Zhenren Lin Hua, who was standing by the cliff with the wooden puppet, could not guess Su Yueer’s thoughts, and he couldn’t help but feel a little nervous.

"Don't let people from the sect have too much contact with Wuming, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble. It would be best if he is willing to live quietly in the bamboo forest. If you can't see it, you don't need to endure it. You can just knock on that kid." The wooden puppet said lightly.

Lin Hua just listened carefully to the arrangement and did not reveal too much emotion.

"By the way, what do you think of that nameless qualification?" The wooden puppet said with a faint smile.

The cold middle-aged man's brows twitched a little, as if he was considering Chen Feng's affairs: "His ** is very powerful, and he should be very competitive among the monks of the 108 peaks of Wangtianhai Pavilion."

Seeing that Lin Hua had no more say, the wooden puppet curled his lips and shook his head slightly: "Maybe the cultivation level of Tongxuan's early stage is lower, but that Wuming can be called a treasure among low-level disciples!"

Although Su Yue'er didn't say much, Lin Hua was still shocked: "Master, that Wuming has a good power that surpasses ordinary cultivators of the same level. However, if it is placed in Tongxuan Palace, it may not be able to rank first. And if I remember correctly, the disciples of Tongxuan stage in Wangtian Pavilion are already very experienced in the sect."

When he found that the middle-aged man looked upward, the wooden puppet smiled: "If in terms of his own strength, among the monks of the same level in the sect, the 12 palaces, and the 1808 peaks, there are indeed some people who can compete with that kid. As for what happens in the future, who can expect it!"

Regarding Su Yue'er's unpredictable and what he really refers to, Lin Hua's face calmed down a little: "Master. The chaos in the western ancient regions has been revealed in recent years. The two righteous and demons surrounded the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Abyss and fought for nearly three years. However, the most worrying thing is the Southern Ming Dynasty. It is rumored that He Nanming has already shown signs of advancing the middle stage of feathering. I am worried that as the Emperor of Southern Ming becomes stronger in the future, it will break the confrontation between the Southern Ming Dynasty and our Wangtianhai Pavilion..."

"Lin Hua. There is no need to worry too much. At least now, my master is still alive and has not given up on the sect. Even if He Nanming really breaks into the middle stage of the feathering, I am not afraid." The little girl's laughter revealed her extremely strong confidence.

Seeing the wooden puppet flying away, Lin Hua showed a look of thought and looked at the green bamboo forest under the peak.

Chen Feng didn't know what Su Yueer and Lin Hua explained. He was talking about the thick skin and thick flesh that he recovered from the slight injury of the impact, and soon made the sound of rumbling beating sounds of the Cuizhu Forest.

Time flies. Chen Feng, who joined Lin Yunfeng as a traitor, only worked for a day and stopped leaving the bamboo forest.

Three years have passed. During this period, Chen Feng not only often performed hammer forging with huge noises, but also studied very carefully in the talisman path.

The method of talismans is definitely practiced to make perfect. If you want to improve accuracy, you must practice diligently. The materials consumed are even more burdensome for ordinary monks.

Most of the methods of practicing this kind of talisman are only done by low-level monks. Sealing magic in special talismans can be instantly stimulated, which will significantly improve combat power.

However, after becoming a powerful monk, this kind of talisman method is less and less used, and its power is very limited.

Even so, many low-level monks who have never been able to break into the gate of the strong in their entire lives still enjoy the pursuit of talismans.

Chen Feng learned the method of talismans, so he naturally had some understanding of the situation.

When Chen Feng was planted by Ruan Ning, Zhuer had explained the marks of the tree pattern and the seal engraving techniques he practiced.

What many monks don’t know is that practicing this talisman method only touches the essence of the ancient seal method.

The ordinary talisman method has become more and more limited as the monks themselves gradually become stronger and their power is becoming more and more limited. However, Zhu'er once said that many ancient powerful imprints can even break stars and fall into the realm, and their terror is simply unimaginable.

Like forging tools, Chen Feng rarely uses the talisman artifact when practicing talisman art. Drawing talismans is usually replaced by the blood of the demon beast with spirituality.

Although this practice will greatly reduce the power of the talisman, it can actually achieve the effect of nitpicking practice.

Not long after Chen Feng lived in Cuizhu Forest, the damaged bamboo forest formation was restored by Jiang Tian, ​​and he was also solemnly warned.

Lin Yunfeng has a hundred new disciples, which has made the huge peak island much more lively. In three years, the identity of the old disciple has become more noble.

