Gou Dao Xiu Xian: I am immortal in the demon sect

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Brother Qin...Brother Qin?"

Inside the stone house, Qin Feng was about to leave to avoid being implicated when a familiar voice suddenly came from the crowd.

Then, a fat white monk wearing the clothes of the Qinglian Sword Sect appeared in front of him.

"Are you...Gu Ming?"

At this time, Qin Feng's face had not yet taken off the Demon Lord's Mask, and he still looked like Qin Yu.

During the ten years when he went to the Qinglian Sword Sect to lurk, Qin Feng was serious and kept people at a distance. He had basically no friends.

There was only a fat little Gu Ming who lived in the same thatched house with him, and they often carried out sect missions together. They had a harmonious relationship and were considered his only good friend in the sect.

He saw that Gu Ming had already reached the initial stage of cultivation, and there were more sword patterns on the shoulders of his clothes, which showed that he was obviously an inner disciple. He couldn't help but feel happy for him.

"Junior Brother Gu, long time no see, congratulations on your promotion to an inner disciple."

"It's been more than eighty years since we last met..."

Gu Ming couldn't help but ask Qin Feng:

"Senior Brother, where have you been all these years?"

When Qin Feng was thinking about what excuse to find to answer, someone suddenly shouted:

"Why ask this? Since he didn't die in the battle, but refused to return to the sect for so many years, he must have betrayed the sect and surrendered to the enemy!"

The person who spoke had a face full of fat. It was Lu Yuan, the steward of Honglian Peak who often made things difficult for Qin Feng. Now he was also an inner disciple in the initial stage of cultivation.

Qin Feng glanced over there and found that there were quite a few familiar faces.

In addition to Lu Yuan, Jiang Xuejun, Liang Xing, and Ling Wei, his friend he made on Xiankong Island, were all there.

The people who were confronting the Qinglian Sword Sect were the "Eight Demons of Corpse Demon Peak" and others from the Wanshi Sect.

In terms of numbers, the Wanshi Sect obviously had more people.

It seems that all the major sects attach great importance to the secret realm of Xianguan Mountain, and basically sent a lot of people here.

No wonder the flower forest looked crowded before the secret realm was opened...

Just as Qin Feng was about to speak, Lu Yuan couldn't help but shouted angrily:

"Traitors, everyone has the right to kill them!"

After that, he raised his fist and brought out a strong gust of wind, hitting him.

Although most of the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect are sword cultivators, there are still a few who cultivate other things.

For example, Lu Yuan in front of him, wearing boxing gloves on his hands, fighting in close combat with others, seems to be a physical cultivator, which is not very common.

Back then on the Red Lotus Peak, Qin Feng was still a small disciple in the Marrow Cleansing Stage, while Lu Yuan was already a master in the Soul Purification Stage.

Now that so many years have passed, Lu Yuan is already in the middle stage of the Dao. He thought that Qin Feng was just like Gu Ming, at most in the early stage of the Dao, and he would be able to subdue him in a few moves!

Who knew that Qin Feng would not dodge or avoid his fierce attack.

When Lu Yuan was close to him, he suddenly attacked and instantly grabbed Lu Yuan's iron fist.

Qin Feng twisted his hand downward violently, and Lu Yuan screamed and knelt in front of him, feeling that the tendons in his arms were broken, and tears flowed from his eyes in pain.

"You... are you already in the late stage of the Dao?"

Lu Yuan looked at Qin Feng with horror, still unable to believe that he was subdued by him in one move!

Is this... is this still the weak disciple who allowed himself, the deacon, to boss him around on the Red Lotus Peak?

Qin Feng loosened his hand and stopped looking at Lu Yuan who was lying on the ground. He smiled at Gu Ming beside him and said:

"I was lucky enough to get a legacy on an uninhabited island. I practiced hard for eighty years before I came out of seclusion."

After hearing this, Gu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and said happily:

"It's good that senior brother didn't betray the sect. We can sit together and discuss the Tao again in the future!"

However, Qin Feng's words obviously couldn't convince most people.

On the Qinglian Sword Sect side, most people looked at him with suspicion.

Fortunately, Qin Feng didn't want to return to the Qinglian Sword Sect, nor did he expect to convince these people. He just wanted to make his friend feel better, that's all.

Liang Xing, who was the steward of the Reward and Punishment Hall of the Qinglian Sword Sect, glanced at Lu Yuan lying on the ground and angrily shouted:

"You broke the tendons of your fellow sect member with one move. You are so vicious. According to the rules of our sect, you should be pierced through the collar bone and sent to the Cold Wind Cave to face the wall for ten years!"

Qin Feng sneered,

"It was obviously he who made the first move. He deserved it. It's not a pity to die. Breaking his tendons is just a small lesson."

He didn't want to waste time with them anymore, so he said to Gu Ming:

"Junior brother, it seems that we can no longer sit together and talk

"I said, see you later!"

After saying that, he took out the Firefly Sword and fled forward in the surprised eyes of everyone.

Because the people from the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect were watching closely, Liang Xing had to be careful.

So although he was furious at this time, he did not dare to act rashly. He could only watch Qin Feng gradually disappear...

Three days later,

The sky was gloomy.

Qin Feng was sitting in front of a tomb at this time, and he kept forming the seal of breaking the ban in the forbidden method of the heavens in his hand to break the ban that blocked the door of the tomb.

This tomb is located in an inconspicuous cave on a small mountain.

After saying goodbye to Gu Ming, Qin Feng rushed all the way and accidentally glimpsed this cave. He just wanted to come in and rest for a while.

Unexpectedly, there were more than a dozen tombs in this cave. Qin Feng spent three days He had already broken through the first few chambers, and only got a few bottles of inexpensive elixirs.

The tomb chamber he was breaking the ban on now looked the largest, and the restrictions were the strongest.

If he still got nothing here, he was afraid that the other tomb chambers would not have any good things either, so Qin Feng did not plan to waste time breaking them one by one.

After all, the secret realm of the Immortal Coffin Mountain was only opened for a total of seven days, and Qin Feng did not have much time left...

The tomb chamber in front of him had three levels of water, wind, and cloud restrictions. Qin Feng had now broken through the "No Wind" and "Extremely Cold Water", and was now trying his best to break through the last level of "Traceless Cloud".

After an unknown amount of time,

Qin Feng suddenly shouted and threw the last spell forward,

"Break! "

A dull roar sounded in the cave, and the three-layer restriction of the tomb was finally broken by Qin Feng amidst the flying sand and rocks.

He coughed a few times, and after the dust around him settled, he slowly pushed open the tomb door.

What came into view were several large oil cauldrons, and the others were empty.

Only one of the oil cauldrons still had a large amount of lamp oil, burning with a quiet, high flame that illuminated the tomb like daylight.

Qin Feng walked in and saw a square stone table in the middle of the tomb, on which were placed many sacrificial vessels such as jars, sacrificial vessels, tripods, and Yi.

Behind the stone table altar, there was a stone couch with a hanging coffin, surrounded by black air and covered with various very powerful spiritual talismans and iron chains, which made Qin Feng's back cold and he dared not approach...