Chapter 63 The First Episode of Chaos

Suddenly, Cheng Feng heard a few faint footsteps.

"This should be a younger brother! In the Song Dynasty, he lived in Palace 727 next to his younger brother Chunzi's palace No. 728. This time, I want to talk to my brother about some things about the trip to the Beastland. This matter may be related to the success or failure of my brother's trip. I don't know if we can talk about it together?

The voice is extremely old, and there is a sense of seeing through everything. Even Chengfeng feels it. He frowns and says to himself: This old man, before things start, he will say such words. He won't be better!

However, Cheng Feng also knows that his performance should not be too prominent, because in that case, I'm afraid it will attract everyone's attention. So he raised his head.

After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Cheng Feng smiled dumbly.

The combination in front of us is really incredible. There are three people, and the three of them have almost seven layers of cultivation. A pickled old man, a young young man, and a beautiful young man, and a beautiful and petite woman.

The old man's eyes are as deep as the sea, but he looks like a wise man. The young man and woman knew at a glance that they were uninvolved people.

Chengfeng's brain rotated quickly to find out where he had seen the Song civilization. Strangely, Cheng Feng seems to have no impression of himself. I don't remember meeting this person at all. However, Cheng Feng secretly guessed the purpose of several people looking for himself and said lightly, "What's the matter with the three of you?"

The tone is flat and does not contain any feelings. Even a person can hear that this is a polite word. However, it is obvious that Cheng Feng underestimated the old man's face.

Song Wenming smiled and said to Cheng Feng, "Ha ha! In fact, there is nothing to do. I just want to ask Brother Cheng if he has any good plans for the trip to the Beasts in the near future? You should know that those disciples of Yaotang are all bloody guys who have been stained with a lot of blood on their hands. If they enter it alone, they are likely to suffer losses. Why don't we cooperate and discuss it together?

Sure enough, Chengfeng's guess is not wrong. These three people are here to fight the autumn wind.

Cheng Feng couldn't help sighing secretly in his heart. Although the old man was extraordinary and knew how to win over some low-cultivated disciples and hold them into groups to increase safety, he obviously miscalculated. You should know that almost everyone here is stained with a lot of blood in their hands. How can it be completed without that killing? What about getting the quota for the internal disciple examination?

On the other hand, Chengfeng naturally knows the benefits of teaming up to complete the task.

As the saying goes: Everyone picks up firewood and the flame is high!

If there are more people, the search area will be larger. Even when you are in danger, you can resist together and pull each other! But now Chengfeng doesn't believe this. No one can be trusted in the face of interests. Yu Wenjing said it very well. He went there and got the map of the Daxia Dynasty, but when it came to the end, he didn't care about his teammates. If his strength had not improved, he would probably have been beaten by He Qiang before leaving Kunlun Fairy City.

When Song Wenming saw that Cheng Feng was speechless, he immediately said, "I have a way to let us all retreat together. I don't know whether my brother will listen or not?"

It's also strange to say that the man and woman behind Song Wenming didn't say a word about these things and showed a forward-looking look, but Cheng Feng accidentally saw a blank look in the woman's eyes, which was a kind of expression that appeared under the disilure consciousness.

Cheng Feng was suddenly shocked and said coldly, "I have never had the habit of acting with others. If Brother Song intends to join hands with others, he'd better go to find someone else. Time is running out. Don't waste it here!"

The words of Chengfeng are very straightforward and thorough. After listening to this, Song Wenming hesitated for a moment and left, taking a man and woman behind him to another direction.

After they left, Chengfeng also moved to a more hidden place. The most taboo thing for those who adjust their luck is to be disturbed for no reason. Although low-level immortals do not care about it, they can already slightly feel the terrible consequences of the change of the magic power in the foundation period of Chengfeng. Although everyone came here under the leadership of the flying magic weapon of the old man who led the team, they inevitably had a little loss of vitality. Chengfeng must seize the time to adjust his luck and try to adjust his state to the best state before entering the beast realm.

After a few weeks of adjusting the interest rate, Cheng Feng woke up and turned around. As the crowd moved, he walked to the old man who led the team.

The old man was still looking at the blue sky. Cheng Feng looked up and didn't notice anything wrong or mysterious, so he paid attention to the group of people.

In fact, Chengfeng also knows that this is one of the hundreds of channels to enter the Beast Realm. When he enters the Beast Realm, he doesn't know if he can meet it. Even if he finds the powerful characters inside, it is of no use at all.

