"Master, I don't know where the location of this competition is? Is it the Zhengqi Palace?" Lin Feng is more concerned about this issue, because once you go to the Zhengqi Palace, there are many people in the Zhengqi Palace who know you, so you must find a way to hide your face, otherwise once you are recognized by the people of the Zhengqi Palace, it will be too embarrassing, and the Zhengqi Palace has saved your life, but you have deceived others in your identity, how can this be said in the past.

However, a lot of things are like that, the more you worry about something, the more it comes.

I saw Qing Yuan stroked his beard and said: "Feng'er, congratulations on guessing right, the competition location is chosen in the Zhengqi Palace, there is nothing to doubt about this, after all, this competition is proposed by the Zhengqi Palace, of course, it will be presided over by the Zhengqi Palace, and naturally the competition location will be set in the Zhengqi Palace, so it is easy to arrange the disciples of each faction to go to the competition, which is obviously the best." ”

Lin Feng only felt that his head was big for a while, and his face was red and white, although he told Qing Yuan that the Zhengqi Palace had saved him, but he did not tell Qing Yuan that he had concealed his identity and name from the Zhengqi Palace, so Lin Feng's expression at the moment seemed very strange to Qing Yuan, and he couldn't help but ask: "Feng'er, Master doesn't seem to have a good look at your face, are you uncomfortable somewhere, wait a minute, call Xin'er's girl to show you, Xin'er has been studying medical skills for a while, and it is still very effective, you can rest assured that she will treat you!"

My master, do you think I'm not feeling well, obviously I'm in trouble, okay! Let my sister help me see a doctor, can you let her see you?

Lin Feng thought so in his heart, but he had to reply: "Master doesn't need to worry about Feng'er, Feng'er is fine, and her health is fine, but she is just thinking about the competition!"

"Feng'er, what's there to worry about, anyway, when the situation is unfavorable, you should put your own safety first, and don't think about anything else!" Qing Yuan thought that Lin Feng was afraid of an accident in the competition field, so he came over and patted him on the shoulder and taught him earnestly.

"Master, I don't know who are the people from our Qingyang Sect this time?" Lin Feng turned his head to look at Qing Yuan and asked, Lin Feng wanted to find out which teammates he had, so he could run a little bit of his heart about this competition.

"Who else can there be, not only those seed-level disciples, but also the disciples of each peak who have cultivated to the highest level, this time the disciples of all sects who go to participate in the competition are limited to the second generation of disciples, our Qingyang Sect is still a little worse than other sects in terms of second-generation disciples, and the senior disciple of the highest cultivation is only the seventh layer of blood fusion, and many disciples of other sects have reached the eighth layer of blood fusion. Qing Yuan said and looked at the void outside the main hall, worried about the weakness of the Qingyang Sect, the Qingyang Sect has really been inferior to the generation over the years, and if it goes on like this, it is estimated that even the status of the fifteen sects in the world will not be able to be maintained.

"Master, then according to what you say, this time Linyun will also participate? I don't know who will lead the team this time?" Linfeng looked at the worried look on the master's face, and it is understandable that the master is different from himself, he has a deep affection for the Qingyang Sect, and he has also paid a lot for the Qingyang Sect, but he is different, he has no feelings for the sect since he was a child, and the sect has not given him any support and preferential treatment, and the entire Qingyang Sect has nothing worthy of his nostalgia except for the master and the four senior brothers and sisters.

Qing Yuan heard Lin Feng's words, came back to his senses, and said: "Of course Lin Yun wants to participate, after all, it is a matter of the future of the sect, how can he, the head disciple, not go, this time the team will be led by the elder Qing He!"

"Elder Chuangong, it's him!" Lin Feng instantly lost his spirit when he heard it, this Elder Chuangong was the same as the Elder of Law Enforcement, the two of them were hardcore, and they had always had no good impression of Xiaoyangfeng and the people, I hope he won't embarrass himself when the time comes.

Qing Yuan seemed to see Lin Feng's worries, and immediately turned around and comforted: "Feng'er, you don't need to worry about anything, he won't be embarrassed for you by an elder for no reason, but you still need to be stable along the way, try not to cause trouble!"

"Knowing Master, Feng'er will keep it in mind!" Lin Feng nodded and said he had written it down. Then he asked, "Master, I wonder what major events have happened in the sect in the past few years?"

Hearing this, Qing Yuan pondered for a while, and then sighed lightly: "Nothing big happened, these seven or eight years are not worth mentioning for a sect with a long heritage, it's just that my junior brother, hey!! In the end, he still failed to break through the God Control Realm, and he has already sat down!"

"Master Fang, is he sitting down?" Lin Feng remembered the old man who had given him a lecture, speaking of which he was still good to his senior brothers, every time he went to listen to his lectures, the people around him laughed at him and said that it was not necessary for a mortal to come here to listen to the class, and when he was wasting a position, he would relieve himself, and then he was disheartened and did not go to the lecture again, but he still had a deep memory of this old man.

Is it impossible for such a humble person to resist the ruthlessness of the Great Dao? It is too difficult to cultivate the Dao, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.

"Master, I don't know where Master Fang is buried, the disciple wants to go and worship!" Lin Feng was a little sad, this Master Fang was one of the few people in the sect who did not sneer at him because he was a mortal, and he once had a feeling of teaching and preaching to himself, so he should go to worship it.

