Chapter 8 Hidden Valley

There was nothing to do overnight. Occasionally, a few monsters came to harass him, and they were also forced to leave with sound waves by Zhao Wuji. Dongfang turned white, Zhao Wuji dressed up, stood up, looked at Fengyun Wuji, looked at the sky, and said, "I'm going to go to the master's good friend, the residence of the exorcist for a period of time. If you want, you might as well go with me."

"I'm not familiar with everything here. I just have nowhere to go, so I'll go with you. At least, I have to take care of you on the way."

Zhao Wuji smiled, then turned around, jumped from the top of the cliff, crossed a rainbow in the sky, and flew to the east. Fengyun Wuji used the method of the imperial sword, followed closely.

Three days later, Fengyun Wuji finally came to a huge valley with Zhao Wuji. The fog in the valley was so foggy that it was not real. When there was still a distance from the mouth of the valley, Zhao Wuji greeted Fengyun Wuji to fall to the ground, and several people walked to the mouth of the valley. The opening of the valley is extremely small, and at the entrance, two large characters "Hidden Valley" are written in cinnabar. Feng Yun Wuji looked at Zhao Wuji doubtfully, but Zhao Wuji didn't see it. He went straight to the entrance. At the entrance, the two white-bearded old men lying on the ground bowed, then grabbed a rusty knife on the ground and gently scratched his index finger. The knife seemed to be blunt, but it was very sharp and easy to Open Zhao Wuji's finger. A drop of blood dripped from the wound into a stone bowl connected to the rock below. The stone bowl is red, and the bottom of the bowl is covered with a layer of red and black matter.

When Zhao Wuji cut his index finger, the two old men with white bearded opened their eyes, as if they looked at the stone bowl, nodded with satisfaction, and then looked at Fengyun Wuji.

"Do it." Zhao Wuji handed the knife to Fengyun Wuji, and then said, "This is to prevent high-level demons from sneaking into the valley. Some demons are born with a very smart skill of change, and even the top masters are difficult to see through, so they can only judge by blood.

Feng Yun Wuji suddenly took the knife and gently stroked his index finger to let the blood drip into the stone bowl.

"You two go in. Remember, there is life and death. After saying that, the two white-bearded old men waved their hands, closed their eyes and stopped talking.

In the hidden valley, thousands of walls stand, and there are countless caves between the two walls, which are dense. At the edge of the cave, you can faintly see them sitting in it one by one, motionless.

"In the hidden valley, the stronger the strength, the higher the residence. With 300 meters as the boundary, people under 300 meters should not disturb the cultivation of people more than 300 meters. I came here once tens of thousands of years ago and again thousands of years ago. But I have never seen a tall man living above 300 meters. Some of them have been practiced alone for hundreds of thousands of years, motionless.

Fengyun Wuji was a little confused and thought, it would be enough to fly up and have a look. Zhao Wuji looked at Fengyun Wuji with a smile, as if to see through his heart, and said to him, "Try to fly 300 meters."

After listening to him, Fengyun Wuji felt that there seemed to be something strange more than 300 meters, and he didn't say anything. His feet paused slightly, and then shot up like a sharp arrow. The more he went up, Fengyun Wuji felt that the resistance of the air became greater and greater. When it reached more than 200 meters, the speed of flight was almost the same as walking. When it barely reached more than 250 meters, it could no longer go up. It seemed that the whole space above seemed to be solid, like a huge piece of cold iron, preventing people from

The true qi in the body suddenly stagnated, and there was an image of exhaustion. As a last resort, Fengyun Wuji finally fell to the ground slowly.

"How about it?"

"I can only advance to 250 meters."

"10,000 years ago, I could only advance to 280 meters, and later, I could only go one or two meters forward, and I couldn't go any further up. The higher you go, the stronger the breath of those strong people is. The inadvertent breath is gathered together, which is about the same as the actual attack. You and I are too far away to enter the upper level. At present, there are people under 300 meters in this hidden valley. People over 300 meters have not appeared for many years.

Feng Yun Wuji looked up at the sky, felt the strong aura on the upper level of the sky and the rolling true airflow, and said thoughtfully, "Are they... all latent cultivation?"

"Not bad"

"In this hidden valley, there is a spiritual array distributed by the supreme, and the speed of collecting aura is a hundred times a thousand times that of self-cultivation. Therefore, many practitioners of liberal factions will gather here to practice. Of course, in fact, the most important point is..." Zhao Wuji looked at Feng Yun Wuji's eyes and said indifferently, "This ancient world is by no means like the space plane where we originally lived. In just a few decades, a skill can be completed. Although our people are not as good as the birds of paradise and those demons in other planes, there are also a lot of them. But how many people have you seen along the way? No, that's it. In this world, it is impossible to achieve great power without tens of thousands of years, 100,000 years, or even millions of years. The more powerful the skill, the longer it takes. One of the biggest reasons why this ancient human being is so rare is that the vast majority of people are in the process of latent cultivation. It took me tens of thousands of years to make some achievements. But I can't stand this endless years of practice, so I ran out for a walk. Within this hidden valley, more than 300 meters, there should be some strong people who are practicing great power skills.

"How long has it been! ..." Fengyun Wuji said with a loss of words, thinking of the idea of the temple, the sword body method, but I don't know how long it will take to reach the realm of great success, tens of thousands of years? Or hundreds of thousands, millions of years? There is already a huge gap between the years with everyone. If it takes such a long time to achieve success, what should we do with some powerful demons, even hostile forces within the human race in these tens of thousands of years?

Thinking of this, Fengyun Wuji's eyebrows gradually frowned. Although he knew that he could not be in a hurry to practice martial arts, what he saw all the way was that the low-level monsters could not be easily dealt with by himself. This cruel situation had to annoy him.

"Let's go. The boat will go straight to the bridge. Let's go inside first." Reaching out and patting Fengyun Wuji's shoulder, Zhao Wuji looked up and strode into the thick fog. Fengyun Wuji came to his senses and followed Zhao Wuji.

The further back, the wider the internal space of the Hidden Valley is, but the fog is also thick and thin. When it is about a kilometer away from the entrance, there is no fog.

Under the cliff on one side, at a dark cave, Zhao Wuji stopped and arched his hand to the deep mouth of the cave and said loudly, "The younger generation Zhao Wuji came to see the predecessor of the demon-killer."

The cave was quiet, like a pool of stagnant water. Fengyun Wuji could not feel any trace of vitality in it. However, as soon as Zhao Wuji's voice fell, there seemed to be a storm in the cave, and a powerful breath swept out of the cave like a storm. The invisible pressure, The whirlwind composed of swords soared out of the cave. In a hurry, Feng Yun Wuji was forced to retreat repeatedly. My chest is blocked and I almost want to vomit blood.

The master's strong voice in the cave echoed in Fengyun Wuji's ear: "Who is this? Why did you bring a stranger I have never seen before?" ...It's strange. What kind of person do you have? Why is your skills so weak? The whole ancient one is probably as weak as him.

"This is a new soarer. It has only been three years since he soared. When the younger generation met him on the road, he had to help him and escape the trouble. By the way, he took him to this hidden valley. Zhao Wuji said respectfully.

Oh! The people in the cave were shocked, and then there was no sound. Fengyun Wuji found that Zhao Wuji's lips moved, showing that he was talking to the owner of the cave with the skill of passing the sound into the secret.

After a long time, a sigh came from the cave: "I didn't expect your master... Hey... come in."