Outside the Jingyue Palace, the smoke of the three-legged incense tripod rises, and the ancestral memorial ceremony is particularly solemn.

Chen Feng, who was sitting on the Taishi chair, couldn't help frowning when he saw his sister-in-law, who was under ten years old and had just entered the sect, standing in a large area.

Among the Immortal Cultivation Sects, although there are many younger children, most of them are the younger generation of children of the big family, and ignorant children like the new disciples of Jingyue Peak are really too rare.

"The place of cultivation is still different from other sects, especially in troubled times, children who cannot survive are more common, and the mystical Dao method is secondary to them, and it is good to have a place to shelter without worrying about food and clothing. As if sensing Chen Feng's thoughts, Qiao Xueqing, who was dressed as a man, explained softly.

When it comes to the nunnery, Chen Feng's first thought is to see through the red dust woman escaping into the empty door, but the current situation is a little different.

"Maybe these girls don't know what kind of day they will face in the future, do they really have a chance to choose if they join this kind of place?" Looking at a group of cautious sisters-in-law, Chen Feng sighed with a little emotion.

"The most important thing is to be alive, even if Jingyue Peak is lonely, it is also a branch of the Thousand Machines Sect, some people want to come in and have no way out, just these little guys, they can't be selected by chance. Qiao Xueqing took a deep breath and said lightly.

"Senior sister, it's almost time to start ......"

The old lady in the gray robe looked at the people sitting on the two rows of Taishi chairs outside the Jingyue Palace, and she was a lot more cautious.

"Wait, I'm afraid of those who come to watch the ceremony. It's still far from there. The scarf girl Ciyan said calmly.

Seeing that the people with noble status in the sect were arriving one after another, the new disciple ceremony of Jingyue Peak's lineage was not only beyond Ciyan's expectations. It's a little out of her control.

"The first seat of the Tibetan Scripture Peak has arrived, and the congratulatory gifts are four parts of the Qingming Sutra, two of the Shutian Sutra, the Vientiane Hand, the Golden Body of the Hades, and the Immovable Holy Brahma Seal......" In the voice of a sister-in-law's announcement, Li Lin, the first seat of the Tibetan Scripture Peak in a gorgeous costume, had already appeared on the Jingyue Pavilion Square with a smile on his face.

The bells in the main hall echo melodiously, giving people a feeling of washing away the lead, and seeing that the auspicious time has come. There are more and more people who come to Jingyue Peak to watch the ceremony.

"The first seat of Cuizhu Peak has arrived, and a pair of wind and thunder bamboo Ruyi, a mandala screen, and a pair of Wutanvara bracelets have been sent......" In the announcement, Liu Yayuan took the disciples of the lineage. He has already handed over the congratulatory gift to the disciple of Jingyue Peak.

Regarding Liu Yayuan's arrival, Chen Feng pursed his lips, and even his eyelids drooped. It doesn't seem to be welcome.

"Hao Nian Peak disciple Huang Wenji to ......"

"The first seat of Tianjun Peak came to watch the ceremony......"

One after another announcements rang out. It made the disciples of Jingyue Peak more and more surprised.

Although the number of seats outside the main hall continued to increase, in the process of the arrival of people with status one after another, Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing, who were sitting on the Taishi chair, did not move.

"Chen Feng, if you don't go back to the Tibetan Scripture Peak, where did I go, but I didn't expect to get into the Jingyue Peak lineage where the sect is all female disciples, you can't be so shameless as a person......" Huang Wenji came to Chen Feng's side, laughing quietly and putting on a disdainful face.

"I see that your fat pig tastes very good with it. There is no future for gnawing on the poop pulled out by others, and it is embarrassing to come here instead of coming here. It's better to squint at the Tibetan Scripture Peak earlier. Chen Feng lit a cigarette with an unscrupulous face, not saving face for Huang Wenji at all.

Just when Huang Wenji's face was hideous and he wanted to turn his face violently, Chen Feng smiled and glanced at the young monk opposite who also had a gloomy face: "See? That stinky fart monk looks down on you, before he made a big deal to prove the magic of Buddhism to the younger generation of the sect." ”

"Chen Feng, do you want to stir up trouble or save it, what's the matter, you feel that you can't deal with it, do you want me to come out?" Huang Wenji glanced at the young monk with the Dharma name Shenxiu, and said with a sneer.

"If you're afraid, squeak, anyway, it's not once or twice that you're embarrassed, it is estimated that even if you stay in the Tibetan Scripture Peak for a few years, you are still a tender and tender person who is not in the flow of Buddhism, let alone confirm each other, wait a while to see my brother and I exert power, this kind of showy thing is not suitable for you at all." Chen Feng grinned widely, looking completely disdainful of Huang Wenji.

