The broken mountains and forests with a messy and flowing atmosphere, huge gravel pits can be seen everywhere. Two figures wandered in the broken place, searching for and picking up the remaining things left by a hundred monks after a battle.

"It's really embarrassing that you haven't messed with that woman with such despicable means!" The big-faced girl who held Chen Feng to seize the opportunity teased him.

"If I hadn't been sealed with my spiritual foundation, I would have lost to her?" Chen Feng shouted with a fierce look on his face and said stubbornly.

"I guess there is nothing left. Those eight people have already gone up, so we have to hurry up." The big-faced girl put away the orc's huge broken corpse, and her small eyes revealed a sense of worry.

Chen Feng rarely put away his inappropriate face, nodded to the big-faced girl, and was supported by her to walk up the mountain road.

Although I don’t know what changes have occurred in the tomb of the Living Dead, the tomb of the Canling Sect, after the ancestral catastrophe, the conditions raised by opening the sect this time are enough to make Chen Feng and Big Face Girl feel unusual.

In addition, the other eight powerful monks who survived in the battles and battles in Shudong Mountains and Forests also embarked on the mountain road of Shudong Peak. This situation was really not optimistic for Chen Feng and the others.

"My current condition is OK. Do you still have the ability to protect yourself?" The big-faced girl asked Chen Feng in a low voice while helping him walk.

"Don't worry, if the situation worsens again, I will fight this life and take you out of the Remnant Spirit Mountains." Chen Feng comforted the big-faced girl with a blank expression.

Although the big-faced girl rolled her eyes and didn't trust Chen Feng very much, she still felt very helpful when she could hear what he said.

Walking on the quiet mountain road, you can clearly see cracks on the stone steps of the mountain road.

An extremely thick ancient tree that even ten people couldn't embrace each other, was scattered in the huge peaks, and the tree holes on it were like a column tree house.

At this time, Chen Feng already understood why this huge peak was called Shudong Mountain.

However, I had seen two conjoined ancient trees at the foot of the mountain before, and Chen Feng was not too surprised by the strangeness of the few thick ancient trees on the mountain.

"I guess the disciples on the tree cave peak of the Canling Sect are hidden in the ancient trees in order to avoid the influence of the ancient meaning of the old and old mind as much as possible." The big-faced girl observed the situation in the mountain and reminded Chen Feng.

Chen Feng expressed his agreement without any notice: "Although the ancient meaning of the old is of great benefit to tempering the state of mind and will, if he is plagued by the ancient meaning of the old is of the same age for a long time, it may not be a good thing for the practitioner."

"This tree cave peak is so quiet. I don't know if there are any disciples from the Canling Peak in the ancient tree cave. Those ancient trees seem to have the magical use of isolating the artistic conception and breath." The big-faced girl helped Chen Feng up the mountain without fast speed, and seemed to want to take this opportunity to let him regulate his breath.

The sometimes low and sometimes melodious Erhu sound continues to pass down from the top of the mountain, turning into wisps of sound, flowing softly among the mountains.

"It doesn't matter how many disciples there are in the sect. The key is to look at the level of the strong. It seems that this Shudong Peak is just an outer area of ​​the Canling Sect. What does Canling Sect mean? I guess you will know when you go up to the top of the peak." Chen Feng secretly suppressed the restless essence in his body.

"Although there is no ban on this tree cave peak, you should be careful and don't forget the vines growing and rising outside the forest before." The big-faced girl showed grudges in her small eyes.

After walking for half an hour, Chen Feng and the big-faced girl stepped onto the top of the tree cave.

Seeing the hardened ancient tree roots covering the entire peak, Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly shocked the scene in front of him.

The top of the tree cave peak is full of temples, but all the temples are located in the center of the peak, above the extremely thick and vast tree stumps. It can be said that the planing surface of the thick tree stump forms a vast square in front of the hall.

"Those temples were carved directly from huge stumps..." The big-faced girl walked along a hardened ancient tree root. When she arrived at the stump square, she roughly saw the scene of the continuous palaces.

