All the disciples were shocked. Chu Feng was at the third level of the Xiantian realm, and the sword he thrust out was a Xuan-level sword. It was actually clamped by someone's flesh fingers?
None of the outer disciples knew this sixty-five-year-old man. Only Chu Feng and Bai Ling's expressions changed, and they exclaimed: "Elder Wu!"
Elder Wu was obviously an inner sect elder and an outer sect disciple who had never seen him before. Looking at Elder Wu, Bai Ling had a look of shock on her face, while Chu Feng had a face full of fear.
Elder Wu is none other than the first elder who guards the Martial Arts Pavilion. His name is Wu Zhenkun. He has the ninth level of Xiantian Realm cultivation. His strength is in the Tianjian Sect. Apart from the Supreme Elder, he is ranked in the top three, second only to the sect leader and the great elder.
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Wu Zhenkun has the same cultivation level as Chu Feng's father, but is stronger and has a higher status.
After all, Chu Feng is only a fifteen-and-a-half-year-old boy. Although he is arrogant, he still has some youthful mentality. He caused trouble in the martial arts pavilion. How can he not be afraid when facing Wu Zhenkun at this moment?
"Young boy from the Chu family, who gave you the courage? How dare you bully the weak in the Martial Arts Pavilion?" Wu Zhenkun's face was full of anger, and he clamped Chu Feng's sword with his two fingers, as if it had taken root. No matter how hard Chu Feng used it, the sword could not move.
Can't pull it out.
Even though Chu Feng is a rare genius in the Tianjian Sect for a hundred years, his future achievements will even surpass all the inner sect elders and reach the earthly level.
However, when facing Wu Zhenkun, he had no temper at all. No matter how powerful his future achievements were, they were only for the future. When Chu Feng surpassed Wu Zhenkun in cultivation, no one knows how many years would pass. By then, Wu Zhenkun would have already died of old age. In Wu Zhenkun's lifetime,
, could firmly suppress Chu Feng, so Chu Feng did not dare to act recklessly in front of Wu Zhenkun.
Chu Feng did not have the same confidence as Xuantian. The higher Xuantian's cultivation level, the more he felt that the small white jade sword in his eyebrows was terrifyingly powerful. It would surpass Chu Feng. That was a sure thing, and it wouldn't take long.
Xuantian's real enemy is Xuanji, a super strong person in the heavenly realm. To Xuantian, Chu Feng is just a small opponent on the way to martial arts.
Chu Feng couldn't draw his sword back, so he simply loosened the hilt and said in a weak tone: "Elder Wu, Huang Tian is disrespectful to this disciple. This disciple was just angry for a moment and was carried away by the anger. Please tell me from Elder Wu."
If Chu Feng brought up his father, Wu Zhenkun would feel that Chu Feng was using his father to oppress him, which would put Wu Zhenkun in a difficult position. If Chu Feng was not dealt with, he would feel that he was inferior to Chu Feng's father.
Therefore, Chu Feng never mentioned it and admitted his mistake face to face. With Chu Feng's status, Wu Zhenkun would not punish him too much.
After all, although Wu Zhenkun died twenty or thirty years later, there were still descendants in the Tianjian Sect.
At that time, Chu Feng had fully grown up and would even become a supreme elder-like existence. If Wu Zhenkun's punishment was too severe, it would plant hatred in Chu Feng's heart, which would be detrimental to Wu Zhenkun's descendants.
Wu Zhenkun flicked his finger, and the sword in his hand shot back, and was inserted in front of Chu Feng, saying: "You ignored the sect's rules and destroyed the martial arts pavilion. This is a serious crime. I think you are the future pillar of this sect, but you know your mistake."
If you can change it, I will punish you by facing the wall for three months and studying martial arts."
Facing the wall and thinking about it for three months, studying martial arts, is equivalent to letting him practice in seclusion for three months. Although it is a punishment, it will not harm Chu Feng. With his status, even during the punishment period, he will need a lot of training resources.
