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Chapter 134

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After the young practitioner was attacked by Yang Li, he suddenly felt a burst of pain in his head. The pain made his body twitch a little, and his eyes were bloodshot. He thought that he had provoked a powerful practitioner, so he didn't dare to probe further. He took one last look at the others and staggered away from the crowd.

Yang Li saw the young practitioner leave, and quietly transmitted a message to Xue Qinghan: "The spies of the two sects have found us. Let's end this quickly and go to the Secret Territory."

The battle In The Field was very fierce at this time, and violent spiritual power fluctuations spread from time to time. The surrounding people cheered constantly, and some people sighed at the strength of Xue Qinghan.

Xue Qinghan heard Yang Li's message, and his eyes turned cold, and said: "I don't want to play with you, let's end this!"

"Snow Peak Technique!"

The small Spiritual Sense Snow Mountain smashed directly into Zi Xu's Sea of Consciousness. Zi Xu panicked and hastily tried to resist. However, he still felt that he was unable to resist. He was hating his Spiritual Sense Defense for being trash.

However, Xue Shan directly disappeared from his mind. A voice transmission sounded in his sea of consciousness, saying, "You're too weak. You'd better behave yourself and be Yang Li's little brother. I've already lost to him. You can't even defeat me, let alone him."

Obviously, Xue Qinghan stopped his attack, but even so, Zixu was shocked and broke out in a cold sweat. After hearing Xue Qinghan's words, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that Xue Qinghan couldn't beat Yang Li, and then he nodded and smiled bitterly, and said: "I admit defeat."

The battle between the two ended anticlimactic, which made the bystanders a little unhappy, but what did their battle have to do with the bystanders?

After the two finished fighting, they walked towards Yang Li and the others, and Yang Li told them what just happened. Suddenly, they lost the mood to enter the city, and the huge pressure once again pressed down on them.

"Yang Li, is this Zixu reliable?" Traceless Wind asked quietly, after all, they were going to the Secret Territory, and Zixu came looking for Yang Li, so it would be unreasonable not to bring him.

Yang Li heard his words, and knew what he meant. After a moment of silence, he said: "There should be no problem, I was only in the first level of the Blood Tempering Realm a year ago, and he didn't know my talent at that time. Since he came to find me a year later, there should be no problem with his character."

When Feng Wuhen heard Yang Li's words, he weighed the matter in his heart. Indeed, it was as Yang Li had said. He calmed down a little and said, "Then let's bring him along. It won't make much of a difference."

Then, they sped up and flew in the direction of the Secret Territory.

After rushing for another eight hours, they arrived at the location of the Secret Territory.

The Secret Territory was on a mountain, and at the foot of the mountain, there were many military-like tents, forming a camp. The biggest tent in the middle had a flag with the word "Feng" on it, indicating that this was the territory of the Feng Clan, and no unauthorized people were allowed to enter. There were also many people in the Feng Clan's uniform patrolling the surroundings. They were all at the Spirit Movement Realm, and the captain was even at the Illuminating God Realm.

From this, one could see the strength of the Feng Clan. Although they didn't have the high-end fighting power of the Half Law Realm, their mid-level fighting power couldn't be underestimated. Also, according to Traceless Wind's introduction, there was a team of Spirit Controlling Realm cultivators here, and the captain was at the Harmonious God Realm.

The group landed in front of the tent, and a team of patrolling disciples saw Traceless Wind, and they all bowed: "Greetings, Young Master."

Traceless Wind waved his hand indifferently and said: "No need to be so polite, is Uncle Qingshan inside?"

"Yes, we will immediately inform him. Young Master, you can directly go in." The leader of the disciples respectfully said.

"En, okay." Traceless Wind nodded and walked towards the camp.

At this time, a shadow appeared behind them. He looked at the word "Feng" on the top, narrowed his eyes, and left.

Yang Li and the others were silent, and they followed Traceless Wind inside. Soon, they arrived in front of the biggest tent.

A hearty laugh came from the tent, and he said: "Is it Traceless and her friends? Come in. "

Traceless Wind immediately smiled and said to the group: "Let's go, Uncle Qingshan is very easy to get along with. This time, we also need Uncle Qingshan's help to enter the Secret Territory."

The group nodded and entered the tent together.

The inside of the tent was a bit luxurious, and there was a huge luminous pearl hanging at the top, causing a soft light to spill over the entire tent. In the middle was a huge screen, covering the back of the tent, and in front of the screen was a big seat.

On the two sides of the tent were benches and tables, which seemed to be used for meetings.

On the biggest seat in the middle, there was a middle-aged man in a golden robe, exuding a decisive and sharp aura. His skin was bronze, and on his square face, his big eyes and thick black eyebrows gave people the feeling that he was a general. His nose was straight, and his lips looked like they were cut by a knife.

His entire person exuded a different kind of charm, and his deep voice had a different kind of magnetism, which made the group like him a lot.

Seeing them enter, Feng Qingshan smiled and said: "Traceless, let your friends sit down."

Traceless Wind immediately invited everyone to sit down, and then, Traceless Wind said: "Uncle Qingshan, this time we are here to enter the Secret Territory. I have already told father, and father has agreed."

Traceless Wind's face showed respect and a trace of affection, and it seemed that Feng Qingshan treated him well.

"Mm, I know about this, Big Brother told me about it. Do you plan to enter now or wait for two days?" Feng Qingshan asked.

