"Secret Sect?" Chen Feng pondered for a while. If he only looked at these two words, he would think that Xu Song was talking big. However, Chen Feng could feel that what Xu Song said might really be like, and it was recorded in the lowest ancient books. Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary secret masters, secret masters are powerful existences that are out of reach, let alone secret masters. However, Chen Feng's experience is the most obvious example. He experienced a life-threatening life in a series of encounters, and his harvest was so rich that it was unbelievable.

"To be honest, after a while, I will also plan to explore the Xuanxiang Tomb again. On the one hand, it is to solve my cultivation problem. On the other hand, there are many treasures inside, and I want to try my luck. If we outer disciples like us, it will be difficult to make a name for themselves without other opportunities. After all, my qualifications are average, and it is really inconspicuous in the huge Liuyun Sect. Moreover, our outer disciples have a low starting point. If we don't work hard, this may be the case in this life, and we can't even be the position of General Manager Xie. I am unwilling to give up."

"When are you planning to go to Xuanxiang Tomb? Go alone?"

“I invited some people.”

"Who else?"

"I am the only one in Liuyun Sect, and the rest are from Guanlan Sect."

"Guanlan Sect?" Chen Feng thought about it and asked immediately: "Are you very familiar with the people of Guanlan Sect? If they are all their people, if you have any gains, aren't you afraid of them being bad?"

Xu Song shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid of this. There will be three people going to Guanlan Sect, one of whom is my cousin, and he is the head of the other two."

Chen Feng nodded and asked again: "When is it?"

“Just the night after the trading conference ends next month.”

Seeing that Chen Feng was not speaking, Xu Song plucked up his courage and said, "Actually, we originally wanted to invite five people to go together. Who would have thought that one of them suddenly had a strange disease and could not be cured in a short period of time. We didn't dare to tell outsiders easily about this matter, so we had to reluctantly agree to four people. I think my senior brother has a high cultivation level, and I don't know if he can join us. If there is any gain, my junior brother is willing to take out part of his gains and give it to my senior brother to repay his life-saving grace."

Chen Feng thought for a while, looked at Xu Song with a sincere face, and nodded in agreement.

Xu Song was very happy. With enough manpower, he was even more sure. He believed that places like Xuanxiang Tomb, even if they were just outside, were full of risks, and they might not be able to come back if they went alone. If it weren't for the good luck last time, he might have been sleeping there forever. To be safe, he could only go in with more people, and it should not be called a person with too high cultivation level, otherwise he would not be able to gain anything. It would be convenient to be able to get a Chen Feng's cultivation level.

Once the matter of going to Xuanxiang Tomb was settled, Xu Song felt much more at ease. Once he could find all the methods of cultivation, he would usher in the most important turning point.

It was too late, and the y energy in Xuanyd was getting heavier and heavier, approaching the peak of the day. Before, Xu Song didn't feel anything because he was too excited about the conversation, but now he has experienced the taste of it.

"Senior Brother, it's not easy for you to be here." Xu Song sighed and rubbed his hands. At this time, he had already mobilized his secret power to keep warm, but he still felt like the heat in his body was rapidly consuming.

"I won't keep you anymore, you can go back quickly." As he said that, Chen Feng opened the door.

Xu Song nodded, and was about to leave Xuan yd, but suddenly he turned back and took out a wrinkled book from his storage bag and handed it to Chen Feng: "Senior Brother, this book is another thing I got from Xuanxiang Tomb. I have read it and I am now giving it to you. Although there are no powerful secret techniques here, there are many introductions about Y soul, which is very interesting. You might as well take a look."

Chen Feng nodded and took it away. He stayed in Xuanyd all day long. Although he had practiced to pass the time, he sometimes felt boring. It was a good thing to read this book.

After Xu Song left, Chen Feng practiced for a while and felt a sudden feeling of impetuousness in his heart.

This is not the first time Chen Feng has been in such a closed environment, but his mood these days is different from the past, as if something will happen. Before entering the secret world, Chen Feng did not have so many mysterious premonitions in his heart. But after he practiced the secret technique of sensing, this feeling became obvious.

Chen Feng sighed and lay on the small bed, feeling the patterns of the stars and moons on the stars and moon beads in the sky, and couldn't help but think of his grandparents again.

In the past, on such a summer night, it was the time when the scenery by the sea was fascinating. Many times, Chen Feng came to the mountain fields at the foot of Linmo Mountain with a golden moon. In the faint night, the dark mountain shadows and vegetation extended endlessly to the distance. The faint moonlight created a poetic atmosphere through the smoke and mist. Every gust of wind passed by, the clear light spreads and the fragrance of grass scents made people's hearts become quiet.

It was a happy event that a mortal could become a secret person. But for Chen Feng, he felt at a loss. As he became stronger, this feeling not only did not disappear, but became more and more intense. It was like not knowing where the home was at home, but people in the world would always be in control.

When he was a child, Chen Feng was happy no matter whether it was sunny or rainy, day or night. He had hoped that the sun would come and go to the sea with his grandfather; he had hoped that the rainy night would come so that he would have the opportunity to listen to his grandfather telling those distant stories. Or he would sleep in his own hut, listening to the sound of the wind and rain, thinking about the unknown future, and then fall asleep until he was tired, and then having a strange dream of thrilling souls. In the dream, there were still birds and cars.

Young Chen Feng often thought that a person who had not quietly heard the sound of snow falling on a cold winter night could not truly understand life. Only by truly thinking about his past or even slapping himself twice can he truly understand himself. However, everything in the secret world subverted Chen Feng's thinking. Fame and profit are superfluous, weak and exhausting; weak and strong are prey, and the fittest survive.

On the road, I used to be a childhood, but now I am a teenager. Family affection remains unchanged, gentleness remains unchanged, safety remains unchanged, and warmth remains unchanged. It can change y-yang.

The scene of snuggling in my grandmother's arms is still vivid in my mind. The warmth of my relatives seems to be within reach, but they are no longer there. Everything in the past is irreversible and can only be kept in memory. Today, Chen Feng can only remind himself to live well. Whenever he thinks of this, he choked up and speechlessly.

In this way, Chen Feng was so sad that he had been sad for a long time before he picked up the book given by Xu Song. The thick book had very small handwriting and the pages were yellowed.

Chen Feng smiled, not knowing who it was, but he was actually interested in writing so much about Y soul.

With a casual look, Chen Feng opened it, but who knew that he was reluctant to let it go.
Chapter completed!