Suddenly, there was a sound of breaking the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a golden cloud not far away flying towards here quickly.

Seeing such a situation, everyone began to talk about it.

"Quiet! Look at you, where is the stability of immortals? This is the flying magic weapon of Mingxia Fairy. Don't make a fuss.

A man behind the team leader shouted to the crowd.

This sentence was really useful. After a sound, the discussion stopped. Cheng Feng's ear buzzed, but it was caused by the man's speech.

Although the man's voice was not loud, it was directly transmitted to his ears with amazing cultivation and resounded through his mind.

Chenfeng calmed his mind and secretly sighed that the man's amazing cultivation.

At this time, the "golden cloud" had stopped on the barren mountain, and many disciples walked down one by one.

Cheng Feng noticed that these people are different. Almost all of them are external disciples. The leader of this team of disciples is a beautiful woman in colorful clothes. After everyone came down from the "Golden Cloud", they reached out and made a gentle move, and the huge "Golden Flow Cloud" disappeared, but there was an extra golden handkerchief embroidered with a golden cloud in his hand.

Needless to say, this woman in five-color clothes is the Mingxia fairy.

Mingxia Fairy took a few steps forward, came to the old leader of Chengfeng's first team, and said faintly, "I didn't expect that this place was hosted by Brother Ma, but my little sister came late. Brother has been waiting for a long time!"

"It's good that my sister can come. It's still early now. Since you're here, you and I just wait!" The old man said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"Ge! What did my brother say? I still have a short time to have a baby, so I can only do some errands. The senior brother is profound and rich, how can he meet that small piece of black iron again!"

Although Mingxia Fairy speaks in a kind tone, it obviously contains a smile.

Sure enough, after hearing such words, the old man refuted.

"A small piece of Xuanjing iron? Sister, don't be sarcastic about your brother anymore. Last time I was fooled by my brother, I will never fall for you at this moment!"

"What did the senior brother say? No matter how bold the little sister is, how can she deceive her brother if she has no conscience? Hey! My husband successfully refined a furnace of six-grade elixirs three months ago, and the little sister also spent a lot of time talking and asked her husband to keep a special one for her brother. Now it seems that the little sister's thoughts have been wasted on the running water!" Mingxia Fairy said quietly.

When the old man heard the words, his eyes flashed, and then he thought of something again. He said faintly, "I have spent many years of painstaking efforts to refine such a piece of Xuanjing iron, which is now integrated into your Mingxia sword, which increases its power. I, Ma Yunzhou, didn't lose the second piece to you!"

"Ge! How can the majestic Ma Zhenren bother for such a small Xuantie? Brother, don't get me wrong. Although my husband is a little old-fashioned, he has clear grudges. Since he has given his little sister a piece of good Xuanjing iron to improve the power of magic weapons, the six-grade divine elixir will be given to Brother Ma!"

"Is this true?" Ma Yunzhou hurriedly said, obviously paying great attention to the eight-pin meditation elixir.

"What my little sister said has never been faked." Speaking of this, Mingxia Fairy's tone turned and said, "The value of another thing that my sister brought today is absolutely above the Xuanjing iron. I don't know if Brother Ma will continue the tradition of thousands of years and gamble on it!"

This time, Ma Yunzhou became smart, even if he was silent.

Mingxia Fairy was not angry. She looked at Ma Yunzhou with a smile and said lightly, "Brother has really made a lot of money over the years. Now even the inner elixir of the seven-grade fire turtle is not seen!"

In Chengfeng's view, the elder Ma is also very eye-catching. The two real people seem to be a draw, but the situation has always been in the hands of Mingxia Fairy.

Ma Yunzhou, who was quiet and good, immediately changed his temperament when Mingxia Fairy talked about the seven-grade fire turtle inner elixir and said, "The seven-grade fire turtle inner elixir!"

"Not bad! Brother Ma must also know the temperament of the fire turtle. In those years, he went abroad for a hundred years, and finally returned without success. At that time, the little sister paid attention to this moment. A hundred years ago, someone came to ask for elixir and immediately opened her mouth. She didn't think that the man really got a seven-grade fire turtle elixir a few years later. Well, the little sister specially brought it to her brother. I just don't know if the inner elixir of these seven fire turtles can still enter the eyes of my brother now? When Mingxia Fairy saw Ma Yunzhou's shocked expression, she turned her tone and spoke slowly.