"Let's be honest, whether it is the Yuan Emperor or the princes, in fact, it is just a cycle of heaven. "The old way is upright, it's very similar to that, "The Yuan Emperor family is also famous on this continent, otherwise why is this continent called Xuanyuan Continent." ”

When everyone heard this, they thought about it and thought that it was like that, and they nodded their heads one after another.

Cheng Yunfan saw that Lao Dao knew so much, and he wanted to know who he was, so he said: "Senior, I really want to know, who are you?"

"Who am I?" Lao Dao laughed out loud, got up and walked towards the void, chanting as he walked: I am a pine on the mountain, I am a cultivator in the world, I am an immortal in the sky, and I am a ghost under the Yuan Tribulation.

The sound became more and more faint, and I couldn't hear it anymore, and I couldn't see anyone anymore.

Everyone was surprised, but the old man suddenly appeared on the boulder, grabbed Yin Changan's arm and jumped into the air, turned away, and left only a sentence in the void: "I'll take this son away first." ”

This time it was really gone, so that Cheng Yunfan and Feng Ming on the boulder looked at each other.

"Who the hell is this person?" Cheng Yunfan muttered to himself.

"Who is it?" Feng Ming Zhenren frowned, "Actually, I don't know much, I only know that our Pure Yang Sword Sect is the one that the Divine Transformation Cultivator also calls Xiao Zu when he sees it." ”

"What?" Cheng Yunfan asked in surprise, "You Pure Yang Sword Sect still have Avatar Cultivators!"

"Of course. Feng Ming Zhenren looked at Yunfan like an idiot, and said disdainfully, "The major factions actually have them, but they are all elusive, most of them are walking in the world, sharpening their Dao hearts, and surviving the catastrophe of the five decays of heaven and man, unless the world is in great calamity, they will not show up, that is, the sect is destroyed, I guess they don't bother to care." ”

Feng Ming Zhenren's words shocked Cheng Yunfan very much, but about the origin of the Taoist was even more surprised, according to Feng Ming Zhenren, probably hundreds of years ago, this Taoist came to Chunyang, and actually went straight into the secret room left by the patriarch of the sect, and found a rusty sword out, it was the patriarch of the sect of the year, the ancestor of the sword of the sect, the ancestor of the day of ascension said: "In the future, if someone can enter this thing and find my magic sword, it can be said that the little ancestor of my disciples, regard it as me, and do not neglect it." ”

In this way, this Taoist who didn't know his origin became the little ancestor of the Pure Yang Sword Sect, and the whole sect was as respectful as a god, but fortunately, this Taoist rarely showed up, and he didn't interfere in the affairs of Pure Yang, and he was at ease.

"Brother Dao, where are you going, I'm going back to the sect, by the way, go and see Naqishan, why don't you go together?" Cheng Yunfan saw that the two had nothing to talk about, so he asked politely.

"No, no, no, you go by yourself, Xiao Zu just said, the Pure Yang Sword Sect must not interfere, if there is a violation, you will not be spared, you can not harm me." Feng Mingzhen's face turned pale, and he hurriedly gave up his hand and walked away.

Cheng Yunfan didn't say anything when he saw this, the two of them when he came, and now he is one, and he is also happy to be at ease, but he is not only concerned about Yin Changan's safety at all, maybe it is still the big opportunity of that kid.

Thinking of this, I went first to see Tang Nanfeng of Jiuyang Stone, and I was very relieved to see that he was recovering.

Suddenly thought of something, I couldn't help but go to see Tang Nanfeng's crotch, I really saw a ghost, I was said by the old Taoist priest, my face turned red, and I went out of the Jiuyang Stone space, and used the Wanli transmission note to send a message to Lu Zhengyi and Li Zhangmen, saying that they were going out to travel, and the time was uncertain, so they took care of themselves.

Then Edgeworth, all the way to Qishan.

Qishan, far in the northwest, is still nearly a thousand miles away from the Taibai Mountain Domain where the Pure Yang Sword Sect is located, and it has reached the last outer edge of the Taibai Mountain Domain, the plateau is magnificent, and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, which is actually another scene.

Cheng Yunfan looked at the clump of dwarf mountains in front of him, it was difficult to associate it with "Fengming Qi Mountain", this is not Zhong Lingyuxiu, and the Phoenix Divine Bird will land here?

It's either that the phoenix is stupid, or there are articles here.

There is only one monk sect called Baoji Temple and the Five Swords Sect here, and the highest cultivation in the door is less than Jindan, and the small Fang Market is unsightly.

Although Cheng Yunfan changed his line, hid his cultivation, and turned into a casual cultivator in his twenties in the early stage of foundation building, sitting in a restaurant, I don't know if the news of the Qishan landslide did not spread, or if someone had already entered, and there were not many monks in the city to discuss this matter.

I had been drinking tea, and I saw a monk with a thief in his arms carrying a thing, came to the guests and asked in a low voice, seeing that several people ignored him, and couldn't help muttering a few words, "I don't know the goods, this is a good thing found from the ruins, and others can't get it if they want it!"

Cheng Yunfan was stunned, and was about to ask what the ruins were.

Syllable!

On the door frame on the second floor of this restaurant, he bumped into a strong monk wearing a coarse cloth shirt and thick eyebrows, but he rubbed his head and broke in and looked at a few people in the room.

