The smoke of the three-legged incense tripod outside Jingyue Hall rose, and the tribute of tribute to the sect is particularly solemn.

Chen Feng, who was sitting on the chair of the Grand Master, saw that his sister-in-law who had just entered the sect was standing in a large area, and he couldn't help but frown.

Although there are many younger children in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, they are mostly younger generations of large families. It is really rare for children like the new disciples of Jingyuefeng to be ignorant.

"The place of the Qing Cultivation is different from other sects, especially in troubled times, children who cannot survive are more common. Mysterious Taoism is secondary to them. It is good to have a place to accommodate food and clothing." As if feeling Chen Feng's thoughts, Qiao Xueqing, who dressed as a man, explained softly.

When talking about nunnery, Chen Feng first thought was to see through the worldly women who had escaped into the monk, but the current situation was a little strange.

"Maybe these girls don't know what kind of days they will face in the future. Are there really a chance to choose when they join such a place?" Chen Feng sighed slightly at a group of cautious sisters-in-law.

"The most important thing to live. Even if Jingyue Peak is desolate, it is still a branch of Qianji Sect. Some people have no way to come in. Just these little guys may be chosen one in a thousand to have the chance to be selected." Qiao Xueqing took a deep breath and said lightly.

"Sister Sister, you can almost start..."

The old lady in a gray robe looked at the people sitting on the two rows of Grand Master chairs outside Jingyue Hall, and was much more cautious.

"Wait a little longer, I'm afraid the people who came to watch the ceremony are far from here." Ci Yanqiang said calmly to the scarf girl.

Seeing the arrival of valuable people in the sect, Jingyuefeng's new disciple ceremony was not only beyond Ci Yan's expectations, but also a little out of her control.

"The first seat of the Sutra of the Sutra of the Peak has arrived. The gifts brought by him include four Qingming Sutra, two Shutian Sutra, all-image hand, the golden body of the Pluto, and the unmoved Holy Brahma Seal..." Amid the announcement from a sister-in-law, Li Lin, the first seat of the Sutra of the Sutra of the Peak, in gorgeous clothes, appeared on the Jingyue Pavilion Square with a smile on his face.

The bells in the hall echo melodiously, giving people a feeling of washing away all the dew. As the auspicious time has come, more and more people come to Jingyue Peak to watch the ceremony.

"The first seat of Cuizhu Peak has arrived, and I have sent a pair of Fenglei Zhu Ruyi, a mandala screen, and a pair of Wutanbalu bracelets..." In the announcement, Liu Yayuan, with her disciples of the sect, had already handed the gifts that she had raised up to the disciples of the Jingyue Peak lineage.

Chen Feng curled his lips at Liu Yayuan's arrival, and even his eyelids drooped. He seemed to be unfavorable to him.

"Haonianfeng disciple Huang Wenji is here..."

"The first seat of Tianjun Peak came to watch the ceremony..."

The continuous sound of notifications made the disciples of Jingyuefeng even more surprised.

Although the seats outside the hall continued to increase, Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing, who were sitting on the Grand Master's chair, did not move as the arrival of people with identities came one after another.

"Chen Feng, if you don't go back to the Sutra Peak, I'll tell you where I went. Unexpectedly, I got to the Jingyue Peak lineage, where the sect veins are all female disciples. You can't be so shameless..." Huang Wenji came to Chen Feng, laughing quietly, and put on a disdainful face.

"I see, your fat pig, tastes delicious, and you have no future when you eat the bastards pulled by others. Instead of being here to embarrass you, it's better to squint at the Sutra of the Clan Peak as soon as possible." Chen Feng lit a cigarette roll with an unscrupulous look on his face, without giving Huang Wenji any face.

Just as Huang Wenji's face was ferocious and wanted to turn against each other, Chen Feng smiled and glanced at the young monk with the same gloomy face: "Did you see it? That stinky monk looked down on you. He had been making a fuss before and wanted to prove the magical powers of the younger generation of the sect."

"Chen Feng, do you want to provoke trouble or save money? Why, I feel that I can't deal with it, so I want to let me stand up?" Huang Wenji glanced at the young monk with the magic name Shenxiu, and said with a sneer.

"If you are afraid, just say a word. Anyway, you are embarrassed once or twice. I guess even if you are allowed to stay in the Sutra Peak for a few years, you will still be indifferent to Buddhist supernatural powers, and don't confirm each other. Let's see me show my power later. Such a thing that is so popular is not suitable for you at all." Chen Feng grinned with a big mouth and looked completely despised Huang Wenji.

"I don't know how to write the word "death", I'll just watch you beat you up by someone." Huang Wenji's fat face turned red, and he hummed in a humming voice and returned to the seat closer to Chen Feng.

Although everyone who came to watch the ceremony smiled and greeted, it gave people the feeling that the drunkard was not drinking. Since Tian Zhenxiong sat down, his eyes were even more sarcastic, and he smiled intentionally or unintentionally and glanced at Chen Feng several times.

In contrast, Tian Lingshan, who stood behind Tian Zhenxiong, did not hide her hostility towards Chen Feng.

