Under the scorching sun, Chen Feng sat cross-legged on the mountain lawn, his hands formed a mysterious seal, and the breath of the whole person was extremely calm.

The water flows in the east, the leaves fall one after another, and the time of five years is like quicksand between the fingers, quietly gone, but the Confession Cliff is still a forbidden place for Tianjun Peak, and few people come.

If a disciple of the sect climbed the Confession Cliff at this time, he would find that the Yin Yang Pond turned into by the Spring of the Spirit Eye, the light had become extremely dim, and the medicine garden shrouded by the gravitational glow seemed to have been looted and ravaged, and it was messy.

If it weren't for the gravitational halo around the cliff of confession, which became more and more thick and viscous, it really gave people a sense of decay.

Chen Feng was sitting on the rocks of the mountain, and his skin was densely packed with figures performing thousands of martial arts, and even his body was sharply bound.

As Chen Feng gradually revealed a heavy eight-layer aura of Qi refining, the martial arts figure circulating on the surface of his skin actually emerged from his body, turning into a remnant of light and shadow around the deity where Chen Feng was sitting.

In a short time, the vast mountain floor was almost occupied by many remnants of martial arts, each with different moves, but there was no sound.

In the process of many light and shadow remnants, silently practicing thousands of martial arts, its power is very spectacular.

Because the gravitational halo is getting thicker and thicker, the relationship that completely closes the Confession Cliff has become an isolated place as early as three years ago, and even Hao Deyong and Mo Hua have never come up again.

After a stick of incense, accompanied by Chen Feng's deity sitting on the mountain lawn, a faint white aura evaporated from the top of his head, and countless martial arts afterimages. Only then did it shrink back into its flesh, hidden in Chen Feng's skin.

After finishing the cultivation of the Mad Demon Fight, Chen Feng was extremely single. He fell to the ground with a thud, drenched in sweat.

"Five years have passed, not only has the sect welcomed a group of new disciples, but even Tianjun Peak has also filled in a few new disciples, don't you plan to go out of the confession cliff?" Qiu Hong's words in the cave looked quite weak.

Chen Feng posed in a large shape and lay on the rock. His eyes looked at the scorching sun in the sky, and he said lightly: "Recently, it has been a lot hotter on the Confession Cliff, the peak of these giant peaks of the Thousand Machine Sect. Isn't it the closest place to the sky!"

Hearing Chen Feng's questioning and brainless words, Qiu Hong had already walked out of the cave: "In five years, you stinky boy seems to have become a lot more stable. ”

"If you are beaten every day. I can't get up!"

Chen Feng didn't get up. Lying on the ground and smiling faintly, it seems that he is enjoying a rare comfortable rest.

"Although I haven't seen through your immortal body and the secrets hidden in it, I really can't afford to raise you, look at what you've done, not only have you devoured the fountain of spiritual eyes, but also ruined my medicine garden!" Qiu Hong looked at the medicine garden that seemed to have been gnawed by a flock of sheep, and his wrinkled old face couldn't help but show a look of annoyance.

"There's good stuff to sit with. It's also a pity, I'll pay you back when I'm rich,......" Chen Feng smiled lightly. made Qiu Hong's old face twitch with pain.

"Also~~~ You stinky boy is already struggling to cope with his own cultivation, what can I pay back? I now already extremely regret that I brought you to the Confession Cliff, and after five years of cultivation, I am just a low-level cultivator of the eighth level of qi refining, it is estimated that in the Thousand Machines Sect, there is no disciple who is more wasteful than you, don't say that I taught you in the future, so you don't have to embarrass me. Qiu Hong roared with a strange expression.

"Old fellow, what's in that cave? You've been out a lot less recently, and your breath seems to be getting weaker and weaker!" Chen Feng smiled awkwardly and got up lazily and asked the old man.

"I'm not down enough to worry about you, the three techniques of Engraving Technique, Killing Step, and Mad Demon Fighting have all been taught to you, even if you mix up in the Confession Cliff again, you won't get any benefits. Qiu Hong said with an old face.

"In five years, it's not enough to master the surface of these three exercises, and you're too irresponsible, right?" Chen Feng stood at will, and the whole person not only had a peaceful breath, but also did not have any authority.

"A waste like you who cultivates slowly into the realm, even if you are given another five years, it will not be much better. Qiu Hong rolled his eyes and said.

"How's it going? I haven't competed for some days, do you dare to compete with me again? Chen Feng had a bright smile on his face and said provocatively to Qiu Hong.

"With a stinky fart like you, even if you practice for another hundred years, you won't be my opponent. The thin old man looked at Chen Feng squarely, and in the process of adjusting his breath, he no longer had the relaxed color of five years ago.

Seeing that Chen Feng was standing there at will, and he didn't mean to make a move, Qiu Hong adjusted to the breath of the eighth layer of qi refining, and the physical strength corresponding to Chen Feng was released, and a burst of light burst came out from his feet, and his body had already jumped up.

"Boom~~~"

Qiu Hong slammed his leg towards Chen Feng's head, but he didn't dodge or dodge, and when his leg strength exploded, he stubbornly withstood Qiu Hong's attack.

