Chapter 158

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 158 look down

Chen Feng knows well that every man is innocent and deserves his sins.

If others know that he has a treasure, I'm afraid it will cause great trouble. If nothing else, neizong doesn't know how many people will want to dig open his Dantian and take away the treasure!

So he kept silent.

This made the disciples think that he acquiesced to Zhao duanliu's words.

The disciples were stunned again. No one expected that Chen Feng, who was extremely talented and powerful, ranked 19th in the newcomer list, had such a big hidden danger in his body!

Many people's eyes changed when they saw him.

Reverence and respect turn into pity, disdain and contempt.

Such people are doomed to have no future.

A trace of schadenfreude flashed in Yang Jingtian's eyes, and he thought, "waste, it's really a waste."

Han yu'er and other disciples from the outer sect stood firmly beside Chen Feng.

They are full of confidence in Chen Feng and will not waver because of Zhao duanliu's few words.

Everyone left one after another, and Zhao duanliu also left. For a time, only Chen Feng and others were left.

Han yu'er shook his fist and said, "younger martial brother, don't think too much. The total teacher may not know what's wrong with you! Besides, even if what he said is true, it's not impossible."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "don't worry, I'm fine."

Later, Chen Feng went to neizong Wuji Pavilion.

Neizong Wuji Pavilion, hidden by green trees, is surrounded by cliffs. The terrain is dangerous.

At the gate of Wuji Pavilion, a green robed old man was playing chess.

He has only one person, one son in his left hand and one son in his right hand, but he plays chess with himself. But he didn't have the slightest impatience, but concentrated.

When Chen Feng arrived, he frowned tightly and held a chess piece in his right hand. He hesitated and didn't know where to put it.

Seeing this scene, Chen Feng eased his steps, walked to his side, stood quietly, and looked down at the chess game.

He couldn't understand it, but he was patient and didn't rush.

The sun shines down, and through the shade of the trees, golden spots fall on the ground.

In the afternoon, the sun, the trees, the old man and the chess game formed a peaceful and quiet picture.

Of course, there is the handsome boy in white as snow next to him.

Chen Feng waited for half an hour, and the old man just dropped the chess piece. Then he looked at the chess game, and burst into laughter, very happy, as if he had solved a mystery.

After laughing for a while, the old man raised his head and looked at Chen Feng. A trace of appreciation flashed in his eyes. He smiled and said, "you've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?"

"Yes." Chen Feng said honestly.

The old man sighed, "there are not many young people as patient as you now."

Chen Feng smiled and said, "this is what we should do."

"The younger generation is here to receive the reward."

With that, Chen Feng handed the jade amulet to the old man.

The old man took the jade talisman, glanced at it, and said in some surprise, "so you are Chen Feng? The first of the ten disciples of waizong?"

Chen Feng nodded and said, "yes."

When the old man looked at him again, his eyes became closer: "good thing, good thing! I am also from a foreign lineage. How prosperous were we from a foreign lineage? Every year, there are at least 50 disciples who are qualified to enter the inner lineage, which oppresses other hospitals."

Chen Feng was a little surprised.

He said with a wry smile, "elder, the situation now is diametrically opposite to the original one. Now it is our disciples of waizong who are overwhelmed by people from other hospitals."

"Yes, this situation began to appear about 30 years ago. There are fewer and fewer outstanding disciples of the outer sect, and there are fewer and fewer potential disciples. Every year, there are only ten disciples who are qualified to enter the inner sect, from 50 to 30, and then to 20."

A trace of anxiety flashed across the old man's eyebrows: "no one knows what happened."

He changed the topic and said, "this session of neizong disciples, I heard that the whole is pretty good, especially you, who performed extremely well in the bamboo mountain blessed land contest, killed two strong people in the Shenmen realm, and also awakened the Yellow level six level martial spirit. After hearing this, we old guys are very happy."

He patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "practice hard and give waizong a sigh of relief!"

Chen Feng straightened his waist: "the boy will live up to the high expectations of his predecessors!"

"Well."

The old man nodded: "you made great contributions to the sect in the blessed land of Zhushan. With this jade talisman, you can enter the second floor of the Martial Arts Pavilion and choose four martial arts or martial arts. The time limit is half an hour."

The Yellow level skill corresponds to the martial arts' postnatal realm and Shenmen realm.

Generally speaking, the martial arts skills that can be contacted and practiced in the acquired environment are basically from grade one to grade four. Only in the realm of Shenmen can you get access to the skills and martial arts of Huang level and above.

There are five floors in neizong Wuji Pavilion.

The first level of martial arts skills, yellow level three to five.

Second floor, yellow grade, grade five to grade seven.

Third floor, yellow grade, Grade 7 to grade 9.

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As for the fourth floor, it is mysterious and inexplicable. Few people have entered it, and even what is inside, only a few people know!