Maoshan leader Xuan Ming Zhenren and others expressed their deep gratitude to the little monk Chanxin's help again. The little monk Chanxin didn't talk much, but just smiled and looked very respectful. Since Zhenren Xuan Ming and Zhenren Xuan Kong and Master Lefan were both old acquaintances, the three seniors were also very speculative, so they asked the little monk Chanxin to greet him. After handling Maoshan's things another day, they went to Dakong Temple to visit. The little monk Chanxin naturally agreed and expressed his great welcome.

After this battle, it was already dark. Before the three of them came out, Master Xuanming had mentioned to them that the formation barrier in Maoshan was broken by the people of the White Lotus Sect. However, for the safety of Maoshan, Master Sanmao also prepared another formation barrier to protect the mountain, which was to change the structure of the formation barrier and re-arrange the location of the mountain gate, which was a hundred times more secret than before. If Bai Mile personally took action in the future, it would not be so easy to break the formation barrier left by Master Sanmao, and at least it would take a long time.

However, it is very complicated to change the structure of the formation barrier, which is not something they can do in a short while. Moreover, the Xuanming and the others were seriously injured. However, this matter is imminent and must be carried out quickly. In the future, even if the two of them want to enter the formation barrier, they will probably have to go through some trouble.

However, there are elders who guard the mountain gate outside the formation barrier, but they were killed by Elder Qinglong before. This time, the deacon planned to guard the mountain gate personally. After Bai Mile's crisis has passed, he would think of other solutions.

These tedious things naturally have to be carried out one by one, and naturally how to operate them, the two brothers and brothers are unknown. At this moment, Wu Feng's thoughts had already flown to Mount Zhongnan, and he couldn't wait to see his mother-in-law and Old Taishan. He missed Li Ruoyun so much. Although Old Li might not know Yun'er's whereabouts, Wu Feng also wanted to see them again with the only glimmer of hope. For Wu Feng at this time, this was the last life-saving straw he could catch.

The three of them said goodbye to Maoshan and headed towards Kaihua City again. The Zen-minded monk had saved so many undead spirits before, and his body was inevitably a little exhausted, but after this moment of breathing, he recovered a lot and walked very quickly.

Since Wu Feng obtained the correct cultivation method of the Yin-Yang Eight-Combination Marrow Cleansing Sutra from the White-Haired Patriarch, he was able to take the essence and energy in other people's bodies for himself. During this trip to Maoshan, Wu Feng not only did not suffer any damage, but his cultivation has also improved by leaps and bounds again. This time, Wu Feng did not remember how many black-robed men had killed. The cultivation of these black-robed men was no less than that of the White Tiger. Even the cultivation of the Green Dragon Elder was swallowed by him. After he was idle, he not only did not feel any fatigue, but also felt that his body was full of explosive power. Even his own blood was boiling, and he kept wandering around the eight extraordinary meridians. This feeling made Wu Feng feel a sense of drift and even walked lightly.
Chapter completed!