The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng didn't understand what Mo Wenyuan said, but he didn't understand.

What he understood was that after he entered the Immortal Gate, he found that these so-called cultivators who had abandoned their emotions and went against the will of heaven could not completely eliminate the evil thoughts in their hearts.

The Immortal Gate was full of people, not real immortals. As long as there were people, there would inevitably be intrigue.

What he didn't understand was that he didn't know much about the power of the Immortal Gate, and he didn't know who else would have other ideas besides An Jingfu.

Seeing him fall into deep thought, Mo Wenyuan interrupted him at the right time: "Okay, these things are not your turn to worry about now. Now your top priority is to find the "Angry Diamond Sutra" while someone wants to use your identity to make trouble."

The "Angry Diamond Sutra" is the best way for Qin Feng to practice now.

Although with the help of the seed, he can also control some magic that requires spiritual power to drive.

But he himself came from the martial arts, and when he was in the original world, the catalytic method of this seed was to break before building.

He felt that the degree of refining of the seeds was not enough, and the growth rate of the seeds had not changed during this period of time by cultivating spiritual power.

This made him a little anxious.

If he wanted to go home, he could not rely on one way, he had to find more ways.

Among the methods he could think of at present, the most promising one was the seeds.

The one who tied the bell must be the one who untied it. It was the seeds that brought him here. If he wanted to go back, he might still have to rely on the seeds.

So he planned to enter the Tao in the way of physical cultivation, temper his body, and continue to polish the seed.

"Disciple understands."

Knowing that Mo Wenyuan was worried about him, Qin Feng readily agreed.

No matter what place Wangujian was, he had to go and see it in person.

Afterwards, Mo Wenyuan and Qin Feng mentioned the bet between An Jingfu and other immortal sect masters.

"This time you helped An Jingfu a lot..." Mo Wenyuan glanced at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng knew that An Jingfu must have used him to do something this time, but he didn't expect that he would get such a big advantage.

"Tsk, it's a bit of a loss. I should have proposed more conditions to him earlier." Qin Feng stroked his chin, feeling a little sorry for this opportunity.

The bet between them must not be just a verbal promise.

Afterwards, An Jingfu won a favor from everyone, and he would definitely let them swear to form a contract.

As for how he would use these favors, Qin Feng felt that it would definitely not be just to let someone send him something.

And just now Mo Wenyuan said that there are many restless people in the immortal sect, and Qin Feng felt that An Jingfu was the most restless one among them.

But he didn't want to get involved, and he didn't care what they were doing.

"Okay, you kid still want to propose conditions?" Mo Wenyuan glared at him unhappily: "If An Jingfu hadn't made this bet this time, and Jiang Yurao had followed his bet, you might not even be able to return to Wuyou Mountain."

At this time, Qin Feng's sight suddenly fell on Mo Wenyuan's side.

He didn't notice it when he came in just now, but now he suddenly saw a dead branch next to Mo Wenyuan's hand.

He couldn't tell what plant this dead branch originally belonged to, but it should be a few years old.

The dead branch was only as long as a human arm, very slender, and there was no mystery.

But Qin Feng knew that since this dead branch appeared in Mo Wenyuan's hand, it was definitely not an ordinary item.

"Master, what are you doing?"

Seeing Qin Feng discover the dead branch, Mo Wenyuan rolled his eyes at him again: "You are so sharp-eyed!"

"To tell you the truth, if you can't come back today, this thing will save your life."

"But now that you are back, this thing is temporarily useless."

Hearing this, Qin Feng felt warm in his heart for some reason.

He knew that he had made a big fuss today, and what Mo Wenyuan took out was definitely not an ordinary item.

Although he said it easily, Qin Feng knew that if he was detained today, Mo Wenyuan was going to fight with those people.

This fight might cost him his life.

"Okay, I don't want to talk too much, just know it yourself."

The topic ended here, and Mo Wenyuan didn't talk too much. He mentioned at the end: "By the way, the kid from the Beast Taming Sect has woken up and is inside."

He knew Qin Feng had a lot of questions to ask, so he didn't delay him.

After saying that, he stood up and swept the dead branch casually. The table was immediately clean and the dead branch disappeared.

Seeing that he seemed to be going out, Qin Feng was stunned for a moment: "Master, where are you going?"

Mo Wenyuan didn't look back at him: "You also know that the old guy An Jingfu took advantage of you. As your master, isn't it taking advantage of me if he takes advantage of you?I was taken advantage of, shouldn't I go to him to seek justice? "

Qin Feng knew that he was not going there just to seek justice, and since Mo Wenyuan didn't say anything, Qin Feng didn't ask any more questions.

He hurried to the inner room, but Jiang Zeyuan was not there, so it seemed that he had reserved a space for him.

Zhong Li had woken up, but he was seriously injured and was still lying on the bed unable to move.

Hearing someone coming in, he immediately formed a defensive posture. Just as he was about to mobilize his spiritual power, he saw Qin Feng's figure.

"Fellow Daoist Zhong, it's better not to use force in your current condition. "

Qin Feng walked over quickly, lest Zhongli really think someone was coming to assassinate him.

Zhu Xing mentioned to him this morning that Zhongli would wake up in the next two days, but he couldn't use his spiritual power for the time being, otherwise his foundation might be damaged.

Now Zhongli is Qin Feng's "big baby". Before the mystery of the summoning array is solved, Qin Feng doesn't want anything to happen to him.

He just wants to know, when Zhongli opened the summoning array, what happened to the breath of his hometown that flashed by, and did Zhongli see anything?

Seeing that the person who came in was Qin Feng, Zhongli was still expressionless as he had met several times before: "Why is it you?"

Qin Feng sat on the stool beside the bed and was happy to hear this: "Daoyou Zhongli, I must remind you that this is Wuyou Mountain, I am a disciple of Wuyou Sect, why am I here?"

Zhongli turned his head away from him, staring at the ceiling with a pair of lifeless eyes: "Today is the decisive battle of the Immortal Sect Conference, did you lose? ”

The final battle of the Immortal Sect Conference is the ultimate showdown among the geniuses. Qin Feng appeared here so quickly, it seems that he has already lost.

It seems that Feng Xing is still the strongest among the disciples of this generation in the Immortal Sect.

Qin Feng smiled and did not deliberately explain this question. It was not important to him.

"Fellow Daoist Zhongli, I came to you today on purpose because I have a question to ask. I also hope that you can tell me everything you know and solve my confusion..."