"I don't know how to write the dead word, I'll watch how you are beaten by the of the man. Huang Wenji's face turned red, and he hummed and returned to the seat closer to Chen Feng.

Although everyone who came to watch the ceremony smiled and greeted, it gave people a feeling that a drunkard did not mean to drink, and since Tian Zhenxiong sat down, his eyes were hidden in the dark, and he glanced at Chen Feng several times with a smile intentionally or unintentionally.

In contrast, Tian Lingshan, who was standing behind Tian Zhenxiong, made no secret of her hostility towards Chen Feng.

As soon as he saw Chen Feng like an uncle, sitting on the Taishi chair and crossing Erlang's legs, Tian Lingshan was angry.

In the eyes of some disciples of Tianjun Peak, Chen Feng's swagger outside like this, and even sitting on an equal footing with Tian Zhenxiong, was a naked insult.

It wasn't until Ruan Yun, the first seat of Doom Peak, arrived, that seeing that the sect leader Su Jinzhen still hadn't appeared, the scarf girl Ciyan was a little undecided.

This time, Jingyue Peak held a ceremony for new disciples, and there were a lot of first-class and powerful disciples from each sect, and as far as the eye could see, the two rows of Taishi chairs in the square in front of the hall were almost all placed at the entrance of the mountain road.

Just the people who entered the square of the Jingyue Hall had to be scrutinized by many powerful people in the sect in turn, and this situation undoubtedly brought a lot of pressure to the disciples of Jingyue Peak.

At this time, Ciyan had also realized that so many people had come to the new disciple ceremony of the lineage, not because everyone attached great importance to Jingyue Peak, but because they were all in the mood to watch a good show, and wanted to take a look at the help invited by Jingyue Peak, and confirm the great power of Buddhism with the people of Tianhai Temple.

"It's really incredible, Jingyue Peak hasn't been so lively for a long time, but what should I do after the burning of the main hall is over?" The gray-robed old lady was even secretly anxious in her heart.

Just looking at the situation, the old sister-in-law also knew that these powerful people in the sect came to Jingyue Peak to see whom.

"Elder of the Demon Sect~~~ Nangong Yan is ......"

The voice of the female disciple of Jingyue Peak looked a little nervous.

A young girl in a bright red cloud smoke gauze dress. The naked two-legged model appeared from the mountain road, which made many powerful people of the Thousand Machine Sect change their faces in surprise.

looked at the woman's face as delicate as the moon. When he walked around, his fair and plump legs showed through the short gauze skirt, and his breasts were even more plump and proud, Chen Feng even wanted to whistle: "She's really cool......"

It seemed that he heard Chen Feng's words, and didn't see the girl in the red gauze skirt make any moves, and the entire Jingyue Peak was already in a faint thought, the ice and snow melted, and the scenery bloomed like a spring flower.

"Nangong Yan. It's been many years since I've seen you walk out of the ancient fishing platform of the Demon Tuo Sect, how can I think of the Thousand Machines Sect this time?" Ruan Yunjiao smiled and glanced at the woman in the red gauze skirt, as if she had crossed paths before.

"The Demon Cultivation Sect is full of smoke and miasma all day long. Where can I compare to your Qianji Mountain Range, the scenery is pleasant, and now there are so many interesting people in the Qianji Sect, there must not be many more than me, if no one minds. Is it good for me to join the Jingyue Peak of the Thousand Machines Sect?" The woman in the red gauze skirt who revealed a faint Jindan monk's aura smiled delicately. Even the scenery of a hundred flowers in full bloom is obscured.

Facing Nangong's beautiful eyes, looking forward to the sparkle and sultry hearts, some of the male cultivators in the square who were not strong were even drowsy, their breathing was slightly short, and their bodies trembled and could not hide their gaffes.

"I didn't expect the Xuanyin bald donkey to come, you are a yin goods who can't get along in Tianhai Temple, and now you want to lead your disciples to the Thousand Machines Sect to develop?" looked at the old monk with a kind face. Nangong Yan smiled and said sarcastically.

The old monk was not annoyed, just smiled and shook his head without speaking.

"Nangong Yan. If you don't put away your foxy posture again, I'm afraid that the male disciples present will have to leak their essence......" Ruan Yun's light cough allowed some low-level male cultivators to get out of the dangerous situation of blood gushing.