Chu Feng cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, Elder Wu." At the same time, he thought to himself: You know what I am doing, if you dare to hit me, no matter how hard you hit me today, I will still be on your descendants tenfold in the future.
Wu Zhenkun waved his hand and said: "Go to the punishment hall to receive your punishment!"
"Disciple, please retire!" Chu Feng prepared to leave.
"Disciple, please leave too!" Bai Ling also said goodbye to Wu Zhenkun.
"Senior Brother Chu!" At this moment, Xuantian's voice suddenly sounded.
Everyone thought that the matter was over, but they didn't know what Xuantian wanted to do. All the disciples' eyes were shocked, and all of them swished on Xuantian's face.
Chu Feng and Bai Ling were about to leave when Xuan Tian's voice came out and their footsteps stopped. Chu Feng turned around and looked at Xuan Tian with still strong eyes: "What's the matter?"
Wu Zhenkun appeared and blocked Chu Feng. The anger in Xuantian's heart gradually dissipated, but his aura was still sharp and full of confidence, and he said:
"You think that you entered Xiantian at the age of thirteen and realized the meaning of the sword at the age of fifteen, and that you are the only genius in this sect. However, you are arrogant and domineering, but you don't know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people above us. Today, I am here in front of everyone.
In front of others, I will tell you clearly that in a year at most, I will surpass you and trample you under my feet, letting you know what it means to come from behind!"
In one year, surpass Chu Feng?
All the outer disciples were in an uproar. Xuantian was still an outer disciple, with a cultivation level at the ninth level of the martial arts realm, but Chu Feng was already the first disciple of the inner sect, with a cultivation level at the peak of the third level of the Xiantian realm, and could break through at any time.
At the fourth level, one year later, if there is any adventure, he will even break through to the fifth level of the innate realm.
The distance between the two people can be said to be worlds apart. It is more than ten times more difficult to break through the Xiantian realm than the martial arts realm. Xuantian's words are really shocking.
Even Wu Zhenkun was shocked when he looked at Xuantian, wondering where Xuantian's confidence came from.
Chu Feng gritted his teeth. Xuantian's words were simply contempt for him, the number one disciple of the inner sect. But with Wu Zhenkun on the side, he could not get angry easily. He sneered and said, "Trash, I'll wait for you."
After saying this, Chu Feng left without stopping.
Wu Zhenkun, as the first elder of the Martial Arts Pavilion, held a high position, and Xuantian did not know each other and had no friendship with him. Wu Zhenkun actually showed up to help him, which really surprised Xuantian.
Xuan Tian was about to thank Wu Zhenkun when he saw a shadow in front of him. Wu Zhenkun instantly went up to the second floor of the martial arts pavilion and disappeared without leaving a word.
The secret books were scattered all over the floor, but the bookshelf was broken and could not be cleaned up at all. Xuantian left the martial arts pavilion and reported the situation to the elders of the outer sect guarding the pavilion. After hearing this, the elders of the outer sect asked him to leave first.
Secrets, someone will take care of them.
After what happened, Xuantian was no longer interested in watching the 'Jueying Sword Technique', so he left the martial arts pavilion and headed to the trading market near Tianjian Sect.
Martial Arts Pavilion, an independent room on the second floor, Ling Xingyue was sitting on a chair against the wall. Suddenly the door rang and Wu Zhenkun walked in.
Ling Xingyue immediately stood up and said: "Uncle Martial Master, how is the situation?"
There was still a look of surprise in Wu Zhenkun's eyes, and he said: "He exchanged palms with Chu Feng and was not injured. It's really surprising. He also threatened to catch up with Chu Feng within a year. He said it with all his heart. I really
I can't guess where his confidence comes from? Master is very optimistic about this kid, and he really has something extraordinary and extraordinary."
"Catching up with Chu Feng within a year?" Ling Xingyue couldn't help but be surprised and said, "Uncle martial artist, don't you think it's possible?"
