Zhongnan Mountain, also known as Taiyi Mountain, Dilung Mountain, Zhongnan Mountain, Zhounan Mountain, referred to as Nanshan, is a section of the Qinling Mountains, known as "the fairy capital", "the crown of the cave" and "the first blessed land in the world".

Here all the year round the clouds and mist, purple air from the east, peaks and peaks, beautiful scenery.

Here, there is no shortage of martial arts masters who live and work in peace and contentment, and retreat to practice.

But few people know that there is a relatively hidden sect in the depths of Zhongnan Mountain, that is, "Cihang Jingzhai".

Cihang Jingzhai began in the Three Kingdoms, and the founder was the dinun of the two people known as the "Heavenly Monk Dini" at that time.

As the two most mysterious leaders in the martial arts, Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Zen have a great position in the martial arts.

Whenever the troubled times are coming, there will be heirs born in Cihang Jingzhai to find the common master of the world.

In the depths of Zhongnan Mountain, outside the mountain gate of a quaint temple, a group of women wearing white monk robes, buns on their heads, and holding three Qingfeng long swords came out of the mountain gate.

One of the women, Emei Weidai, has a pretty face with a cold temperament.

Carrying a long sword on his back, stepping on cloud boots, his temperament is dusty, like a fairy.

She is the concubine, but her face is very ugly.

Staring at the four people in front of her who seemed to be unkind, her tone did not carry any emotion, but with a seductive and pleasant feeling, she said: "Jingzhai Mountain Gate, if the four of you don't have an invitation, please leave quickly, otherwise, don't lose your life here." ”

"It's really a big breath, this little girl's temper is too hot, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married?" Xu Ziling saw the other party's words, so he naturally interjected a little unhappily.

"Huh?" He was so sneering, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of those female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai, and they all looked over to him.

Xu Ziling suddenly felt that the pressure was increased, and it was really not a good thing to be stared at by a group of women so fiercely.

But he didn't show weakness at all, holding his head high and looking at each other, which looked a little funny.

At this time, Jiang Feng looked up at Lu Miaozi, Lu Miaozi bowed slightly, took a red prayer note from his arms, stepped forward and said, "Please also hand over the worship sticker to your lord, just say that the old man is coming." ”

When the concubine heard this, she glanced at him with some surprise, and finally nodded, turned around and told a few female disciples, and then entered the mountain gate and went to report.

Those female disciples were still eyeing Jiang Feng and the others one by one, which made Kou Zhong and the others very uncomfortable.

"The master has invited four, and I also asked the four to go to the apse with me, and the master is already waiting for the four there." Soon, a shadow walked out of the mountain gate, the frost on his face was a little less, and the eyes of Jiang Feng and the others were a little more curious.

Especially when she looked at Lu Miaozi, she kept looking, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Jiang Feng and a few people followed Shi Fei Xuan all the way through the antique temple, and soon, through the moon-shaped arch, several people came to a room with the words "The quiet place of the mountain people, return to the immortal home." In front of the main hall.

There is a lot of space inside, and through the sight, you can see that there is a statue of Guanyin Buddha enshrined inside, and under the Buddha statue, there is a nun wearing gray monk's robes.

Far away, Concubine Xuan just wanted to open her mouth and say, "Master, the person has been brought." ”

However, in the main hall, there was a female voice that was as crisp as a Buddha's voice, "Brother Lu, I haven't seen you for many years, you are old." ”

When Lu Miaozi heard this, he was stunned and said with a smile: "Yes, we are all old." At this time, several people had already entered the main hall.

Here, Fanxiang cigarettes curled, Lao Nun had already turned around, and Jiang Feng and the others finally saw her true face of Lushan.

Although Fan Qinghui lost her hair as a nun, she was born beautiful, and she was also one of the beauties, and she once fell in love with Song Que of the "Heavenly Knife", but failed to combine.

I have to say, this is a very beautiful nun.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still subservient to others after all, that is not the person you were back then." Seeing Lu Miaozi, who was standing behind Jiang Feng and looked a little respectful and restrained, Fan Qinghui's eyes shrank deeply, and he glanced at Jiang Feng carefully, feeling inexplicably a little vigilant in his heart.

At the same time, there was some surprise that Lu Miaozi actually succumbed to Jiang Feng.

When Lu Miaozi heard this, he shook his head, "People always have to make progress, Mr. treats me like a friend, how can I say that I am condescending?" ”

Fan Qinghui snorted coldly and said, "This time you came to my Cihang Jingzhai, should you just want to visit my old friend?" Say, what is your purpose? ”

"Since the lord of the Zhai is so accessible, then Jiang Mou directly said that the next few people came this time to come for the sake of He's bi."

"Don't think that Hebi is something I have sent, how can you take it." When Fan Qinghui heard that Jiang Feng and several people were actually here for He's family.

For the first time, she snorted coldly, and a domineering sword intent emanated from her.

And the senior concubine, who had originally relaxed her vigilance against Jiang Feng and the others, at the same time, was also directly agitated with true anger around her body, and with a bang, the long sword behind her flew directly out of the scabbard and was grabbed by her in her hand.

Her figure retreated, and in a few flashes, she had already come to Fan Qinghui.

looked at Jiang Feng and the others, with a touch of murderous intent on their faces.

"In that case, let's see the real chapter under your hands." Jiang Feng snorted coldly, glanced back at Lu Miaozi, and said, "Master Lu, you are optimistic about Kou Zhong and the two, I will meet them." ”

As soon as the words fell, at this time, the outside of the hall kept flickering, and in the blink of an eye, there were already four more figures in the hall.

Lu Miaozi hurriedly took Kou Zhong and the two of them to retreat to the corner and stood on guard.

Jiang Feng looked at the four female nuns who were also wearing monk's robes, and soon, he could see some clues from them.

These nuns are all in the realm of innate masters.

It is probably the realm of the grandmaster level, like the middle congenital stage and the peak of the middle innate stage, which is the same level as Lu Miaozi.

"This person covets my family and clan, and today I also ask the four junior sisters to join forces with me to suppress this person." I felt the increasingly terrifying aura on Jiang Feng's body.

Fan Qinghui's heart tightened, and he held a long sword in his hand and said to the other four old nuns who surrounded Jiang Feng.

"Yes!" The four middle-aged nuns responded at the same time, each holding a long sword in the form of a sword array, and a fierce sword intent instantly erupted.

"Reversal of blood!" Jiang Feng shouted, there was no carelessness, and his luck was reversed, and his whole body swam vigorously, and he burst out in an instant.

This is a method that he has recently researched, and through his own exercise route, the qi in his body changes instantly.

At the same time, his hair also turned red in an instant, and his figure rose to about two meters under the surprised gaze of everyone, and a black gas erupted from his body in an instant.

With a flick of his hand, a spear appeared, shouted loudly, and stabbed the nuns.

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