sikongjing nodded, and said, "The old bald donkey Du'e is ranked ten saints no matter what, his strength is very powerful."

Speaking, Sikongji looked at the two people at the corner of the round table again, and said, "The heads of Sun and Song who are here once fought against the old bald donkey. You two should be very clear about the strength of that old monk, right?"

The others also looked at these two people.

Of these two people, one of them was wearing a blue-black gown, his face was pale, and the whole person looked like a dead body.

The other person was wearing a colorful gown, with thin cheeks and a hint of sinister and enchanting eyes in his eyes.

When the two heard Si Kongji's words, their faces twitched unconsciously, and their eyes filled with endless anger.

The man in the black long gown said in a low voice, "Although I hate the old bald donkey Du'er, I have to say that the old bald donkey is indeed very powerful.

Five years ago, I just caught some living people and practiced the exercises. This old bald donkey fought against me when he couldn't bear it.

If it hadn't been for the palm of his hand, I am afraid that my strength would have been improved, and that would have remained in the Divine Martial Realm Xiaocheng, unable to break through. "

The man with the evil charm at the corner of his eye also nodded, and said, "That old bald donkey's'Chiba Tathagata Palm' is indeed very powerful. Until now I think about it, I feel a little bit shy.

Eight years ago, I was seriously injured by him, and I still haven’t healed yet. No matter how many women were arrested to help me practice ‘Yin-Yang Dafa’, they would not have much effect..."

"Since that old bald donkey is so powerful, don't we have any chance of winning?"

A middle-aged man wearing a fire-red robe with a flame totem portrayed on his back squinted his eyes and took the sentence.

Sikongji smiled and said, "Brother Ren, no matter how powerful the old bald donkey is, he is not a god, but a man.

Even if he realized a higher martial art and stepped into another realm, it didn't mean he was invincible.

Although the old bald donkey was ranked among the ten saints, his ranking was not high, and his strength naturally shouldn't be too strong.

Moreover, as long as it is a human, there will be weaknesses. As long as we identify the weakness of the old bald donkey and defeat him, it is not impossible..."

"What's the weakness of that old bald donkey?" The head of Ren asked Sikong with slanted eyes.

"It's time to ask the two heads of Song and Sun."

Sikongjing smiled and looked at the head of Song and head of Sun again.

"The weakness of the old bald donkey is that he is too benevolent. Although he is full of ‘My Buddha’s Mercy’, in my opinion, it is simply extremely pedantic.

In this world where the weak eats the strong, compassion will only harm oneself.

If you want to become stronger, and your sect has a higher status, you must be decisive, cold-blooded and ruthless. "

The head of Sun's mouth twitched, and he sneered, and said, "However, it is precisely because that old bald donkey is too kind, so I was able to survive under his hands.

Therefore, as long as the eight of us work together and take advantage of the weakness of this old bald donkey, it is not impossible to kill this old bald donkey. "

"Yes."

Head Song Xie smiled evilly, and said in a high-pitched voice: "Even if the old bald donkey is powerful, he is just one person.

The eight of us work together, can't we still kill him? "

The other seven people nodded when they heard the words of these two people.

"However, in addition to the strong old bald donkey in Fengming Temple, he also has a few great guardians of the law, and they are not bad at all.

If we want to kill the old bald donkey, those senior monks of the law will definitely stop them..." Fu Zhangmen said lightly.