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"This is the Pulpit Rock?"

Ning Feng looked over curiously. (Please search Bayi Chinese Net, the fastest updated novel website!)

Shen Zhaoxuan was very considerate of the new disciple's feelings, and stood aside with a smile without urging.

A hundred zhang away in front of you is the preaching rock.

The preaching rock is like a strange peak protruding, protruding from the body of Tianyun Peak for hundreds of zhang square, even if no less than dozens of people gather on it, it does not appear crowded.

On the sunny side of Tianyun Peak, there are already clouds gathering in the sky, and the protrusion of the preaching rock is like an island and reef floating in the sea of clouds, fluttering as if it is about to fly through the air.

"This is what the preaching rock actually looks like. ”

Ning Feng muttered after taking in the vision in front of him.

In his imagination, when there are glorious buildings and heavy accumulations, there may be monuments, and there will be a statue standing on it, and it is written that at such and such a time, so-and-so patriarch preached in this category.

After seeing the true face of the preaching rock, although it was completely different from his imagination, Ning Feng would not be disappointed.

The preaching rock is indeed a rock, and in the very center, there is a dark purple stone horizontally, and the stone is concave downward in the middle, like the marks of a person who has been sitting for a long time.

In front of this dark purple pulpit stone, seven pale yellow futons were lined up, and there were already four people sitting on them, the last two being the willow cicada and the wooden tree.

Ning Feng saw that the named disciples and vassals and disciples he saw on the road were all standing respectfully on the periphery with their hands tied, holding their breath, and they didn't even have a sound of conversation.

If it weren't for the fact that their expressions all showed a strong look of expectation, Ning Feng would have thought that they were all clay sculptures and wood carvings.

"It turns out that only our own disciples have a place. ”

Ning Feng looked at the four people on the futon, the three empty positions, and then looked at the people who were standing waiting to hear the sermon, and then looked at the futons, and his eyes were suddenly different.

Obviously it is an ordinary futon, but on the preaching rock, it is invisibly endowed with a certain noble and sacred taste.

"Senior brother, look at the above. ”

Shen Zhaoxuan quietly waited for Ning Feng to see that it was almost over, and stretched out his hand to point above the Dao Rock.

"It's ......"

Ning Feng followed what he was hoping for, and couldn't help but open his mouth, shocked by the scene in front of him.

Above the preaching rock, in the vast sea of clouds, there are countless dark purple stones floating, up and down, up and down, up and down, like the sun rising and the moon setting, and the stars are faint.

"On each of these sermon stones, there was once a patriarch of our Tianyun lineage sitting on it and opening the avenue. ”

Shen Zhaoxuan's voice was full of reverence, his eyes moved with the ups and downs of the sermon stones, and he said in an emotional voice: "The ancestor preaches on it, and the sermon stones will naturally be infected with the rhyme of the Tao and have their own spirituality.

When the patriarch ascends or the immortal goes, the descendants will stimulate the spirituality in the stone, make it fly in the sky, above the nine heavens, and watch the future generations preach.

To show respect, to show not to forget. ”

Ning Feng listened to it in his ears and didn't look back, just like Shen Zhaoxuan, his eyes were fixed on the sermon stones, and he could vaguely feel the different charms from them.

"Is this the rhyme?"

Ning Feng didn't know the answer, but he knew that it was not an easy thing to let a stone fly, for many years, and never fall.

On the preaching rock, you can see the dotted preaching stones sinking and floating in the sea of clouds, which can only be as Shen Zhaoxuan said, the Tao rhyme is impregnated, so that the stubborn stone also nods for it.

"Thinking of the great power of the predecessors, leisurely fascinated, I really wish that one day I could climb the preaching rock and open the preaching avenue; after leaving this world, there will be a preaching stone that will last forever for the memory of the later generations. ”

Shen Zhaoxuan sighed, Ning Fengzhen glanced at each other, and both of them saw the same desire in each other's eyes, and looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go. ”

Shen Zhaoxuan took the lead and walked towards the preaching rock.

Ning Feng followed, stepping on it in a few breaths.

The sea of clouds in the sky seems to know that this is the sacred place of the heavenly clouds, and the clouds and mist will roll back when they lick the edge, and they will collapse and disperse when they are halfway through, so that the faint smoke and clouds are steaming, isolating the pulpit into two heavens.

One step ago, it was still in the world.

One step later, the heavenly palace que.

There is no splendid palace on the preaching rock, but there are quaint rocks that have been precipitated by vicissitudes, and they have a rich charm.

Ning Feng walked over step by step, passing through a group of registered disciples, vassals and fellow disciples, and walked to the front of the seven futons.

Shen Zhaoxuan walked to the third futon, and Ning Feng walked to the seventh futon and sat down.

Next to it, it is a small wooden tree.

Mu Xiaoshu writhed on the futon, looking very nervous, and felt that something was wrong all over his body.

Seeing Ning Feng sit down, he let out a sigh of relief, as if he was not so nervous if someone was in company.

Ning Feng nodded at him, crossed the wooden tree, and saw that Liu Yicicada also had a small face, and his body was straight without squinting, and he couldn't help but smile.

"Well, what about Senior Brother?"

Ning Feng remembered the situation on the seven futons, after he and Shen Zhaoxuan arrived, the only vacant one was the senior brother position.

He was curious about this only senior brother Tianyun who had not yet met, and he thought that he could see it this time, but it seemed unlikely.

At this time, no one has arrived, and the possibility of recurrence is very small.

Ning Feng was thinking wildly, and the sound of clouds and clouds suddenly came from outside the preaching rock, as if the sea of clouds was stirred by something, as if it was boiling.

