When Du Fan heard this, he couldn't help but feel a move in his heart, this Supreme Elder of the Netherworld Sect was a powerful person in the ghost path, and he naturally had an extraordinary sense of the Yin Ghost Land, and even the other party was surprised, could it be that this great lake was really extraordinary?

"Master Wei, you are finally here. With a peaceful voice sounding, a young man walked over, about thirty years old, gentle and elegant, with a smile on his face, but his cultivation was really not low, he had reached the late stage of martial arts, and he was much higher than Lord Wei Zhuang.

"It turns out that this time it was Brother Fengnian who led the team to explore the secret realm, which made Zai Xia a little surprised. When Lord Wei Zhuang saw the visitor, he was slightly stunned, and then immediately smiled, this young man is a high-level elder of the Murong family, and the relationship between the two is good.

Subsequently, the owner of Wei Zhuang explained: "Compared with other forces, our Wei Yuan Villa is far away from here, and it may have been delayed for some time, I hope there is no major event." ”

"It's okay, the other colleagues also came half a day ago, and they didn't delay anything. The young man smiled faintly.

Immediately afterwards, several figures walked out, all of them were division-level martial artists of various forces, standing together and chatting.

Just as these people were greeting each other, Du Fan's thoughts spread out and he looked around.

He found that there were already nine forces in this place, and the largest number of them must be the Murong family, with fifteen people.

However, what surprised him a little was that there was only one cultivator in the Murong family, a gray-haired old man, his cultivation was not high, and he had just stepped into the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period.

The remaining eight forces should be the same as Weiyuan Villa, and they are all affiliated with the Murong family. There are not many people in each force. Eight or nine. Among them, the majority of cultivators are strong foundation builders, and in general, there are more than 30 monks here.

Through the conversations of those martial arts people, Du Fan learned that the exploration of this secret realm was not a big deal for the huge Murong family. Only a small number of people in the family paid attention, and as for the sage-level ancestors in the Murong family, they couldn't even mention their interest in asking a word.

Therefore, this time, there was no Jindan power, because the number of Jindan monks in the Martial Domain was extremely rare.

A behemoth like the Murong family, even if it collects some Jindan power for its own use, it will not be sent out casually, unless it is some family-level important matter, it will promise a large number of cultivation resources, and ask this part of the people to make a move, if it is just a small secret realm. It's a bit of a mistake.

From the conversations of those martial artists, Du Fan also understood the issue of resource allocation in the secret realm this time. Needless to say, no matter what the final result is, the Murong family will definitely take the bulk of the harvest, and the amount of harvest taken by the various subsidiary forces depends to a certain extent on the cultivators under the sect.

First of all, there will not be too many cultivators who have entered the secret realm this time, and each force may not have one, but all the cultivators who have obtained the qualification to enter the secret realm will have an extra share of the benefits of the forces to which they belong, and if the cultivators have made outstanding contributions in the secret realm, they will also increase the distribution of the harvest to the forces to which they belong again according to the size of the merit.

After learning this, Du Fan was immediately relieved, like this kind of mutually beneficial thing, he did not resist, if it was just for himself to get benefits, but the other party had nothing, he was worried instead, maybe he would run away directly before entering the secret realm.

After a cup of tea, a dazzling red light rolled up in the sky, and eight people came out of it, three division-level martial artists, and five foundation-building monks, these eight people were from Qingfeng Village, and they were also a vassal force of the Murong family.

"Okay, you have come from afar, we won't waste everyone's time here, now that everyone has arrived, let's discuss the question of who will enter the secret realm. Murong Fengnian stood in the middle, his words were gentle, and he spoke loudly.

"We and other martial artists should have no objections, just according to what I said before, the Murong Shang clan sent twelve people, and the other forces each sent two people. A martial artist of an affiliated force said.

"There is no problem with this, as for the candidate for the cultivator, you might as well listen to the advice of Master Ku first. Murong Fengnian smiled, nodded, and then moved his body and let out the gray-haired old man behind him.

The gray-haired old man looked respectful and bowed deeply to Murong Fengnian, but when he walked to the front and looked at the other cultivators here, his attitude immediately changed, his eyelids were slightly raised, and he swept over everyone, revealing a look of disdain, and his expression was very arrogant.

Seeing this, the cultivators were slightly stunned at first, and then they were furious, who is this old man? He is so rampant! This look, this expression, as much disdain as he wants, is this despising me and so on?!

A junior in the Qi refining period dared to show such a posture in front of them, what did the other party think! This made a strong person in the foundation building mad in his heart, and his anger was not light, if it was in the spiritual realm, he would have already skinned the other party and cramped!

Du Fan's face was a little strange, obviously guessing something, but he didn't grit his teeth like other foundation building powerhouses.

