Baichugou is a terrifying formation, terrifying down to the surface and up to the sky. As long as it covers an area, there is an invisible pressure enveloping it, oppressing humans.
This terrifying pressure even Chu Feng couldn't withstand. But still, there were people staying here, and right now they were right in front of him.
"Hey! Is anyone there? Can you help me?"
At this moment, Chu Feng was on the verge of danger. But he knew that the owner of that temple must have a way to break through this formation. After all, it was likely a blue-robed spirit master, and the sealing techniques were definitely far beyond Chu Feng's ability.
Moreover, from the smoke, it could be seen that there were indeed people here, and he was indeed not affected by that strange pressure. Otherwise, how could he have the leisure to cook here?
So, Chu Feng exerted all his strength and rushed towards the temple. At this moment, he didn't care about the owner of the temple. Was it dangerous or not? Because if the owner of this place was willing to help him, he still had a chance, but if not, he would surely die.
"Whir" Just as Chu Feng was about to approach, someone flew out of the temple and landed on the top of the mountain.
This was an old man, with white hair and wrinkles all over his face, but his eyes were bright. Most importantly, this old man was wearing a golden robe, and there was a dragon on the chest of the robe. He was actually from the Dragon Palace.
Seeing that Chu Feng could stand in mid-air, the old man frowned and a look of surprise appeared on his face. After a moment, he calmed down and asked in a gentle tone, "Who are you?"
"This senior, I am a disciple of the Blue Dragon Sect, coming to participate in the Hero Hunt."
"Because I failed to leave Baichugou on time, I was bound by a strange pressure and now I can't breathe. Please, senior, save my life."
Chu Feng got straight to the point because he really had no time to waste.
"Sorry, I'm not the owner of this place. I can't make the decision. Well, you wait for a moment. I'll go and inquire. As for whether he is willing to help you, it's up to your fate." The old man left this sentence and looked at Chu Feng with surprise. Then, he leaped into the temple with a jump.
Right now, in this temple, an old man with white hair and a round face, wearing coarse clothing, was sitting in front of the stove, crossing his legs, humming a tune, and happily cooking soup. Seeing the white-haired old man return, the cloth-wearing old man casually asked, "Feng Yang, who has intruded into my territory?"
"This is a freshman of the Black Turtle level." The white-haired old man said.
"A freshman of the Black Turtle level? Feng Yang, you're kidding. That person clearly came from the air, how could it be of the Black Turtle level? It should be a Heavenly Warrior level." The cloth-wearing old man raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"You just know to use me, but when I say it, you don't believe me. You are a blue-robed spirit master. Then who is this person? You should investigate for yourself and find out." The white-haired old man glared at the cloth-wearing old man helplessly.
And at this moment, the cloth-wearing old man had closed his eyes. When his eyes opened again, a look of surprise appeared in them. "Impressive. The Black Turtle level can master the means of flying. It seems that he has mastered a special martial art and is not old. I say Feng Yang, it seems that you in Qingzhou have some promising talents." "But it's a pity. He can't withstand the pressure of this formation. His life might be in danger." The cloth-wearing old man shook his head and continued humming the tune, cooking the meat soup on the stove.
"Brother Hengyuan, in my Qingzhou, this kind of flying martial art is rare. This boy must have received the inheritance of the flying master from the flying old man. The flying master's flying art is lost for a hundred years, and now it has reappeared, which is truly rare." "I wonder, Brother Hengyuan, could you give me a favor and save his life?" The white-haired old man requested. "Wind Yanxi, the aerial martial arts skills are rare treasures throughout the entire Jiuzhou region. But what does that have to do with me?"
"I have chosen to live in seclusion here and don't want anyone to disturb me. If he has discovered this place, there's no guarantee that he won't leak the information in the future. Not to mention that he might be crushed to death by the magic array here, even if he survives the disaster, I won't allow him to leave alive." The old man in the simple clothes smiled calmly.
"Constanten, did you really refuse to help?" The white-haired old man's eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"It seems that you still don't understand me well enough." The old man in the simple clothes smiled and remained unmoved.
"Whisper" At this moment, the white-haired old man didn't waste any words. Instead, he leaped out of the building and returned to the top of the mountain.
He looked at Chu Feng, who was standing on the air and pale-faced, about to fall off at any moment. His brows tightened, as if making a difficult decision.
However, in the end, he gritted his teeth and took out a crystal-like token from his pocket, throwing it towards Chu Feng and saying, "Continue."
"Crack" Seeing this, Chu Feng hurriedly reached out his hand to catch it. As soon as the token was in his hand, the invisible pressure surrounding Chu Feng instantly dissipated. The vanished air and spiritual energy reappeared around Chu Feng.
At this moment, Chu Feng was overjoyed. Because he was finally saved. First, he closed his eyes and took several deep breaths. For the first time, he felt that breathing was such a comfortable thing.
"Younger brother, thank you... Senior, what's wrong?"
Chu Feng wanted to say thanks, but was astonished to find that the white-haired old man's face was somewhat pale and ugly. That appearance was very similar to him just now.
"Only one token I have, I gave it to you. I also have to be oppressed by the magic array here." The white-haired old man smiled calmly.
"What? This..." When he heard this, Chu Feng was immediately shocked. He couldn't imagine that this old man, who had met him for the first time and had no previous connection with him, would sacrifice himself to save him.
This made Chu Feng feel awkward. He could see that the owner of this place didn't want to save him. It was this old man who made a rash decision and gave Chu Feng his protective item, but this put himself in a crisis.
Although Chu Feng really wanted to live, he didn't want this old man, who had met him for the first time, to lose his life because of saving him.
"Chu Feng, quickly remember the magic array in that token. As long as you remember it, I can help you make such a protective token. Then naturally, you can resist the magic array here." Just then, Egg's melodious voice rang in Chu Feng's mind.
At this moment, Chu Feng suddenly understood and couldn't wait any longer. He hurriedly infused his spiritual energy into the crystal-like token and began to study the magic patterns within it.
After a moment, he suddenly looked up and noticed that the white-haired elder's face had become even more distorted. Then he said, "Younger brother Chu Feng, I don't know your surname and family name. But I will surely repay your kindness that saved my life in the future."
"Haha, it turns out that you are called Chu Feng? That's a nice name." Qi Fengyang forced a smile, but he couldn't hide the unbearable pain in his chest.
"Great kindness should not be repaid with words. Chu Feng will repay you with actions in the future. Elder, we will meet again later." After saying this, Chu Feng threw the token he was holding towards Qi Fengyang.
"Chu Feng young master, you..." As Qi Fengyang took the token, he noticed that Chu Feng had already turned and left. At this moment, he wanted to chase after him, but he couldn't fly and was thus powerless.
"This kid actually has some backbone. But that's good. If he doesn't return this protective token to you, I will personally take it back. His willingness to hand it over is better than me killing him and eating him alive."
And just then, a faint laughter rang out. The old man with white hair and a childlike face had silently appeared beside Qi Fengyang. However, he was not standing on the mountain peak but standing suspended in the air.