"Old Man Yukong, it's him?" Brother Long and Tiger Brother were shocked. Obviously, they had heard of this person's name.

"The technique of Yukong is the unique skill of the old man Yukong, but few people know the name of the martial arts, so now, this must be the cemetery of the old man Yukong." Su Mei explained.

"I didn't expect this senior master to be buried here. No wonder no one knows where he is." Ye Taozi also sighed.

"Look, there is something under the stone tablet." At this moment, Zhang Tingzi suddenly exclaimed and ran towards the stone tablet as he spoke.

At this time, people also noticed that there was indeed a wooden box under the stone tablet. When they opened it, everyone was overjoyed.

The box is flashing with golden light, and all the insides are spiritual beads. Although the box is not big, the size of the spirit beads is also very small, so there are at least hundreds of spirit beads, hundreds of spirit beads, and each person can get more than a dozen. This time I really made a fortune.

But just as Brother Long and Brother Hu and others were ecstatically splitting the spirit beads, Chu Feng walked towards the end of the cliff, looked down and frowned slightly.

The cliff is very deep, but on the edge of the cliff, several vines hang down until they fall into the hazy mist and disappear.

The fog covered everything and could not see the world below, but Chu Feng could vaguely feel the murderous intent that was spreading under the fog.

"The technique of observing the air is a unique martial art. When the old man Yukong relied on it, he could walk in the air and travel thousands of miles a day. Although he had not entered the Tianwu Realm, he already had the majesty of the Tianwu Realm, which is really enviable."

"But unfortunately, the old man Yukong is a weird person. Not only has he never joined any force, but he also has no friend. No matter how many young heroes want to join his disciples, he has only one result, that is rejection."

"So the air-control technique has been lost for a hundred years. Some people estimate that the air-control technique can be listed as at least seventh stages of martial arts, but you must know that now in my Qingzhou, the best martial arts are only sixth stages of martial arts, and my Qinglong Sect doesn't even have sixth stages of martial arts."

"This time, if someone can successfully get the air control technique, it will be a big profit."

"I have to say that we were in the fortune this time and accidentally entered the cemetery of the old man Yukong. Unfortunately, our strength was not good and we missed this fortune." Looking at the clouds below, Su Mei's beautiful eyes flashed and her lips were pursed, which was very regretful.

"This old man Yukong is so powerful?"

Chu Feng had never heard of the name of the old man Yukong. He suddenly felt like a poor boy who grew up in a remote mountain village and knew nothing.

Su Mei and others are the rich young masters who grew up in the city. Even though they are not much older, they are influenced by the people around them and have a wider experience than him. In fact, this is true.

"Do you think it's a joke in Qingzhou's number one master back then?"

"If the news of the cemetery of the old man Yukong appears, it will be enough to shake the entire Qingzhou. All forces will go crazy and will send the top experts to come as soon as possible."

"At that time, it wasn't our turn to enter this cemetery to take advantage of the chaos. Even the Qinglong Sect and Qianfeng Sect were out of qualifications. At that time, they would be the world of first-class sects, so I said that we had great luck." Su Mei said.

After hearing Su Mei's words, Chu Feng's gaze became brighter and brighter. He stared at the sea of ​​fog below and suddenly had a crazy idea.

The lost air-control technique, which had been passed down for a hundred years, was probably in the clouds below, and he had no reason to miss it.

"Bang" But at this moment, a loud noise came from behind the cliff. When he turned around, Su Mei and others changed their faces, and even Chu Feng frowned slightly.

Six tall men, each with beautiful eyes and extraordinary aura, were all wearing blue robes and exuding the aura of the Eighth Level of Spiritual Martial Arts. These were all core disciples of the Qinglong Sect, and one of them was an acquaintance, Zhou Zhiyuan, who had an entanglement with Chu Feng before.

"Oh, I didn't expect someone to take the lead. How could he come here if he looks like a baby who is still not growing up?"

"It seems that we underestimated the people here. Sure enough, in addition to us, some people also know how to use the blood corpse group."

Those core disciples were surprised when they saw Chu Feng and others, but they could see from their words that they did not take Chu Feng and others seriously.

"It's really a narrow road for enemies. Sister Su Mei, we're meeting again." At this moment, Zhou Zhiyuan spoke with a grief.

"Su Mei? Could this be Su Rou's sister? They were just a few of them before and were disrespectful to you?" Seeing this, someone asked.

"That's right, it's them, especially that kid, who are so bold." Zhou Zhiyuan pointed his hand at Chu Feng on the top of the cliff, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Zhiyuan, what do you want to deal with that kid? Let's help you." The eyes of the other people became cold. As core disciples, they were offended by the inner disciples, which was intolerable to them.

"We are ordered by Senior Brother Leng to collect the spirit beads on the cliffs of each passage, and everyone who obstructs us will be killed." Zhou Zhiyuan said.

"Zhou Zhiyuan, as a fellow disciple, do you dare to kill us?" Su Mei scolded angrily.

"Why don't the same sect wear the clothing of the Qinglong Sect? As long as the clothing of the sect does not wear the clothing of the sect, they don't take the Qinglong Sect seriously and do not regard themselves as a disciple of the Qinglong Sect. For such people, we should have eliminated them."

"But Sister Su Mei, don't be afraid. How can I, Zhou Zhiyuan, bear to kill you? I will only enjoy you, hehe..." At this point, Zhou Zhiyuan showed a shameless smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You..." After hearing this, Su Mei's face turned pale and she was really angry. She didn't expect Zhou Zhiyuan would be so shameless this time.

"Zhiyuan, this is not good, so why don't she say she is Su Rou's real sister?" Another core disciple spoke. Despite saying this, his eyes had long been restless and raised Su Mei's jade body.

"Everyone, I think you must know that Su Rou is the largest beauty in my Qinglong Sect, but Su Rou is arrogant and we cannot get close to her at all, so we are destined not to have a chance."

"And her sister Su Mei, in terms of appearance and figure, is no worse than her. She will definitely be a fairy when she grows up. Now she has a great opportunity. Don't you want to taste this petite beauty?" Zhou Zhiyuan was also directly expressed his intentions.

"Haha, Brother Zhiyuan, since you have said this, why are you still hesitating? Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold in one moment." Finally, one of them could not wait to force Chu Feng and others.

And this scene, not to mention Bai Tong and others, even Su Mei frowned and became extremely nervous. The six core disciples were definitely not something they could deal with.
Chapter completed!