The Dragon from Hell

The dispute here had nothing to do with Qin Feng. His eyes stayed on a jade hairpin in An Jingfu's hand.

It was a jade hairpin made of white jade. It looked ordinary and had a very simple orchid carved on it.

The jade hairpin seemed to be the "key" to open Wangjing Mountain.

Wangjing Mountain should not be in the Wuxiang Mountain Range, or it is, but it has been enchanted by the sect and can only be opened with a key.

An Jingfu chanted a spell and pointed the jade hairpin in his hand at the void, and a crack opened in the space.

However, there was no scene in the crack, only a twisted darkness, with dots of blue rolling into a vortex, but the vortex rotated very slowly.

"After entering Wangjing Mountain, the environment you will face will be completely different according to your respective state of mind, talent, and ability. Wangjing Mountain has never been a mountain in reality, but a mountain in your heart. Remember, no matter what you see after entering, you must follow the true voice in your heart. You must also stabilize your state of mind to avoid triggering the inner demon."

An Jingfu warned a few times. These words had been explained by the mountain masters and elders of the major mountain gates before. He was just performing the duties of the sect master.

"Two disciples of the first class can enter Wuxiang Mountain first and choose the opportunities that belong to you. You can choose four "opportunities" from it. As for how many of these four you can bring out, it depends on whether you can grasp them."

According to the rules of the sect, the number of "opportunities" that each person can choose after entering Wuxiang Mountain is limited.

There are not many opportunities that can be picked in Wangjing Mountain. After finding them, you can only choose the opportunities you like from the available opportunities and then bring them out.

In the original rules, there were only three first-class disciples, and then they were reduced.

But because Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran both completed the task of the dead realm this time, they were considered the special prize, so they could both pick four.

Then the ordinary first-class has three, the second-class has two, and everyone else can pick one to bring out.

However, the number of selections can only increase the probability, but it cannot ensure that everyone can find the opportunity that suits them.

Wangjing Mountain will have its own judgment, and the "opportunities" picked will also have their own choices.

When the disciples enter Wangjing Mountain to pick opportunities, they choose the opportunities, but when they come out of Wangjing Mountain, it will become the opportunities that choose them.

If the opportunities they choose are not suitable for them, they will disappear directly when they come out of Wangjing Mountain.

Even in the history of the sect, it is common for the three opportunities selected by the first-class disciples to disappear.

Of course, there have been examples where only one opportunity was brought out, but it soared to the sky because of this opportunity.

In short, the large number of opportunities that can be selected does not mean that the quality is good.

No matter how many opportunities can be selected, you must be cautious.

As An Jingfu finished speaking, all the disciples began to get nervous and stared at the crack.

Qin Feng and Zhong Mengran stepped out at the same time. With An Jingfu's wave of his hand, the two of them flew into the air and fell directly into the black vortex.

It was almost the same as when he entered the small demon realm. Qin Feng only felt a blackness in front of his eyes. After a while of dizziness, the environment around him was very different when he opened his eyes again.

When Qin Feng opened his eyes, he subconsciously frowned.

The Wangjing Mountain in front of him was not the fairyland or hell as some people said.

In front of him, there was actually a small town!

The town in front of him was very lively, as if it was going to the morning market, with crowds of people and endless hawking.

Ordinary civilians were walking back and forth, hawking, lowering prices, and some acquaintances gathered together to chat and greet each other. The noisy sound fell on his ears, and Qin Feng could even hear clearly what they were talking about.

It was not just the sound, the aroma from the roadside snack stalls penetrated Qin Feng's nose, and he could even smell it clearly.

How could this happen?

He did not see where the "opportunity" was, but only saw a lively scene.

As he walked on the road in the town, occasionally someone passed by him, and when the two sides bumped into each other, he could still feel the other person's body temperature.

It is said that Wangjing Mountain determines where he will go based on his state of mind, talent, and ability, so what does this mean now?

Could it be that his opportunity is in this market?

"Jiaoxia, are you there?"

He subconsciously called out to Jiaoxia, but the other party did not respond, which made Qin Feng raise his eyebrows: "Didn't you follow me in?"

This surprised him a little. Could it be that Wangjing Mountain could actually block Jiaoxia?

But he didn't think much about it. Since he was already here, he might as wellTake a walk around the town to see what's going on.

Just as he was planning this, a petite figure suddenly ran over and bumped into his arms. Looking down, he saw a child of about seven or eight years old.

The child fell to the ground as soon as he bumped into him, and immediately began to cry loudly.

But the people around him all shrank their heads when they saw this, and no one dared to look over here.

At this time, a middle-aged man ran out from the side, hurriedly hugged the child, and knelt down to Qin Feng with a plop: "Sir, spare my life, sir, spare my life! My child is still young, he is ignorant, please let him go!"

The middle-aged man looked very frightened, and his head was broken with a few "bangs, bangs, bangs", and blood was flowing.

Qin Feng frowned slightly. Before he understood the situation, he did not take action without authorization: "I never said I would blame him. What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man did not dare to stop his kowtow: "Yes, yes, sir, you are magnanimous and do not bother with us lowly people. I am really grateful!"

"Stop kowtow, get up." Seeing that the ground under his feet was red, he was afraid that someone would die if he continued to kowtow like this, so Qin Feng asked him to get up first.

During this time, the little baby cried even more sadly in the man's arms, but the man covered his mouth with one hand.

The kowtow stopped, but the man did not dare to raise his head, as if he was afraid that Qin Feng would see his face, and kept shouting "Thank you, sir".

Qin Feng did not know why he was so afraid of him. No matter how he asked the other party, he only said one sentence. Qin Feng had no choice but to let him go first.

When he heard that he could leave, the other party hurriedly took the child and left. He did not dare to raise his head during the period, and Qin Feng did not even see what he looked like in the end.

He turned his head subconsciously, and the civilians who were watching immediately turned their heads and pretended to do their own things.

This town is a bit strange.

However, after this episode, Qin Feng was too lazy to continue wandering around, and planned to look for clues to opportunities first.

But he didn't expect that he could meet acquaintances in such a place.