Chapter 541: Shen Taishang summons, strange place

Xu Feng, who had spent almost all his spiritual stones, left the Refining Hall with a smile on his face as He Zhen bid farewell.

Originally, he planned to return to the retreat cave, refine the flying knife weapon he had just obtained, and then return to his family to deal with the beast tide.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the door of the cave, he found his master Dai Zhenjun standing there looking at him with a smile on his face.

"My disciple has met his master. I have troubled my master to wait for a long time. My disciple is extremely frightened."

"Okay, no need to say these polite words. You don't know that I'm coming to see you. What's there to be afraid of?"

Dai Zhenjun smiled and cursed, then unfolded the power of his soul, scanning him up and down, inside and out, and then smiled and praised:

"Yes, your cultivation has been completely stable, and your magic power is very solid. Especially your soul power, which is no less than that of ordinary fourth-level golden elixir monks."

"My master is so complimentary. My disciple still has many shortcomings."

Xu Feng said modestly.

The two chatted for a while, and Xu Feng was about to invite his master to sit in the cave, when he heard the other party say:

"Mrs. Shen asked me to see you by name. If you have nothing to do, come with me now!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng couldn't help but roll his eyes and said:

"It sounds like I can't refuse the half-step monk who wants to see me. Even if I have something important to do, I have to go see him first!"

I thought so in my heart, but I kept saying yes, saying that I was fine and could leave at any time.

"Okay, let's go then. The place where the Supreme Being lives is a bit far away from here, and ordinary monks can't go there, so let me take you with me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could react, Dai Zhenjun wrapped him in magic and disappeared.

When he felt his feet hit the ground again, he realized that he was on the top of a mountain as high as ten thousand blades. There was a strong wind whistling past here, blowing his protective light shield to the point of crumbling, and it seemed that it would shatter in the next second. Come.

"This is the 'Nine Heavens Gang Wind'. I have long heard that this kind of gang wind is so powerful that even ordinary Jindan monks cannot resist it. I thought it was an exaggeration before, but now it seems that it is indeed true."

Xu Feng couldn't help but sigh.

Dai Zhenjun, who was standing next to him as if nothing was wrong, saw that he was in a bad situation and had no intention of taking action. Instead, he said to himself:

"You are right, these are the 'Nine Heavens Gang Wind', but its power has been partially weakened by the protective formation covering here. Otherwise, a monk with your level of cultivation would never be able to stand here and talk to me. It’s been blown thousands of miles away.”

"Thank you, Master, for your teachings. I will keep them in mind, my disciple."

While Xu Feng gritted his teeth and held on to the shield, he released his soul and began to scan the surrounding area. It was not because he did not want to use his eyes to see, but because the wind around him was not invisible, but was light gray in color and had a strong impact on the line of sight. The biggest obstacle is that the visual range of his eyes is only three feet around him.

Under the exploration of the soul, he quickly figured out the surrounding environment. The place here is not big, only about a hundred feet in radius, and not many things exist.

There is only one tree, one crane, and one hut.

It’s just that all three are not simple. Needless to say, the hut. A Jindan monk like him can’t stand here, but a low thatched hut actually ignores the strong wind and still stands there, seemingly completely unaffected. Influence.

As for the tree, it is not simple. Although it looks bare and lifeless, there are three fruits growing on the top of it that exude an alluring yellow light.

What can I say about this kind of fruit? Although Xu Feng didn't know its grade or its efficacy, he couldn't help but want to swallow it. His intuition told him that if he swallowed this fruit, He will be greatly benefited.

But this is just a thought, let alone not letting him pick it, even if he was really let go to pick it, he would not dare to step forward, because there is a crane standing on one leg under the tree guarding it.

Although this guy looks ordinary, if you feel it carefully, you will find that it has an extremely restrained and super strong aura, which will explode instantly if there is any disturbance.

According to his speculation, the grade of this crane is definitely not lower than the fourth level, and may even be the same as his master.

But the scene that happened next shocked him. Dai Zhenjun first straightened his robe, then took two steps forward to the side of the crane, bent down and saluted:

"Master He, the junior Dai Chunrong and his disciple Xu Feng are here to pay homage to Master Shen. Please inform me."

"Uncle, Master actually called him Uncle. Did I hear it wrong? Isn't this too outrageous? Could it be that the Jiugong Sect still has the habit of accepting spiritual beasts as disciples? This is too ridiculous!"

In his incomprehensible eyes, Xianhe first nodded towards Dai Zhenjun, then twisted his neck and said to the hut behind him:

"Senior brother, there is a junior named Dai who wants to see you with a young golden elixir monk. Do you want to let them in?"

"Open the door and let them in!"

After a long time, a voice came from the hut.

Upon hearing this, Dai Zhenjun waved his hand, and the strong wind hovering around Xu Feng disappeared in an instant.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you thank Master He quickly?"

After hearing the master's instructions, he immediately bowed to the crane and said:

"Junior Xu Feng, thank you senior for letting us go."

Xianhe seemed to be dismissive of his thanks and didn't make any expression. He just stood there motionless.

Seeing this, Xu Feng smiled awkwardly and then walked to the side of his master.

"Shua!"

A green wind blade struck, and the door of the hut that was originally closed opened. Before he could look inside, the master's voice sounded again.

"Feng'er, follow my pace quickly, otherwise it's easy to get lost."

Hearing this, Xu Feng almost laughed out loud. How could he get lost in such a small thatched hut? At the same time, he was complaining in his heart.

"The head of the Jidan Sect, Shen Taishang, who is respected by thousands of alchemists, actually lives in such a shabby place. It's really not right.

At least they should build some palaces. What kind of look is this? It's not easy to entertain the monks from other forces who come to visit. I really don't know what the Jidan Sect thinks?"

But when he stepped into the hut, this idea disappeared without a trace.

What appeared in front of him was not the interior of a simple hut, but a real immortal scene.

He appeared in the void at some point, and looking down, he saw two peaks a thousand feet high rising from the ground, standing opposite each other, surrounded by gurgling streams on three sides, with countless exotic flowers and plants growing on them, and countless cranes and deer flying around.