"Senior Brother Fang is buried in the cemetery behind the sect, you go, remember to put a stick of incense on the master!" Qing Yuan thought of the senior brother Fang who used to drink with him often, the avenue is ruthless, I don't know if I can cross this catastrophe. Qing Yuan didn't know, his heart was full of melancholy about the unknown future, and he couldn't help but lose his mind slightly.

"Yes, Master!" Lin Feng quickly saluted and walked out quickly, leaving Qing Yuan alone in the main hall.

In the afternoon of the same day, in the cemetery behind the Qingyang Sect, in front of a tomb that had long been barren and full of weeds and wild trees, the tombstone was engraved: The tomb of Qingfang, the ninth generation disciple of the Qingyang Sect.

Linfeng and Linxin are now in front of the tomb, the reason why Linxin came back is because Linfeng was found by Linxin when preparing the sacrifice, and after asking the reason, Linxin also came with Linfeng, Linfeng thought that Linxin had also listened to Fangshi's class, and was half of Fangshi's disciple, so he brought her with him.

At this moment, it is such a desolate scene, it can be clearly seen that no one has come to sweep the tomb for a long time, judging from the age of the tree on the tomb, it is at least five or six years old.

As a full-time teacher, almost all the second-generation and third-generation disciples of the Qingyang Sect have been taught by him, but they don't want to have no one to worship for five or six years after he sits.

Linfeng drew his sword and cut down all the weeds and trees on the grave, and then lit incense and offered sacrifices. He bowed deeply three times, and bowed with his heart.

"Senior sister. You look at this great Qingyang Sect, but you don't see a trace of old feelings, Master Fang has taught so many disciples, but he doesn't want to be so desolate behind him, are all cultivators so ruthless?" Lin Feng looked at the other tombs in the cemetery and asked lightly, is he asking Lin Xin? Maybe it is, maybe it's not!

The other graves in the cemetery that do not see overgrown weeds will obviously often come to sweep the tombs and defeat, because they are all elders of each peak or elders with real power before their deaths, and they all have their own personal disciples under their seats, and those that are overgrown with weeds, some of which can no longer even be seen to be graves, are basically teaching elders like Fang Shi, they do not have their own peaks, their cultivation qualifications are not high, and they do not have personal disciples under their seats. Naturally, no one came back to sweep the grave and worship.

"Senior brother, no matter what the rest of the Qingyang Sect is like, anyway, our Xiaoyang Peak will always be a family, and we won't separate each other!" Lin Xin felt Linfeng's sadness, so he put down the basket in his hand, came over and grabbed Linfeng's arm and said.

"Mmmm!!We will always be a family, and we will definitely get the second senior brother back!!" Lin Feng looked at Lin Xin dotingly, reached out and pinched her nose.

"Oh!!, brother, why are you pinching my nose, wait until I become ugly and find you responsible. Linxin broke free from Linfeng and said with his hands on his waist.

"Okay, okay!!It's not too early, senior brother is wrong, let's go back!" After Lin Feng finished speaking, he glanced at Qingfang's tombstone again, and then went to Xiaoyang Peak with Lin Xin.

Two days later, in the morning, Linfeng came to the main hall to bid farewell to Master Qingyuan, and Linxin accompanied him, Qingyuan was tasting the medicinal tea prepared by Linxin at this time.

"Master, I'm about to set off when the wind blows, I don't know if Master has any instructions!" After saluting to the wind, he got up and looked at Qing Yuan and said.

"There's nothing to instruct, just be careful all the way, and when you come back, take Xin'er with you to find your senior brother!" Although Qing Yuan was worried about Linfeng, the decision of the sect could not be changed, and he was not too childish.

"Yes, Master, Feng'er is leaving!" Lin Feng glanced at Master Qingyuan and Lin Xin, and went out.

"Senior brother, wait for me, I'll send you!" Lin Xin saw that Lin Feng was gone, and immediately caught up.

In front of Xuanwu Square, the head of Qingtian and many elders are now above, and below are more than 20 second-generation disciples of Qingyang Sect, many people are looking at Linfeng who came with Linxin, and their eyes show curiosity, I don't know who this person is, Linxin is Xiaoyangfeng's, everyone knows it, after all, there are so many beautiful women in the sect, although Linxin rarely goes out of Xiaoyangfeng, but many people know that Xiaoyangfeng has such a beauty, and they will also inquire more.

The elders above just glanced at the two of them lightly, then withdrew their gazes and stopped paying attention, they had already learned about Linfeng's return from the head a few days ago, and they would represent Xiao Yangfeng to participate in this competition.

"Everyone has already arrived, and everyone knows what this trip is for, so I won't say much about the other seats, the sect has only one requirement for you, that is, to defeat your opponent at all costs, rush into the top 100, as long as you enter the top 100, you will be the hero of the sect, and the sect will also give you a heavy reward when you come back!

"Yes, the disciple must live up to the trust of the sect and fight to the death!" all the disciples below responded in unison.

"Okay, let's go!!! This seat and all the elders are waiting for your triumphant return!" Qingtian finished shouting, then looked at Qinghe on the side, signaling that he could go.

"Let's go!!" Qinghe stepped out and ordered loudly.

Immediately, Qinghe flew away first, and the disciples followed closely behind, and one by one the edges flew to catch up.