After stepping through the entrance of the secret realm, Mu Feng was teleported to the Land of Hundred Refinements.
Most people directly arrived at the training ground snatched from Jue Ling Palace, and so did Mu Feng.
Among the three cultivation areas in the Taoist Palace, this one is the richest in resources.
"Even this place is not enough for so many people to practice."
Wu Yun looked around and spoke with a serious face.
The other silver medal disciples stepped forward one after another, including Zhou Yan and a woman in black.
This woman is none other than Yang Ying, who just confirmed her relationship with Kun Heng!
"Why don't the iron disciples go to the other two training places? This area should be enough for the few of us to practice for a month."
Zhou Yan glanced at Mu Feng and others and spoke indifferently.
Wu Yun hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Mu Feng, you stay with us, while the other iron disciples go to the other two places."
Many iron disciples looked envious. Why can Mu Feng stay here?
"Brother, isn't this good! Mu Feng is also an iron disciple like us, why can't we be here?"
Wen Mo frowned and stepped forward, looked at Mu Feng and snorted coldly.
With Zhou Yan here, he really isn't afraid of Mu Feng.
Mu Feng stood there with his hands behind his hands and said nothing.
"Indeed, I think Mu Feng should also go to the other two training grounds, otherwise many disciples will be dissatisfied."
Zhou Yan also took a step forward, looked at Wu Yun and said.
Wu Yun frowned slightly, he naturally wanted Mu Feng to stay here.
After all, he lost to Mu Feng in the last bet, so he felt guilty.
"Yes! Why can Mu Feng stay here?
Can’t we?”
"I think it's Senior Brother Wu Yun who favors Mu Feng. As the leader of two disciples, you can't do this."
Many disciples complained.
The other two cultivation grounds are barren in spiritual power.
And with so many people practicing there, there won’t be much improvement within a month.
Of course they are dissatisfied!
"I won't stay here."
Mu Feng glanced at Zhou Yan and Wen Mo and spoke indifferently.
Wu Yun and other silver medal disciples looked at Mu Feng in surprise. If they encountered such a situation, they would definitely stay here shamelessly.
After all, the spiritual power here is many times stronger than that of the other two places.
Practicing in this month can be equal to half a year in the other two areas!
In order to improve yourself, why not be thick-skinned?
"Mu Feng!"
Wu Yun frowned and looked at Mu Feng. He naturally wanted to help Mu Feng, but judging from Mu Feng's appearance, he didn't want to stay here from the beginning.
"Senior Brother Wu Yun, you don't need to say more. Even if they agree, I won't stay here."
Mu Feng smiled and spoke.
Everyone was shocked. After hearing what Mu Feng said, was he going out to fight with others?
"Ha, that's ridiculous! In those unclaimed lands, even a silver-level disciple might perish. How dare you, an iron-level disciple, go out?"
Zhou Yan laughed and looked cold and contemptuous.
Mu Feng's talent is indeed evil, but behind Zhou Yan is Gao Wenlong!
Even Wu Yun did not dare to touch Zhou Yan easily.
"This path of cultivation is inherently thorny, and you will either die or be injured.
If you always stay in one place, where will the big opportunities come from! Since you choose to live a life of mediocrity, then shut your mouth!"
Mu Feng glanced at Zhou Yan and spoke indifferently.
Everyone looked at Mu Feng in surprise. Mu Feng was actually attacking Senior Brother Zhou Yan here!
"you wanna die!"
Zhou Yan clenched his fists.
If Wu Yun hadn't been here, he might have taken action directly against Mu Feng.
"Forget it, don't say anything."
Wu Yun frowned.
Wu Yun then turned to look at Mu Feng and said deeply, "Junior Brother Mu Feng, if you go to that unowned land to fight for resources, remember to save your life first!"
Mu Feng nodded, then smiled, "Senior brother, this mere place of hundreds of refinements is not worthy of being my burial place."
Wu Yun looked at Mu Feng in surprise, then nodded.
Zhou Yan and others snorted coldly, looking indifferent.
After Mu Feng finished speaking, he stepped out of here and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Many disciples were surprised and didn't know what to say. Mu Feng really went out willfully?
"Oh, this Mu Feng doesn't know how to praise! Do you really think that this place of hundred refinements is his Tianzhou, and it's all trash!"
Zhou Yan smiled coldly, with a very disdainful tone.
"Zhou Yan, please stop talking nonsense."
Wu Yun frowned at Zhou Yan and shouted coldly.
Zhou Yan glanced at Wu Yun, strode away, and found a place where he could start practicing.
Even though this cultivation land is richer than the other two, it is still limited.
Because of this, the other iron disciples were driven to two other places.
There are also disciples who follow Mu Feng's example and leave the training ground of Taoist Palace to try their luck elsewhere.
At this time, Mu Feng had arrived at the center of the Hundred Refining Land.
This place of cultivation in the center is the most intense place.
But most of the Hundred Refining Land here is divided up by the other palaces, and other forces have no chance to compete for it.
"In this land of no one, competition is really fierce."
Mu Feng frowned and looked around. There was a deserted land in front of him, and a lot of people gathered there!
And the spiritual power in this place is several times stronger than that in Wu Yun!
But among the disciples competing for this place, the weakest one has reached the level of a five-star spiritual master!
"It's just you!"
Mu Feng narrowed his eyes and strode forward!
The people fighting for this place all noticed Mu Feng.
Seeing Mu Feng join in, many people showed murderous intent!
"The disciples of Dao Palace are also fighting against us for this unclaimed land?"
A seven-star spiritual master looked at Mu Feng and gritted his teeth.
Fortunately, Mu Feng is not a silver medal disciple, otherwise they would be really difficult to deal with.
The strongest one here is only the Eight-Star Spiritual Lord, and the silver-medal disciples from several major palaces will really pose a huge threat to them.
"This place belongs to me."
Mu Feng glanced at these people and spoke indifferently!
"Hahaha! If you are a silver-level disciple of the Dao Palace, then we have to think about it, but you, a mere iron-level disciple, dare to have such a tone?"
The Seven-Star Spirit Master burst into laughter, and the others also smiled evilly.
As expected, they are disciples of several major shrines, just flowers in the greenhouse!
"Noisy!"
Mu Feng spoke indifferently and clapped his hand.
The Seven Star Spirit Master's eyes widened and he immediately tried his best to resist.
But Mu Feng’s palm is so powerful!
Under the palm, the Seven Star Spirit Master was completely powerless to resist.
In an instant, the Seven-Star Spiritual Lord was slapped to the ground and turned into a corpse!
The others subconsciously took a step back. How could this Dao Palace disciple have such strength!
Could it be that he is the number one iron disciple of Daogong?
There were three Eight-Star Spirit Masters present, and the three of them looked at Mu Feng and frowned.
They may not be able to kill a Seven-Star Spiritual Lord with one palm!
"My friend, how about we all practice here separately.
There are only four of us practicing, so this unclaimed land is enough."
An Eight-Star Spirit Master took a deep breath and spoke, and the other two people also had the same intention.
Mu Feng looked at the man indifferently, with an indifferent expression, "Get out!"