Emperor Wu Shihuang's handwriting, do not go out of the Milky Way border

Chapter 61 Shock from Fengqingmen!

Mysterious strong.

It is the name that the white-clothed youth and other disciples of the Fengqing sect called Zhao Tuo and the others.

Because not many people in Fengqingmen know their names, at most they only know the mysterious strong man who has stayed in Fengqingmen for the longest time, the suzerain and all the elders call him 'Senior Zhao'.

No one knows more.

But in a vague way, they had also heard some rumors, knowing that Senior Zhao and the other four seemed to be serving a big man.

This aroused the reverie of countless Fengqingmen disciples!
Experienced mysterious, powerful, and generous, with an unpredictable style of behavior.
And to be able to cultivate and subdue such a strong person, just practice the pill once, and it will give you an extremely precious cultivation method.
This is definitely a well-deserved big shot!
After all, even if it is the most prosperous sect today, it is impossible to give a sword cultivation method so casually!

Some people said that senior Zhao and the other big figures behind the four might come from a certain sect.

Some people also said that it may be from a family of Confucianism, ink soldiers, etc., and it may be related to the Seven Kingdoms today.

It is also said that it is even possible to be connected with the legendary hermit sects.
But without exception, all are speculations of various big shots!
And now!
What the boys in white never expected was that the mysterious figure behind the scenes in their hearts was actually a handsome boy!
Looking at the respectful 'Senior Zhao' in front of the boy in black, Xin Sheng's whole body was stiff and his calves were trembling!

The brain is blank.

Why is it a teenager?
How could it be a teenager?
Is this the big shot everyone in Fengqingmen is guessing?

Looking at the young man standing in the very center, respected by the suzerain and a group of elder-level powerhouses, Xin Sheng pinched his thigh hard.

Burning pain.

Not a dream!

This is real!

As if the sky and the earth were spinning, Xin Sheng could only feel his brain buzzing!
This person in front of him is really a big shot behind the scenes!
And he actually tried to trick him just now?

Even nagging for a long time?

Call him fellow daoist?

Xin Sheng's hands trembled!

what's going on!
The big guy behind the scenes is probably too young. He originally thought that the worst case would be a strong foundation-builder going up the mountain to find fault, but what he never expected was that this person was actually the person behind the scenes that they had discussed countless times Big shot! !

Actually!
Not only the white-clothed boy Xin Sheng, but also Yun Qingfeng and others were a little confused when they saw the black-clothed boy!

This...is the big guy behind the scenes?
He gave the dead wood sword art?
However, although they were shocked, Yun Qingfeng and the others were old fritters who had lived for decades after all. Almost when they saw Zhao Tuo kneeling respectfully on one knee, they also clasped their fists and bowed.

"Junior Fengqing Sect Master Yun Qingfeng and others, have met senior!"

Respectful voice.

Far away in the mountain stream.

And the black-clothed boy who came to Fengqingmen was naturally none other than Yingzheng!
Since coming out of Xianyang City, Yingzheng has been all the way to the vicinity of Fengqingmen.

But on the way here, I encountered several spies of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang.

After all, Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang still have a few brushes. Not long after he left the city, he noticed something was wrong.

These few spies are all top-notch experts who are good at tracking, and there is even a spies from the Second Heaven of Foundation Establishment.

In order to get rid of them, Ying Zheng took a little time.

However, Yingzheng didn't care much about this matter. What made Yingzheng more concerned was the speed at which the second relic was condensed in the little pagoda!

And the relic tower did not disappoint Yingzheng!
After a whole night, the six pills in the little pagoda were finally condensed!
Today's little pagoda is floating in his mind, exuding emerald green light, six bright pills are floating inside the little pagoda together with the phantom of Ding Qin sword, almost all of them have turned into substance! !
Surrounded by emerald green vitality and runes, Ying Zheng could almost clearly feel the call from the six pills not far away! !
Looking at the extremely respectful crowd, Ying Zheng didn't say much, just waved his hands casually.

"Let's go, take me to the land of hidden alchemy."

"Yes." Zhao Tuo replied respectfully, walking in the front to lead the way.

Everyone moved forward.

There is no doubt that there was a great commotion in the entire Fengqingmen with so many big figures surrounding a young man.

Along the way, countless disciples of Fengqingmen stared blankly at Yingzheng in disbelief.

But Ying Zheng ignored all these gazes.

But looking at the bustling people around, the elders of the sect turned dark.

It has been a while since the Alchemy Ceremony, and several of them have obtained the Deadwood Sword Art practice method, but after only a few days of practice, their strength has undergone an unprecedented and terrifying improvement.

Most of today's top Fengqingmen already know how terrifying the power represented by Zhao Tuo and others is, and they know that this is definitely a thick thigh, and if possible, they must hug it tightly.

Especially those elders who had practiced the Dead Wood Sword Art understood this point deeply, and immediately scolded him in a deep voice.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and go back to practice!"

Turning around, Yun Qingfeng cupped his hands nervously at Ying Zheng, "The people under the sect are not sensible, please forgive me, senior."

"It doesn't matter." Ying Zheng waved his hand and moved on.

Seeing this scene, Yun Qingfeng and the others breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little fortunate in their hearts.

Although they have enjoyed the sweetness now, they have changed from being obedient to others to actively wanting to hold their thighs, but if this thigh is too bad-tempered, then they should run or have to run. After all, the world is so big that they can’t go anywhere. Unfortunately, it is the foundation of Fengqingmen.
Fortunately, it seems that although this senior is young, his temper does not seem to be too bad.

Looking at Ying Zheng, Yun Qingfeng's eyes flashed with doubt.

It just seems familiar
Seems like I've seen it somewhere.
While Yun Qingfeng was thinking this way, Ying Zheng was also silently looking at everything around Fengqingmen.

After all, it was the first force I recovered, even though it wasn't very big, I had to take a closer look.

But after a few glances, Ying Zheng looked away.

Without him.

It's too shabby.

The current Fengqingmen, the whole Fengqingmen is like a slum.

Except for a few wooden houses, the countless rooms in Fengqingmen are ventilated from all sides.

At present, most of the materials needed for the buildings of the Qin Dynasty are stone, iron and bronze, especially in terms of decoration, most of them are bronze.

But in the current Fengqingmen, almost all the decorative bronzes have been stripped away.

door frames, window frames, tiles
Even when entering the mountain gate just now, the mountain gate of Fengqingmen disappeared.
Even when passing by a martial arts field, he saw several disciples practicing with wooden knives.
Helplessly sighed.

Even though I know that a lot of bronze is needed to build the alchemy furnace, it is too poor
At this moment, Ying Zheng had a new understanding of the strength of the third-rate sect.

The road to control the Great Qin is still far away after all.
Thinking silently.

And at this moment, Zhao Tuo's respectful voice sounded.

"Young master, the place where the pill is buried has arrived."

(End of this chapter)