Chapter 82: Returning to the Gate (2)

"Senior brother, of course I remember, but there are too many disciples in the sect, I can't have seen every one of them, I don't know who that person is, what's wrong?" the Red Scar disciple asked disdainfully. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Well, yes, that disciple's name is Lan Feng, you usually stay by your master's side, and you were only transferred here last month to see the mountain gate, and it's normal that some disciples haven't seen it! Except for the dress, the others really resemble the person in front of him. The black-faced disciple touched his chin and looked the young man up and down.

"Haha, junior brother, you must be dazzled, people can't be resurrected after death, even if he doesn't die, he will be trapped in the forest forever, how can the barrier set by the master be broken by someone? Besides, there are quite a few people in the world who look like each other, didn't someone say it just now? His younger brother is practicing here, maybe it's Lan Feng's own brother!" The red-scarred disciple glanced at the middle-aged man and laughed.

A faint hint of mockery quickly flashed across the middle-aged man's face.

In fact, this young man is Lan Feng who came out of the Hundred Beast Forest, and the middle-aged and young people are naturally Fan Chen and Zheng Xuan.

Lan Feng looked at these two disciples with a straight face, so he stepped forward and nodded slightly, "Dear Senior Brother, Senior Brother Lan Feng, you're back." ”

The Red Scar Disciple's expression stiffened, and he only felt a chill down his spine, and said incredulously: "How is it possible, you ...... You dare to pretend to be Chu Yunfeng's disciple, this is a third-class crime in the door rules, if you know each other, get out of here. ”

"I'm really Lan Feng, don't believe it, look at this!" Lan Feng took out the waist tag of the registered disciple from the storage bag and handed it over with both hands.

The black-faced and red-faced disciple's expression moved, he stepped forward quickly, grabbed the waist card in Lan Feng's hand, observed it carefully, and exclaimed: "This is the waist card of the registered disciple, and the name on it has been sealed by the Dao Master with his divine sense, it is impossible for ordinary people to tamper with it, this disciple is only in the condensation period, and the two people who came with him are just ordinary mortals!"

The Red Scar disciple also took the token, and his divine sense swept back and forth, and he was surprised: "This ...... Impossible!"

"What's that makes you so surprised?" Fan Chen appeared behind these two disciples like a ghost, snatched the waist card, saw Lan Feng's name, frowned, took out a knife out of nowhere, blew the ash on it, the blade swiped back and forth on the waist card, his face was dark, and he muttered in his mouth: "My fifth brother's name is written wrong, it's really damn!"

Under everyone's surprised gaze, the word Lan Feng on the waist card was changed to Qiu Mo by this ordinary mortal in their eyes.

The faces of the two disciples changed drastically, and they were even more surprised. The red-scarred disciple whispered in the ear of the black-faced disciple, jumped forward, and flew quickly towards the door.

"A few of you, waiting outside the door, Senior Brother has already informed Senior Brother in charge that you are not allowed to step into Chu Yunfeng for half a step without permission. The black-faced disciple put away the surprised expression on his face, pinched the trick in his hand and hit two essences on the two psychic pillars, and sat directly in the middle of the main door and closed his eyes.

Fan Chen looked at the two psychic pillars, his expression moved, he retreated, and sat on the side to observe.

Zheng Xuan also sat beside him, followed his gaze, and asked suspiciously, "Master, these two pillars look crystal clear, what kind of material are they made of?"

"My good man, I see that this pillar looks like it is made of thousand-year-old spirit jade, and it has a strong aura, but the appearance is too monotonous, and I think I should change it, for example, carve a unicorn on it. Fan Chen's hand was habitually placed on Zheng Xuan's head again, and he circled in a clockwise direction.

"That must be pretty!" Zheng Xuan's eyes lit up, staring at the pillar and imagining.

"Do you like it too?" Fan Chen smiled maliciously.

Lan Feng stood at the door for a long time, and didn't see the Red Scar disciple come out, so he walked up to Fan Chen, took back his waist card, and said strangely: "Big brother, why are you ...... the name on this waist card?"

"Oh, your waist card is wrong, big brother will help you change it. Fan Chen's gaze changed back and forth on the two psychic pillars, and from time to time he stretched out his hand to gesture at something, paused slightly, and handed the waist card to Lan Feng.

Lan Feng looked at the name on the waist card, there was a word of suffering, his divine sense swept over the waist card, and strangely found that there was no trace of spiritual power fluctuation on the waist card, and he wondered in his heart: "Could it be that there is something wrong with my divine sense?"

Fan Chen suddenly looked up at him the moment Lan Feng's divine sense probed into the waist card.

Lan Feng closed his eyes and calmed down, and his divine sense probed again, and found that there was indeed no spiritual power fluctuation on the waist card. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, this waist card must have been destroyed by the coercion of the enchantment when he broke into the beast area at that time, no wonder the eldest brother could easily engrave words on it.

In the cave house in the mountain behind Chu Yunfeng, there is a circular high platform, and there is a red chair on the high platform, and there is no one on it.

Suddenly, a bagua-shaped circle of light faintly appeared in the cave. At this moment, on the chair, an old man in a black robe appeared like a ghost, his eyes were closed, and his gray hair was windless.

The aperture became brighter and brighter, and then a black-clothed disciple walked out of it, knelt on the ground, clasped his hands into fists and said, "Master, the gatekeeper disciple came to report and said that Lan Feng ...... It's back!"