When Tian Lingshan saw Chen Feng sitting on the chair, crossing his legs with his legs crossed, he was so angry that he was furious.

In the eyes of some disciples of the Tianjunfeng lineage, Chen Feng was so arrogant outside, and even on par with Tian Zhenxiong, which was a naked insult.

Until Ruan Yun, the first director of the Ernan Peak, arrived, and saw that the sect leader Su Jinzhen still did not appear, the scarf girl Ciyan was a little confused.

This time, the Jingyue Peak lineage held a ceremony for new disciples. Many of the first and powerful disciples of each sect lineage came. Looking around, the two rows of Taishi chairs in the square in front of the hall were almost all placed at the entrance of the mountain road.

The people who enter the square of Jingyue Palace will be subject to repeated scrutiny by many powerful figures in the sect. This situation undoubtedly brought great pressure to the disciples of Jingyue Peak.

By this time, Ciyan had also realized that so many people had come to the sect's new disciple ceremony. It was not that everyone attached much importance to Jingyue Peak, but that they were all watching the show and wanted to watch the help invited by Jingyue Peak to confirm the great power of Buddhism with the people of Tianhai Temple.

"It's amazing. Jingyue Peak hasn't been so lively for a long time, but what should I do after the Burning Hall is over?" The old lady in the gray robe even secretly anxious in her heart.

Just by looking at the situation, my sister-in-law also knows that these powerful figures from the sect come to Jingyue Peak to see who they are.

"Elder of Motuo Sect~~~Nangong Yan is here..."

The voice of the female disciple of Jingyue Peak seemed a little nervous.

A girl wearing a bright red cloud gauze dress appeared from the mountain road with naked feet, causing many powerful figures of Qianji Sect to change their faces in surprise.

Looking at the woman's face as beautiful as the moon, her fair and plump legs showed off her short gauze skirt while walking, and her breasts were even more plump and grand. Chen Feng even wanted to whistle: "She is so cool..."

It seemed that I heard Chen Feng's words, but the girl in the red gauze dress did not move. The entire Jingyue Peak had already melted in a faint thought, and the ice and snow melted, like spring flowers blooming into a colorful scene.

"Nangong Yan. I haven't seen you walk out of the ancient fishing platform of Motuo Sect for many years. Why do you think of Qianji Sect this time?" Ruan Yun smiled and looked at the woman in the red gauze dress, as if she had had an intersection before.

"The Demon Cultivation Sect is so chaotic that it is as pleasant as your Qianji Mountain Range. Now that there are so many interesting people coming to Qianji Sect, I guess there are not many more people. If no one minds, would I join the Jingyue Peak lineage of Qianji Sect?" The beautiful smile of a woman in the red gauze dress who revealed a faint smell of a golden elixir monk even covered up the scenery of the blooming flowers.

Facing Nangong Yan's beautiful eyes, she looked at her heart and felt her heart. Some male cultivators with poor strength in the square were even drowsy and breathing slightly rapidly. Their bodies were trembling and they couldn't hide their composure.

"I didn't expect that Xuanyin bald donkey has come too. You are a slutty guy in Tianhai Temple. Do you want to lead your disciples to Qianji Sect to develop?" Looking at the old monk with a kind face, Nangong Yan smiled and said to him.

The old monk was not angry at all, but just smiled and shook his head without saying anything.

"Nangong Yan. If you don't put away your fancy attitude, you're afraid that the male disciples present will have to leak their essence..." Ruan Yun's cough made some low-level male cultivators get rid of the dangerous situation of blood swelling.

"Who doesn't know that you are full of talents in Qianji Sect now. Look at this guy, he is very comfortable." The girl in a red tulle skirt approached Chen Feng charmingly, put a handsome hand on his shoulder and leaned over and smiled.

"The nutrition is really good. It's a pity to be a nun in this state..." Chen Feng looked like a pig brother, and his eyes suddenly looked up at the girl's chest with white tender plump, unable to help but speak while swallowing his saliva.

When many people were surprised and stunned, the tender horns of the girl in the red gauze dress on his shoulder suddenly increased, and her charming pretty face changed as soon as she said that.

"Bang~~~"

The chair of the Grand Master sitting under Chen Feng was shattered, but his figure remained motionless in his sitting position.

"Beauty, I'm not impatient. I finally got a seat and give me some face..." Chen Feng begged to give in with a look of embarrassment.

The girl in red strengthened her hands and pinched Chen Feng's shoulders and clattered, but she did not force him to sit on the ground. Instead, she smiled with beautiful eyes and looked at him deeply.

"You are quite brave, I remember you." Just as everyone was watching, Nangong Yan's pretty sneer suddenly became beautiful and warm.

Seeing Nangong Yan's expression gloomy and sunny, many people couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

It was not until the woman in red gauze left with a smile that Chen Feng bowed to everyone, looking like she was self-supporting.

When Chen Feng was arranged to change into a seated chair again, Ci Yan couldn't help but hesitate.

As for Nangong Yan in red gauze dress, standing among the new disciples of Jingyue Peak, many people don’t know how to deal with it.

