Chapter 11: The Peaks

Yangsin Temple is surrounded by clouds and is surrounded by many spiritual peaks. There are cranes floating in the air, and sometimes there are some soft sounds, like fairyland.

Located in the mountainous area of Lingmai, the Nam Thong people are divided into seven main peaks and three main halls.

The seven main peaks are Tianheng Peak, Tiandu Peak, Tianyun Peak, Tianyang Peak, Tianxing Peak, Tianheng Peak and Tiannu Peak, where its sister Xiaoxiao is located. The seven main peaks will be in the north direction. The guards of the Nam Thong people.

The three main halls are Yangsin Temple, the Hall of Elders, and the Emperor's Hall.

Yang Xindian was responsible for managing and punishing the disciples of the Nanjingers. The Presbyterian Temple is the daily sinking place of the old denomination. The Temple of the Emperor is the most special place. This is the most important place for the people of Nam Thong. The fairy was crushed.

Located in the center of these three main halls, there are palaces of countless sizes, such as the Tibetan Classic Court, the Alchemy Pavilion, the Yanwu Arena and the Xuanyang Pavilion.

When Chen Fan and Mu Xiaoxiao entered Yangxin Temple, the other five arrived. As soon as they saw Chen Yifeng, then saw two, nodded and smiled.

None of the seven people spoke, and if you look closely, Yangxin Temple is spectacular. There are many images in the center of the main hall. The most obvious image is a mysterious yellow drawing showing seven immortals, making seven people move.

Suddenly, in front of them, I don't know when there was an old man in a robe, a tall old man with wrinkles on his face. His face was cold and indescribably sensational.

"Chen Yifeng, Tianyun Peak, a Yunyang Dan ......"

The old man in the gray coat swept seven people and opened the door. He still had a grim expression on his face. Chen Fan suddenly thought of a bad hobby.

The light that shot from the attic behind the old man brought by Yunxia appeared in Chen Yifeng's palm, exuding a sultry smell, which was obviously very valuable.

"Elder Xie!" Chen Yifeng gave a gift, and Yunyang Dan received the gift.

"Thunder, Tianyang Peak, a ...... of Zhangdan"

"Mu Xiaoxiao, Tiannu Peak, Bingling Dan ......"

The gray-haired old man looked stiff, and his words were a little cold. It didn't take long. Six of the seven peaks belong to God. Only Chen Fan did not explain, and the last one was Tianheng Peak.

"I'm sure you're going to be so lucky?"

Chen Fanfan's heart is dark, why is only Tianhengfeng leaving? Is that the main point of Zhu Xidao? Will it be divided into Tianhengfeng?

The other six people were clearly aware of the problem, and their expressions were a little strange.

However, contrary to everyone's expectations, the words of the white-haired old man were far from the result of their suspicions. "Chen Fan, Wu Weifeng, Pei Yuandan......"

Chen Fan let out a big sigh and then expressed his skepticism. Didn't he say that there are only seven main peaks in Nantong? When did Wu Weifeng join, and did Tianhengfeng change his name?

"This is the jade of your main peak, and it will be taken out of the door. They will take you there. After that, they will do their best and try to cultivate ......"

The last voice of the gray-coated old man came out, and seven lamps fell beside them. The old man rolled up his sleeves, and the seven suddenly felt a flower in front of him. Before they knew it, they had left Yangxin Temple.

Everyone was a little shocked, and they were shocked by the methods of the gray-haired old man. They are elderly people of Nam Thong.

Some cool each other down and lead them to the main peak under the guidance of their leaders.

"Xiao Fan, when I have time, I will go to Tiannu Peak to find me. I'll find you when I'm free!" Mu Xiaoxiao followed him and waved to Chen Fan.

The reluctant wave of love, as well as Mu Xiaoxiao's few months, has a deep affection, saying that this is the first close friend in his life. It's not too much. Now, it's different, and it's not hard to accept that it's fake. However, he changed his mind, but it was in the same martial arts. And then there is a chance to meet, but hey, can't live together under one roof.

The leader received Chen Fan, a middle-aged man. Looking at the jewelry given by Chen Fan, he was stunned and looked at Chen Fan with a strange gaze, but he didn't say anything, turned around and turned to walk in this direction.

The middle-aged man is leading and is very familiar with the Nam Thong people. He and Chen Fan walked together in front of the Green Mountain.

"Is this the Five Flavors Wind?" Chen Fan asked indefinitely.

"Here, go up!" the middle-aged man turned to leave, a little intolerant.

Chen Fan looked forward stupidly. He thought he was paranoid. He blinked and accepted the truth half a day later.

"Nima!Pothole?!"

Chen Fanyu has big eyes, can this be regarded as a big peak? It is said that the green mountain is counted! Now he can think of the most beautiful words to describe inaction, this is normal, too ordinary.

Chen Fan was bored, staring at the big stone and walking along the broken stone steps. At this moment, two men suddenly jumped out from the front and shouted, "Welcome everyone Jiang Yan back!"

Hearing their words, Chen Fan almost fell to the ground, and he had nothing to say.

The two were so enthusiastic, one on the left and one on the right. They couldn't help but say that Chen Fan would go to the mountains. Obviously, they had already received the above suggestion and knew that Chen Fan would come here.

The seven main peaks of Nantong people are extraordinary, cloudy skies, bright skies and strong vitality. On the crane, the crane flies, the heavenly palace is suspended, and it is extremely peaceful like the world.

Compared to these seven towering peaks, Gomi Peak resembles a small earthen bag. Its ancient wolf forest, with its ancient vines rolled up, is very desolate, and there is not even a mountain gate, which is better than some ordinary mountains on earth. Where to go

"I said, can you let me go?" Chen Fan was a little frustrated, both of them were very enthusiastic.

The front is silent, ridiculous, weedy, and it is also very shabby despite having a huge palace. It was covered in moss, and Chen Fan estimated that it would be difficult to shelter from the rain.

"He ......"

Just then, a faint cough rang out from the ruined palace of a man with a sturdy body and shiny hair.

The two quickly came to support the old man, and they could see that they were very careful.

"Boy, you're ...... here"

The old man has a lot of wrinkles on his face and a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. However, unlike the old people in Nantong, this old man is old and weak, which is a sign of the years.