Why did this sect leader disappear and where did he go? It has always been a difficult mystery in Fengyun Sword Sect. Until today, they realized that Feng Hanshan had not left Fengyun Sword Sect and had been hiding in his heart.
The mountain behind the cliff tried to repair this space barrier. This restoration lasted for more than 9,000 years, nearly ten thousand years.
"Ka!" Just as everyone was secretly surprised, a crack sound came from the barrier. Although the crack sound was extremely subtle and almost inaudible, with the cultivation of Gu Fenghua and others, they could hear it clearly.
Chu.
Their hearts also sank. Although the barrier at the entrance of this hole is much stronger, it is not easy to break it completely, but once it is broken, the consequences are unthinkable. That is tens of thousands of heaven-swalking crocodiles.
Ah, if they were allowed to rush into the Wuji Holy Heaven, I wonder how many people died of unlimited life, were displaced, and even how many sects collapsed.
"Let's go, don't say much. The faster you go, the better, the farther you go." Feng Hanshan's expression sterned, and his hand that made the handprint became heavier.
The power of the Holy Source burned, and streams of light appeared outside his body, like flames swaying, but his face became even older.
Fortunately, as his handprints continued to be printed, the barrier seemed to have become a little more stable.
"In this, there are the martial arts and sword skills that my Fengyun Sword Sect has passed down from generation to generation, and my lifelong cultivation experience. I came too quickly at the beginning, and I didn't expect it to be so serious. I didn't have time to pass it down, so I'm afraid it will cause the sect to go from now on.
You can't recover. You can take it away now, and there may be a day to rebuild the sect in the future." Feng Hanshan breathed a little relieved, continued to print his hand with his right hand, took out a storage bracelet with his left hand, and handed it to Chen Wanqiao with shame on his face.
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"Master, let's leave together." Chen Wanqiao said with red eyes.
When Feng Hanshan disappeared mysteriously, the strength of Fengyun Sword Sect dropped sharply. Although no one dared to complain on the surface, he could not help but complain in secret. Even Chen Wanqiao himself, sometimes he couldn't help but complain about some people when he thought about it.
Now, he finally realized that the sect leader's disappearance was entirely for the safety of the sect. If it weren't for his continuous repair of the barrier for nearly ten thousand years, the Fengyun Sword Sect would have been destroyed long ago.
This is nearly ten thousand years, and Chen Wanqiao couldn't even imagine how he survived. After finally finding someone, he wanted to leave him alone to escape. How could he bear it?
"If I can leave, why wait until today?" Feng Hanshan sighed and said.
As soon as the words fell, a deafening beast roar came. The one that was getting closer and closer to the barrier. With everyone's eyes, through the barrier, you could even vaguely see its fierce fangs and sharp teeth, and you could only see it from afar.
With one claw, an invisible claw shadow condensed in the air and landed hard on the barrier.
A sour scream came from the barrier. The entire barrier trembled violently, and everyone's hearts trembled violently.
After looking closely, several tiny cracks appeared on the barrier and spread quietly.
"Go away, if I didn't have this ferocious beast, I might have been able to last for a thousand years, but now, the barrier may be broken at any time and I can't delay it for a moment." Feng Hanshan's expression changed drastically, and he took out his left hand from an ancient jade bottle.
A holy pill was fed into his mouth, and then he made a handprint with all his strength again.
The power of the pill flowed, and the divine light burst out in his eyes, and he regained a little more spirit. It seems that he could persist until now because of these holy pills, but there were obviously not a few holy pills left in the bottle, so he could persist again.