Unlike the big-faced girl who was curious about the square and the palace, Chen Feng was secretly surprised that the roots of this tree with broken roots could completely grasp the top of the majestic peak.

The stump alone is so terrifying that Chen Feng could not even imagine what the situation would be like before this huge ancient tree was cut off.

A young old man with a bun with long beards was almost one-legged and crossed over the square, pulling the erhu, as if he had not seen eight monks who had arrived in front of him.

Although he secretly complained about the old man's mysterious behavior, Chen Feng still approached the old man who was playing the erhu.

"I didn't expect that after the catastrophe of Lingxu Realm, there were so many cultivators with extraordinary foundations. Tell me about your purpose in coming to the Canling Sect." When Chen Feng and the big-faced girl stepped forward, the little old man who was quite devoted to Erhu finally slowly opened his eyes.

It’s okay if the old man doesn’t speak, but his voice seems full of energy, like a strong man, which is extremely inconsistent with his appearance and gives people a feeling of being uncomfortable.

"The old man was the one who had the limit of ten people entering and leaving the mountain before." The big-faced girl said cautiously in her heart.

"Guanhui Protector, I want to see how my nephew Chen Yingping is doing now. Every time the Canling Sect opens its sect, I will come to meet my nephew. He is a disciple on the Euphoric Peak." The old man with a broken head on half of the head asked the old man anxiously.

When Chen Feng heard the old man with a broken head, he couldn't help but maliciously think that the 100 cultivators in the mountains and forests were people who had a relationship with the disciples of the Canling Sect, but at this time, most of them were killed.

"Your nephew has fallen into the Lingxu Catastrophe. If you don't want to enter the Canling Sect, just take Shuhen Lingjiu down the mountain." The old man with long beard threw out a storage bag to the old man with his broken head and sighed.

"Impossible. My nephew's spiritual foundation is extremely solid. He has never been greedy for merit and has made great progress in his cultivation. He will never lose his life in the Lingxu catastrophe..." Hearing the words of the Canhui Protector, the old man with a broken head almost hissed.

"Since you know me, you should know that I don't need to lie to you." The little old man, known as the Protector of Canhui, did not blame the old man with a broken head for his rudeness.

"I will believe it only when I see the head of the Kongling Peak. I dare to ask the Protector Canhui, if I join the Canling Sect, will I stay in the sect forever?" The old man with a broken head stabilized his emotions and said a little.

"The first base of the Euphorbing Peak in the past is no longer there. If you can enter the Canling Sect for the rest of your life, this is the rule of Canling Sect and will not change in the future." Canhui's Protector said very affirmatively.

I don’t know if it was because of Chen Feng and others. Although the old man with a broken head was difficult to accept the news of his nephew’s death, he didn’t say anything. He took the storage bag and retreated to the edge of the square, and had no intention of leaving.

"Hiss~~~"

A small tearing sound came out, and a young woman wearing a red gauze dress and plump breasts had a dense crack in her body, as if she was about to show it to the old man.

"I want to ask for the innate Shuhen Lingji. If the Cannon Spirit Sect does not have any tests like the Singing Cave, Spirit Base Platform, and Zhenyao Stone Monument. I will join the sect, even if I don't take a step forward in my life." The woman who showed her terrifying injuries spoke extremely straightforwardly.

"Enter the Cave Temple."

The old man with a long beard smiled and nodded to the woman, as if he was to relieve her.

"I have nine bottles of Shushi Lingyu here. If you don't want to join the Canling Sect, you can take a storage bag and go down the mountain. Canling Sect will never stop it." I found that the young woman in red gauze was not moving, and the old man with long beard reached out and brushed it. Nine small black storage bags were added on the ground.

Seeing the young woman in red gauze, she took the storage bag and walked towards the continuous wooden palace on the top of the peak. The big-faced girl couldn't help but look at Chen Feng.

"Hold the storage bag and leave quickly. I always feel that the Cannon Spirit Sect is a bit strange. Although I didn't see other people in the sect, this little old man is very strong. If you have any other intentions, I'm afraid it won't be better in his hands." The big-faced girl was restless and signaled to Chen Feng with her eyes.

