"Get out of here!" Xiang Tianshun was suddenly angry, and Xiao Changfang's cultivation in the middle stage of the spirit division also dared to stop him.

"Bang!" The two sides exchanged palms and retreated together, and they were evenly matched.

Xiang Tianshun was surrounded by the four elders in the center.

"What do you want?" Xiang Tianshun was extremely worried in his heart, this is the hell today. In the past, the four elders had to join forces to compete with him, but now any one of them could defeat him.

The four elders immediately set their eyes on Chen Feng, waiting for Chen Feng's decision.

Xiang Tianshun calmed down and finally discovered that something was unusual, and now everyone in the Poison Demon Sect seemed to be looking at Chen Feng.

"Sect Master Xiang is the sect master of our Poison Demon Sect, how can you stop him." Chen Feng smiled, paused, and said to Fan Lianghao: "You sign the gossip blood soul spell with him." ”

"Thank you, Lord!" Fan Lianghao's face was overjoyed, and he shouted towards Tianshun: "Do you want to die or live." If you don't want to die, sign the gossip blood soul spell and be controlled by me. ”

Xiang Tianshun's face was cloudy, he looked around, and found that he was surrounded by layers like an iron bucket, and it was difficult to escape at all, so he could only nod.

Immediately, Fan Lianghao dripped out a drop of natal essence blood, Chen Feng's hands were sealed, and the drop of natal essence blood turned into blood-colored gossip and was printed into Xiang Tianshun's eyebrows.

"Externally, you are still the sect master of the Poison Demon Sect." Chen Feng said to Xiang Tian, and then to the many disciples of the Poison Demon Sect, and said: "Sect Master Xiang is the sect master of our Poison Demon Sect, you must be respectful to him, and you must not let outsiders see the flaws." ”

"Whoever dares to disobey me will be dealt with by the rules." Chen Feng's cold gaze swept around, and everyone was silent. Nodding his head again and again.

At the same time, many people are also confused. was puzzled by Chen Feng's actions. It stands to reason that Chen Feng can directly become the sect master of the Poison Demon Sect, and no one will object. Why bother supporting a puppet, so troublesome.

However, Chen Feng had his own plans, and he didn't want to expose people too early. After all, his true cultivation is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and if he wants to take the position of the sect master, he must at least divide the spirit period to be suitable.

The matter was almost over, and everyone in the Poison Demon Sect immediately went to the sect one after another.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking the air in the distance.

"The Sect Master of the Poison Demon Sect has received the order, and quickly go to the top of the main peak to open the Broken Intestine Mountain Meeting!" I saw a golden-clothed boy stepping on a flying sword. Came to the gate of the Poison Demon Sect and gave the order.

Whenever something big happens, the Broken Gut Mountain will hold a Broken Gut Mountain Meeting. The six sects of the Broken Intestine Mountain Range, the Yin Yang Sect, the Bloodthirsty Sect, the Resentful Ghost Sect, the Cold Ice Sect, the Treasure Hunting Sect, and the Poison Demon Sect, all had to participate. In the cultivation realm, there are many sects that have united to form an alliance of forces, and the Broken Intestine Mountain Range is also one of them. Each Broken Intestine Mountain Meeting is presided over by the most powerful Yin Yang Sect. This golden-clothed boy is naturally the herald boy of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"Dare to ask why you broke the gut mountain meeting?" Xiang Tianshun asked. Everyone in the Poison Demon Sect also pricked up their ears, very curious.

"You'll know when you go!" The boy looked haughty. He said lukewarmly, turned around and flew away.

Xiang Tianshun's face was ugly and embarrassed. The people of the Poison Demon Sect were extremely angry, although they also looked down on Xiang Tianshun. But Xiang Tianshun is nominally the sect master of the Poison Demon Sect after all, and the behavior of this golden-clothed boy is obviously to look down on the entire Poison Demon Sect.

"It's really no one in my eyes, and the cultivation of the Dan stage dares to be so arrogant." Some hot-tempered Poison Demon Sect disciples rose into the air. I will teach the golden-clothed boy a lesson.