"Ahem, this is the Master of Bitterness, his attainments in the way of the formation are extremely high, and he is the main force of this trip to the secret realm, and he can help us break all kinds of prohibitions. Murong Fengnian shook his head, a little helpless, coughed dryly, and explained.

As soon as these words came out, a group of foundation-building powerhouses suddenly dissipated most of their anger.

It turns out that the other party is a formation master, no wonder he is so arrogant.

This makes sense, even if it is an ordinary cultivator, as long as the cultivation is not too weak, he will be courteous and recruited by the major forces in the martial domain, if it is a cultivation realm formation master, then it is even more of a hot figure.

"To make a long story short, this time the old man was invited to the secret realm to break the magic circle and prohibition in it, and he needed a few cultivators as helpers, as for the candidates, the old man only had one principle, as long as he was fine, not too much. ”

The gray-haired old man squinted his eyes and said slowly, with one hand on his back, the other hand on his beard, raising his chin, and his expression was indescribably contemptuous and arrogant.

"Damn, the formation master is amazing!" Someone was furious in his heart, he was really fed up, but he had to endure it on the surface.

"In the process of breaking the formation, the divine sense is very important, if the power of your divine consciousness is not enough, there is no need to conduct the following assessment. The gray-haired old man said slowly, and at the same time, his fingers flickered, and an emerald green bamboo flashed out and fell into the old man's hand.

"Blue Qiankun Ring!" Du Fan noticed the Qiankun Ring in the gray-haired old man's hand, and was suddenly a little stunned.

It seems that this formation master is quite good in the martial domain, not only does he have a storage magic tool of the Qiankun level with the cultivation of the Qi refining period, but also dares to show it in the public, and he is not afraid of others coveting it, so he is naturally fearless.

"Come here, test your senses first. The gray-haired old man frowned slightly, and said impatiently.

There was a wave of anger in the hearts of all the monks, but at the signal of their respective owners, they had no choice but to take a deep breath, endure it, and then step forward and walk towards the gray-haired old man.

"What are you doing there, stupid, put your hand on it, and then direct your thoughts to this piece of bamboo!" the gray-haired old man glared at the person in front of him and scolded dissatisfiedly.

"You ......" the old man scolded, it was an old woman who had cultivated well, her face turned red when she heard this, and her body trembled with anger.

The old woman grinded her few remaining teeth, raised her crumpled palm, and held one end of the emerald green bamboo, and at the same time, with a reminder in her heart, a rather powerful divine power surged out, and poured it down the palm of her hand on the bamboo.

This bamboo, crystal clear and verdant, is divided into nine sections from top to bottom.

Suddenly, the bamboo knots glowed, and the green glow shimmered, from the bottom up, from the first section, then the second section, then the third section...... When the green light rose to the halfway point of the fourth quarter, it stopped there, no longer going up.

"Unqualified, next. The gray-haired old man glanced at the bamboo knot and shook his head.

"What, unqualified?" the old woman was stunned, looking a little incredulous.

"Next!" The gray-haired old man waved his hand directly, as if chasing flies, and he didn't even look at the old woman.

"This fellow Daoist, let's go back first. Murong Fengnian smiled slightly, and said to the old woman, although the voice was not loud, but when it fell into the other party's ears, it was like a thunderous blow.

The old woman's heart trembled, and she immediately saluted Murong Fengnian, and then her face was gloomy, and she returned to her own forces.

The second test person was a young woman in the early stage of foundation building, and when her slender jade hand was placed on the green bamboo, the light only stayed in a small half of the fourth bamboo joint, which was not as good as the previous old woman.

"Unqualified, next. The gray-haired old man waved his hand.

The young woman was very knowledgeable, and she didn't say much when she heard the words, and after bowing Murong Fengnian, she took the initiative to leave.

"Unqualified, next. ”

"Non-conforming ......"

There were seven or eight people in a row, and the best one only let the light of the green bamboo stay in the ninety percent position of the fourth bamboo.

Needless to say, all of these testers were eliminated by the gray-haired old man.

Seeing this, the martial artists of various forces looked slightly ugly, and the three division-level martial artists were even more twitching at the corners of their eyes, and their faces were pale, because several cultivators from their side had already been "wiped out" in the previous test.

Murong Fengnian's expression was as usual, but he also muttered in his heart, there are only about forty cultivators in this place, if this trend continues, and in the end, there is not even a cultivator who meets the conditions, so how can it be good?

Just when Murong Fengnian frowned slightly, intending to let the gray-haired old man lower his standards, there was a green mang, and the bamboo that was used to test his divine sense suddenly lit up to the middle of the fifth section.

"Well, it's okay, stand aside first, wait for the hair. The gray-haired old man's eyes had been closed, but now they opened a little, and said very calmly. (To be continued......)