At the top of Zhongfeng, the powerful people of the major sects sitting in front of the hall were already staring at Chen Feng kneeling in the middle of the square.

Unlike the disciples of Haojian Sect, he was a little surprised at what Elder Shi Yan said that he would be promoted to the official disciple of Wufeng.

The powerful people who watched the rituals from various sects felt Chen Feng’s unusualness.

"It seems that these strong people are far from being so easy to fool. Even if the sixth level of Qi refining breath that I revealed does not have much flaws, but if you are beaten by the strong, you will still make some strange things in your spiritual sense. It is really not easy to act like a pig and eat a tiger under the nose of the strong." Although Chen Feng had some expectations for being promoted to a formal disciple, he was still quite happy.

"Now, there are two managers in Zhongfeng Garden, right?"

Old Dao Ding Wancang, who was sitting in the center of the hall, seemed very satisfied with Chen Feng's kneeling and thanking him, and asked Elder Shi Yan, who was a member of the Elder's Hall, with a smile.

"It's true. Apart from Liu Fang in charge, it's Chen Dingyuan." Shi Yan did not mean to avoid being Chen Feng's master, and he said without hesitation.

The impression that Elder Shi Yan gave Chen Feng before was always dead, as if he didn't care much about anything, but at this time it seemed like he had accepted him.

"Chen Dingyuan, a disciple of Zhongfeng Miscellaneous Garden, is loyal to the sect and has achieved success in his cultivation. He is specially granted the general manager of Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden. I hope you can be strict with yourself in the future and continue to serve the sect." Old Taoist Ding Wancang solemnly said, shocking people inside and outside the sect.

In terms of cultivation and qualifications, Chen Feng, a man who has just arrived in Haojian Sect for a hundred days, is far from being compared with the old manager of Wufeng, but this time he opened the sect. He became the biggest beneficiary of Wufeng Garden. How could this situation not surprise people?

"Hehe~~~ This old Taoist Ding Wancang is really good at doing things. He just guessed my thoughts!" Chen Feng said happily secretly.

"Dingyuan, the sect master respects you and appreciates you more, but he is not grateful." Seeing Chen Feng's unconcealed joy, the sect master Nian Xifeng couldn't help but smile and reminded him.

"Disciple Chen Dingyuan. Thank you for your support."

Chen Feng kowtowed a little and thanked loudly, his excitement was beyond words.

"You are promoted to the general manager of Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden. The main reason is to deal with the possible changes that may occur in Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden after the opening of the sect. This time, although the sect recruits disciples, it is mainly children of younger cultivation families. However, it is beyond the age of age. Most of the casual cultivators who want to join Haojian Sect are people with extraordinary qualifications." Old Taoist Ding Wancang looked at the monks standing in the square and said with a little deeper meaning to Chen Feng.

"The sect leader means that these sanye monks who are not in line with age will be arranged in a mixed garden in the future?" Chen Feng didn't have to think about it, and also understood what Ding Wancang meant.

"Yes, thanks to everyone who wants to join the Haojian Sect, it is not easy for the sect to set the rules too much. Cultivators who are over the age and have no status and origin. If they are willing to stay in the Haojian Sect, they will still have the opportunity to become an inner disciple after they have examined their character in the future. Dingyuan, you must also take on the heavy responsibility and make good use of your right to be the chief manager of the Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden." The old Taoist said it very well, and did not reserve it too much, and was cautious about these casual cultivators in the square.

"As the general manager of Wufeng Zayuan, my disciples should serve the sect, but I don't know if you are willing to stay in Haojian Sect." Chen Feng took the initiative, obviously very satisfied with being promoted to the general manager.

"These 75 monks in the square who do not meet the requirements of the sect's disciple selection regulations are all voluntarily wanting to stay in the sect, but the issue of how to allocate and place various peaks and gardens and some subsequent management and teachings has not been determined yet." Shi Yan, a hunchbacked old man, seemed to have agreed before this.

"I am willing to take it with all my strength. I also ask the sect leader and all the elders in the sect to entrust this matter to me." Chen Feng volunteered and was active.

"Senior Brother, Chen Dingyuan has only been in the sect for more than a hundred days. Is it too hasty to make a decision like this?" Elder Qian from the Law Enforcement Hall obviously reserved the decision of the old Taoist Ding Wancang.