"Who doesn't know that your Thousand Machines Sect is full of talents now, and you are very comfortable looking at this little brother. The girl in the red tulle skirt approached Chen Feng charmingly, leaned over and smiled with a show hand on his shoulder.

"The nutrition is really good, it's a pity to be a nun at this level......" Chen Feng looked like a pig brother, his eyes looked at the white and tender plump who walked on the girl's chest, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva while opening his mouth.

Hearing Chen Feng's statement, just when many people were surprised and stunned, the girl in the red gauze skirt put her soft hair on his shoulder, but she suddenly increased her strength, and her charming face also changed.

"Bang~~~"

The Taishi chair under Chen Feng shattered, but his figure remained seated and unmoving.

"Beauty, don't be anxious, I finally got a seat and give some face...... Chen Feng pleaded with a lewd face.

The girl in red pressed her hand and pinched Chen Feng's shoulder to gurgle, but she didn't force him to sit on the ground, but looked at him deeply with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"You're quite bold, I remember you. In the eyes of everyone, the sneer on Nangong Yan's pretty face suddenly became delicate and warm.

Seeing Nangong Yan's uncertain expression, many people couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts.

It wasn't until the woman in the red gauze left with a smile that Chen Feng arched his hand to everyone, looking like he was strong and self-supporting.

arranged for someone to replace Chen Feng, who was in a sitting position, with a Taishi chair, but Ciyan couldn't help but hesitate.

For Nangong Yan, who was dressed in red yarn, standing among the new disciples of Jingyue Peak, many people didn't know how to deal with it.

"The time is almost up, and the ceremony for new disciples can begin. Ruan Yun didn't know if Lu Dao saw Ciyan's embarrassment, or if he intended to push Nangong Yan to join the Jingyue Peak lineage, so he urged with a smile.

Just before Ciyan walked up to the desk and wanted to speak, the young monk sitting on the Taishi chair next to him smiled faintly and spoke first: "Wait......"

"The ceremony of the new disciple is not a trivial matter, not to mention that Nangong Yan is going to join the Jingyue Peak lineage casually, that is, to show the magic powers and treasures of the Buddhist Sect, it can't be taken lightly at all, I don't know how to arrange the Jingyue Peak lineage? Compared with a person like Nangong Yan from the Demon Sect, the little disciple Shenxiu, as an exchange disciple of the Thousand Machines Sect and Tianhai Temple, is more qualified to join Jingyue Peak. The old monk with the Dharma name Xuanyin chuckled and said to Ci Yan.

"Buddhism is about purifying sentient beings, as the so-called putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, why should Master Xuanyin care too much about Nangong Yan's identity. Since Master Shenxiu has the identity of the two sects to exchange disciples, if he wants to join Jingyue Peak, no one will object, and he can stand among the new disciples and receive the ordination together. Ruan Yun had an indifferent attitude.

"Daddy. Can this Jingyue Peak accommodate monks?"

Tian Lingshan, who was standing behind Tian Zhenxiong, looked faintly puzzled.

Tian Zhenxiong just smiled and didn't speak, as if he hadn't heard his daughter's doubts.

"Sect Master Jin Zhen arrives at ......"

While the people who came to watch the ceremony were thinking about it, the announcement of the disciples of Jingyue Peak made many people stand up for it.

"Meet Sect Master Jin Zhen ......"

I saw Su Jinzhen walking up from the mountain road with the support of the maid. Appearing on the square in front of the Jingyue Palace, everyone who got up bowed down one after another.

"It's all exempt, Jingyue Peak is really lively today. Bengong also came to take a look when he had nothing to do, but he didn't expect Nangong Yan to come too. Under the gaze of everyone, Su Jinzhen smiled and walked forward gracefully, and her eyes did not even stop to look at anyone.

For Su Jinzhen's dominant posture. Nangong Yan in a red gauze dress. just smiled coquettishly, which was kind of a response to her.

It wasn't until Su Jinzhen sat on the first Taishi chair on the right-hand side that everyone took their seats.

Feeling Ciyan's embarrassed gaze, Su Jinzhen looked at the sky with a smile, as if she had hidden a lot of thoughts: "The ceremony of the new disciples of the sect really can't be hasty, do you have any arrangements for Ciyan before this?"

