I, the deposed prince, signed in the imperial mausoleum for a thousand years

The other disciples also looked at Qin Feng after hearing the sound. After being surprised, their eyes were full of admiration.

Although they followed Xia Juechen to live in seclusion in this valley.

But in the recent period, they have heard about what happened on the Eternal Continent.

They all admire Qin Feng's strength.

At the same time, I also felt that I might not be able to reach Qin Feng's height in this life.

"Well, looking for your master, is he there?" Qin Feng nodded and asked.

"I'm refining alchemy! It's inside." Yulan said, leading Qin Feng towards several thatched cottages deep in the valley.

Just when he arrived at the door, he saw that Xia Juechen had already heard the movement and came out.

"Young Master Qin, you've come!"

As soon as he saw Qin Feng, Xia Juechen immediately said excitedly: "I have been unable to do anything except alchemy during this period of time, and I am almost depressed to death."

"what?"

Seeing Xia Juechen's appearance, Qin Feng frowned slightly, and said, "Why, the eight trigrams broken weapon from before, hasn't been repaired yet?"

"No, if it is repaired, with that secret weapon on him, Tianyuan Killer will definitely not be able to find my location, and I don't have to hide here all the time."

Xia Juechen shook his head with a wry smile.

"How could this be? The various meteorites I brought out from the Xingchen Mountain Range earlier couldn't repair that gossip artifact?" Qin Feng asked suspiciously.

"The old metalsmith and I selected a meteorite that is suitable for repairing the gossip secret weapon, but it cannot be repaired here."

Xia Juechen explained: "So I handed over the gossip artifact to him, and asked him to take it back to forge and repair it.

But after such a long time, there is no news at all. I sent him a message with a secret weapon, but there was no response. "

The various artifacts that the casting master usually needs for casting are not less than those of the alchemist or the formation master. The valley where his friend usually lives has the earth fire directly drawn from the ground.

If you want to melt the meteorite and repair the gossip secret weapon, you must use the ground fire to smelt it.

"No news for so long?"

Qin Feng frowned slightly, and then said slightly teasingly: "The gossip broken weapon, it must have been swallowed up by your old friend!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Xia Juechen shook his head immediately, and said: "He is an old friend of mine who has had a life-long friendship, and it is absolutely impossible for him to steal that remnant weapon, especially that only a deducer can use that remnant weapon."

After a pause, he continued: "I suspect he has encountered some trouble.

But the place where he lives is too far away from here. If I rush there, there is a high probability that I will be discovered by Tianyuan Killer. "

This is why he was so excited when he saw Qin Feng coming here just now.

With Qin Feng around, he can go to his old friend's place.

He still believed in Qin Feng's methods.

"Where is the place where your old friend lives?" Qin Feng asked.

"It's in Zhongzhou..."

Xia Juechen immediately told Qin Feng the address of his old friend.

"It's quite close to the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Hall..." Qin Feng murmured.

According to his calculations, the place where Xia Juechen's friend is located is only half a day away from the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Temple.

He went for a walk, and did not delay returning to the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Hall to get Da Luo Jingjin.

"Now I can only count on Mr. Qin to take me to my old friend." Xia Juechen said bitterly.

"OK, no problem."

Because he still needs to use the gossip secret weapon to deduce the current location of the little white fox, Qin Feng decided to take Xia Juechen for a walk.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!" Xia Juechen immediately said gratefully when Qin Feng agreed.

Afterwards, after Xia Juechen explained some things to his disciples, he left the valley with Qin Feng.

The ancient warship Qin Feng was riding on had a strengthened God's Hidden Formation, so there was no need to worry that after leaving the valley, Xia Juechen would be locked in by Tianyuan's killer.

……

At the same time, in Shenxiu Valley, which is only half a day away from the Zhongzhou God of Wealth Temple.

The scenery here is beautiful, and the white cranes are flying, just like a paradise.

This is where Xia Juechen's old friend Wang Mo lived.

On weekdays, it is very lively here.

They are all powerful monks, or people from the Zongmen family, who came with materials, hoping that Wang Mo can help forge weapons.

But recently, Wang Mo thanked the guests behind closed doors without seeing anyone.

Although the people who came to ask him for help thought it was very strange, he kept closing the door to thank the guests, and no one came one after another, and it was very quiet here.

At this time, in Shenxiu Valley, there is a large hall in the center of a continuous building.

There are more than ten figures.

Several of them, Qin Feng met, must feel very familiar.

Because they were obviously the escaped companions of the demon monk.

"Hey...that bald donkey is really an idiot. He just refused to listen to dissuasion and insisted on provoking Qin Feng's friends, but now he even lost his life."

A one-eyed middle-aged man sighed after taking a sip of tea.

He was not indignant because of the death of the demon monk, but mainly because the demon monk was the most powerful among them.

Now that the demon monk is dead, it will not be so simple for them to complete the various tasks that Jun Changye ordered before retreating.

"Everyone, don't worry, this place is absolutely safe. It is absolutely impossible for Qin Feng to imagine that everyone has come here."

The person who spoke was Xiao Chu'e, Wang Mo's eldest disciple. He said confidently, "It's impossible to catch up."

"Are you sure your master, Wang Mo, has nothing to do with that Qin Feng?" One Eye asked with some lingering fear.

Because Tang Rui was Qin Feng's good friend, the demon monk died when he provoked Tang Rui.

If there is any special relationship between Wang Mo and Qin Feng, then he must be extremely cautious in his next actions.

"Absolutely not."

Xiao Chu'e, Wang Mo's eldest disciple, immediately confirmed: "His friends are not many, and I know them all, or have heard of them, and there is absolutely no Qin Feng among them.

And as far as I know, in these years, no one named Qin Feng has asked him to forge weapons. "

He followed Wang Mo a long time ago.

At least before Qin Feng became famous in the Eternal Ancient Continent, he was already Wang Mo's most proud disciple.

He knew very well who Wang Mo had come into contact with.

"That's good."

One-eyed breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed: "Then Qin Feng is simply a monster, he is obviously a person in the world, how could he be so strong!"

"If it weren't for Qin Feng's strength, the master wouldn't have failed again and again." One of the fellows said.

"Hehe... No matter how strong Qin Feng is, he is only in the Nirvana realm. There are Wang Mo's holy artifacts guarding here, and there are holy rank formations, which are safe enough."

Xiao Chu'e chuckled, he didn't have the slightest respect for his master, he already called him by his first name.