An old man in the Jindan stage like Xu Jie even got a good job leading a group of new disciples. This is the first time Lin Yunfeng has recruited so many disciples, and the entire Shuotian Jufeng has flourished.

The problem of the peddler disciple was solved, but Chen Feng never showed up because he was so arrogant as soon as he arrived at Lin Yunfeng. Although a few old disciples did not pursue the matter, they had a very good impression of him.

As for most new disciples of the sect, although they knew that there was a strange slaughter in the Tongxuan period living in the Cuizhu forest, they rarely interacted with Chen Feng due to some unexplained bans.

Some of the smart and curious new traitor disciples just got familiar with Chen Feng and helped him exchange some daily training resources.

Even after three years, Chen Feng's broken marks were still not recovered. Even through the mystery of Wanwu's slap, the cracks of the shallow wound power remaining on his forehead were still difficult to fade.

Since Su Yue'er came once and mentioned the Haotian Sword Tomb, she has never happened again. This made Chen Feng, who had been waiting for it, secretly guess whether there had been any changes in the opening of the trial land of the Sixteen Prefectures of Luoyan.

Even if you live alone in the green bamboo forest, Chen Feng, who can feel all aspects of cultivation and make progress, is happy.

In the past three years, Chen Feng broke into the strong foundation of his early stage of Tongxuan and had completely stabilized. His strength was even better than before, and his body of entrusting the sky reached the second level.

If there is anything that Chen Feng minds, it is that after the storm in the Era, Zhuer, who fell asleep in a deep state, has not yet awakened, and the withered and wilted sutra he has practiced, it is still difficult to see the subsequent cultivation path clearly.

Chen Feng had heard Zhu'er mention that there are 18 layers of magical skills in the Desolate Sutra, which just corresponds to the Eighteen Beads on the Desolate Bracelet.

At the moment, the bead on the bracelet was only lit by Chen Feng. Therefore, he only obtained the first layer of the practice method of the Dead and Wilderness Sutra sealed in the Dead and Wilderness Pearl.

As for how to light up the second deserted pearl, Chen Feng didn't have much clue at this time.

In order to deal with the storm of the era, under Zhu'er's urging, Chen Feng contributed all the sun-patterned sword beads made by the Deered Wood Heart, and the ancient Xuanxue trees obtained from Xuanyin Valley were all lost in the Deered Bracelet.

Sometimes Chen Feng even thought that it was rare that the little monkey could even feel the existence of the strange tree even when he could not even see the ancient Xuanxue tree.

Chen Feng did not lie to Su Yueer because he could not control the Xuanxue Ancient Tree.

In a faint sense, although Chen Feng could slightly detect that the ancient tree of Xuanxue that was not lit up by the withered pearl, he could not move it out.

This also made Chen Feng realize that how to light the withered pearl became the key to his subsequent destiny.

When Chen Feng used the ancient abyss of all worlds to refine the powerful force of all worlds put in the wilted bracelet. However, the small stone gourd on the bracelet did not produce the corresponding spiritual liquid.

Such a situation also made Chen Feng guess that he had a barren bracelet to accumulate strength. It was just that Zhu'er would wake up to what extent he would not be sure of.

"Boom~~~"

As before, in the bamboo forest, there was a rumbling sound as Chen Feng waved his sledgehammer.

"Fortunately, I am a genius and rich enough, otherwise I would be hard to bear in the days of Wangtianhai Pavilion..." Chen Feng waved his hammer with one hand, and his heart was secretly filled with joy.

The two small, uneven and ugly battle axes, while adding countless fine iron in three years, shrank to two inches in length.

These two battle axes are the only objects that Chen Feng can make. They are expensive and have no spirituality, but they can definitely compete with magic weapons.

Although the battle axe is not good, it is restrained with its deep luster, and its somewhat abnormal weight is even unable to pick up the ordinary monks in the early stage of Tongxuan.

Chen Feng, who was happy inside, increased his speed and strength of waving the hammer a little more, enjoying the surging passion he thought was awesome.

While the giant hammer hit the battle axe, the rumbling force destroyed the magic circles of the bamboo forest, making the shaking green bamboos constantly shine with the light of spiritual power.

If Jiang Tian had not set up a formation in the bamboo forest again, I was afraid that after Chen Feng's three years of trouble, the great bamboo forest would have long been razed into a ruined place.

