Those years when I made five scumbags cry

The wind was howling, and the sky was full of yellow sand. As soon as Chu Yunfei left the boulder, he turned into a sword light and flew in that direction.

Xiao Lv and his people would not come out behind the boulder, and others would not notice him under such circumstances. If he wanted to rush into such a storm, he must have sufficient speed.

Looking from a distance, one could see a blue sword light piercing the sky, rushing into the hurricane.

Then nothing happened.

Jian Guang was extremely sharp on the outside, invincible, but as soon as he entered the storm, his direction suddenly became chaotic!

Chu Yunfei had already estimated the power of the storm to the maximum, but when he came in, he realized that he had still underestimated the power of the hurricane.

He couldn't maintain his sword light at first, so he could only drift with the current, turning around in the turbulent current, and could barely stabilize his figure. At this moment, Chu Yunfei was sure that this was not a natural phenomenon.

Pulled by the storm, he circled all the way up to the upper half, and when he heard a scream of being torn apart by the wind, Chu Yunfei suddenly realized that he was not the only one there, and there was another person who was just like him on the opposite side. This troubled brother who is tossed around.

It's just that he took the initiative to come in with a sword, but this person came in without any magic weapon, as if he was drawn in while walking on the road.

"AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

Chu Yunfei's eyes fell on him, and he could barely see that this was a half-grown boy, who looked a bit like his junior brother who was more than 300 years later.

It's just that the young man's face is not as round as his junior brother's, but he has a baby face. Chu Yunfei can still stand upright in the storm. This young man is good, he only knows how to cry and howl, and he doesn't know how to stabilize himself.

He was right, the boy was really in the desert, and he was swept in by this inexplicable storm as he was walking, and when the storm blew up, it happened to be right under his feet, so he couldn't react at all Come.

And he was only one person, he only asked for help and didn't know who to ask for help.

The baby-faced boy was being thrown upside down by the wind, almost throwing his breakfast out, when suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, able to grab him firmly in the storm, and then put He straightened himself up.

Babyface breathed a sigh of relief, and grabbed the hand like he was grabbing driftwood, and found that the person who came was a boy in white, so he said with tears in his eyes, "Thank you, thank you fellow Taoist..."

Chu Yunfei found out that such a guy is actually a cultivator. Because he didn't have to enter the WTO more than 300 years ago, is his overall quality so low?

Chu Yunfei held his hands in his arms, saw him looking down with a terrified expression, and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"Ah?" Babyface looked up at him, and said, "I didn't think about what to do, I was just walking on the road, and then the wind suddenly rolled up from under my feet and pulled me in."

He was involved innocently and was not prepared at all.

If he was given some time to prepare and take out the magic weapon, he wouldn't be so embarrassed.

The two drifted with the tide in the storm. Although one person became two people, it was as if there was no one more when they were close together.

The baby face saw the azure blue sword light under his feet. The boy in white was able to stabilize his figure in the storm, which showed that his cultivation base was not low.

Chu Yunfei heard him ask curiously: "Your Excellency is a fellow Taoist from Kunlun?"

Chu Yunfei frowned, thinking that this kid's strength is not good, but his eyesight is quite good.

After all, more than 300 years ago, his uncle had not left Kunlun to establish Tianshan Mountain independently, so among so many schools, only Kunlun used swords the most.

But he didn't admit it, but looked at the boy and said coldly: "Seeing me using a sword, do you think I'm from Kunlun?"

The baby face shrank its neck, and heard that the tone of the white-clothed boy was a bit unfriendly, as if he had some festivals with Kunlun.

Those who use swords probably tend to have trouble with those who use swords, he said anxiously: "Why not, isn't it?"

Chu Yunfei said: "Of course not, I'm a demon cultivator, hold on tight."

"Magic cultivator?" The baby face said in surprise, "It's not like, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

He originally wanted to say something, but Chu Yunfei had already increased his horsepower and rushed towards the center of the storm.

The center of the storm is the eye of the storm, the calmest place in the entire storm, as long as they rush in, they will be able to stabilize.

Babyface hugged his arm tightly, no matter whether this young man is a Kunlun disciple or a demon cultivator, this is his only support here.

He closed his eyes tightly, only feeling that his body was going to be torn apart by this force, but the force from the sword was forcefully taking them away from the center of the storm.

