No one would have imagined that the sect in a remote corner had such a long heritage, no wonder there were still hidden martial arts mid-level powerhouses. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A set of cumbersome and heavy rituals was completed, and Zhuang Yichen also wore a crown symbolizing the young master of the sect.

From now on, as long as he doesn't turn his back on the sect, even Zheng Rongshen can't dismiss his position as the young master of the sect.

"I've seen the young master!" the whole Qingjing Sect, including Xue Xiuxiu and Nan Jingwu, saluted and shouted.

"Licheng!" Elder Etiquette's voice was loud, and it was heard more than ten miles away. And then countless delicacies and rare fruits were served, and the young and beautiful female disciples of Yixue Peak were all dressed up to invite the martial artists who watched the ceremony to the table.

This is simply a style that even top sects may not be able to have, but it has appeared in this ordinary first-class sect.

This day was the time when the Qingjing Sect became famous in the evil realm, and with the departure of the martial artists of the major sects, there were immediately good people who listed the Qingjing Sect as a level that coexisted with the Sanxing Sect.

And the three top sects at this time, only the Qingxu Sect and the Yuan Shi Gong still maintained their strong strength.

However, at the moment, no one is willing to fight hard for the Qingjing Sect, after all, the bones of this sect are too hard, and even if they gnaw it down, they will have nothing left.

And the matter of Mu Yichen of the Qingjing Sect cutting off the palm of the martial arts powerhouse Mo Feihong with a sword also spread, and it was in the limelight for a while.

Zhuang Yichen followed Zheng Rongshen, Nan Jingwu and Xue Xiuxiu into the secret place, and Feng Mantian was leaning on a reclining chair, his face was a little pale.

There was some pale blue powder on the ground, and he quickly made out that it belonged to the star stone. It seems that Feng Mantian and Mo Feihong fought hard, and they also lost a lot of vitality.

"Ancestor!" all four saluted respectfully. With his old body, he survived and breathed, and finally repelled Mo Feihong, who was a middle-level martial artist, and the wind was full of heaven and others to defend the dignity of the Qingjing Sect with their lives.

"No need to be polite!" Feng Mantian smiled slightly, looking at Zhuang Yichen's eyes full of appreciation. Under that circumstance at that time, even Zheng Rongshen and the others didn't realize that Mo Feihong was the end of the crossbow, and the only young master of this sect realized it, and he also made a decisive move and won the battle.

That sword cut off not only Mo Feihong's palm, but also changed the pattern of the sect in the evil realm.

At this point, the Qingjing Sect finally gained a firm foothold in the midst of the crisis and regained control of the situation in Yongcheng.

Whoever wants to get a piece of the pie here must see Jingzong's face clearly.

"It's all the disciples who are incompetent, and you have to make the patriarch take action!" Zheng Rongshen said apologetically.

"Saying this, don't I belong to the disciples of the Qingjing Sect in the wind! Besides, that battle also made me understand a lot of things! The word purity of the sect, maybe our ancestors have understood it wrong!" said with a sigh in the wind, but with a certain joy in it.

Zheng Rongshen and the three of them froze slightly, realizing that there was a deep meaning in the words of the wind and the sky. After chewing for a moment, they all fell into deep thought.

Zhuang Yichen also raised his eyebrows, he naturally knew that the Qingjing Sect had been inherited from the concept of quiet and inaction for thousands of years.

At this time, he suddenly found that the Qingjing Sect seemed to have a relationship with Taoism, especially the word Qingjing was the essence of Taoism.

And in this evil world, there is no trace of the existence of Taoism, and it seems that the source of the Qingjing Sect is a bit strange.

"Mu Yichen, what do you think!" asked Feng Mantian at this time.

"To fight, is not to fight! Quiet and inactive, in fact, you also need to be promising, and there is no contradiction!" Zhuang Yichen looked at him with a smile.

"Great goodness! With you in this sect, you will definitely dominate the evil world!" Feng Mantian's whole person instantly became ten years younger, and his snow-white hair slowly began to turn black.

"Congratulations to the patriarch!" Zhuang Yichen knew that Feng Mantian had broken through the bottleneck of the middle level of martial arts, and after a period of time, he would be automatically promoted.

"The purity of the aura in the star stone you gave is still above my expectations, I owe you a great favor!" Feng Mantian looked at Zhuang Yichen kindly.

Zhuang Yichen's heart moved, and he immediately said, "The disciple wants to recommend a disciple for the patriarch!"

"You're talking about the little woman next to you, Flawless and beautiful, and she is also the Tianjiao of the sect!" Feng Mantian nodded, and he responded.

At this time, Zheng Rongshen and Nanjing Wu Xue Xiuxiu both woke up in shock, and they couldn't help but be happy to see the changes in the sky.

"The disciple actually hasn't said something!" Zhuang Yichen said at this time, and then said the matter of that prescription in the eyes of the four of them in some surprise.

As soon as the words were spoken, Feng Mantian suddenly bounced up, and his eyes were full of light: "Take us to see first!"

When it comes to the matter of the tomb of Wu Ru, even a strong man like him, who has lived for many years, can't control his imminent heart.

For the legendary martial arts level, once you can step in, Shouyuan can immediately surge for a thousand years.

And none of the old monsters in the Evil Realm that are hidden under the Nine Lands have lived for thousands of years.

If Feng Mantian could break through to the realm of martial arts, it would be a big deal for both him and the Qingjing Sect.

Nowadays, each of the several martial arts peak powerhouses in the Evil Realm cannot set foot in the Martial Confucian Realm, if one of them can achieve it, they will immediately be able to sweep through the Evil Realm and dominate all directions.

When Zhuang Yichen took them to that place, several giants of the Qingjing Sect were stunned for a moment. This place is simply too familiar, they have passed this path countless times since they were disciples.

The entrance to the Martial Ru Tomb would be here, how could it be? The puzzled eyes suddenly fell on Zhuang Yichen.

"Boss, try it, can you walk over from here!" Zhuang Yichen smiled slightly, pointed to the square inch and said.

"Huh?" Zheng Rong looked at him in surprise, but he still tried it as he said, and walked away.

"Isn't this a walk?" he said, taking a step.

Feng Mantian and Xue Xiuxiu Nan Jingwu immediately showed a look of surprise, because they could clearly see Zheng Rongshen's body stepping over from the side.

"What, isn't it right?" Zheng Rongshen couldn't help asking.

"All sect disciples are not allowed to come within a hundred zhang!" Xue Xiuxiu took a deep breath and suddenly raised her voice.

The disciples who originally wanted to see the excitement didn't dare to approach at this time, because Xue Xiuxiu's words were full of killing intent.

She has always been gentle and peaceful, but now she can actually reveal her murderous intent, and her disciples are not afraid.

"It's a little weird!" Feng Mantian walked around twice, constantly testing with internal force, and finally stopped, with a solemn look on his face.

"This formation is far beyond my ability, I'm afraid it will take the joint efforts of the major sects!" he pondered for a moment before finally speaking.

"If that's the case, then we may have to adjust the scope of the sect!" Zhuang Yichen immediately said.