"Tomorrow morning, let's take a break today." Traceless Wind thought for a moment and said. Because they had been on tenterhooks for a few days, it was time to relax. This place was the Feng Clan's territory, so the two sects wouldn't dare to provoke the Feng Clan, so they could take a break.

"That's good, then we must prepare a good meal for you tonight. Our Young Master of the Feng Clan has come, and this small camp is immediately honored by your presence! Haha! "Feng Qingshan joked with Traceless Wind.

"Uncle Qingshan, I don't want to stay here anymore, I'll leave later." Traceless Wind also smiled and said to Feng Qingshan.

"Haha, okay, I won't talk nonsense with you anymore. Don't you want to introduce these friends?" Feng Qingshan smiled again and looked at Yang Li's group.

"It's my fault, it's my fault, I forgot to introduce them to you. Uncle Qingshan, please don't blame me." Traceless Wind slapped his head and dejectedly shook his head.

After Traceless Wind finished speaking, he immediately began to introduce them to Feng Qingshan. The first to be introduced was naturally Yang Li, the champion of the Four Sect Competition, the abnormal genius that even defeated Xue Qinghan, followed by Xue Qinghan, Yan Zhan, Su Wanqing, and Zi Xu.

Cultivators were usually introduced according to their strength. With Feng Qingshan's cultivation, he could naturally see that Yang Li's cultivation was only at Spirit Movement Realm Level 8, but Traceless Wind was the first to introduce him.

This meant that the strongest among them wasn't Zi Xu, who was at the 4th level of the Demon Spirit Realm, but Yang Li!

Two Spirit Realm cultivators were ranked after the Spirit Movement Realm cultivators, which also meant that the three Spirit Movement Realm geniuses were very strong. Feng Qingshan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "Sure enough, geniuses only know geniuses. Birds of a feather flock together."

After Traceless Wind finished his introduction, Feng Qingshan hid the surprise in his eyes and smiled, "Heroes indeed come from the young. I originally thought that the Feng Clan's cultivators were all quite talented, but after seeing you guys, I suddenly feel that the Feng Clan is under a lot of pressure."

"Luckily you guys are not my Feng Clan's enemies, or else our Feng Clan will be in big trouble in twenty years, haha."

"Senior Feng, you must be joking. We are friends with Traceless, and we have seen the elite disciples of the Feng Family. We are far inferior to them." Yang Li smiled as he complimented Feng Qingshan. His high EQ surprised Feng Qingshan.

He was even more certain of Yang Li in his heart and said, "You are all friends of Traceless, which means you are guests of the Feng Clan. However, this tent is a bit crude, so please don't be offended. In the future, when you visit the Feng Clan, we will definitely receive you with the highest standards."

The few of them chatted with Feng Qingshan. Not long after, Feng Qingshan called a Feng Clan disciple over and arranged for him to eat. He planned to prepare a table of wine for them at night, so that they would have a better impression of him.

Very quickly, it was evening. The food and wine that Feng Qingshan prepared were also prepared. The disciples of the Feng Clan continuously brought them up.

The ingredients were all made from rare demonic beasts. It had a lot of benefits to the growth of people's cultivation. Several people ate until their mouths were dripping with oil. Only Su Wan Qing ate in small bites. From time to time, she would glance at Yang Li who was drinking. Her eyes revealed a touch of worry, as if she was afraid that Yang Li would drink too much.

The commotion in the tent spread out, causing many Feng disciples to look at the tent with envy. For Feng Qingshan to treat someone like this, it was not as simple as being Feng Wuhen's friend. After all, strength and talent were the most important things in this world. Those without strength and talent were not worthy of such treatment.

Although Feng Qingshan was a generous person, he was not an idiot. Naturally, he would not do something useless. He did this to make the others have a better impression of the Feng Clan. In the future, if something happened to the Feng Clan, they could stand behind the Feng Clan.

The moon was in the middle of the night, and the stars in the night sky were extremely bright, surrounding the silver moon. The bright moonlight sprinkled over the entire land, appearing gentle and tranquil. The comfortable moonlight caused the patrolling disciples to feel slightly sleepy, but they still forced themselves to be alert and patrol.

The noise in the tent gradually quieted down. The few of them were a little drunk. After all, they had to drink comfortably. They couldn't use spirit force to expel the smell of alcohol. Feng Qingshan had already arranged the tents. Seeing that the few of them were almost drunk, he called someone in to send them back.

The people who came in saw the scene in the tent and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Su Wanqing was the most sober one. Because she was a girl, Feng Qingshan didn't let her drink.

Yang Li's head was deeply hammered down. He supported his head with both hands, trying his best to lift it up. Unfortunately, how could he do that when he was drunk?

Zixu was dead drunk. He was snoring under the table. The grease at the corner of his mouth hadn't been wiped off. His lips were glistening under the light of the Night-Luminescent Pearl. He was holding an empty wine jar in his chest and the leg of an unknown demon beast in his left hand.

Xue Qinghan had taken out a long sword from somewhere and was brandishing it in the center of the tent. Her movements were very impressive, and there was a kind of desolate and sorrowful feeling that made people's minds sink into it.

Yan Zhan was also urged to drink. Normally, he was not good with words and had an indifferent expression. At this moment, he was staring at the diagonal diagonally above him. His eyes were empty and his mouth was slightly open. He looked like a pig who had seen a beautiful woman.

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