Wu Zhenkun shook his head and said: "It's too difficult, it's so mysterious!"
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The trading market near Tianjian Sect is the largest trading market within thousands of miles.
In the beginning, this was a place where Tianjian Sect disciples obtained some good things outside of their sect missions and traded them openly when they went out for training.
Because there is Tianjian Sect as the backing, trading here is guaranteed to be safe. Gradually, some nearby warriors and disciples from other sects also come here to trade, and it slowly develops bigger and bigger, becoming Fangyuan.
The largest trading market in thousands of miles.
Basically, the things that can appear in the trading market are all items of extraordinary value, ranging from more than 100,000 taels of silver to hundreds of thousands of taels, or even millions of taels.
The outer disciples of the martial arts realm generally have nothing to trade here, and it is difficult to buy the items in the market. Therefore, the objects of transactions in the market are basically the masters of the Xiantian realm.
Before returning to Beimo County, Xuantian wanted to buy a healing elixir so that he could take it back to his family and heal his father's injuries.
His father, Xuan Hong, was originally a super strong man in the Heaven Realm, but due to his severed meridians, he was almost a cripple. He could no longer even use his sword energy, and his strength was only equivalent to that of a warrior at the sixth level of the Martial Arts Realm.
Healing elixir is rarely used, but once used, it will definitely be life-threatening.
Compared with life, no one is stingy about price, so the value of healing elixirs is basically ridiculously high.
In the market, there are masters of the Xiantian realm everywhere, and Xuantian, an outer disciple of the martial arts realm, seems a bit dazzling.
The identity of the first disciple of the Xuantian outer sect is nothing at all among the inner disciples. No one recognizes him, let alone the disciples of other sects and some martial artists.
A warrior in the martial arts realm does not have much purchasing and exchange power at all. For Xuantian and the masters in the Xiantian realm, they all see it as if they have not seen it.
Xuantian walked in the market, looking for healing elixirs from stalls to stalls. He found that these healing elixirs were not only expensive, but also scarce in quantity. There were many strange and weird materials in each stall, but there were no elixirs.
Walking deep into the market, Xuan Tian suddenly stopped in front of a stall.
In the center of the stall, there is a medicine box, and next to it is a sign that reads: Longzhi Intermittent Pill, Xuanjie Healing Pill, specially designed to treat broken meridians, priced at 2 million taels of silver.
However, Xuantian's attention was not attracted by the Dragon Finger Intermittent Pill. On the right side of the Dragon Fat Intermittent Pill, there was a broken map. When Xuantian glanced at the remaining map, he felt something in his eyebrows.
The small white jade sword suddenly trembled slightly, seeming to be a little excited.
"This residual picture must have some background." Xuan Tian judged instantly in his mind.
After a cursory look at the map, there was an introduction sign standing next to it: Fragmented map of a mysterious treasure, incomplete map, unknown treasure, price 300,000 taels of silver.
Look at the print on the introduction sign. It has been around for a long time. A broken map with an incomplete map and unknown treasures was sold for 300,000 taels of silver. This is simply a scam. No wonder after so long, there is no one.
sell away.
The stall owner is an inner disciple of the Tianjian Sect. On the chest of his clothes is the small sword symbol of the Tianjian Sect. Seeing that Xuantian is also a disciple of the Tianjian Sect, he said: "Junior brother, what do you want to buy?"
The tone is very cold, as if to say: Can you afford it?
Xuan Tian said: "If you don't want to buy it, I will exchange it."
The inner disciple, who was about twenty-four or five years old, said, "What can you give me in exchange for it?"
"High-quality Ningzhen Pill!" Xuan Tian said lightly.
"What? High-grade Condensation Pill?" The inner disciple's voice was startled, and his attitude immediately changed 180 degrees: "Are you Huang Tian, the dark horse in this year's outer disciple ranking competition?"