However, he was stopped by Chen Feng.

"When the Poison Demon Sect becomes a first-class sect or a super sect one day. You can be so arrogant, even more arrogant than him! Chen Feng said lightly. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and he said to Xiang Tianshun: "Let's go, take us to the Broken Intestine Mountain Meeting, and see what is going on." ”

Immediately, Xiang Tianshun took the four elders and Chen Feng and other ten Yuan Infant disciples towards the peak of the main peak of the Broken Gut Mountain Range.

The main peak of the Broken Intestine Mountain Range is as high as more than 7,000 zhang, the peak is full of clouds and mist, the aura is pleasant, and there are demon birds and cranes flying through the air from time to time. There are many stone chairs here.

At this moment, the peak was quite lively, and when the Poison Demon Sect arrived, it was found that the Bloodthirsty Sect, the Resentful Ghost Sect, the Cold Ice Sect, and the Treasure Hunting Sect were all present, and only the people from the first-class sect, the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect, had not yet arrived.

"The Poison Demon Sect is so big, this sect and the three sect masters have been waiting for a long time, but you are late." Leng Chenghui, the sect leader of the Cold Ice Sect, said coldly, and as he spoke, a cold current hit the people of the Poison Demon Sect.

Facing the difficulties of the real people in the Transformation Period, Xiang Tianshun was covered in cold sweat, and he struggled to block the front, "The four sect masters have misunderstood, it's not that my Poison Demon Sect is deliberately late, but the notice of the Yin Yang Sect has just arrived. As soon as we received the notice, we were already rushing to the ground without stopping. ”

"Just arrived? Didn't you notice it three days ago? "The Sect Master of the Ghost Sect, Kitaro Morimori, said. This Kitaro is also a real person in the incarnation period.

Among the six major sects of the Broken Intestine Mountain Range, the sect masters of the Yin and Yang Acacia Sect, the Bloodthirsty Sect, the Resentful Ghost Sect and the Cold Ice Sect are all real people in the Transformation Period, and these first- and second-rate sects have a long heritage, and they are at least thousands of years old, and it is estimated that there is more than one real person in the Transformation Stage within the Gate. Although the Treasure Hunting Sect and the Poison Demon Sect are also one of the six factions of the Broken Intestine Mountain Range, they do not have a real person in the Transformation Period, and their status is obviously unequal. The Treasure Hunting Sect is better, relying on the skills of treasure hunting, it can also find the spirit ore and set up the four major sects. The situation of the Poison Demon Sect was the worst.

"It must be that Sect Master Yang has been busy recently and forgotten about it, anyway, this cultivation conference, the Poison Demon Sect has no effect, just let them send two or three people as cannon fodder." Bloodthirsty Sect Sect Leader Shen Tu said with a big grin: "Why hasn't Sect Master Yang come yet, hurry up and send someone to urge, his uncle, let us wait for so long." ”

As the crowd was talking, there was a commotion not far away.

I saw a middle-aged man in a Phnom Penh firecoat walking in a tiger's step, his breath was like a round of scorching sun, and as he approached, the heat wave hit layer by layer. Beside him was a beautiful woman, with a pair of phoenix eyes that seduced the soul. These two people are the two sect masters of the Yin Yang Hehuan Sect, Yang Sect Master Yang Liekong and Yin Sect Master Yin Susu. On them, dozens of disciples and elders of the Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect followed.

The Yin-Yang Hehuan Sect is a double cultivation sect, so it is relatively special and has two sect masters. And the two suzerains are still a couple. With the arrival of the Yin-Yang Acacia Sect, the scene suddenly quieted down.