Chen Feng pulled the big-faced girl's little hand, which made her want to not let her make a choice immediately, and wait and see.

"Guanhui Protector, I want to ask Shuhen Spirit Fruit."

The man in black robe holding the cross sword first picked up a storage bag and then made a request.

"Since you want to ask for Shuhen Spirit Fruit, you should know that the Shuhen Fruit Tree can produce twenty-nine spiritual fruits every 2,900 years. Even in the Cannon Spirit Sect, Shuhen Spirit Fruit is a very precious thing." The old man with long beards said, wiping his eyelids.

"I am willing to pay any price, and I am mentally prepared before coming." The man in black robe had a little deep meaning and his tone seemed extremely firm.

"If you can't get it, do you have to be hard? Come on..."

Looking at the firmness contained in the eyes of the man in black robe, Chen Feng couldn't help but secretly expecting.

"If you can stay in the mountain in the Canling Sect for the rest of your life, I can consider giving a shredded spirit fruit." The old man with a long beard smiled and said to the man in black robe.

"I must take Shuhenling Spirit Fruit away."

The man in black robe seemed to have no choice but to be unable to agree to the old man's request.

"You retreat to the side first."

The old man did not immediately give the man in black robe reply, but looked at Chen Feng and others.

A strong and tough girl like a man, a very bachelor came forward and took a storage bag. After the young woman in red gauze dress, she walked towards the Lianmian Palace.

Among the other eight people except Chen Feng and the big-faced girl, there was only a middle-aged man with one-eyed eyes and a little old woman with orange skin, who picked up a black storage bag and left the top of the tree hole.

Along with the girl with a slightly curved and slender bamboo tube around her waist, she also joined the Canling Sect. Only Ji Zhaoxi, Chen Feng and He Nianshi were left standing in front of the old man.

When the girl with a hole in her face was noticed by Chen Feng's vicious look, she hesitated for a while, picked up the storage bag and walked towards Lianmian Palace, as if she was afraid that if she did not join the Canling Sect, she would be targeted by Chen Feng and the others and killed her.

"We also join the Canling Sect."

Chen Feng almost dragged the big-faced girl forward and picked up the storage bag, regardless of her struggle.

"Damn it, if you want to join yourself, I still have something I have to do. I won't bet with you for the rest of my life." The big-faced girl shook off Chen Feng's arm and finally couldn't help but speak.

For the big-faced girl, the Canling Sect is mysterious and strange, especially the name of the tomb of the Living Dead and the regulations that the sect will not be issued for the lifetime of her life are even more difficult for her to accept.

"If you spend your whole life betting, how can I bear to let you lose? Forget it, since you are so timid and don't believe me, just love wherever you want, don't say I won't repay you in the future." Chen Feng grinned, and sighed and threw a black storage bag to the big-faced girl.

Feeling Chen Feng's gaze, the big-faced girl felt a little uncomfortable, but she still glared at him fiercely.

In He Nianshi's view, Chen Feng, who chose to join the unknown Canling Sect, was simply gambling about his life. Maybe after this separation, it would be difficult to have a chance to meet again.

"Silly woman. Why don't you come here quickly? Do you want to die?" Just as the old man with long beards wanted to speak, Chen Feng suddenly changed his face and shouted in a low voice to He Nianshi.

"I have to go to the Mist Immortal Palace, so I'd better take care of yourself. Now I'm much better than you. There's no need for you to worry." The big-faced girl saw that Chen Feng was worried about her, and hesitated but turned her head again.

When Chen Feng heard the big-faced girl lifting the Twister Immortal Palace again, he took a deep breath of anger, and then took out Shao Xiuwei's sealed body from the storage bag and threw it to the big-faced girl.

Although Shao Xiuwei was killed by the big-faced girl, her body with the blood of the demon is of great value to Chen Feng and has been kept by him properly.

This time, when I saw the big-faced girl, I had no intention of joining the Canling Sect. Chen Feng then gave her the body of the white-haired girl.

"Damn, you have to go all the benefits of the tree caves and forests. Don't you plan to return them to me?" After a fierce battle, Chen Feng only got the meteor hammer of the glass-eyed young man and the storage bag of the girl with a numb face.

