The cold voice was not loud, but it clearly overwhelmed the shouts of dozens of disciples in the square.
Han Yu stood up with his sword put away, Greatsword was inserted upside down into the Bluestone board, making a dull sound, Lu Chang'an carried Iron Hammer behind his back with his backhand, Gu Qinghe also straightened his clothes, and the three of them strode up to Su Yueli together and saluted respectfully.
Dozens of young disciples also quickly retreated and stood in the back in silence, their eyes full of enthusiasm and awe.
In the Eternal Life Martial Sect, Su Yueli is the only will.
"Sect Master." Han Yu said solemnly, cupping his fists.
Su Yueli put down the tea bowl in his hand and looked calm. "Eight hundred miles north of Azure Cloud City, deep in the Black Dragon Mountains, there is an ancient secret realm from the past that will be opened in two days."
As soon as he said this, Gu Qinghe's eyes moved slightly.
As the person responsible for the sect's intelligence and resource coordination, he immediately reacted. "The sect master is talking about 'Black Dragon Secret Realm'? It is rumored that it is a small broken world left by the High Antiquity monks. Sexagenary Cycle has just appeared in the world, and Inner City major sects and cultivators Lineage have been keeping an eye on it for a long time, and even the royal family has sent inspectors to monitor it secretly."
"There are some Fifth Stage root-strengthening herbs that have long been extinct in the outside world."
Su Yueli went straight to the topic and said in a calm tone, "Han Yu Just stepped into the Fourth Realm. The existing Fourth Tier ointment in the backyard has begun to lose its potency. If you want to continue to improve, you must use Fifth Stage Spirit Herb to reconstitute the bone marrow ointment."
Gu Qinghe nodded with a serious expression. "That's true. With Netherflame Earthfire, the disciple can barely refine Fourth Tier's best ointment, but if he wants to support the senior sister's attack on the Fifth Realm, or even Junior Brother Lu to break through the Fourth Realm, must use 'Dragon Marrow Zhi' and 'Earth Spirit Fruit' of Fifth Stage."
However, these things cannot be found in ordinary markets, and they can only be found in such unexplored ancient secret realms.
Han Yu and Lu Chang'an looked at each other, and a burning desire to fight ignited in their eyes.
After three years of seclusion, they have been fighting Bluestone, Iron Hammer, and Su Yueli's invisible Gang Qi every day, and they have longed for a real death fight in which they can use their full strength.
"Sect Master, do you want to take Li Meng and the others with you here?" Han Yu turned around and glanced at the young disciples behind who were eager to try.
Su Yueli shook his head.
"Their cultivation is too weak, First Realm, Second Realm warriors, their bodies have not completely completed the bone marrow transformation, and they cannot withstand the Spiritual Power storms and restrictions in the high-level secret realm. They will just die if they go."
Su Yueli's words are extremely realistic and without any modification.
When Li Meng and others in the rear heard this, although there was a trace of sadness in their eyes, no one dared to show their dissatisfaction. They knew the rules of the sect. If they were not strong enough, they could only stay in the rear as firewood, and forcing themselves to come forward would only become a burden.
"Li Meng." Su Yueli glanced behind him.
The scarred boy suddenly knelt down on one knee. "The disciple is here!"
"While I am taking Han Yu and Chang'an away, the gate of the sect will be closed. You lead the other disciples to guard the outer courtyard, and train twice as much every day. Don't get in the way... and don't be afraid of trouble."
"Yes, disciple, I obey your orders! I'm here in the sect, and if anything goes wrong, Li Meng will come to see you!" Li Meng gritted his teeth and responded sternly.
Su Yueli turned to look at Gu Qinghe: "You stay in the sect, watch the backyard Spirit Field, Netherflame Earthfire cannot be burned, prepare all the auxiliary materials for refining Fifth Stage ointment, and wait for us to bring back the herbs."
"Disciple understands." Gu Qinghe bowed deeply.
He knows his position very well. Fourth Grade Alchemist is the heart of the Eternal Life Martial Sect's operation. Sitting at the rear and providing sufficient logistics is far more important than fighting on the front line.
It was well organized and there was no unnecessary fuss.
"Pack up your weapons and set off."
Su Yueli stood up, fluttered his sleeves and walked out the door.
Han Yu pulled out Greatsword and hung it on the back, Lu Chang'an picked up Iron Hammer and followed closely.
"..."
Black Dragon Mountains, the terrain is steep and shrouded in thick gray-black miasma all year round.
A journey of eight hundred miles is no different than a natural chasm for ordinary mortals, but for a warrior who relies solely on the explosive power of his body, it is only half a day's journey.
Han Yu and Lu Chang'an had wind blowing under their feet. Every step they took left deep footprints on the boulders in the mountains and forests. Their speed was not inferior to that of mid-level monks who were riding the wind.
Su Yueli was walking leisurely in front. No matter how fast the two of them were running, she always stayed ten feet ahead without even a speck of dust on her clothes.
At noon, the three of them arrived at the entrance of the Black Dragon Secret Realm.
It is a huge canyon between two cliffs.
Above the canyon, a space crack tens of feet long is slowly creeping, emitting extremely rich but violent disorder Spiritual Power.
The cracks are surrounded by looming ancient runes, which are dimming as time goes by, which is obviously a sign that the seal is about to be completely lifted.
In the open space of the canyon below the fissure, hundreds of monks have already gathered densely.
The major forces with clear distinctions occupy the best camping locations.
The most eye-catching thing is the camp composed of more than ten flying boats in the center, with the golden dragon emblem of the Great Xia Imperial Family embroidered on the flag.
Several Sixth Realm generals wearing heavy armor stood with their swords in hand, their expressions were cold and stern, and the surroundings exuded the killing aura of elite Imperial Guard.
On the left are the residences of the major cultivating sects from Azure Cloud Province.
Seven or eight third-rate and second-rate sects each occupy a piece of flat land. The elders who lead the team all have Fifth Realm and Sixth Realm cultivation levels. Most of the disciples are around the Third Realm. They all have spiritual swords hanging on their waists and look arrogant.
There are also quite a few Rogue Cultivator teams hanging around on the fringes, with sinister eyes as they secretly look at the passing competitors.
The air was filled with oppressive spiritual power and tense tension.
At this moment, footsteps sounded at the narrow entrance of the canyon.
The monks from the major forces who were originally on guard against each other subconsciously turned their heads to look.
At the end of the mountain road, I saw a woman with a pure appearance and white hair as white as snow walking calmly.
Behind her were a tall woman carrying a huge Greatsword, and a skinny boy carrying a rusty Iron Hammer.
The three of them were wearing extremely rough and plain linen clothes. There was no trace of Law Treasure brilliance on their bodies, and there was not even the faintest Spiritual Power fluctuation.
"Mortal?"
A sect disciple in charge of perimeter security frowned and looked at the three of them up and down, with a hint of absurdity and disgust on his face.
"Black Dragon Secret Realm is turned on, and even the beggars of Outer City dare to come and join in the fun? It's really desperate."
Sneering laughter spread sparsely from the group of monks, and eyes full of scrutiny and contempt instantly focused on the three people who stepped into the canyon.