"I've kept you waiting. Yang is deeply sorry. After Yang Liekong sat down, he arched his hand and said loudly: "This time I called everyone to come." Presumably everyone knows that the centennial Xiuzhen Conference is about to begin. This year's cultivation conference will be held in Huoyun Mountain of the Super Sect Demon Flame Sect. The prizes of each Xiuzhen Conference are very rich, as long as you can pass the preliminary round, you can get a prize at least a high-grade spirit weapon. It is said that in this cultivation conference, the Demon Flame Sect will take out the Xuan Demon Flame Explosion as a prize, and I don't need to say more about the preciousness of the Xuan Demon Flame Explosion. ”

"The Cultivation Conference is a first-class event in the Cultivation Realm, and the cultivation sects of the entire Western Continent will participate, and when the time comes, all directions will gather, and geniuses will gather. This is the gospel of the younger generation of infancy disciples. Through exchanges with the disciples of the major sects, you can quickly improve your actual combat experience and enhance your strength. Every disciple who survives from the Xiuzhen Conference can be transformed and achieve great things. Naturally, we in the Broken Gut Mountains cannot afford to miss such an opportunity. ”

After a pause, Yang Liekong said in a deep voice: "It's just that every cultivation conference is extremely cruel, especially the big melee in the preliminary round, and the disciples who participate in the competition often don't survive more than one-third. Therefore, this time I called everyone to come to the Broken Gut Mountain Meeting. I just hope that the participating disciples of our six major sects can unite and help each other survive in the preliminary round of chaos. In this cultivation conference, my Yin Yang Sect will send ten Yuan Infant Stage disciples to participate! ”

"The Bloodthirsty Sect will send nine Yuan Infant Stage disciples!"

"The Ghost Ghost Sect sent seven Yuan Infant Stage disciples to participate!"

"Six members of the Ice Sect!"

"Four Yuan Infant Stage disciples of the Treasure Hunting Sect are participating!"

"The Poison Demon Sect has two Yuan Infant Stage disciples participating!" Xiang Tianshun also said under Chen Feng's orders. The two participating disciples of the Poison Demon Sect were naturally Chen Feng and Hong Feng. As for the other Yuan Infant Stage disciples of the Poison Demon Sect, most of them were only in the early or middle Yuan Infant Period, and they had not been cultivating the Poison Demon True Scripture for a long time. If you go, you just die.

"Okay, we have a total of thirty-eight disciples from the Broken Intestine Mountain Range to participate. There are a few more than in previous editions, and our goal is to break into the top 100. Even the top 50 make the Broken Gut Mountains famous. The departure time is set for seven days, and everyone will go back and prepare. Yang Liekong said loudly, his voice high and encouraging.

Next, the major sect masters discussed some more things, to the effect that they selected five seeded players, namely Yang Wei and Liu Rufeng of the Yin Yang Sect, Luo Chong of the Bloodthirsty Sect, Ghost Sanquan of the Ghost Ghost Sect, and Xu Ruoshui of the Cold Ice Sect, these five peak disciples of the Yuan Infant. The other 33 contestants will have to focus on these five people and protect them to reach the semi-finals. It's basically cannon fodder.

Then they discussed for a long time, and when it was close to dusk, everyone left with their respective disciples.

When the people of the Poison Demon Sect returned to the sect, it was already dark. They all went back to their rooms to rest.

The moon is like a silver plate, full of stars. The bright moonlight swayed down, and the shadows of the trees were dappled.

Somehow, Chen Feng opened the window on a whim and looked at the full moon in the sky in a daze. I suddenly remembered that today is August 15, the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

"At this time, those mortals must be at home for the festival and have a reunion dinner." Chen Feng looked at the full moon in the sky, stunned. A breeze blew, and a strong sense of loneliness surged in my heart.

His heart has always been cold, and the warmth of home is so far away for him, he has been fatherless and motherless since he was a child. Every year on the night of the full moon, I watched other children happily eat round cakes, which were covered with a layer of sesame seeds, fragrant. At that time, he didn't know what it was, only that it looked delicious. Later, I happened to hear the old beggars talking, and I learned that the thing was called 'moon cake', and I ate it with my family on the night of reunion.

Since then, every year on the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, he feels lonely and uncomfortable, and often goes to the moon in a daze, why do other children have fathers and mothers, where is my father and mother?

