A Paragon of Wuhun Chapter 158: Looking badly

Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Eight Looks Bad

Chen Feng knows well: Every husband is not guilty, but he is guilty of his crimes.

If someone knows that he is carrying a treasure, I am afraid that he will cause a catastrophe. If nothing else, Nei Zong would not know how much he would want to open his dantian and take the treasure!

So he remained silent.

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

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

Many people's eyes changed when they saw him.

Respect and respect have become compassion, disdain, and contempt.

This kind of person is destined to have no future.

Yang Jingtian's eyes flashed a glorious moment, and he said in his heart: "Trash, it's still a trash."

Han Yuer waited for a few disciples from outside the sect, but stood firmly beside Chen Feng.

They are full of confidence in Chen Feng and will not be shaken by Zhao Duanyu's few words.

Everyone left one after another, and Zhao Duanliu also left, leaving Chen Feng and others alone.

Han Yuer shook her fist and said, "Junior brother, don't think too much, the chief teacher may not know what is going on with you! Besides, even if what he said is true, it is not impossible."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said: "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Later, Chen Feng went to the Nei Zong Wu Ji Pavilion.

In the Nei Zong Martial Arts Pavilion, surrounded by green trees, there is a ten thousand-zhang cliff behind it, surrounded by cliffs, and the terrain is dangerous.

An old man in a green robe is playing chess at the entrance of the Martial Arts Pavilion.

He has only one person, one son on his left hand and one son on his right hand, and he is playing against himself. But he was not at all impatient, but attentive.

When Chen Feng arrived, he frowned, holding a chess piece in his right hand, undecided, not knowing 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 doesn't understand, but he is patient and doesn't urge.

The sun shining down, through the shade of the trees, dropped golden spots on the ground.

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

Of course, there is also the handsome boy in white clothes next to him.

Chen Feng waited for half an hour before the old man dropped the chess piece, and then he looked at the chess game and laughed very happily, as if he had solved a puzzle.

After laughing for a while, the old man raised his head and looked at Chen Feng, his eyes flashed with admiration, and he smiled and said: "Have you waited for a long time?"

"Yes." Chen Feng said honestly.

The old man sighed: "Nowadays, there are not many patient young people like you."

Chen Feng smiled and said: "This is what it should be."

"The juniors are here to receive rewards."

Speaking, Chen Feng handed the jade charm to the old man.

The old man took the jade talisman, took a look, and said in surprise: "So you are Chen Feng? The head of the top ten disciples of the Outer Sect?"

Chen Feng nodded and said: "Yes."

When the old man looked at him again, his eyes became more close: "Good thing, good thing! The old man is also born in the outer sect. How prosperous is our outer sect? We are just qualified to enter the inner sect every year. Zong’s disciples, there are at least fifty people, and the other courtyards can’t breathe."

Chen Feng was a little surprised when he heard this.

He smiled bitterly: "Senior, the current situation is completely opposite to the original situation. Now it is our outer sect disciple who is overwhelmed by the people in the other courtyard."

"Yes, this situation began to occur about thirty years ago. There are fewer and fewer outstanding disciples in the outer sect, and fewer and fewer potential ones. Every year, the disciples who are eligible to enter the inner sect start from Fifty became thirty, and twenty again, and now there are only ten left."

A flick of worry flashed between the old man’s eyebrows: "No one knows what happened."

He changed the topic and said: "This disciple of the Nei Sect, I heard that the overall situation is not bad, especially you, who performed extremely well in the Zhushan Fudi Competition, and killed two gods. I also awakened a sixth-grade yellow martial arts spirit. We old guys were very pleased after hearing about it."

He patted Chen Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Practice hard and give the foreign sect a sigh of relief!"

Chen Feng straightened his back: "The kid will live up to the expectations of his predecessors!"

"Um~ IndoMTL.com~ The old man nodded: "You are in Zhushan Fudi, and you have made great contributions to the sect. With this jade symbol, you can enter the second floor of the martial arts pavilion and choose four martial arts or martial arts, time limit It's half an hour. "

The Huang-level exercises correspond to the martial artist's Houtian realm and Shenmen realm.

Generally speaking, the martial arts and martial arts that can be contacted and practiced in the acquired realm are basically from the first to the fourth yellow level. However, the skills and martial arts above the fourth grade of the Yellow rank can only be encountered in the Divine Gate Realm.

The Nei Zong Wu Ji Pavilion has five floors.

The martial arts and martial arts on the first floor, from third to fifth yellow rank.

On the second floor, from fifth to seventh yellow grade.

Three layers, from seventh to ninth yellow grade.

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As for the fourth level, it is mysterious and inexplicable. Very few people have been inside, and even very few people know what's inside!