Even the two eyeballs that were pulled from the glass-eyed young man were in the big-faced girl's waist bag. Seeing that she did not join the Canling Sect and had no intention of returning the things, Chen Feng couldn't help but get angry.

"I saved your life, and that little thing is your reward." The big-faced girl glanced at Chen Feng with a smile, and after communicating with him silently, she walked towards the stairs of the Genxushan Road without looking back.

"She has put away the corpses of the stone beads and orcs. This ugly monster is not visible but can still make things to his waist bag, robbing a lot of the benefits I get from exhaustion." Chen Feng secretly hurt for a while. When the big-faced girl disappeared in the giant tree stump square, he then went to the cave hall that the old man with long beard said.

As for the old man with a broken head and the man in black robe who will achieve his goal in the end, Chen Feng didn't care much.

"Today you have experienced the battle between the trees and caves and forests, and you have arrived here. I can make an exception and ask you to take your nephew's body away. Go..." The old man with long beard sighed slightly and looked at a thick ancient tree in the square.

Seeing a corpse wrapped in a corpse slowly floating out of the ancient tree hole under the gaze of the old man with a broken head, the old man could not wait to step forward to start checking.

"If you take the Shuhen Spirit Fruit and can come back within a month, you will be the guardian of the Remnant Spirit Sect for your whole life, and you will come to plant the Remnant Spirit Veins. If you can't do it, your trip to the Remnant Spirit Mountains will only be here." The old man with long beard said indifferently to the man in black robe on the edge of the square.

"I can't do it in the guarding mountain of Canling Sect for my whole life, but I have to take it away." The man in black robe waved the cross sword in his hand, and seemed to be robbing it if he couldn't get it.

The old man Changfeng smiled: "You are not the first person in the Canling Sect who is lucky. If you know the truth, leave quickly, otherwise you will have to be buried here forever."

"This guy is too impatient. He has to join the Cannon Spirit Sect first to see the situation and then make plans. However, I prefer such a stiff attitude." Seeing that the man in the black robe had something to do, Chen Feng also slowed down and refused to walk into the Cave Spirit Hall.

Chen Feng didn't know what kind of state it was in the Canling Sect, but now he fell in love with the terrifying wooden pier on the top of the Tree Cave Peak.

"Did you see this Yin Yue Lantern? As long as you take out the Shuhen Ling Fruit, I can put this treasure here. If I can't hand over what I want, I will use it to destroy the Remnant Spirit Sect." Seeing the bright moon shining in the sky, the man in black robe finally took out a lantern.

"You underestimate the Canling Sect too much. If you rely on an ancient treasure, you can erase the Canling Sect. During the long years of the Nanming Mountains, the sect will not know how many times it will be destroyed." The old man with long beard smiled faintly, as if he did not take the threat of the man in black robe seriously.

Unlike some low-level cultivators, the man in black robe has reached the early level of the Cryptosis of the Zhongtian Realm with his superficial cultivation aura. In addition, he has mastered ancient treasures, even the arrogant Chen Feng dared not provoke him easily.

"What does this old guy mean? Do you want to remind those who join the Canling Sect to be content with oneself? If this sect really cannot be shaken, wouldn't it be trapped in this tomb of the living dead for the rest of their lives?" Chen Feng could no longer hold back before he could recognize the situation.

This was not the first time Chen Feng saw the lantern held by the man in black robe. He had seen the man in black robe sitting in front of the bonfire outside the Canling Mountains, and he had already discovered the lanterns he was holding.

Especially in the early morning, the man in black robe still left with a lantern, which had already aroused Chen Feng's suspicion.

"Since that's the case, I have nothing to say. Let me learn how profound the mysterious place of the Canling Sect has." While the man in black robe injected heavy spiritual power into the lantern pole, the cross sword in his hand was already swung into the sky.

"Chen Shen Cross Slash!"

The spiraling cross sword rushed into the sky in the darkness and turned into a very small light. As the man in black robe spoke, the terrifying blade of the cross sword suddenly flashed and slashed from the sky.

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