Chapter 490 Disciple, Please Let Me Go (25)

The small secret realm will teleport many disciples to different places, but Shen Mubai wanted to be with Yan Rong, so he had to use a synchronized formation. What was more troublesome was that the eldest disciple Zhao He followed closely behind him. , she also had to take the other party with her.

Although there is nothing you can do now, all you need to do is enter the secret realm and find a suitable opportunity to lure the opponent away.

With a blink of an eye, the three masters and disciples had already entered the secret realm.

Every time the secret realm is opened, many disciples have to stay there for a year before the secret realm can teleport people out.

One year is not only not a long time for them, but it is also very short.

After all, there is abundant spiritual energy in the small secret realm, which will only be more beneficial to their practice. And there are many opportunities in it. Although you may not have the chance to get it, as long as you are lucky enough to get one of them, the trip will definitely be worthwhile.

Even if you don't get anything, the spiritual energy absorbed here alone is enough to last three or four years outside.

Of course, this little secret realm not only holds opportunities and treasures of heaven and earth, but also contains many dangers.

Therefore, those disciples will prepare a large number of magic weapons, talismans, seals, etc. in order to save their lives in times of crisis.

Of course, the Qiyang Sect does not allow fellow sects to kill each other for opportunities. Once found, they will be expelled from the sect.

Zhao He had other thoughts in his mind. First of all, he realized that the current master was very concerned about the banquet. Even in this small secret realm, even if he was ridiculed by the rest of the sect, he never wavered in his determination. .

In addition to resentment, he was not as jealous as the other two junior brothers. He subconsciously felt that the master was here for this banquet, and if any opportunities were discovered, he would let the other party take advantage.

When Zhao He thought about this possibility, he felt resentful and even resented his master.

He was unwilling to give in. He was clearly the chief disciple, so why should a loser step on his head. What's more, the opponent's current spiritual roots are empty and useless.

The most important thing is that the master actually gave up half of the golden elixir for this banquet!

The more Zhao He thought about it, the more unhappy he felt in his heart, but he did not show it on his face. He maintained his usual appearance of a good disciple and said, "Master, which direction are we going now?"

Shen Mubai and the others are currently in a small secret realm, but the details cannot be known.

The reason is that this small secret realm undergoes geographical and material changes every year, just like a living creature. Even the elders of the sect cannot complete the map and can only produce one-fifth of it.

The spiritual energy was thin and there was no grass growing. Shen Mubai frowned slightly, and then said in a cold voice, "There should be a swamp around here. We have to go around this place. The poisonous monsters inside are extremely difficult to deal with."

Zhao He glanced at the banquet calmly and said in a hesitant tone, "Master, may my junior brother use his magic weapon to fly now?"

Chen Mubai glanced at him lightly.

Zhao He quickly explained, "Disciple is just worried about my junior brother's health."

Shen Mubai said, "You don't need to worry."

Zhao He looked embarrassed.

Although Yanrong is a fake spiritual root and a fake foundation, he still has some cultivation skills, and he is not even able to use a magic weapon. Zhao He knew what he was planning without looking at his thoughts, so Shen Mubai didn't bother to pay attention.