In the morning of the next day, the gentle rays of the early sun shone, and the continuous mountains were shrouded in smoke and clouds, shrouded in light golden sunlight, like the sun shining on golden mountains.

Three figures flew past the outer gate of Wanxuan Gate, and the Dharma light fell outside the Zangdao Mountain Assembly Hall.

"boom--"

The door of the meeting hall was wide open. In addition to the head of Wanxuan Sect, several elders were seated on the left and right sides, solemnly and solemnly.

The visitors were just looking for a seat to sit down. One of the beautiful women couldn't help but look at Master Cheng before she could sit down. She looked anxious and asked eagerly, "Master Cheng, where is Feng Lai now?"

The headmaster hurriedly comforted him: "Mrs. Xu, don't be anxious. We take the safety of everyone seriously. He is currently recovering from his injuries in a small secret place in Tianwu Mountain. In order to avoid disturbing his healing, disciples will check him regularly every day. At present,

The injury has stabilized for the time being, I will take you there right now."

Mrs. Xu breathed a sigh of relief. She was so anxious when she heard that her son had suffered such a serious crime. She hurriedly asked the head of the family for permission to come here for a visit, fearing that something might go wrong if he didn't wait long enough.

Beside him, a man with brown sideburns, Shi Shiran, stood up, briefly cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your trouble, my Jiang family will bear it in mind."

Master Cheng's face was kind, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, which no one could see, and he suddenly looked guilty.

"Where did your fellow Taoist come from? He is a disciple of my Wan Xuan Sect. We have high hopes for him. This child is extremely talented and has practiced hard. It was my Wan Xuan Sect that failed to protect him, causing him to suffer such injuries."

"It's because I, Wan Xuanmen, didn't think well and made the children suffer. Wan Xuanmen will give me an explanation for this matter."

The brown-haired man said nothing and accepted Wanxuanmen's promise.

The expression of the elder next to him suddenly changed. The messenger talisman in his hand shone slightly. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the head of the palace, with his hands raised forward.

"Master, the disciple responsible for guarding the small secret realm has just sent a message, saying that something strange happened to Feng Lai."

"What's unusual?"

Mrs. Xu's hand that had just fallen subconsciously grasped the armrest of the chair, and the joints turned white.

The elder continued: "Madam, please don't worry. The disciples reported that Feng Lai's injury is in good condition and he has left the secret realm on his own. He may be on his way here."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked and looked at the elder who spoke in disbelief.

Headmaster Cheng also had a solemn look on his face, and spoke seriously to confirm: "Is what Elder Yan said true?"

"What my disciple said must be true."

The whole hall fell silent for a moment, and for a moment I didn't know how to react.

The injury was so severe for a man, his Dantian was almost shattered, and his spiritual roots were broken every inch. If not for the steady stream of rare spiritual treasures poured into his body, which barely kept his Dantian from completely shattering, he would have long since lost all his spiritual power and became a mere mortal.

But what did the disciples say?

He said that his injuries were very good and he left on his own!

This is like someone telling you that a dead person who has been buried in the ground is not only resurrected, but also alive and kicking.

It's simply ridiculous!

Even Mrs. Xu herself couldn't believe it. She was a monk, so how could she not know the seriousness of the damage to her Dantian and spiritual roots.

The head of the clan is willing to give the clan's secret treasure, but he is really reluctant to lose such a genius in the clan.

Such a large family spent so much energy and resources to cultivate this rare talent that is rare in a thousand years. Fortune and financial resources are indispensable. How can the Jiang family give up so easily?

But even if the secret treasure is brought, the hope is only a small 20% chance, which is extremely slim.

What broke the silence of the hall was the sound of a series of neat footsteps.

The moon-white robe complements the man's cold and moon-like temperament. His sharp eyebrows are like swords and sword bones, and there is a trace of almost invisible paleness on his expressionless face, indicating that he is just recovering from a serious illness.

He first raised his hands towards the head of the palace and said, "Disciple Jiang Feng came to meet the head."

Immediately, he turned to the visitor from the Jiang family, and his eyes softened when he touched the worried Mrs. Xu.

"I came to say hello to my two uncles and my mother."

"Are you okay?"

Mrs. Xu could no longer control herself. She stepped forward, took his hand and held it tightly, her tone anxious.

"Don't worry, mother, it's all right."

Jiang Fenglai took Mrs. Xu's hand and comforted her to sit back down.

