"It seems that Feng'er will definitely have some opportunities when he goes out to practice this time."
The great elder's surprise was beyond words.
Yang Qian's heart trembled slightly. The pressure this junior brother brought to him was really too great.
He originally thought that the biggest competitor in the inner sect would be Bei Mo.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng surpassed Bei Mo in one fell swoop, and his cultivation level was close to that of his chief disciple.
"There are indeed opportunities, but they are also quite dangerous."
Zhao Feng was still frightened at this moment.
Opportunities and dangers often coexist, which both the Great Elder and Yang Qian know well.
In history, there are many more unknown people who died without a burial place while seizing opportunities.
Only a very small number of talented people are lucky enough to be able to turn danger into danger.
Thinking of this, the Great Elder valued Zhao Feng more and more.
Zhao Feng is not very talented, but he has received the strongest inheritance from Fuluan Palace.
The ten-thousand-year record of Fuluan Palace was broken by him. However, ten thousand years ago, there was no record. It can be said that it is unprecedented.
And now.
After Zhao Feng left the house, in just over ten days, his cultivation level and strength increased dramatically.
How could an ordinary genius have such a good opportunity?
This shows what?
"I'm afraid this boy has great luck, which is even stronger than that of Bei Mo."
The great elder couldn't help but feel a little excited when he thought of this.
In his life, he had never seen a genius with such strong luck.
Even Beimo cannot compare with Zhao Feng.
Also going out for training, Bei Mo's cultivation level increased, which was obviously not as good as Zhao Feng's.
Moreover, people with great luck can often influence the people around them, which is exactly what the saying goes: "One person achieves enlightenment, and chickens and dogs ascend to heaven."
Yang Qian was worried, not knowing how to deal with his junior brother whose strength was constantly increasing.
If this trend continues, his position as chief disciple may not be retained.
The great elder noticed the anxiety of the great disciple and sighed inwardly.
At this moment, Zhao Feng said: "Senior Brother Yang, don't worry, I'm not interested in the position of chief disciple."
As soon as this statement came out.
The elder had a look of astonishment on his face, Yang Qian's face suddenly became a little uneasy.
Zhao Feng's words were too direct and somewhat hurtful.
However, as fellow disciples, it would be better to make things clear directly.
What's more, the last time Zhao Feng conducted mental attack training on Yang Qian, he discovered the knot in Senior Brother Yang Qian's heart.
"Hmph, Junior Brother Zhao, are you absolutely sure that you can beat me?"
Yang Qian said a little dissatisfied.
His voice sounded a little guilty.
To be honest, facing this mysterious and weird junior brother, he really had no chance of winning.
During the last training, Zhao Feng's mental illusions made him succeed repeatedly. What's more, Zhao Feng's cultivation strength has greatly increased now.
"With my current strength, I have at least a 70% chance of defeating Ao Yuetian."
Zhao Feng changed the subject.
He didn't directly say that he was definitely better than Yang Qian, but took Ao Yuetian as a reference.
"Defeat Aoyuetian?"
Yang Qian gasped, this was something he couldn't even imagine.
At the three-sect meeting that day, Ao Yuetian's power penetrated deeply into his soul, and he was convinced by his defeat.
When the great elder heard this, his eyes flashed. The surprise this little disciple brought to him was far beyond his expectation.
However, the Great Elder would not completely believe Zhao Feng's words. In his rich life experience, he had seen too many confident geniuses who failed miserably in the end.
"Huh, you're talking nonsense, don't say it too early. Half a month ago, the Heaven of Ling Yue Sect was promoted to the seventh heaven of the world. The second true disciple, Zhao Yufei, reached the peak of the sixth heaven two months ago."
The Great Elder snorted coldly and said these words to dampen Zhao Feng's arrogance.
The seventh heaven of transcendence?
Yang Qian had a look of shock on his face. It was really unimaginable that someone from the rookie generation had actually reached the seventh level of transcendence.
Zhao Feng's expression remained normal, and he sighed inwardly. He had already expected that Aoyuetian would have a small chance of reaching the seventh heaven before the Alliance Conference.
The small probability that was expected finally happened.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Zhao, for resolving my knot in my heart."
Yang Qian felt relieved, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes and a slightly complicated expression.
Zhao Feng made his words clear directly and showed his strong strength and confidence, which resolved Yang Qian's knot in his heart.
If Zhao Feng hides it and Yang Qian is under great psychological pressure alone, he might become jealous and fall into the abyss.
Zhao Feng didn't want to cause a dispute between the teachers and sects, so he simply made his words clear.
At this moment, Yang Qian's state of mind suddenly became enlightened. He was no longer restrained, and his cultivation was even more promising.
Seeing this in his eyes, the great elder nodded happily.
Zhao Feng's behavior seemed arrogant and conceited, but he solved the problem in the most direct and simple way.
After Yang Qian left, only Zhao Feng and the Great Elder were left in the house.
"What else can Feng'er do?"
The great elder looked pleasant.
Zhao Feng took out the animal skin scroll from the "Hundred Tombs Forbidden Land" and handed it to the great elder.
The great elder looked at the handwriting on the animal skin scroll and his expression changed continuously.
Obviously, the great elder knew the words on the animal skin scroll, and seemed to have seen some shocking secret from it.
"I didn't expect you to come out alive from the 'Forbidden Land of One Hundred Tombs.'"