"Sect Master Ding, the matter of opening the Haojian Sect this time is extremely inappropriate. Now that you have made such an appointment to a manager of a sect, it seems that he is a person in the Haojian Sect, and he is quite complaining." Song Siyang, a middle-aged man from the Tianjian Sect, sneered at the old Taoist Ding Wancang.

"The reason why I made such a decision must be intentional and consideration. Chen Dingyuan, the manager of Zhongfeng Miscellaneous Garden, has surpassed the manager of Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden, and some formal disciples in the sect. This is something I firmly believe in. If it weren't for his strength and could take on this important task, I would never have arranged the position of general manager of Wufeng Miscellaneous Garden to him easily." The old Taoist Ding Wancang looked extremely firm and signaled Chen Feng to get up.

"Disciples will live up to their responsibilities and contribute to the prosperity of the sect." Chen Feng stood up and slapped his knees with a eager smile on his face.

Although everyone in the Haojian Sect was surprised, no one refuted anything about Ding Wancang's old Taoist statement.

"The leader of the alliance can't see what kind of a serious servant is, but this time the Haojian Sect opened its sect to break the long-standing situation in Haoyanzhou. Master Ding, have you ever thought that a sect to recruit disciples by Haojian Sect will inevitably lead to the imitation of other forces in Haoyanzhou?" The middle-aged man Song Siyang stood up and scolded Ding Wancang, who was not far from him.

"It is normal for the Immortal Cultivation Sect to recruit disciples. If you don't reserve the opportunity to cultivate some good qualifications, how can the sect pass on it?" Ding Wancang responded seriously.

"If it were other times, it would be understandable that Haojian Sect would recruit disciples, but now it was during the battle of the Five Domains that Sect Master Ding made such a decision. As the leader of the six major sword sects, I, Song Siyang, cannot sit idly by the stable situation that the major sects in Haoyanzhou have worked hard to manage. Is it not easy for Sect Master Ding to insist on going his own way and breaking the calm situation in Haoyanzhou?" The middle-aged man Song Siyang's face had already sunk.

In the battle of the sword fighting platform, Song Siyang defeated the five powerful sword sects and ascended the position of leader of the alliance. The limelight was in Haoyanzhou.

Although many people know that Song Siyang is stubborn and self-righteous with his powerful strength, he never expected that he would turn against him when the Haojian Sect opened its sect.

"The Haojian Sect had already decided to recruit disciples this time a hundred days ago. Now the people who sent the immortals from various cultivation families have arrived. It is not just a matter of giving up. I would like to ask the leader of the Song Siyang to put the current situation first and do not interfere with the ceremony of the Immortal Gate of Haojian Sect." Although the old Taoist Ding Wancang gave in to his tone, his expression was imperative. He was vaguely firm.

"Hehe~~~ It is actually a good thing to open a sect to recruit disciples. It can not only satisfy the desire of some children of the cultivation family to study, but also make the sect more lively. Why not do it..." Seeing the situation becoming rigid, Song Siyang wanted to speak again, Chen Feng couldn't help but act as a messing stick and smiled foolishly.

"Rareless, the affairs of the Six Sword Sects are not something you can interrupt if you are a small servant in charge." Just as Chen Feng finished speaking, the middle-aged man Song Siyang had already shouted at him.

From the eyes of Song Siyang signaling the people under his seat, Chen Feng could not feel his anger, but more of it was temptation.

"Huh~~~"

A middle-aged man in a red robe with a long sword on his back, swayed behind the chair of Song Siyang's Grand Master, and had already entered the square and approached Chen Feng.

Although Song Siyang, as the leader of the six major sword sects, was in trouble with the Haojian Sect, which aroused the dissatisfaction of some Haojian Sect disciples, no one dared to refute in person.

At this time, seeing Song Siyang's disciples pounce on Chen Feng who was in the square, some of the disciples of Haojian Sect were even more nervous.

"Mid-aged man, what are you going to do? Tell you, the uncle is not that easy to mess with." Chen Feng's upper body was slightly hunched, his arms were naturally drooping, and his whole body quickly entered a relaxed state, but his words seemed extremely inappropriate.

"Zheng~~~"

The middle-aged man in red robe pulled out the long sword behind him, and the sharp sword light seemed to be alive and rolled towards Chen Feng.

