Peerless Martial Soul

"How about you take out all the things inside and give them to the sect? If you do that, I will certainly not begrudge you a lot of benefits."

Chen Feng quickly covered the mustard bag tightly.

Are you kidding me? There are countless good things in his mustard bag. How can the sect give such great benefits?

He smiled sheepishly, pretending to be stupid.

It's OK to ask him to admit his mistakes, but it's absolutely not OK to ask him to vomit out the benefits he has already taken.

"Okay, okay, for the sake of your great achievements this time, you can keep all these things!" Zhuo Bufan said: "Actually, the biggest reward this time is the jade talisman in your hand."

"You have to stay in the Inner Sect's Sutra Collection Pavilion for three hours. Tsk tsk. Generally, the elders of the Inner Sect and the Supreme Prince of the Outer Sect don't get this kind of treatment."

When Zhuo Bufan said these words, many of the foreign sect's princes showed a hint of envy.

Then Zhuo Bufan called the remaining ten disciples of the outer sect and told everyone: "After the Zhushan Blessed Land Competition is over, you will have three days to rest. After three days, I will take you to the Inner Sect.”

"Yes!" The six disciples responded respectfully.

"By the way, Lord Sect Master." Chen Feng suddenly said: "This disciple also wants to apologize to you. This disciple secretly committed suicide in Qin Moling outside Zhushan Blessed Land."

"This is what happened!"

After hearing this, Zhuo Bufan waved his hands casually and said calmly: "I already know about this matter, but you don't need to worry about it."

There was a hint of coldness on his face: "Qin Moling has repeatedly plotted against his fellow sect members in the Blessed Land of Zhushan, treating the sect's rules as nothing. Even if you don't kill him, I will clean up the sect! It's just..."

Zhuo Bufan paused, patted his shoulder lightly, and said, "Don't be so impulsive in the future, otherwise, I'm afraid you will be used against others."

Chen Feng nodded and said gratefully: "Yes, disciple understands."

Three days passed by in a flash.

These days, Chen Feng has been staying with Han Cong and Han Yu'er.

Chen Feng and Han Yu'er are about to enter the inner sect, and they will be busy practicing in the future. They estimate that they will not have many opportunities, so they should use this time to get along well.

Moreover, Chen Feng took advantage of these three days to sort out his private collection.

Seventy-three various kinds of elixirs and herbs. These elixirs and herbs are all very precious. Some can be taken directly, while others need to be refined.

There are twenty-six demonic beast crystal cores, including one demonic beast crystal core at the second level of the Divine Gate Realm, seven demonic beast crystal cores at the first level of the Divine Gate Realm, and the rest are basically the acquired ninth-level demonic beast crystal cores. .

There are countless fur, bones, scales, flesh, and body parts of various monster beasts.

A considerable part of the benefits Chen Feng gained from Zhushan Blessed Land has been eaten by him, but most of them are still retained. After all, he cannot absorb so much at one time.

Three days later, Chen Feng and Han Yu'er said goodbye to Han Cong and came to the square.

Han Yu'er's eyes turned red at the thought of not seeing Han Cong for a long time.

Chen Feng squeezed her hand gently and comforted in a low voice: "Senior sister, don't think too much. If you can greatly increase your inner sect cultivation, my uncle will be very happy even if you can't meet in person."

Although Chen Feng is already the senior brother of this outer sect, he is still accustomed to calling Han Yu'er senior sister.

After the scene at the bottom of Xiaozhu Peak, the relationship between the two became even closer, and there was an added layer of inexplicable ambiguity.

Han Yu'er nodded slightly. She lowered her head and watched Chen Feng hold her hand. Her face was a little red, but she did not struggle away.

When we came to the square, many people had gathered here.

Seeing Chen Feng, everyone gathered around and shouted: "Elder brother."

According to the rules, only ten disciples from the outer sect can enter the inner sect every year, no more or less. Three people died in Zhushan Blessed Land before, and one more was killed by Chen Feng after they came out, leaving only six.

Therefore, in the past few days, four more outstanding disciples from the outer sect have been recruited.

Among them were two acquaintances of Chen Feng.

One is Duan Wuxin, who has a very bad relationship with Chen Feng. It can be said that they have a blood feud. When he saw Chen Feng, he just sneered and looked viciously.

The other one was Yang Mubai. They had met once before. Yang Mubai admitted defeat calmly and was bright and free, which left a very good impression on Chen Feng.

Yang Mubai cupped his hands and said, "I've met senior brother."

Chen Feng ignored Duan Wuxin and came to Yang Mubai, looked him up and down, and said with a smile: "Now you are at the eighth level of acquired peak? It's so fast!"

Yang Mubai smiled and said: "I would also like to thank you, senior brother. After watching the competition between you and others, senior brother, I felt something and directly broke through to the eighth level."

Chen Feng smiled slightly and said no more.

After greeting some other disciples and communicating with each other, Zhuo Bufan came over and led everyone to the inner gate.

Chen Feng and others were very curious. They never knew where the inner gate was.

Zhuo Bufan led them down from the back of Broken Arrow Peak and walked inside for a full half day, at least dozens of miles, before arriving at a thousand-foot cliff.