The great elder couldn't help but take a deep breath, his face full of shock and doubt.
The Hundred Tombs Forbidden Land is one of the seven major forbidden lands in the mainland. Looking back for thousands of years, only the leader of Chi Yue has escaped from the forbidden land.
The Great Elder was still a little worried and checked Zhao Feng's body.
"If a disciple is cursed, how can his cultivation level increase greatly?"
Zhao Feng was a little speechless.
As expected, the Great Elder found nothing from Zhao Feng.
Even if Zhao Feng is really cursed, it may be difficult to resolve it at the level of the True Spirit Realm.
Of course, the reason why Zhao Feng took out the animal skin scroll was because he had several questions to ask the great elder.
"Does the division of sects inherited from ancient times really exist? What is the approximate level of a one-star sect?"
Zhao Feng raised the question in his mind.
"This is just a legend. If we divide it by star rating, throughout the history of Qinghua Continent, there has never been a sect with more than one star rating."
The great elder smiled bitterly.
Zhao Feng couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this. Doesn't this mean that Xiaoyue Sect cannot even reach one star?
"According to the legendary star classification, the ten strongest sects in the mainland can only be regarded as one-star sects. Strictly speaking, only the Scarlet Moon Demon Sect hundreds of years ago can be regarded as a true one-star sect. .As for Xiaoyue Sect, it is not even half a star. Moreover, between one and half stars, there will be a gap of ten times and a hundred times. None of this can be taken seriously."
The great elder couldn't help but shake his head when he finished speaking.
The star classification is, after all, just a legend.
According to the way it is divided, the Xiaoyue Sect is not even half-star, and the one-star sect may be dozens of times stronger than the half-star sect.
By analogy, from one and a half stars... to two stars... to the highest five stars, the sect's strength will reach such a terrifying level.
If we measure this, the legendary two-star sect, just sending a few minions, can destroy the Xiaoyue Sect, let alone the strongest five-star sect in the world.
"There are too many legends in this world. In this regard, you can check the sect's classics."
The great elder sighed, as if he didn't want to say any more.
Zhao Feng returned to the central hall and stepped into the inner library.
After a while.
Zhao Feng found out the legendary classification of the sect’s stars.
According to its requirements, the Half-Star Sect needs at least one real-spirit level deterrent. In addition, it needs dozens of ordinary true-spirit realms, as well as many other requirements.
From this point of view, Xiaoyue Sect does not reach the threshold of a half-star sect, and is far from it.
at some point.
Zhao Feng opened another book about the legend about the origin of heaven and earth.
According to the records in the book, in the ancient times of chaos, there was a "barbaric continent" between heaven and earth.
The wild continent is endless. Since the time of chaos, gods and demons have been born. They have the power to destroy the world and destroy the world. They are almost immortal and immortal.
In the endless years, the wild continent extended infinitely, its area was infinite, and its races of creatures were countless.
Until a certain day.
An unprecedented war broke out on the wild continent, and even some innate gods, demons, and ancient god kings participated in the war.
That battle shook the world, the sun and the moon, and even tore apart the chaos of heaven and earth. In the end, even the ancient ancestor gods were implicated in the war, and the forbidden power broke out, creating a storm of destruction and shattering the nearly infinite wild continent.
After the wild continent was broken, the world did not end. This prehistoric continent turned into billions of dust particles, dust, and fragments. The blood of those ancient gods also merged into these dust particles, forming an endless universe of heaven and earth.
legend.
Qinghua Continent is one of the billions of dust particles left after the Savage Continent was shattered.
After reading this legend, Zhao Feng felt it was incredible.
If the myth is true, then the mass and power of the "Barbaric Continent" are so great that a speck of dust could fill the entire world.
Naturally, he was a little unconvinced, just like he was half-convinced about the sect's star classification.
Zhao Feng closed the ancient book, turned around and left.
Huh?
Zhao Feng suddenly found that when he was reading these myths, the little thieving cat had been sitting on his shoulder, his eyes flickering.
At the same time, the moment he turned around.
In Zhao Feng's mind, he recalled an inexplicable echo: "Eternity was shattered, the ancient gods died, and turned into trillions of dust..."
This voice, so familiar, was exactly the same sentence I heard when I first got the mysterious left eye.
Zhao Feng's body suddenly stiffened and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Eternity was shattered, the ancient gods died, and turned into billions of dust.
In just a dozen words, it seemed to explain the myths and legends that Zhao Feng had just seen.
Doesn’t this mean that... the myths and legends are true? At least the general development trend will not deviate too much.
If the myth is true, then there is nothing strange about the five-star classification.
For a while.
Zhao Feng's mind was a little confused.
But his mood quickly calmed down.
Since integrating into the mysterious left eye, his temperament has become calmer and more tenacious. Even in the most dangerous moments, he can maintain his composure.
"It is assumed that my left eye should be the eye of an ancient god?"
Zhao Feng was guessing in his mind and even looked certain.
An eye from an ancient god from the era of the barbaric continent.
Zhao Feng was very confident in his speculation, provided of course that the myths and legends were true.
"In this case, my left eye will be named Xianshen Lingyan."
Zhao Feng murmured.
pounding, pounding
His left eye was beating rapidly, and a layer of light blue blood deep inside his body was boiling and burning, like an emperor awakening.
A deeper aura blended into Zhao Feng's body and blood, and his green hair automatically became darker in color without wind.