He turned his head to see that outside the preaching stage, there were many shadows in the shadows.

"It's the Lord of Zhufeng Mountain, and a personal disciple they are optimistic about. ”

Ning Feng glanced at it and identified the people who were divided into eight groups, each with one side.

Among them, behind Shen Budo, the head of the Divine Palace, is Chen Xiwei.

When Ning Feng looked over, Shen Budo was doing something casually, pulling through the clouds and kneading them together, condensing into a cloud bed and sitting down, Chen Xiwei naturally stood behind him respectfully.

She was dressed like before, but Ning Feng's eyes were sharp, and at a glance, she saw that Chen Xiweihao had an extra golden bracelet on her wrist, shining with spiritual light, and she couldn't describe the agility in it.

"It seems that Chen Xiwei is quite favored by the head of the Divine Palace, not only brought her to participate in the master**, but also gave her treasures?"

Ning Feng looked at it, and the two looked at each other.

Chen Xiwei glared at him, looking angry.

"Uh~"

Ning Feng was puzzled, "Where did you provoke her again?"

The daughter's mind was hard to guess, Ning Feng shrugged his shoulders and looked at others.

At this glance, he saw something strange.

Each of them used his own means, and the Zhufeng Mountain Lords who were in place as if Shen Budo had two of the personal disciples they brought turned out to be blue and swollen.

"What did these two do?"

Ning Feng wanted to take another look, but as a result, the masters of the two new disciples, the two masters of the first line, immediately noticed that his gaze was faint.

God knows what's going on, but both of them have straight faces, and they know at a glance that they are not in a good mood.

"Forget it. ”

It was okay to be glared at by Chen Xi, Ning Feng didn't want the two mountain masters to come like this, so he quickly withdrew his gaze.

As soon as he raised his head, the moment he came back to his senses, the dark purple sermon stone was still empty, and as soon as he was about to look away, there was a blur on the sermon stone, and the figure of Shizun Tianyunzi suddenly appeared on it.

Tian Yunzi did not wear the usual yellow robes on weekdays, but wore the iconic white clothes and gold threads of the Sun God Palace.

"This is the Golden Threaded Clothes?"

Ning Feng's eyes widened, and he clearly saw that Tianyunzi was surrounded by a faint white light, which set off the whole person as if surrounded by light, and it was no matter how dazzling it was.

"Disciple, meet Master!"

The six true legends of Tianyun and the same vein present all stood up respectfully and paid their respects.

Tianyunzi's expression today is very different from the past, and his body is full of indifference, alienation, and long-term taste, as if he has come out of eternity.

He nodded slightly, and flicked his fingers on the jade chime beside him.

"Wow~"

With a melodious sound, the audience bowed, and even the mountain lords who sat high on the clouds also owed their respects.

The sermon began.

Ning Feng was sitting precariously, engrossed, staring at Tianyunzi's lips, waiting for his master to speak.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths.

After three full breaths, Ning Feng's eyes were sour, and he saw that Tianyunzi's lips were pursed even tighter, and he didn't mean to speak at all.

Ning Feng was about to blink when Tianyunzi moved.

He does not move his mouth, but his hands.

Tian Yunzi didn't glance at it, and one hand was slowly raised, facing everyone from afar.

"What is this?"

Ning Feng was confused, and the next moment, his whole body trembled, and his expression changed greatly.

In his perception, with the movement of raising his hand, it was not Tianyunzi who sat on the pulpit, but a round of the sky.

The great sun shines, covering up a qiē.

Ning Feng couldn't see Tianyunzi in his eyes, he could only see a big hand condensed purely by the Great Sun Divine Light, slowly pushing out from the sun.

"Huhuhu~~Huhu~~~"

Obviously, there was no sound, and there was no wind on the preaching rock, and the sound of a strong wind whistling through Ning Feng's mind appeared.

Before his eyes, the whole world was hazy and dim, as if the figure on the preaching stone had taken away a bit of light and heat, as if suspended in the endless night sky.

In the blink of an eye, the scorching, scorching, wind, filled with the light of the sun gods, blew quickly.

The sun divine wind and the body, Ning Feng stiffened, in addition to feeling the endless light and heat, he could also vaguely feel that there were countless beams of light composed of more subtle things in the divine wind, piercing every inch of the body.

In a trance, Ning Feng felt that the stars were falling all over the sky, and his perception was disordered, like a wanderer in the wind, completely unable to control himself.

This feeling only lasted for a short moment, and the whole world seemed to fade away from night and return to its original appearance.

"Whew~"

Ning Feng exhaled and looked in horror.

On the pulpit stone, Tianyunzi looked indifferent, and slowly withdrew his palm, as if nothing had happened.

Looking at the master sitting on the pulpit, Ning Feng realized something, closed his eyes, kept recalling, and firmly engraved the feelings of the previous moment in his memory.

"I see, I see!"

In Ning Feng's mind, Hong Zhong's voice sounded:

"The master doesn't say a word, the evolution is clear, and it is clear that the Sun God Palace will be all kinds of ** in this way, so that we can have a personal understanding, so that we can go back and choose one to major in the major. ”

"No wonder this sermon will be held when the three of us are just getting started, and no wonder the Zhufeng Mountain Master will come with new disciples. ”

"Nothing better than good intentions. ”

Ning Feng opened his eyes again after confirming that he had firmly remembered the previous feeling and would not forget it.

"That was the solar wind just now, right? I don't know which gate it is in the Shrine?"

On the pulpit stone, Tianyunzi was still sitting cross-legged, his arms slowly open.

Ning Feng's body suddenly tensed, staring closely at Tianyunzi's movements, not daring to miss a thousandth of a moment.

"What will it be this time?"