“Long~~~”

A small mushroom cloud-like force erupted, and the altar-like forging platform even revealed a tiny crackling sound.

Chen Feng, who noticed that there was a problem with the forging table, soon showed a dumbfounded look of joy and sorrow. He held the giant hammer and did not fall down, and opened his mouth for a moment without a sound.

"Ah~~~My forging table, and a hammer..."

After a while, Chen Feng, who saw a small broken pit on the forging platform and his hammer head was tilted, could not help but wail.

Although I knew that this Red Fire Essence Copper Platform and Red Fire Essence Copper Hammer were not considered good things for forging equipment, I had been using it for three years after all.

Moreover, for low-level forging masters, this set of equipment is quite valuable, and this is also the only forging tool that Chen Feng can do at the moment.

Among the forgeators in the Dawn Realm, those who can take out this set of equipment are still very stinky. Seeing that the things are damaged, it is fake that Chen Feng would not be angry.

Without this set of forging equipment, Chen Feng has no confidence in where to get a better one.

Such instruments that assist in cultivation are far less rare than treasures and are much more valuable.

"Damn it, it's so bad that even if it's waste recycling, it can't be sold at any price. I've lost another money for no reason..." Understanding that the forging table and hammer device have reached the limit for its current forging force, Chen Feng couldn't help but flatten his mouth and sigh.

"Bang~~~"

After putting the tilted giant hammer aside, Chen Feng began to pick up two uneven-looking battle axes to look at them.

"I finally got some gains. It seems that I have to go out and try my luck!"

Feeling the two battle axes, they were slightly deep for me. Chen Feng quickly hung them on a thick belt woven from puppet silk to form a hemp rope.

After tidying up the ragged and casually placed things in the bamboo forest, Chen Feng, who put on his cloth shirt, hung two swaying axes behind his waist, then he brought the green bamboo waist sign and walked out of the bamboo forest.

"These two axes are really cool. With them, my image is even more fierce and stinky..." Chen Feng seemed very satisfied with his rude dress. Even the forging table and the hammer's damage were dispelled in his heart.

Compared to the somewhat dark green bamboo forest, the sunlight outside is much brighter. Chen Feng, who rarely ran to the outside of the bamboo forest in three years, looked at the dazzling Zhongtian Da Sun. He couldn't help but smile and blocked his forehead with his hands.

Before Chen Feng could leave the Cuizhu Forest too far, a thin young man walking towards him seemed to be frightened and stood in the distance of the mountain road.

"Senior brother~~~ Why did you come out..."

The thin young man with a slight gaze recovered and asked Chen Feng dryly.

Chen Feng is not unfamiliar with this thin young man with a bit of a stingy look. This person is called Wu Chen, and his cultivation is only of mediocre qualifications at the eighth level of Qi Refining.

But it was such a small cultivator who was very good at doing things and was very good at engaging in Lin Yunfeng more than two years ago. He targeted Chen Feng, a strange guy living in the Cuizhu Forest. He helped do a lot of things and was also good at flattering.

Although many people are disdainful to flatterers, if someone does this to him, it will be different, and Chen Feng is naturally no exception.

Moreover, Chen Feng, who didn't leave the bamboo forest, also needed a minion like Wu Chen. Although he gave him a little benefit in more than two years, he did not feed him too much.

"What, can't I come out?"

Chen Feng took out the jade cigarette pipe and smiled, while Wu Chen came forward to him and lit the fire for him.

"A domineering person like the nameless senior brother, I am really frightened when my disciples can look up close. This time, the senior brother will definitely be so powerful." The thin young man smiled on his face, which made a bad person like Chen Feng secretly complain that he was shameless.

Looking at the thin young man with a big "miscellaneous" embroidered on his clothes, Chen Feng took a puff of his cigarette and smiled: "Is there anything wrong with you coming to the Cuizhu Forest?"

"I heard that someone has come to Tongxuan Palace. For such a big thing, the young man naturally has to come over to notify his senior brother..." The thin young man approached Chen Feng and spoke in a low voice, which seemed to be very informed.

"Wangxuan Palace?"

Chen Feng smiled on his face, not only not showing any surprise, but he already had some understanding of the twelve palaces of Wangtianhai Pavilion.

The twelve palaces of Wangtianhai Pavilion just correspond to the twelfth level of the third realm, and are also called the sects of the Tiantai.

Compared with the Twelve Heavenly Palaces, the 108 Giant Peak Sects in the Wangtian Islands can only be regarded as the lower class of the sect.
To be continued...