"Did you bring enough elixirs?"
Elder Tang didn't explain. He just dragged Du Feng and asked questions as he ran.
"What is it? I didn't prepare anything."
Du Feng had many elixirs on him, but his character was to only take and not give. With a sullen face, he looked as if he was crying for his poverty. This trick was indeed effective.
"Take it!"
Elder Tang took out a storage bag and handed it over. As Du Feng rushed, he didn't forget to check with his Divine Sense. Why are there so many Healing Elixirs? What is he asking me to do? Other than Healing Elixirs, there were also many Essence Returning Elixirs that could quickly replenish True Essence. However, there weren't many Essence Nurturing Elixirs that could improve Cultivation.
Other than the elixirs, there was something strange inside. It was small like a green bean. Du Feng had never seen this thing before. Could it be poison? Such a small poison would only be available to those killers who didn't care about their lives. When carrying out a special mission, they would keep it in their mouth. If they failed, they would bite through the poison. There were even some missions where not only would they fail, but they would also succeed. If they were discovered, they would have to take the poison and commit suicide. What kind of mission did Elder Tang ask me to do? Why did he even prepare the poison for suicide?
"Master, what is this thing for?" Du Feng pretended not to know anything and took out the bean-like elixir.
"Aiya, if you didn't ask, I would have forgotten about it."
Elder Tang slapped his head as though he remembered something important. He immediately explained, "Quickly put this in your mouth. Don't touch it unless you are in danger."
What does he mean? He wants me to put it in my mouth now. Don't touch it unless I am in danger. This kind of poison was used to kill oneself. Once bitten, one would die immediately. Who would be willing to touch it? Du Feng couldn't figure out what Elder Tang meant. Could it be that the sect knew that I framed the Azure Dragon Hall Leader? But it shouldn't be. If they knew, they wouldn't wait so many days before killing me. They also wouldn't need to spend so much effort to poison me.
"Remember, if your life is in danger, bite through it. You can immediately return to the sect's altar. Don't fight to the death with them."
Alright, Du Feng finally understood. In the end, he was told to go to a mystic realm, bite the little green pill, and return to the altar. Under such circumstances, he was definitely going to enter the mystic realm to complete some kind of mission. No wonder he had never seen this poison before. It turned out that it was not a poison at all, but a teleportation item unique to the Qingyang Sect.
Generally, small sects would crush a token or burn a teleportation talisman to quickly return to the sect. But in a life or death battle, that kind of method could easily be interrupted. In the end, the Qingyang Sect's technique was still superior. The mung-bean-sized object was placed in his mouth without any hindrance at all. At the critical moment, he didn't even need to take out his hand. A light bite could save his life.
The secret realm's teleportation point was on the altar, and the altar was in the Sky Foothill Hall. The so-called Sky Foothill Hall was the mountain peak that the founding grandmaster of the Green Sun Sect chopped off with one sword strike. Using great magic power, he turned it upside down and hung it in midair, creating a sacred building on top, which was also the current seclusion location of the sect master.
The Sky Foothill Hall was clearly hanging on top of the Qingyang Peak, but this was a no-fly zone. As long as one's Cultivation did not surpass the grandmaster realm, no matter how much strength they used, they would not be able to fly. Even flying magic treasures would not be useful. So Elder Tang dragged Du Feng and ran up the stairs. There were 9,999 steps, and with every step, his footsteps would become heavier and heavier.
There was an invisible force field, like a mountain pressing on the shoulders, making people unable to lift their spirits. No wonder this was a no-fly zone. With such a large force field, even if they flew, they would fall. Even Du Feng felt tired after running to the back. If not for his good physique, he really couldn't run up.
"Hurry up and go in, you're the only one left."
Du Feng finally finished running all the steps. Wiping the sweat off his forehead, he looked up and saw a circle of light in the center of the altar. The Law Enforcement Elder stood beside the circle of light, seemingly very anxious from waiting, but he did not forget to pat him on the shoulder to express encouragement. Eh, that's not right. He felt that something was stuffed into his collar. He didn't care so much, he had to go in first.
As soon as he entered the circle of light, Du Feng felt dizzy. His whole body seemed to be tied to a wheel, and he didn't know how many laps it had been spinning, and he almost vomited the overnight meal. Finally, the dizziness disappeared, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Cousin, you're here, too. I knew you would come."
As soon as Du Feng stood firm, he felt a warm mass of something sticking to his arm. Although the discomfort caused by the long-distance teleportation had not disappeared, he immediately judged who was talking to him. Such a flexible human chest, and it took the initiative to stick to him, it must be Cousin Murong Mansha. No, according to the rules of the sect, he should call her Junior Sister Murong Mansha. Because they entered the sect at the same time, and Du Feng's Cultivation was higher than hers, he was the Senior Brother, and Murong Mansha was the Junior Sister.
"Seventh Brother, no … Hello, Senior Brother Du."
Zheng Xiaohui was quite obedient, and she obediently called Senior Brother Du. The little girl was very shy, and she just looked down from afar, too embarrassed to stick to him like Murong Mansha.
Du Feng looked around and found that Du Yu 'er was not in the crowd. It seemed that she was not selected, or because of other things, she did not come to participate in this mission.
"Eh? Junior Brother Du, how did you come in? "
The Vermillion Bird Hall's Senior Sister Ni Yin seemed to be surprised to see Du Feng enter the mystic realm. He was an old disciple of the Vermillion Bird Hall, and also the vice-captain of the Vermillion Bird Team this time. The two of them had met once, when Du Feng went to the Vermillion Bird Hall to exchange points for medicinal herbs.
"Why, can't I come in?"
Du Feng was a little puzzled by the question, and he also felt that it was a little strange before. Why didn't Elder Tang inform him in advance of a disciple mission? Suddenly, he issued an emergency recall order, and then brought him all the way to the Sky Foothill Hall to enter the altar, as if he was going to have an affair.
Following Senior Sister Ni Yin's explanation, Du Feng understood what was going on. It turned out that only the disciples of the four inner sect elders were qualified to enter this mystic realm to participate in the trial. This place was called the Land of Buried Dragons, and it was a mystic realm jointly developed by several sects.
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