Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Qianhuanmen, the entrance to the mountain.

Mr. Meng didn't wait here long, and soon he saw Zhang Yifeng coming down.

Mr. Meng stood up and asked lightly: "Did you take action?"

Zhang Yifeng nodded: "I killed the master of the Qianhuan Sect. In addition, I also killed the woman who slapped you."

Mr. Meng shook his head and sighed: "Sure enough, you are capable of killing Xuanze Temple, but you made the matter even bigger. Zhang Yifeng, tell me, aren't you afraid of the Yinmen? Or the Yinmen is not as good as I thought. So powerful?"

At this moment, Mr. Meng was wondering whether the Hidden Sect was similar to the ordinary world, with not many super strong people. Otherwise, why would Zhang Yifeng be so calm?

But judging from some ancient books, there are indeed masters in the Yinmen. The legend of the Yinmen in the secular world is definitely not based on rumors.

Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "Mr. Meng, the strong man in the hidden sect can definitely kill me in an instant."

Mr. Meng was speechless at that time. How can you still laugh when he can kill you instantly?

Seemingly knowing the doubts in Mr. Meng's mind, Zhang Yifeng spoke again: "Although there are strong people in the Hidden Sect, strong people will not have any connection with the world."

"What's the meaning?"

"Mr. Meng, isn't it simple? The secular world is not important at all compared to the Hidden Sect. Will powerful forces pay attention to such an unimportant place? Only weak forces will find a sense of existence in the secular world."

Mr. Meng's body trembled and he said: "You mean, although Qianhuan Sect is backed by the power of the Hidden Sect, that power is not strong in the Hidden Sect? There are still relatively weak forces in the Hidden Sect."

"Yes, that's what I mean."

"I see, then I feel more relieved. Shall we go back now?"

"Mr. Meng, if you are in a hurry to return to the Dragon Group, you can go back first. I plan to stay for a few more days and go back after the ninth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Chujiu... Do you want to wait for the messenger?"

Meng Lao exclaimed, he also heard the roar of the Qianhuan Sect master before his death. Naturally, we know what Zhang Yifeng means after the ninth day of the Lunar New Year.

"Yes, I want to meet with the messenger from the Hidden Sect for a while to see if it is what I imagined."

Mr. Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head. How to describe Zhang Yifeng, so bold? Or stay calm in times of crisis?

"Then let me accompany you." Mr. Meng spoke again.

"Mr. Meng, if something happens to the Dragon Team, you can go back to the Dragon Team first without waiting for me."

"How can this be done? I brought you here, so naturally I want to go back together."

Zhang Yifeng frowned. If things were not what he thought, the forces behind the Qianhuan Sect were very powerful, and Mr. Meng would also be implicated by him.

"Mr. Meng, let's do this. You can stay if you want, but you are at Nan's house. On the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, I will come to Qianhuanmen alone."

"That's fine. Anyway, if I go, I won't be able to help you much. Instead, it will cause you trouble. I will wait for you to come back at Nan's house." Mr. Meng nodded. His strength is only at the peak of the early stage of Grandmaster. Even if he goes to Qianhuan Sect, he will not be of much help to Zhang Yifeng.

"That's good, okay, let's go back to Nan's house."

The sound was still floating, and the old and the young stepped into the mist.

This time, Zhang Yifeng was walking in front. The way he was strolling around seemed like he was not entering the maze for the second time, but had been there many times.

This talent made Mr. Meng constantly sigh, what is a monster? This is a monster! Monsters can quickly adapt to anything new.

After crossing several mountains, several people returned to Nan's house.

Nan Xin was naturally very happy when she knew that Zhang Yifeng was going to stay in the Kunlong Mountains for a few days. She personally selected a house for Zhang Yifeng and made a bed.

It's a pity that Zhang Yifeng began to retreat to understand the formation after returning to the room, and he didn't even have time to look at the loot.

This time when he went to Qianhuanmen, he realized something. He wanted to re-perfect the second-level formation and transform it into a third-level formation.

However, even if Zhang Yifeng has understood something, this is not a simple matter.

At first, he just carved in the house, then he went to the yard, where only the ground was open enough.

Every day, he would draw on the ground with branches. People who didn't know it would think he liked to draw.

But in fact, what he drew were all formation patterns that others could not understand.

“Even if we know that heaven and earth are natural, how easy is it to achieve nature?”

For two days, Zhang Yifeng still had no clue. Once the formation pattern changes, let alone breaking through to a third-level formation, even the second-level formation cannot be depicted.

On this day, Zhang Yifeng stopped painting. He sat cross-legged on the ground, quietly thinking about the feeling of being trapped in a maze that day.

Thinking of the key point, Zhang Yifeng immediately stood up from the ground and left Nan's house directly.

"Brother Zhang, where are you going?"

Nan Xin's surprised voice came.

These days, she often comes to Zhang Yifeng's yard and just looks at Zhang Yifeng quietly. Seeing Zhang Yifeng leaving at this time, he quickly exclaimed.

Nan Xin's voice fell, and Zhang Yifeng realized that there was another person in the yard.

"Nan Xin, it's just right for you to be here. I have something to go out for. Tell Mr. Meng for me and ask him to wait for me here."

"Want to go out? Can you take me with you?" Nan Xin said with expectant eyes.

Zhang Yifeng shook his head and said, "I can't take you there this time."

"Can't you..." Nan Xin was a little frustrated, and then asked, "How long will you be leaving?"

"Come back in two or three days on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year."

"Oh, go ahead and be careful."

Zhang Yifeng nodded, waved lightly towards Nan Xin, turned around and left the Nan family. He went to Qianhuanmen for the second time based on his memory. This time, he was not looking for trouble, but wanted to go deep into the maze again.

After entering the maze of formations, he did not draw the formations, but released his spiritual consciousness, closed his eyes, and quietly felt the flow of the natural formations.

Whether it is a natural formation or a man-made formation, there are certain rules and patterns.

Zhang Yifeng came here to fully understand what nature is, and then apply it to his secondary formation.

Last time, he understood the truth. This time, he planned to understand the formation.

Time passed, two days passed, Zhang Yifeng was like a stone, not moving at all.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred in his sea of ​​consciousness, and bright spots suddenly appeared in the entire fog.

These bright spots are connected to each other to form a strange pattern.

Of course, these highlights do not exist in themselves. They were realized by Zhang Yifeng through two days of reflection.

The order in which these highlights connect to each other changes all the time, because Zhang Yifeng's thinking never stops.

After making thousands of changes, these bright spots were finally fixed and then connected to each other to form a formation pattern that contained the natural power of heaven and earth.