Even the space accompanied Chen Feng's figure, and there was a slight vibration.

Chen Feng, who was hit in the side of the head by one leg, didn't even blink his eyes, and there was still a flat smile on his face.

"Bang!bang!bang~~~"

Once Qiu Hong's offensive was launched, it was like a stormy wave, constantly pouring on Chen Feng's body.

In the explosion of power that piled up on the surface of his body as if he was flipping the dimension, although Chen Feng shook a little, he retained a relaxed color.

"Woo~~~"

Hit on the chin by Qiu Hong's huge uppercut, Chen Feng raised his head slightly, his feet only rose one foot above the ground, but the weight of his body increased sharply, and with a momentum that was as immobile as a peak, he fell to the ground with a bang.

Facing Chen Feng's condescending gaze, the thin old man's continuous offensive was blocked for the first time, and his figure retreated some distance.

"It's really weak......"

Chen Feng touched his chin, which was slightly scratched, and grinned with disapproval.

"Buzz~~~"

Before Chen Feng could finish speaking, his body was already twisted and arched by the strong force.

Looking at Qiu Hong's crazy punch and digging it into his abdomen, Chen Feng's eyes were bulging.

"If you want to look down on me, you're still early!"

Qiu Hong's figure that had retreated into the distance before dissipated in the explosion, and a streamer fist hit Chen Feng's cheek, and while he was put down cleanly, the thin old man said with a shameless smile.

Chen Feng, whose body was upside down on the ground, only felt that he was being beaten and turned around, and even the side of his face was swollen.

It took a long time for Chen Feng to come back to his senses in the dizziness, grinning and calming the wounds in his body.

"You are a villain who doesn't count...... Chen Feng stared at Qiu Hong with disdain.

"If you want to blame, you can only blame you for being too weak, even if your body is different from ordinary people, what if you are not a cultivator of the eighth level of Qi refining, in the face of the absolute rank gap, you are not vulnerable at all. Qiu Hong smiled proudly.

"As long as you give me enough time, what is your level...... Chen Feng jumped into the Yin Yang Pond and said with contempt for Qiu Hong.

"Now you don't have the capital to be rampant, if you want to live for a long time, you have to learn to cultivate obscurity, you not only need enough time, but also need the support of huge cultivation resources. Seeing the power of ice and fire in the Spirit Eye Spring constantly pouring into Chen Feng's body, Qiu Hong even showed a look of despair.

"Anyway, the Spring of the Spiritual Eye is not as good as before, it's better to make a little contribution to me later, and that tattered medicine garden, I believe that a big hand like you will not care about it, and when I leave, I will help you clean it up." Chen Feng looked greedy, as if he was taking the opportunity to take revenge.

Qiu Hong's old eyes showed tiredness, and he glanced at Chen Feng calmly: "There is nothing important, don't go back to the Confession Cliff." ”

Watching Qiu Hong return to the cave, Chen Feng asked with a surprised face, "Old man, don't you have anything to tell and remind me?"

Time passed slowly, until the fountain of spiritual eyes in which Chen Feng was located disappeared, and he still did not get an answer from the old man.

Squeezed into the medicine garden shrouded in gravity, dug out the rhizomes of the elixir and put them into the storage bag, Chen Feng didn't see the old man come out to stop it.

Until Chen Feng cleared the medicine garden, the Confession Cliff seemed unusually quiet.

Chen Feng, who took a deep breath, did not say goodbye to the old man, but looked solemn, knelt outside the cave, and kowtowed respectfully three times, then got up and walked towards Yunmu Bridge, and his figure gradually disappeared in the majestic gravity halo.

Compared with the mountain road where Chen Feng climbed Tianjun Peak five years ago, although his body was twisted this time, it was not too difficult, and every step of his heavy footsteps seemed to contain the hardships of cultivation in the past five years.

In the past five years, although Chen Feng felt Qiu Hong's strangeness, he did not enter the cave to explore, and he did not ask the old man too much.

Halfway up the mountain, Chen Feng just glanced at the still majestic Tianjun Palace, and then walked towards the Zhongling Valley on the lower peak.

"The Glorious Ceremony is not the only chance in life, you don't need to be discouraged, as long as you can keep cultivating hard, sooner or later you will have the opportunity to make a name for yourself......" As soon as he arrived at Zhong Ling Valley, Chen Feng had already heard the familiar words of Senior Brother Hao Deyong.

Seeing that Hao Deyong was unraveling the three new disciples, Chen Feng couldn't help but show a faint smile on his face.

Because Chen Feng didn't hide his aura, not only Hao Deyong, but even the three new disciples who looked a little depressed quickly found out about his arrival.

"Little junior brother, you ......"

Finding Chen Feng wearing a black robe, Hao Deyong seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Hello brother. ”

Chen Feng bowed to Hao Deyong with a refreshing smile.

"Ha Lu Ha~~~ Are you surprised to see me come down as a genius......" Hao Deyong's face was strange, but what he thought of was Chen Feng's stinky fart, and Ha Lu Ha laughed.

"Isn't that how it should be?"

The burly old man seemed to be greeting with a lot of melon seeds, and he didn't understand Chen Feng's style. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please read it on m.biquge.info. )