However, the cold moon would not answer him and disappeared into the dark clouds. Darkness swallowed up the tiny figure.

I took off the longevity lock around my neck and looked at it. Chen Feng's gaze gradually became indifferent, and the loneliness was deeply buried.

The night was silent, and a flute suddenly sounded in the distance, and the vicissitudes of life were low, like silk, fluttering. The sound of the flute is like a complaint, after a thousand sails, look at the years to clarify the heart; It is when you are separated from the sea that all the magnificent waves have been precipitated. Melodious, gentle and low. After a while, the sound of the flute suddenly became more and more high-pitched, like a waterfall flowing spring, like a whistling wind. It is like a bean sprout that is unwilling to be buried deep in the soil, breaking through layers of obstacles, standing on the earth, bathed in the sun, and looking directly at the vast sky.

"It's such a powerful flute, just listening to it for a while, my mood has actually improved a little." Chen Feng came back to his senses, flew out of the window, and walked towards the source of the sound.

Following the direction of the flute, I flew past several attic buildings all the way, and before I knew it, I came to the library pavilion, and the moss-covered stone steps had long been submerged in the wild grass.

It is lined with greenery and foliage, revealing an old attic. No one has come here for a long time, and the three big characters of 'Library Pavilion' on the plaque are covered with dust. Cobwebs can be found everywhere in the attic.

At this moment, on the roof of the attic, a white-haired old man was playing the flute to the moon, and the slightest flute sound fluttered out.

Chen Feng landed on the roof, his eyes moved, and he felt that this back was so familiar, "This old man seems to have seen it somewhere." ”

The sound of the flute stopped, and he seemed to feel that there was someone behind him, and the old man turned his head, looked at it, and couldn't help glaring: "It's you stinky boy, what are you doing in the library pavilion." ”

Chen Feng couldn't help but be stunned, isn't this old man the old man who slept all day at the beginning, no wonder his breath is so weak, this old man's cultivation during the Qi cultivation period is now one hundred and sixty or seventy years old, and he is not dead yet.

You must know that a cultivator in the Qi cultivation period can only live for a maximum of two hundred years, and under normal circumstances, it is almost the same to live to be one hundred or fifty or sixty years old

"You old man was playing the flute just now?" Chen Feng was puzzled, the flute just now was extremely high, and he didn't believe that it was blown by this old man.

"yes, do you want to learn?" The old man laughed.

"Hmm!" Chen Feng nodded and said. The sound of this flute can improve his mood, and he naturally wants to learn.

"Okay, anyway, old man, I can't bring this stunt into the soil, so I'll just teach it to you." The old man said, and then took out a bamboo flute from the storage cloth bag on his waist and handed it to Chen Feng.

"Take it!" The old man said: "At first glance, you know that you are a rookie who has never even touched the flute, so first familiarize yourself with the structure of the flute." ”

Chen Feng was embarrassed, and he was really right by this old man. The flute is a musical instrument in the mortal world, but he couldn't even eat enough in Yangcheng at the beginning, so where did he get the leisure to play the flute. After entering the cultivation realm, he worked hard to improve his cultivation. It wasn't until he heard Ning Qingxue's "Reincarnation" in the Yangcheng mass grave that he felt that the sound of the piano seemed to be able to purify people's souls and improve their state of mind, but later Chen Feng was still frantically improving his strength, and he didn't understand the importance of his state of mind until he broke through the Yuan Infant Period. That Ning Qingxue's state of mind is definitely much higher than herself, if she wants to break through, I am afraid that she can reach the peak of Yuanying at any time. And he was stuck in the middle of the Yuan Infant by his state of mind, if he couldn't keep up with the mood and forcibly broke through to the late Yuan Infant stage, I am afraid that he would go crazy.

"Now let's talk about the structure of the flute first, I give you a six-hole bamboo membrane flute, which consists of a blowing hole on the front of the flute, a membrane hole, six sound holes, two rear sound holes on the back of the flute, two front sound holes, and the head and tail of the flute." (To be continued.) )