"Wow~~~"

Seeing that the sword light was about to attack his body, Chen Feng held the Taoist bone chain in his left hand, knocking and spinning under his feet, and his figure was like a ghost. He flashed through the flowing scroll of the sword light and floated backwards.

Just before the hall, some elders of Haojian Sect and the peak master could not bear to stand up. After the old Taoist Ding Wancang looked at Chen Feng flashing the sword light, a smile appeared on his face, and raised his hand to suppress the restlessness of the powerful people in the sect.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

A long sword seemed extremely agile in the hands of a middle-aged man in red robe. Every time he swung a gesture to Chen Feng, it was like a flowing light.

However, under the pressure of the middle-aged man with the red robe's sword force, Chen Feng seemed to be able to always gain insight into the opportunity and avoid the mysterious slash of the middle-aged man's moves changing.

If you observe carefully, you will find that Chen Feng stared at the middle-aged man's eyes, even with a sense of despicability.

"What he has performed is Xiaoyao Step, right?"

An old man sitting in front of the hall of Haojian Sect narrowed his eyes and looked at the figure chasing and running in the square, looking quite insightful.

"Miss, I used to hear that this Xiaoyao Step, people from Xiaoyao Valley in Xunluan Mountains practiced a lot, but they were not unique. Moreover, why did the Xiaoyao Step he used looked so dark and despicable..." The maid Qing Ju stood behind Lord Nian Xifeng, and knew quite well about the origin of the Xiaoyao Step.

"Don't look at his chest and hunched his back, sagging his arms like a zombie. This indecent posture implies an offensive. I guess he wants to let the other party retreat." Nian Xi saw that the disciple with the late stage of fetal movement under Song Siyang's seat, who had the ability to cultivate the late stage of fetal movement, could not attack Chen Feng, who was hiding everywhere for a long time, and a smile appeared on his face.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

Just as many disciples of Haojian Sect were secretly surprised, the sword force of the middle-aged man in the red robe suddenly changed, and a long sword seemed to stick to Chen Feng, and the Yufeng sword force was much slower.

Seeing Chen Feng stretching his arms, tilting his waist, the sword was almost above, and it was spinning across his face. Qing Ju, who was standing behind Nian Xi, had her eyes slightly brighter, and she almost clapped her eyes happily.

With the sword energy scattered, Chen Feng's hunched body, which was like a zombie, also changed. His strong body flew between the sword energy, making him look extremely free and easy.

"Buzz~~~"

It was not until the middle-aged man in red robe showed an ugly look on his face and pulled the long sword slightly, causing the sword energy that was rolled in the huge square to suddenly converge into the long sword. Chen Feng's drooping eyelids opened a little.

"Mid-aged man, if you are more aggressive, I can't be polite to you." Facing the middle-aged man in red robe holding a bright long sword in his hand. Chen Feng, who had a certain distance from him, couldn't help but look cold and shook the chain of the Taoist bones in his hand, giving people a sense of impatientness.

"You're welcome, what can you do?"

The middle-aged man in red robe thrust his sword straight into Chen Feng's chest. The fierce and dazzling streaming light seemed to increase the pressure on the time and space medium, making everyone's perception a little stagnant.

"Hehe~~~ Since the six sword sects are in harmony, it is better to do martial arts skills until they are done, so as not to hurt each other's feelings." The beautiful woman Mu Qian's smirk sounded, and she walked to Chen Feng as if she was slow and fast. She stretched out her slender palm to capture the long sword stabbed by the middle-aged man in red robe.

Seeing Mu Qian not being affected by the sword pressure, she grabbed the palm of the dazzling long sword and turned into a black metallic luster. Not only the people of Haojian Sect, but even the main officials of the major sects who came to watch the ceremony could not help but show a little shock on her face.

"Clang~~~"

The dazzling long sword carried the wind and thunder, stabbed Mu Qian's palm, and a clanging sound like metal attacks appeared.

For a moment, the sword energy scattered, and even dense spots of Mars light emerged.

The aftermath of the sword energy was blowing, and the entire Haotian Palace Square was slightly shaken.

"Boom~~~"

Mu Qian, who was under the pressure of the sword force of the middle-aged man in the red robe, bent her arms slightly. Then, her palm was pushed out with a strong hidden force, causing the middle-aged man in the red robe to fly away.

"Dong! Dong! Dong~~~"

The middle-aged man in red robe retreated to the ground. He was unstable and took seven steps back and did not fall. He showed a little rosy look of blood surging on his face.