Chu Yunfei's spiritual power flowed from his fingertips, and he drew the sword symbol and turned it into a barrier to protect them all around, dissipating the power from the turbulent storm, forcibly stabilized his direction in the storm, and suddenly speeded up and plunged into the In the eye of the storm!

For a moment, everything was calm.

The turbulent current that could tear apart everything disappeared immediately, and the robes on the two of them were blown up messily, but now they also fell back to their sides.

Chu Yunfei pressed down on the sword light, and slowly descended in the center of the quiet storm. His eyes swept over the surrounding turbulence, and slowly returned to the ground from a distance of more than ten feet above the ground.

"It's here." The baby face who had been blinded by the wind and sand heard the people beside him say.

The young man quickly opened his eyes, feeling that his feet had stepped back on the ground, and his heart was filled with the horror of the rest of his life: "Ah, it's here?"

He quickly looked around and found that they had entered the center of the storm. The space in the center of the storm was unexpectedly large. As long as they didn't go out, they wouldn't be swept into the sky by the frenzied storm.

The baby face quickly looked at the boy in white beside him, and found that his clothes were not in a mess.

He loves to pretend so much, so he looks like a disciple of a great sect, so how could he be a demon cultivator?

Chu Yunfei's sword returned to him. His soft sword was dug out from Xiao Lu's warehouse, and it was just an ordinary soldier.

It's just that Kunlun has always focused on controlling the sword with awe-inspiring righteousness. Ordinary weapons in their hands are not much different from divine weapons.

Chu Yunfei stretched out his hand and flicked on the sword, and heard the soft sword tremble and make a buzzing sound.

Ordinary soldiers could not stop the power of the storm, the sword was made many holes in the storm, Chu Yunfei retracted his gaze, and still held the sword in his hand, it was better than nothing.

This place is weird. You can't see anything from the outside, but you have to go inside to find the problem.

He said to the boy beside him, "Let's go."

Then he took a step and was pulled back by the baby face, and heard the baby face boy say: "Your sword is broken."

Chu Yunfei looked back at him and said, "If it breaks, it will break. I don't have any other swords, so let's just use it."

The baby face said: "Don't worry, give me your sword, and I'll repair it for you."

Chu Yunfei raised his eyebrows, he can also repair weapons?

Babyface looked at his expression and said, "You don't believe it?"

He reached out and took the sword from Chu Yunfei's hand, and Chu Yunfei followed him.

Babyface took the sword and looked at it, raised his head and said to Chu Yunfei: "Among ordinary soldiers, your sword is not bad." But because this is not the sword of the person in front of you, you have to I don't know how much he cherishes it.

Chu Yunfei watched as the young man stretched out his hand to caress the blade of the sword, and then pointed to the sword.

As soon as he made this movement, Chu Yunfei noticed the black finger protectors on his middle finger and index finger. The finger protectors neatly covered half of his fingers. Because of the special design on the knuckles, the baby face wore It can also flex its fingers independently,

The young man's fingers glowed with green light, and he didn't see any other actions. He just wiped the sword from the beginning to the end. Wherever the green light went, the incomplete sword body returned to its original appearance.

Chu Yunfei has changed his mind about his strength. He does not need to use external objects at all to repair the weapon, and can easily complete it with his own strength. Such a skill is enough to make people admire him.

"Okay." Babyface returned the sword to him, with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he didn't feel that he had done anything, and said, "Your sword is still quite good, and now it can last for a while."

"Thank you." Chu Yunfei glanced at him, then took his own sword, feeling that the quality of the long sword in his hand was better than before, and asked the young man, "Which sect are you from? I have never seen anyone with you The same hand."

He was telling the truth, among so many existing sects, he had never seen any sect whose disciples were so good at repairing weapons.

Even in Kunlun's Zangshu Pavilion, he had never seen it before.

The baby face was a little embarrassed and said: "Even if I say it, fellow daoists may not know."

Chu Yunfei raised his eyebrows and said, "If you don't tell me, how do you know that I must not know?"

Babyface thought for a while, the white-clothed boy in front of him saved him after all, and he might have to rely on him to get out later, so he said: "I am a disciple of Mozong."

Mo Zong?This is the second time Chu Yunfei has heard of this sect. The last time he heard it was from the old man in white robe who looked like a spirit in the white light before passing through.

Babyface looked at his expression and said, "Hey, fellow daoist, do you know our Mozong?"

Chu Yunfei said thoughtfully: "You Mozong are good at refining weapons?"