Since he entered the palace, Master Cheng's eyes have been looking at the aura around him, and he saw that his aura was smooth and thick, and there was no sign of serious injury.

Then he let go of his worries, stroking his short beard, and said leisurely, "It'll be good if nothing happens, it'll be fine if nothing happens."

The scene fell into silence again, and everyone remained silent.

If it were in the past, they would naturally ask him why his injury healed so quickly.

But at this time, in front of both parties, it was difficult to say these words.

For Wanxuanmen, in front of the family, asking a child who had just recovered from a serious injury why he recovered so suddenly would be a mouthful.

In this world of cultivation, injuries such as a broken Dantian are almost irreversible. The most likely reason why he can recover is because he possesses a rare treasure.

If you ask questions at this time, it will inevitably make people think that the sect covets the disciple's magic weapon and wants to inquire about the whereabouts of the treasure.

They also have their own concerns about the people of the Jiang family. In someone else's territory, there is no guarantee that this treasure is not Wanxuanmen's private collection, so they rashly ask.

It would be fine if all he had was given to him, but if he owed a favor due to the opportunity he got at Wanxuan Sect, he might not be able to keep the treasure.

Both parties have their own hidden agendas. They know it but dare not speak out about it, so they can just fool around with it.

This is the benefit of having reliance and power. Everyone must be careful about the power behind you before taking action against you.

Zhang Zheng is 90% sure that if her Dantian is shattered but then suddenly restored, it will be her.

People would not care about her recovery from a serious illness, and they would like to reveal all her secrets from head to toe.

But who is Jiang Fenglai? He has always been upright and does not value fame, wealth, and wealth. What's more, he doesn't know the reason for this injury and has no intention of concealing it.

A clear voice sounded, "I have come to the meeting hall this time to report something."

"Feng Lai was suddenly knocked unconscious yesterday while he was being treated for his injuries. He woke up in the middle of the night and found that his injuries had already recovered eight or nine times."

"Do you know who he is?"

Jiang Feng recalled the scene at that time. He was suffering from severe pain and was immersed in healing. The next moment he felt a dull pain in the back of his neck and his eyes fell into darkness.

From beginning to end, he never saw anyone suspicious.

He shook his head, "I didn't see it."

He closed his eyes and pondered for a while, then opened his thin lips and added: "The disciple has used the reflection stone to check the surroundings. There is nothing abnormal. I think we are fully prepared for the incoming person."

Don't want to be discovered.

Everyone couldn't help but frown. This was really difficult to deal with. Who was this mysterious person? He could enter and exit the small secret realm at will.

Subconsciously, they ignored the possibility of entering the small secret realm with the token, and in their hearts they put on the mask of a peerless master for this mysterious man who could heal the Dantian and damage to the spiritual root with just one move.

"That's all, as long as everything is safe and sound. Since he doesn't want us to know his name, we won't bother with it anymore."

"This matter will ultimately benefit my Wanxuan Sect without any harm."

Now that they saw that Jiang Fenglai was safe and sound, the three Jiang family members wanted to say goodbye and not stay any longer.

The headmaster stood up to persuade him to stay, "It's hard to get together with Feng Lai, why not stay in the gate for a while, so that I, Wanxuanmen, can fulfill my duty as a landlord."

Mrs. Xu's worried look was now calm, and she declined politely and dignifiedly: "Master Cheng has good intentions, and we understand it, but there are still some things in the clan that cannot be delayed. If there is a chance next time, I will bother you again.

"

Seeing that they had decided to leave, Master Cheng no longer tried to persuade them to stay, but asked Jiang Feng to escort them to the foot of the mountain so that they could have a heart-to-heart talk.

The four of them walked to the foot of Wanxuanmen Mountain. Mrs. Xu looked at Fan Jiang Fenglai up and down with concern, then stuffed a space mustard seed into his hand.

Mrs. Xu carefully instructed: "This is the metal refining material that your father specially found for you some time ago. There is also a greeting card in it. You are about to condense it into a golden elixir. When the time comes, take this greeting card to Donghua to find it."

If you become a master, he will refine an excellent natal magic weapon for you."

Jiang Fenglai didn't hesitate, turned his palms to put away the mustard seeds, nodded and said yes.

He said: "Mom, go back and tell your father that he is fine now, so don't worry."

"I'll be here to condense the golden elixir, and then I'll come back to the clan to visit you."
Chapter completed!