"The time is almost over, and the ceremony for new disciples can begin." Ruan Yun didn't know whether she saw Ciyan's embarrassment or was deliberately pushing Nangong Yan to join the Jingyue Peak lineage, but she actually urged with a smile.

Just before Ciyan walked up to the desk and wanted to speak, the young monk sitting on the chair next to him smiled faintly and spoke first: "Wait..."

"The ceremony for new disciples is not a trivial matter. Not to mention that Nangong Yan will join the Jingyue Peak lineage casually, and even show the magical powers and treasures of Buddhism, we should not be underestimated at all. I wonder how the Jingyue Peak lineage is arranged? Compared to Nangong Yan, a person from the Demon Sect like Nangong Yan, the little disciple Shenxiu is more qualified to join the Jingyue Peak as a communication disciple between Qianji Sect and Tianhai Temple." The old monk with the magic name Xuanyin chuckled at Ci Yan.

"Buddhist sects all living beings. As the saying goes, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, why should Master Xuanyin care too much about Nangong Yan's identity? Since Master Shenxiu has exchanged his identity as a disciple, no one will object to join Jingyue Peak. You can let him stand among the new disciples and take the precepts together." Ruan Yun had an indifferent attitude.

"Dad, can this Jingyue Peak accommodate monks?"

Tian Lingshan, standing behind Tian Zhenxiong, looked faintly puzzled.

Tian Zhenxiong just smiled and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard his daughter's doubts.

"Sect Master Jin Zhen is here..."

When the people who came to watch the ceremony had their own thoughts, the announcement from the disciples of Jingyue Peak made many people stand up for it.

"Meet the Master Jinzhen..."

Seeing Su Jinzhen walking up the mountain road with the help of her maid, she appeared in the square in front of Jingyue Palace, and everyone who stood up bowed to see her.

"Everyone is free. Jingyue Peak is really lively today. I am here to come and have nothing to do. I didn't expect Nangong Yan to come too." As everyone was gaze, Su Jinzhen smiled and walked forward gracefully, and her eyes didn't even stop looking at anyone.

Nangong Yan, who was wearing a red gauze dress, just smiled charmingly, which was a response to her.

It was not until Su Jinzhen sat on the first Grand Master chair on his right hand that everyone took their seats one after another.

Feeling Ciyan's embarrassing gaze, Su Jinzhen smiled and looked at the sky, as if she had hidden a lot of thoughts: "The ceremony of the new disciples in the sect's sect's ritual cannot be hasty. Do you have any arrangements before this?"

Somehow unable to guess Su Jinzhen's thoughts, Ciyan couldn't help but look at Chen Feng and said cautiously: "Report to the sect leader, Jingyue Peak's lineage has withered talents, and there is really no one who can prove the magical powers of Buddhism with Tianhai Temple. Therefore, Ciyan invited Junior Brother Chen Feng who was practicing at the Sutra Peak, hoping that he could show the remaining Buddhist techniques for new disciples to practice and comprehend."

"After fighting with the six major sects, the Qianji Sect was indeed seriously damaged. The inheritance of each sect is no longer as good as before. It is difficult for you to think about it. Chen Feng, you have been practicing in the Sutra Peak for a while, and you can be considered an old disciple of the sect, and you are qualified to take on this great task." Su Jinzhen said later, and looked at Chen Feng with a playful look.

"Hehe~~~ Since the sect leader values ​​boys so much, it's okay for me to show you ugly." Feeling everyone's eyes, Chen Feng stood up and said with a smile.

"I'm really curious about what kind of Buddhist powers will be displayed by my nephew Chen Feng!" Li Lin, the head of the Sutra Peak, looked at Chen Feng walking into the venue, and said with a smile on his face.

"You'd better not to create the false path of the Ten Thousand Buddhas in the sect. If you have the ability, use your own strength to open our eyes." Huang Wenji curled his lips with disdain.

When many people heard Huang Wenji's statement, they couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

"What should you do if you don't open up the hidden power and Taoist rhyme?" Zi Hanying stared at Chen Feng and thought secretly.

In the eyes of many people, it is almost impossible for Chen Feng to demonstrate the great powers of Buddhism based on his cultivation level of the ninth level of Qi Refining.

"The junior sisters are all optimistic. What I want to demonstrate now is Ruyi Zen, so I will treat it as a gift to join Jingyuefeng for you." Chen Feng's expression gradually calmed down and he walked to the center of the square to sit down.

Seeing Chen Feng sitting quietly on the ground, his whole body revealed the light and shadow of the martial arts, Tian Zhenxiong's eyes couldn't help but squint, hiding his gloomy gaze.

"Buzz~~~"

The martial arts light and shadow that flowed on Chen Feng's skin surging and surging, and the light and shadow actually emerged from his body and gradually occupied an extremely mysterious position around his cross-sitting body.

Although Qiu Hong performed a mad fight in public during the life-and-death battle between Chen Feng and his disciples of the six major sects, many people from Qianji Sect were very unfamiliar with this mysterious martial art.

Even some of the heads of Qianji Sect, when they saw the different postures of martial arts light and shadows that broke out from Chen Feng's body, could not help but carefully understand the mystery contained in it.

"Boom~~~"
To be continued...