Babyface rarely hears that someone knows his sect. He came out of the sect and traveled all over the world. When he met people of the same way and told them about Mo Zong, everyone thought he was lying, thinking that he was just not popular. sect.

The young man in front of him not only knew about Mo Zong, but also knew that they were good at forging weapons, which really surprised Babyface.

Chu Yunfei laughed when he saw him scratching his head, and heard him say: "Yes, our sect is good at refining weapons. When Mo Zong was at its most glorious, the most powerful magic weapons in the world came from our sect, but That was a long time ago."

Chu Yunfei guessed that what he said was a long time ago, probably nearly a thousand years ago.

Only such a long time can wash away the inherent impression left by a refining school in the cultivation world and become unknown to no one.

Babyface also felt a little melancholy after he finished speaking. He was sure that he would never be able to realize the former glory of his family, so he went to Penglai and saw the condition of the five artifacts guarded by Dugu being conceived. Walking around alone, don't want to go back so soon.

He put down his hand and said to Chu Yunfei: "Now everyone doesn't know about Mo Zong, and Mo Zong is the only one left now."

It was so miserable, Chu Yunfei shook his head in his heart, thinking, no wonder the mirror couldn't find Mo Zong's successor, and even recognized himself as a disciple of this sect.

He looked at the half-grown boy in front of him, and knew that he was obviously concentrating on refining weapons and wasting his own practice.

This kind of pursuit is completely different from the idea of ​​people joining Xiuxian sect nowadays. Chu Yunfei knows why Mozong has not been completed like this in nearly a thousand years without thinking.

Before he could speak, the baby face got rid of the melancholy mood just now, looked around, and then made a new discovery.

Chu Yunfei saw him looking at him with glowing eyes, and said, "Fellow Daoist, this looks like an entrance to a secret realm."

Entrance to the secret realm?Chu Yunfei's heart moved. If this is the entrance to a secret realm, it would be easy to explain.

Every time such an indeterminate secret realm appeared, there would be hundreds or even thousands of years between each occurrence, and it would not become a hidden danger to the trade routes. This is probably why the people sent by Xiao Lu never encountered such a storm here.

Chu Yunfei looked at the young man and asked, "Would you like to come in with me and have a look?"

Of course Babyface couldn't wait for it, he was very interested in such a secret place.Generally speaking, in such a secret realm, there will definitely be magical weapons that do not belong to this era, which can be used for his research, even if it is a magic weapon forged by a senior in the sect, it will be very good.

Chu Yunfei knew that he would honestly hide behind him, and didn't tell him much, so he took him inside together.

The storm on the outside did not stop, and the two teenagers walked towards the inside together. The baby face wanted to hold Chu Yunfei's hand, but he was afraid that something might happen that would prevent him from making a move, so he held onto the corner of his clothes instead.

The road in front of him was filled with mist, and he could only see clearly what was three steps away. Chu Yunfei held the sword in front of him, and the spiritual power of his fingertips outlined a light blue sword symbol, which turned into a shield to protect the two of them. .

Along the way, the nerves were tense, but nothing happened.

They passed through this layer of white mist and walked to the real entrance of the secret realm, where they saw that several sect disciples had gathered here.

Chu Yunfei's eyes fell on the clothes on their bodies and the weapons in their hands. He heard the only seedling of Mo Zong behind him count them one by one, and said, "Yaochi, Zen... all came together."

No, Chu Yunfei said in his heart, plus him, a Kunlun disciple who came from more than 300 years later, it can be said that the top ten sects have all come together.

Seeing these two teenagers appear, all the people who came here first didn't pay much attention, so it seems that they are not from a big sect, and most of them were caught in this desert while walking, and they don't know what is here place.

Chu Yunfei didn't make a sound, walked aside with a baby face and sat down.

The baby face leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist, all major sects are here together, so I think this secret realm is not some unknown place..."

The more famous the secret place, the more monks will come to explore it, and the more people come to explore it, the more dangerous it is inside.

Chu Yunfei glanced at him and said, "It's already here, are you willing not to go in?"

As soon as the voice fell, the restriction on the entrance was opened. Seeing that everyone who was sitting here turned into streamers and rushed in, the baby face also said quickly: "Quick! Fellow Daoist, they are going in!"

Chu Yunfei laughed, pulled him up, and then the two turned into sword lights and rushed in, directly surpassing the other people who went in first.

In terms of the speed of Feidun, no one can surpass Kunlun disciples.