Unable to guess Su Jinzhen's thoughts, Ciyan couldn't help but glance at Chen Feng, and said cautiously: "Return to the sect master." Jingyue Peak has withered in the lineage of talents, and there is really no one who can confirm the magical powers of Buddhism with Tianhai Temple. Therefore, Ciyan invited Chen Feng, who was practicing at the Tibetan Scripture Peak, in the hope that he could show and retain some Buddhist exercises for new disciples to practice and attain. ”

"After a battle with the six major sects, the Thousand Machines Sect is indeed a great loss of vitality, and the inheritance of each sect is not as good as before, but it is difficult for you to think about it, Chen Feng, you have been practicing in the Tibetan Scripture Peak for a while, and you can be regarded as an old disciple of the sect, but you are also qualified to take on this great responsibility. Su Jinzhen said that later, he glanced at Chen Feng playfully.

"Hehe~~~ Since the sect master is so important to the boy, then it doesn't hurt for me to show everyone ugly. Feeling everyone's gaze, Chen Feng got up generously and said with a smile.

"Speaking of which, I'm really a little curious about Senior Chen Feng's nephew, what kind of great magical powers of Buddhism will be displayed!" Li Lin, the head of the Tibetan Scripture Peak, watched Chen Feng walk into the arena with a smile on his face.

"You'd better not make out the false path of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty, and if you have the ability, use your own strength to open our eyes. Huang Wenji pursed his lips with disdain.

Hearing Huang Wenji's statement, many people couldn't help but have a trace of doubt.

"If you don't open up the hidden strength and Dao rhyme, what are you going to do?" Zi Hanying stared at Chen Feng and thought secretly in her heart.

In the eyes of many people, if Chen Feng did not open the immortal foundation, it would be almost impossible to show the great supernatural powers of Buddhism with the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining alone.

"Senior sisters, I'm going to demonstrate the Ruyi Zen body now, and I think it's a congratulatory gift for you to join Jingyue Peak. Chen Feng's expression gradually calmed down, and he walked to the center of the square and sat down.

Seeing Chen Feng sitting quietly on the ground, his whole body revealing the light and shadow of the martial arts that were locked, Tian Zhenxiong's eyes couldn't help but squint, hiding his gloomy gaze.

"Buzz~~~"

The martial arts light and shadow flowing on the surface of Chen Feng's skin surging up, and a striking light and shadow actually came out of his body, gradually occupying an extremely mysterious position around his sitting figure.

Although in the process of life and death struggle between Chen Feng and the disciples of the six major sects, Qiu Hong performed the mad demon fight in public, but many people from the Thousand Machines Sect were very unfamiliar with this mysterious technique.

Even some of the first seats of the Thousand Machines Sect, when they saw the different martial arts lights and shadows that came out of Chen Feng's body, they couldn't help but carefully figure out the subtleties contained in them.

"Boom~~~"

Eighty-one lights and shadows raised their feet and stomped on the ground, causing cracks to break out in the Yuechan Stone Square in front of the Jingyue Palace.

"Up!"

Chen Feng, who was sitting in the center of eighty-one lights and shadows, opened his mouth and let out a deep sigh, and his figure actually revealed an extremely heavy weight and floated off the ground.

"Long!Long!Long~~~"

In the process of Chen Feng's deity sitting cross-legged and floating, the ground on the square, which was stamped by eighty-one lights and shadows, was torn apart violently, and huge stone monuments of brilliance were erected and poured out.

"Such a domineering force, this Moon Stone has the effect of shielding aura, it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to break it, I didn't expect him to be able to pull up eighty-one huge stone tablets with the power of martial arts light and shadow!" The thin old man who lived in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion with Chen Feng exclaimed in a hoarse voice.

Compared with Qiu Hong's tens of thousands of martial arts light and shadow, although Chen Feng's momentum of ten thousand martial arts scattered hands is much smaller, the Buddhist exercises practiced by each light and shadow one after another are all different, and the breath of martial arts light and shadow is also different according to the running path of different exercise meridians.

"Woo~~~"

After seeing the eighty-one huge stone tablets rising, a martial arts light and shadow actually cast a dragon subduing elephant palm, moving like an immortal King Kong, and punched a series of palm power scripture inscriptions towards the stone tablet, making the Yuechan stone tablet like a dragon elephant texture indecent, and lines of engraved scriptures appeared, and Li Zhen's delicate face showed a little surprise.

"Great compassion must be killed!"

Eighty-one lights and shadows, the Buddhist arts performed are different, and the engravings on each stone tablet are also very different.

Just looking at the imprint inscriptions on the eighty-one stone tablets, many people can feel a kind of martial arts, as if those imprints and inscriptions are alive, and gradually reorganize into light and shadow, and keep practicing one-style mastery.

Under the blow and imprint of martial arts light and shadow, the stone tablets slowly rotated and rose, and after reaching the most lush, they were connected into one and turned into a Buddhist barrier. (To be continued......)