The Ancient Vast Realm

The rest of the people on the back of the Iron-Armored Earth Dragon suddenly felt cold all over. They had never heard the elders of the tribe talk about this before.

Only Bei Li Kuang sat on the back of the Iron-Armored Earth Dragon with a calm expression, as if the person who was about to go to the Holy Land was not him.

Xuan Shi felt dry in the mouth. He did not expect that the Holy Land that everyone yearned for would be such a devil's cave. He naturally did not have the qualifications to go to the Holy Land, but Feng Xuan...

Thinking of this, he looked at Feng Xuan worriedly and stammered: "Feng, Fengzi, how about, how about forgetting it, the tribe is also good, you know Xiao Shuang has always been interested in you, you also..."

But he couldn't continue after all.

He saw Feng Xuan's determined look, and he already understood what Feng Xuan was thinking.

Feng Xuan smiled and stopped Xuan Shi from speaking, and said to Bei Li Xiong Tian with a faint smile:

"It's a pity that the elders of the tribe taught me martial arts, taught me hunting, and taught me many things, but they didn't teach me how to retreat. I'm afraid I still have to be the one who 'seeks death'"

Bei Li Xiong Tian heard this, turned around abruptly and looked at Feng Xuan, and suddenly laughed out loud

"Hahaha, good! Good! Good! What a person who seeks death, haha, you're right, among our human race, there are only a few people in our generation who are not afraid of death, but how many people are afraid of death! The so-called seeking death, what do we have to fear, I'm just afraid that it will be worthless, hahaha, good!"

As if he had asked for a satisfactory answer, he turned around and stopped talking, but looking at his straight spine, it seemed that he had gotten some answer.

Everyone didn't know why Bei Li Xiong Tian was like this, what he was talking about, but they had some guesses in their hearts.

The armored earth dragon was still moving forward, and Feng Xuan looked up.

The dense jungle and huge treetops could not cover the boundless sky. Even the darkness that flashed by quickly would be dispelled as we moved forward.

Perhaps, I also wanted to climb to the top of the tree and yearn for the vast world. The birds in the sky would never retreat for fear of being smashed to pieces.

No one spoke anymore, and their minds were different. Feng Xuan was in a daze from time to time, looking up at the sky from time to time, and gesturing with his hands from time to time.

Xuanshi and Jiang Shuer were talking in whispers, but occasionally they would look at Feng Xuan, flashing a trace of confusion, a trace of worry, a trace of envy, and a trace of...jealousy.

The process of returning to the Lishang tribe was extremely smooth. There were no blind beasts to stop them throughout the journey. This made Feng Xuan, who wanted to try his skills, feel a little regretful. He wanted to try to see how strong he was now.

The people who ran at full speed finally returned to the Lishang tribe in the evening of the fourth day.

Bei Li Kuang wanted to invite Feng Xuan to his home, but Feng Xuan declined with a smile. He had been out for so long, and the elders of the tribe were probably worried, not to mention that Brother Shitou was with him.

It is worth mentioning that after a few days, the bright red lines on Feng Xuan's body finally disappeared, and he returned to his previous appearance. This also made Xuan Shi and others secretly surprised, wondering what was going on.

As the chief of the Li Shang tribe, Bei Li Xiong Tian naturally left with two warriors as soon as he arrived at the tribe. After all, he had many things to discuss with the witch priest and the leader. Only a few juniors stood at the entrance of the Li Shang tribe to talk and say goodbye to each other.

"Brother Bei Li, don't forget that the trip to the holy land will be in a year. Brother Bei Li has an appointment with me. I believe that Brother Bei Li will have broken through and stabilized the Yun Zang realm by then. I hope we can fight happily then."

Feng Xuan said to Bei Li Kuang with a smile.

"......"

Bei Li Kuang's originally smiling face suddenly hardened slightly, and he looked at Feng Xuan woodenly.

I'll fight you if I know I'm no match for you.

Bei Li Kuang had already known the fighting power between himself and Feng Xuan, and he didn't have any hope for the fight between them.

"Haha, great, I've been looking forward to a fight with Brother Feng for a long time!"

However, no matter what Bei Li Kuang thought in his heart, he forced himself to look like he had been looking forward to it for a long time.