"I used to think that Chen Dingyuan was very strong, but I didn't expect that Mu Dingxin should not be underestimated. The domineering intention was localized and the amplification was not too perverted. However, if you have such strength, only she could do the low-level cultivators in the sect." Master Nian Xifeng looked at Mu Qian's palm, with no trace of thorn marks, and sighed to Qing Ju behind her in a low voice.

"Qingju thinks she can do this, but looking at her appearance, it seems that she still has a lot of reservations." The maid wearing a blue shirt exudes agility and beauty, said in a low voice in a slight surprise.

"Today, Haojian Sect opens its mountain gate to recruit disciples. Thank you for your senior brother from Tianjian Sect for his martial arts to set off the atmosphere. I believe that the new disciples of Haojian Sect will definitely take this senior brother from Tianjian Sect as an example, and work hard to practice in the future to reach the height of the senior brother as soon as possible." Chen Feng pulled Mu Qian aside and smiled.

"Come back."

Before the many disciples of Haojian Sect outside the square started to cheer, Song Siyang, the leader of Tianjian Sect, had already summoned the middle-aged man in red robe, without any loss of face because he was at a disadvantage.

"Master Ding, it seems that before the opening of the sect, Haojian Sect had already obtained talents that should not be underestimated. I wonder which peak vein this strong female monk is?" Song Siyang asked Ding Wancang with a smile that reached the tentative goal.

"She is also a disciple of the garden. Mu Dingxin has never seen the leader of the Song Dynasty." Ding Wancang looked at Mu Qian, and the grin on his old face was not pretending.

"Mu Dingxin, a maid from the garden, see the leader of the Song Dynasty."

Mu Qian bowed slightly, but did not kneel down to the middle-aged man Song Siyang.

"Yes, the Six Sword Sects need a disciple like you, but you have such a strong domineering intention, but you are just a maid in the garden, and you will inevitably be a little embarrassed." Song Siyang smiled with a prudent smile, without any embarrassment.

"Although some disciples cannot become inner disciples immediately after entering the sect due to age and family background, they may not have no future when they are arranged to be in a mixed garden. As long as they have confidence in their own strength and are loyal to the sect, they will have the opportunity to be promoted in the sect like Chen Dingyuan and Mu Dingxin in the future." Old Taoist Ding Wancang looked at the 75 Sanye monks in the square, with generous smiles on his face.

"We must keep in mind the teachings of the patriarch."

The seventy-five older monks who were picked out of the square knelt on one knee and said in unison.

"Very good, Mu Dingxin, a maid from the garden, is generous and peaceful, humble and self-controlled, and becomes a formal disciple of the sect." Ding Wancang didn't know whether it was because of the group of sanye cultivators kneeling down or getting a powerful monk like Mu Qian.

"Thank you for your kindness."

Mu Qian was not as exaggerated as Chen Feng, but just bowed a little, which was considered to be thanking Ding Wancang's old Taoist Ding Wancang.

In front of everyone, Ding Wancang jin Mu Qian as a formal disciple of the sect, and he was quite suspicious of being hindsighted. He did not arrange his position like Chen Feng, and he did not even say that Mu Qian was transferred from the sect.

Even though he had to do something about Mu Qian's arrangements, the old Taoist Ding Wancang was not guilty, but instead smiled brightly.

Until this time, a group of children who ascended the Immortal Gate had begun to reach the peak one after another. However, these children who were almost exhausted by the Pure Yang True Fire climbing the Haotian Mountain Road, did not know what had happened in the square just now.

"Old man Ding, this time, your Haojian Sect opened the mountain gate and really got a lot of talented disciples. I am here to congratulate you in advance!" The sloppy old man from Yiqi Jian Sect seemed to have a good relationship with Ding Wancang.

"Just by luck, our six major sword sects have been closed. If this continues, I am afraid that the inheritance of the sect will be lost. In another ten years, it will be the time when the Haotian Sword Tomb is opened, so I have to prepare for it." Later, Ding Wancang glanced at the head of the major sects.

"Since the Tianjian Sect just threw a bright head, the Haojian Sect opened the mountain gate this time, our Yiqi Sword Sect must also congratulate you. Yuan Wen, you can use a few Yiqi Sword Skills later to see these little guys who climbed the Haotian Road." The sloppy old man explained to a girl behind him. (To be continued...)
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