The outline of the distant mountains is very gloomy, and it has been extending to a very distant place, along the sheep intestine path between the mountains, going down for two miles, and the eyes suddenly open up.

Although the Martial Arts Holy Land is located in the valley, it is quite open, and the ground is neatly paved with huge stone slabs as white as jade, and walking on them, the stone slabs can reflect the reflection of people.

Lin Feng and the patriarch father and son walked very cautiously to the huge square paved with bluestone slabs, and there were indeed many martial artists who were cultivating here.

Their strength should not be underestimated, at least they are all masters who have reached the realm of the Nine Golden Pills of Blood Condensation, and there are more than two hundred people in the square, not to mention that there are many masters hidden in the shadows.

Of course, among so many Jindan martial artists, the strength can also be said to be uneven, after all, the same cultivation realm is also divided into many levels.

Lin Feng estimated that none of the Jindan martial artists in the square were his opponents, after all, he had not yet broken through to the Jindan realm before he was able to defeat the powerhouses of the Transformation Realm, such as the number one master under the Aoki City Lord, Elder Shi Yan.

As for the Aoki City Lord who had refined the soul of gluttony, Lin Feng was not sure to fight against him.

He behaved humbly, after all, the real masters in the Hidden Dragon Valley might be completely beyond his imagination.

The monks in the square were all concentrating on their own cultivation, and they didn't care that the three people came in, after all, there was a hidden guardian formation in the martial arts holy land, and if the enemies of the troll clan came in, they would automatically block it.

Some of the monks sat cross-legged on the stone slabs, operating their thick qi, exhaling the aura of heaven and earth in the air, and the air they exhaled was like two flying dragons roaring into the sky.

There are also monks who are studying swordsmanship and marksmanship, which are quite subtle and have very different styles.

Here, the monks all have their own unique skills, and they do not have the same teacher. It's more important than actual combat. Before breaking through to the Jindan realm, he was an excellent hunter in the tribe, fighting trolls and monsters in the jungle, and practiced supreme courage and exquisite tricks.

In the Holy Land of Martial Arts, they are more influenced by an atmosphere, and they are immersed in the pursuit of martial arts without distractions.

"Don't think they look years old. In fact, many of them are still my elders! There is a guardian formation left by the ancient Emperor Xuanyuan in the Martial Dao Holy Land, and the aura in it is very beneficial to people. The patriarch sighed.

"Then, when Ling Gongzi's cultivation reaches the late stage of Jindan and is able to take charge on his own, you can pass on the position of patriarch to him, and then come to the Martial Dao Holy Land to cultivate, right?" Lin Feng smiled.

"That's right, I can't leave all this to Longteng right now, after all, he doesn't have the strength to lead hunters to fight trolls and monsters, and ordinary people in the tribe need to be guarded!" said the patriarch.

They went all the way inside. After all, if you want to come here to invite a master out of the mountain, you can't just pull a few masters on the square to leave, you have to go to meet the elder who lives in seclusion in the cave first, and ask him to make a decision.

"There are twelve powerhouses in the Hidden Dragon Valley who have reached the realm of transformation and are still alive today, let's just go and visit the twelve elders, after all, he is my third uncle, so he should be easier to talk to.

Lin Feng knew in his heart that these twelve elders of the Transformation Realm had calculated. Among them, there should be antiques from thousands of years ago, and the generation should be extremely high.

Probably there are more than a dozen masters of the Transformation Realm possessed by a great sect like the Jiuding Sect. There are so many masters in the Hidden Dragon Valley, far away from the red dust, and not known to outsiders, which is really emotional.

The cave of the Twelve Elders was on a mountain wall in the east, and the doorway was simple, and there were not even stone tablets or plaques.

"Third uncle. Lie'er has come to visit you. The patriarch said respectfully at the door.

"It turned out to be Lie'er, come in, you haven't been here for five years, you still remember me, an old guy!"

Lin Feng and Long Teng followed the patriarch into the quiet and secluded cave mansion, every long distance. The stone wall was inlaid with a small fluorite illumination, and it seemed that the elder was simplifying everything.

After a while, they came to the deepest part of the cave, but they saw a white-haired old man in a linen robe, sitting cross-legged on the grass on the ground.

The old man is skinny, skinny, with deep eye sockets, but his gaze is very deep, and looking at him is like falling into an endless abyss.

"I saw this kid Long Teng a few years ago, but this kid is too unfamiliar, isn't it the late-stage star of the tribe who has recently broken through the Jindan realm?" the old man said.

"His name is Lin Feng, and he is from Aoki City in Kunlun Ruins!" said the patriarch.

"It turned out to be a visitor from the cultivation world outside, but the martial arts holy land is not something that idlers can enter casually, Lie'er, you can't do this!" the old man reproached.

Lin Feng stood beside him very humbly, and did not speak in a very low-key manner. The patriarch informed the old man in detail of everything that happened in Aoki City, and said that Lin Feng's purpose in coming to Hidden Dragon Valley this time was to invite some masters of the Xuanyuan clan to go to help in the battle and deal with the Aoki City Lord who had become a demon.

"I can't imagine that as the Five Emperors of Antiquity, the heir of Emperor Aoki turned out to be a hypocrite, opening the Seven Killing Array, refining the soul of gluttony, and has already turned into a demon, and he also fantasizes about annexing Kunlun Ruins, how can he succeed with such wolf ambitions?" the old man said angrily.

Lin Feng felt that the people of Hidden Dragon Valley had a great sense of justice, and in the face of such a big right and wrong, they would be able to make a decision quickly.

"The lord of Blackwater City has already invited the city lords of the other three main cities to discuss specific countermeasures for attacking Aoki City. However, there is still a lack of masters, maybe these four city lords can suppress the Aoki city lord, but their subordinates control a large number of high-level kraken and wraith soul warriors, so please send some Jindan masters to follow me to help in the battle. Lin Feng bowed respectfully.

"Your request is quite reasonable, if you have to invite a few old guys from the Transfiguration Realm to go, they won't agree, after all, for the Transfiguration Realm monks in the Martial Dao Holy Land, it is much more important to participate in the Great Dao of Enlightenment in order to break through to the Divine Power Secret Realm than to seclusion in the world. The old man said, "But as the descendants of the Xuanyuan clan, we can't stand idly by and watch the affairs of the five main cities of Kunlun Ruins, so how about sending twenty-five Jindan masters this time?"

Lin Feng was puzzled: "Why is it exactly twenty-five? If we can send more Jindan monks, they will be able to get better training in actual combat." ”

"I'm not just sending out some guys who are not good at cultivation, but the real elite in the Martial Dao Holy Land, which is divided into five types of cultivation, Phantom Bow, Assassin, Martial Artist and Medicine Master, and Mage. There are five strongest monks of each cultivation, who can complement each other and must be able to play a greater role in large-scale battles. The old man spoke eloquently.

"There is even a medicine man, this is a very mysterious kind of monk, very difficult. Lin Feng said.

"These elites have a bad temper, the old man will go and make this matter clear, you have to pay attention to your own methods, you can't be too humble, if you don't show the majesty to deter them, you can't convince them. The old man stood up and smiled leisurely. (To be continued......)