Three days later, Lin Fei went to Jianshan.

Under the Wenjian Peak, there is a ten-mile underground palace surrounded by magma, surrounded by burning earth fires on both sides. At first glance, it is like a world in flames. The underground palace is even more harshly guarded. Seven soul disciples guard the only entrance. Deep in the underground palace, there is also the thirteenth Golden Dan elder of the Wenjian Sect. Lin Fei held the token and passed the three-meter-wide magma from the bridge. He handed the token to several senior brothers guarding the entrance. After he was allowed to let it go, he quickly walked into the underground palace...

"I have met Senior Brother Zhou." What is waiting here is Zhou Yun, the eighth true teaching of the Sword Sect, who comes from Qianji Peak. Zhou Yun looks in his forties, looking mature and steady.

In fact, Zhou Yun is indeed the oldest among the true disciples. It is said that Zhou Yun had already been among the true disciples a hundred years ago, but he has always been lukewarm and has always been ranked in the seventh, eighth or nineth place. In recent decades, many talented disciples of the Sword Sect have emerged, with the wonderful Luo Yuzhen in front and the leaps and bounds of Li Qingshan in the back. Seeing these people surpassing him one by one, Zhou Yun seemed to be in a hurry at all.

For a hundred years, Zhou Yun has never been out of the underground palace.

Many of the new disciples who have just started their studies don’t even know that there is another true disciple named Zhou Yun in the Sword Sect…

"Haha, Junior Brother Lin..." Zhou Yun smiled with a little kindness. While taking the token from Lin Fei's hand, he said with a smile: "This time, Junior Brother Lin was in the limelight, and even the underground palace has heard people mention it many times."

"Haha, Senior Brother Zhou has been awarded for the award, just luck."

"The true body of Yuehua is a genius that I have seen in a hundred years. The ancient sword in my hand is even the master of the sect, and even the real person in charge of the sect said that the origin is amazing. Brother Lin can block two swords on the Broken Dragon Platform. This ability is not just luck..."

Zhou Yun said as he led Lin Fei into the depths of the underground palace.

A giant gate that was more than ten feet tall stood in front of me. At first glance, I saw an endless stream of darkness, and even the light seemed to be sucking in. When Lin Fei stood in front of the door, he could not feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations, as if something heavy was suppressing all the spiritual energy...

"At that time, when the ancestor Hongyun broke through the Jianshan Road, there was only a lonely crack here. Someone always missed and fell into it. Later, the ancestor Hongyun was really impatient, so he opened an underground palace underground with infinite magical powers, and built this Jumen with his blue wave stone, so that I asked the disciples of the Jianshe Sect to enter and exit Jianshan freely..." Zhou Yun stood in front of the Jumen and patiently explained to Lin Fei...

"It is worthy of being the ancestor of Hongyun. This trick is really big..." Lin Fei touched his nose. This blue wave stone is born with the effect of calming the mind and stabilizing spiritual power. Many weapon refiners like to use the blue wave stone to build magic circles. One piece of fist can sell ten spirit stones. The value of this giant gate that is more than ten feet tall in front of him is incalculable...

"Haha, Master Hongyun was rich in the world back then, and he did leave a lot of things for the sect..."

After the two chatted for a while, Zhou Yun activated the magic circle. The endless darkness in the Giant Gate immediately rolled up under the infusion of spiritual power. A blurred scene began to appear where even the light could be swallowed. Moreover, as time passed by, these scenes were becoming clearer and clearer. Finally, a scene of yellow sand everywhere appeared.

"This is the world of Jianshan..." Zhou Yun pointed to the boundless yellow sand in the Jumen: "The sword mountain is full of Yuanmagnetic and golden evil, and ordinary creatures cannot survive at all. Over the past few thousand years, I asked the Sword Sect that although a lot of plants and trees have been transplanted into it, less than half a year has survived. After Junior Brother Lin entered, he can go to the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain to rest. After going up the mountain, he really can't even drink his saliva..."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Zhou."

After thanking Zhou Yun, Lin Fei walked into the Giant Gate. In an instant, he felt a dizzy turn. Infinite colors flashed in front of his eyes, and infinite sounds sounded in his ears, as if it had been ten thousand years, and it seemed like only one second had passed. When Lin Fei opened his eyes again, everything around him had suddenly changed. The underground palace was gone, and there was only a boundless piece of yellow sand left...

"What a rich Yuan Magnetic Golden Demon..." Lin Fei tried to take a breath, and suddenly felt infinite sharp energy filling his body. From the trachea to the lungs, he felt a faint pain, and his body suddenly sank, like a huge mountain pressing on his body.

And this pressure does not come from one direction.

Pressure comes from all directions.

It gives people the feeling that it is like being caught by a giant hand...

Lin Fei knew that the richness of the Yuan Magnificent Jinsha of Jianshan might be above his imagination. Fortunately, he had made preparations before, otherwise, going to Jianshan this time would be a little bit of a bad luck.

Thinking of this, Lin Fei held the Dongji Raw Stone, and his mind moved, and the Dongji Divine Light suddenly opened. Suddenly, Lin Fei felt a lighter on his body. The 10,000 kilograms of power originally from all directions seemed to have suddenly disappeared.

However, the sharp aura in the Yuan Magnetic Golden Demon cannot be resisted by the Dongji Divine Light.

Lin Fei could only use the Ten Thousand Swords of the Heavens, grinding these sharp airs like a millstone, and then refining them one by one.

It was not until this time that Lin Fei finally had time to take a closer look at this small world. At first glance, he saw that there was no grass growing in the yellow sand for thousands of miles, a deserted and dilapidated scene. The sky was filled with a faint golden mist, which was the ubiquitous Yuanmagnetic Golden Demon.

"First go to the Taoist temple that Senior Brother Zhou said..."

Lin Fei was heading towards Jianshan with the rich Yuanmagnetic evil. After about half an hour, Lin Fei walked to the bottom of Jianshan. At first glance, it was like a sword piercing through the sky. Jianshan was towering into the clouds, the mountain walls were smooth and the cliffs were steep. There was only a rugged path winding upwards. Below the path was an old Taoist temple. It seemed that it had not been repaired for hundreds of years. When Lin Fei walked over, a disciple of the Sword Sect immediately came up.
Chapter completed!