After chatting with Feng Xuan for a few words, Bei Li Kuang hurriedly said goodbye and left, leaving only a figure with long hair and domineering momentum.

Shang Zhongtu, who was standing aside, also clasped his fists to everyone, smiled gently, and followed Bei Li Kuang away.

"Brother Bei Li is really a martial arts fanatic who loves war. It's a great blessing to have a genius like Brother Bei Li as an opponent and friend!"

Feng Xuan looked at Bei Li Kuang's back and couldn't help but sigh.

Xuan Shi on the side also nodded frequently. As a man of the Xuan family, he also admired Bei Li Kuang's character. Although he was domineering, he was quite humble and nice. He was a person worth making friends with.

Jiang Shu'er on the side looked at Bei Li Kuang, who was walking a little hurriedly, with a strange expression on his face, and then looked at the two people who couldn't help sighing. She wanted to say something, but finally shut up.

Jiang Shu'er decided to return to the Jiangmu tribe alone first, which disappointed Feng Xuan who wanted to secretly watch the show.

The three separated, and Feng Xuan and the other person came to the closed shop of the Xuanying tribe. Before they knocked on the door, the door opened automatically, and a tall man walked out of the door. It was Xuan Ling.

"Ahem, Xiao Feng, Xiao Shitou, I knew it was you two guys"

Xuan Ling looked at the two people with a slightly pale face, and an unstoppable smile on his face. With his spiritual perception, he naturally noticed that someone was approaching outside the door, but he couldn't stop coughing while talking.

By the light that had not completely disappeared, Feng Xuan and the others also noticed that Xuan Ling's expression was abnormal. The two looked at Xuan Ling with slightly changed expressions and asked hurriedly: "Uncle Ling, what are you doing?"

Xuan Ling coughed and waved his hands and said: "It's a small matter. I just got a little injured while hunting. It's not in the way. Ahem!"

Feng Xuan carefully observed Xuan Ling, and his shamanic soul power silently swept through it. He found that Uncle Ling had indeed only received trauma to his lungs, and it was indeed not a serious problem as he said. He was relieved, and then asked doubtfully:

"Uncle Ling, why are you here in the Lishang tribe? And how did you get injured?"

"Alas, when I was hunting two sword lion beasts, I was careless and was hit by one of the sword lion beasts at close range. Fortunately, the guy from Bei Li Ying was pretty reliable and only suffered a slight injury. Haha, it was still his own strength. A bit low”

Xuan Ling gave a rough explanation of the situation. After all, this was not a secret matter.

Feng Xuan nodded. Being injured while hunting was nothing, and Uncle Ling was not seriously injured.

Perhaps it was a lighting problem, but Feng Xuan didn't notice Xuan Ling's melancholy and hesitant eyes, which seemed to have other things on his mind.

"Uncle Ling, are you waiting for us? Do you know we will come back today?"

Xuan Shi said loudly. As he spoke, he opened the straw curtain and walked into the stone house. He almost ran into Elder Fenghua who was walking towards the door.

"Little Shitou, you are still so reckless."

Elder Fenghua scolded the depressed Xuanshi mercilessly.

Xuan Shi scratched his head, but he didn't dare to refute anything, so he could only nod and smile in apology.

Elder Fenghua then looked at Feng Xuan and said with a kind smile: "Xiao Feng, has it been a hard journey? Grandma will cook for you."

Feng Xuan quickly stepped forward to support Elder Fenghua and sat back in the stone house.

"Grandma Hua, sit down. We have already eaten on the way. How can there be no hard work? I have seen many things that I have never seen before during this trip."

Feng Xuan used the candles lit in the room to tell Grandma Fenghua and Uncle Ling about what his group had encountered.

The terrifying blue rock python, the beautiful moonlight forest, the strange Blood Spirit Secret Realm, those amazing tribal geniuses...

Feng Xuan did not tell the two of them those more thrilling experiences, but just talked about them lightly. With Xuan Shi's help from time to time, it didn't seem boring.

Xuan Ling and Elder Fenghua listened with great interest. Although they were both older than Feng Xuan, they had never had such an experience.

This lecture lasted until late at night, and the topic did not end until Elder Fenghua looked tired.