From the moment he put on the eyepatch, Zhao Feng's left eye ability was basically blocked.

But he still has a sense of confidence and more of a sense of peace of mind.

His body has been transformed by the mysterious left eye. Even under normal circumstances, Zhao Feng's reflexes are faster than those of the same level.

In previous sparring battles, he tried not to use his left eye. He would only use it with all his strength in dangerous or critical moments.

"If I shield my left eye, my real strength may be reduced by half."

Zhao Feng estimated in his mind.

Cutting his strength by half may sound exaggerated, but only Zhao Feng knew that his left eye after the mutation was no longer the same as before.

Whenever his consciousness touches the small abyss in the space of his left eye, he can feel the ancient and terrifying aura.

The left eye has become a power taboo on Zhao Feng.

To put it another way, if Zhao Feng used his left eye and light blue blood, his strength would at least double.

This will be a trump card, a trump card.

It cannot be used lightly until critical crisis moments.

Once the mutated left eye is activated, it will show "characteristics", which may attract the attention of powerful men in the sect, and Zhao Feng's secret may also be exposed.

After leaving the Zongwu Hall, Zhao Feng returned to the Outer Gate Hall and waited for news.

If nothing unexpected happens, Zhao Feng can report to the Central Hall today and officially enter the inner gate.

In the outer gate hall, many disciples know the news that Zhao Feng has broken through to the transcendent realm.

"Zhao Feng's qualifications are average, his strength is terrifying, and now he has broken through to the transcendent realm so quickly."

Everyone was very shocked.

Although Zhao Feng firmly ranks first in the outer sect and is invincible, he is not able to completely overwhelm everyone.

In the eyes of some disciples, Zhao Feng only has inferior spiritual qualifications, and is even ranked lower among the sect disciples.

Although Xiao Yun could not defeat Zhao Feng before, he entered the inner gate early, so he did not take Zhao Feng seriously.

"Hey, you don't know the inside story. I heard that Zhao Feng is taken care of by the two deputy hall masters, especially the elixir rewarded by Elder Guan of Caomu Hall..."

"That's it! With the protection of the sect's masters, if it were me, I would at least have broken through to the transcendent realm."

There was a lot of discussion about Zhao Feng in the outer gate.

Because Zhao Feng's qualifications are average, but he is young, powerful, and advanced very quickly.

Zhao Feng ignored all these discussions and turned a deaf ear.

All he has to do is wait.

Finally, that afternoon, Deacon Qiu conveyed the news to Zhao Feng.

"Zhao Feng! Congratulations on becoming an inner disciple. You can now report to the 'Central Hall' and wait for the final verification."

Deacon Qiu said with a smile.

From the beginning of the sect's assessment, Deacon Qiu noticed Zhao Feng because of the favor of the two deputy hall masters.

Later, Deacon Qiu also secretly noticed some of Zhao Feng's behavior in the outer gate hall, Caomu Hall, and Zongwu Hall.

With Zhao Feng's qualifications and age, it is truly incredible to achieve such an achievement.

"Thank you, butler!"

Zhao Feng looked happy and thanked him repeatedly.

Before leaving the outer gate hall, Zhao Feng said goodbye to his two senior brothers, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan.

There were also many outer disciples who sent Zhao Feng off respectfully.

"This evil star is finally leaving..."

Hou Yuan, Jiang Yuyan and other alternate disciples breathed a sigh of relief and were secretly happy in their hearts.

Only when Zhao Feng enters the inner gate will they have a chance to compete for first place.

To their surprise, Zhao Feng broke through the transcendent realm faster than they expected.

But their eyes were also a little dim. Zhao Feng was so young. He took first place only one month after entering the outer gate and successfully entered the inner gate.

Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan felt happy and proud, but also a little sour in their hearts.

I remember that when he was in Guangling Mansion, there was still a clear gap between Zhao Feng and them, but now he took the lead and entered the inner layers of the sect, leaving them far behind.