Seeing this just now, the monk hurriedly hid the secret scroll in his hand into his arms, and arched his hand to the strong monk: "Shi Daoyou is invited!"

As he spoke, he was about to say goodbye, but he stopped him than the strong man and said: "The third rat, the broken picture in your hand is a treasure for you, and others are rare." Don't worry, no one is robbing you of your things, and Lao Tzu is not here to trouble you!"

The strong monk glanced at everyone disdainfully, turned his head to look at Cheng Yunfan, straightened his sleeves, and said solemnly: "This senior, my master wants me to invite him, and I have already gone to talk about it, I don't know if the senior is free now? ”

Cheng Yunfan glanced at this strong monk who had recklessly barged in, and asked flatly, "Who is your master, and what is the matter with inviting me?"

The strong monk arched his hand and said: "The master of my family is the head of the Mingfeng Sect, and his surname is Chenggao. We are inviting friends to gather together, regardless of their origins, regardless of their cultivation, to discuss a major event. The strength of the seniors is fully qualified to participate. I hope that the seniors can go there, and when they get to the place, the seniors will naturally know what is going on. ”

After the strong man finished speaking, he looked at the other Qi cultivators proudly.

Cheng Yunfan couldn't help frowning.

Mingfeng Sect, what is it? Why have I never heard of it, obviously this is just a small sect of monks who can't be smaller. I've only heard of a few Jin Dan cultivators here, and they've been living in seclusion, but I don't know if it's hidden in this Mingfeng Sect.

When the other monks heard the name of the Mingfeng Sect, their faces changed slightly.

Cheng Yunfan groaned slightly, and asked the man, "Tell me about the situation of your Mingfeng Sect?"

The man hesitated for a moment and said: "Senior, although there are Baoji Temple and Five Swords Sect in Qishan Fangyuan, but with strength, our Mingfeng Sect is the strongest, and the main cultivation of the sect is already a half-step Jindan, which is not far from the Jindan period." He is the monk who is most likely to step into the Jindan period. ”

Cheng Yunfan's expression was indifferent, but he was thinking quickly in his heart.

Thinking of this, he said to the strong man: "I have other affairs on my body, so I can't go and meet with your sect master." You're good to go. ”

The strong man monk was stunned, but immediately said quickly: "Since the senior doesn't want to go to my master's banquet, he doesn't dare to force it. However, my master had already invited a dozen foundation building monks, and it was just three days later in the evening. If the seniors feel willing to participate after careful consideration, then please go to Yadong Xiaozhu near Fang City, report your name, and you can join. ”

The strong monk bowed slightly, and then left the restaurant.

Cheng Yunfan stayed in the restaurant for a while, and then walked around the city, and after buying a few pieces of local unique Mingfeng stones in the hands of a vendor, he talked with the vendor, and when the vendor heard that he had rejected the invitation of the Mingfeng Sect, his face changed greatly, and then he talked about some rumors about this sect leader.

It turned out that this sect master had already built a complete foundation and had been trying to find a way to break through the bottleneck of Jindan, but the opportunity was not enough, and he had been stuck in this bottleneck for decades, and he had not been able to break through this bottleneck.

This sect leader ******** put all this in this regard, and apart from this matter, he would not care much about other things at all. So the vendor guessed that he had gathered so many foundation building monks that should have something to do with the Jindan bottleneck. Otherwise, there is no reason to work so hard.

If this is the case, Cheng Yunfan would like to go and see what kind of famous hall, after all, he is looking for the legendary tomb of the Yuan Emperor under the collapsed Qishan Mountain within a radius of hundreds of miles, like a headless fly.

Three days later, after carefully considering the pros and cons, Cheng Yunfan decided to go to the gathering held by the sect leader.

This cliff is not far away, and on the easternmost cliff wall of this canyon, there is a hidden cave wall hall. In front of the main hall, rows of red-clothed Mingfeng Sect monks stood on the path leading to the mountain cliff, blown by the terrible mountain wind, but their feet did not move.

At this time, there were monks dressed in various colors near the cliff, very capable, obviously the subordinates of those foundation building monks. Their leader was discussing important matters in the Yadong Xiaozhu, and these Qi cultivation monks were guarding nearby.

Only the monks of the foundation building period can go up to this small building in the east of the cliff, and they can report their names, and the monks who guard them will not seriously verify their identities. There is no restriction on identity at this party.

Cheng Yunfan reported his name, went straight through the guarded path, and came to the main hall of the small building in the east of the cliff.

......

"Oh, isn't this Sect Master Wang, Brother Wang can come, Si is so honored!"

"Hehe, Brother Si has always been good!"

"Thanks to the blessing of the king's brother, it's very good, please!" The master of the sect, who was the host, stood at the door of the main hall to greet the guests. From time to time, someone in the hall let out an exclamation, whispering that a certain and well-known cult leader had also come to participate in this gathering.

Cheng Yunfan casually reported a name here, and his cultivation was not high, so it was naturally impossible to get much attention. When Cheng Yunfan arrived, the sect leader only arched his hand slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Cheng Yunfan walked into the main hall.

This hall is actually a large stone room hollowed out, which is hundreds of zhang wide and very empty, and there are some simple stone tables and chairs.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen foundation-building monks in the main hall, in groups of three or five, occupying a place in the hall, talking in a low voice. It is obvious from their costumes that their identities and origins are very messy, and most of them are casual cultivators.