Of course, Yang Qingshan and Nangong Fan's progress is not bad, and they have both entered the ninth level.

With the help of the Marrow Cleansing Pill, the two of them were promoted to the ninth level peak, and it was only a matter of time before they could break through to the transcendent realm. Yang Qingshan, in particular, has medium spiritual body qualifications. If everything goes well, he will have the opportunity to enter the inner gate within a year.

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After leaving the outer door hall, Zhao Feng quickly headed to the central hall, his pace getting faster and faster.

The central hall is the core circle of the sect. The closer he gets, the richer the vitality of the world around him is and the greater the invisible oppression Zhao Feng feels.

Once you enter the central hall, most of the figures you can see here are strong men at the level of the transcendent realm.

at the same time.

A distant and ancient aura was getting closer and closer to Zhao Feng, making his left eye twitch slightly.

Looking up, I saw a dark blue palace floating in the clouds and mist, surrounded by a layer of green light as thick as my thumb. It was mysterious and majestic, exuding an aura of eternal desolation.

The mysterious palace, suspended high in the sky on the top of the mountain, dancing with clouds, mist and lightning, is like being in the atmosphere of a mythical era.

While in the sect, Zhao Feng's soul was shocked every time he touched the "Fuluan Palace".

this moment.

As Zhao Feng went deeper, Fuluan Palace was getting closer and closer to him.

Because Fuluan Hall is directly above the central hall.

Withdrawing his gaze, Zhao Feng quickly came to the central hall to report.

"You come with me. Every inner disciple needs to be personally confirmed by the deputy hall master."

An archdeacon had been prepared and was leading the way.

In Xiaoyue Sect, every time a new inner disciple is born, it will be reported to the top management.

The establishment of an inner disciple requires at least the approval of someone at the deputy hall master level.

Not long after, Zhao Feng entered a stern hall.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Zhao Feng felt a pressure on his face, an invisible spiritual coercion that condensed and enveloped a hundred feet in radius.

"This is Hall Master Li."

The subdeacon reminded him in a low voice.

"I've met Hall Master Li."

Zhao Feng looked respectful and saluted the middle-aged man with a mustache at the head of the hall.

This Hall Master Li is actually the deputy hall master in the sect. The real main hall masters are all elders and all of them are masters of the True Spirit Realm. How can they have the leisure to inspect the disciples.

Hall Master Li's face was as cold as iron, his eyes were sharp and cold, and he glanced up and down at Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng felt as if there were seven mountains weighing on his body, condensed with huge power. If anything went wrong, he might be shattered to pieces.

This seven-level mountain seems to indicate Hall Master Li's terrifying cultivation level of transcending the seventh level of the mortal world and even taking half a step to the true spiritual realm.

"Zhao Feng, fourteen years old, a low-level spirit body. After one month of entry, he advanced from the eighth level of martial arts to the transcendent realm. He is also the number one outer disciple..."

Hall Master Li looked at the pamphlet in his hand.

Hall Master Li was a little surprised when he learned about Zhao Feng's age, qualifications, and achievements in cultivation.

Breaking through the realm of transcendence at the age of fourteen is not unusual in the sect world.

But if the object is just a low-level spirit body with no special background, then it is really unusual.

"Take off your blindfold."

Hall Master Li said indifferently.

Zhao Feng secretly mobilized the light green blood in his body through his left eye, seeping into the space of the left eye and blocking off the cyan abyss.

Immediately, he slowly took off his blindfold.

Under the eye patch, it was a completely dull eye.

Hall Master Li was stunned for a moment, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes.

As a fourteen-year-old boy who is blind in one eye while practicing martial arts, it is indeed a pity.

Hall Master Li sighed, waved his hand, and asked Zhao Feng to put on the blindfold.

After that, Hall Master Li asked Zhao Feng a few questions at will, without being particularly difficult.

These questions focus on Zhao Feng’s origins, training, and ideological aspirations.
To be continued...