On the mountain road leading from the Tibetan Scripture Peak to the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, feeling the concerned eyes of some disciples, Chen Feng, who was standing on the Jingneng pedal motorcycle, pouted slightly, as if he hadn't seen it.

"The Tianyan Rod's ability to trade two hundred and ten mid-rank spirit stones is already very good, and the most important thing is to be able to bring back the corpse of the first seat of the Heavenly Peak. Qiao Xueqing saw that Chen Feng was in a bad mood, and comforted him with a light smile.

"I lost two ancient treasures this time, I don't know when Lu Dao will be able to earn it back, and even the identity of the person wearing a hat and taking away the black robe of Tianyan Stick has not been clarified, I am afraid that it will be difficult to see the treasure of Tianyan Stick reappear in the world in the future!" Chen Feng was unwilling.

"Do you still want to snatch back what you sold? The black-robed man wearing a hat entered the Thousand Machines Mountain Range as a person who watched the ceremony of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I believe it would not be wrong, but it seems a little difficult to chase down his specific identity at the moment. Qiao Xueqing didn't mean to mind.

"These guys from the six major sects are really thick-skinned, they almost wiped out the Qianji Mountain Range a year and a half ago, and in the blink of an eye, they came to watch the ceremony as if nothing had happened!" Chen Feng muttered with a dissatisfied face.

"In the past, the Thousand Machine Sect, in fact, had collapsed as early as after that great war, and now the interests are what all parties need to consider, and now the Thousand Machine Sect is taken over by the Yuansheng Dynasty, and the relationship between the Six Great Sects will become more complicated. Qiao Xueqing's smile faintly revealed emotion.

"There are ancient immortal tombs here, and I see that the dark tide of the Qianji Mountain Range will not subside, but will pass over time. Slowly fermenting and swelling more and more!" Chen Feng, who returned to the mountain floor of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, said expressionlessly.

On the huge mountain lawn, a busy situation is showing at this time.

The blue sky is windy and sunny. Including Huang Wenji, a group of disciples who had newly arrived in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion had opened up their own residences on the vast mountain lawn.

Compared with the high pavilions and caves that appeared overnight on the mountain lawn, Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing's cabins looked a lot shabby.

Seeing Jiang Tianlang holding a flying sword, the sword light flowed like tofu, and he took out huge stones from a mountain wall. Quickly opening up the cave, Chen Feng's face couldn't help but darken.

The Qianji Mountain Range is vast and vast, even in the lineage with many disciples. The dwelling is not crowded, and some quiet monks can even live alone on a small hill.

But at this moment, on the mountain where the Ancient Scripture Pavilion is located, all kinds of defenses prohibit the brilliance. But they complement each other. The pavilions and caves of the disciples were not very far apart, and the people who were wary in their hearts even arranged array flags to wrap their residences in them, which looked hazy.

"Senior nephew Chen Feng, I heard that you have made a lot of limelight in Tianji Peak this time, and the harvest is also good, right?" Li Lin, the first seat of the Tibetan Scripture Peak, walked over at the right time and said with a smile.

"It's okay, the small hill of this Tibetan scripture peak. With so many people pouring in at once, how can you live in the future......" Chen Feng had a cold face. Dissatisfaction was expressed.

"It's okay, including you and Qiao Qing, the sect has approved a total of ten disciples to guard the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, in fact, there is no need to be too restrained, the other disciples who guard the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion are not too long in the Thousand Machines Sect Cultivation Year, a few of them are joined with you, and a few of them have only been recruited into the sect in the past two years, and they are all disciples of the younger generation. Li Lin's expression was also a little complicated.

It would be a good thing if these terrible disciples could be brought into the line of the Tibetan Scripture Peak, but after seeing these people, Li Lin, the first seat of the third generation of the Tibetan Scripture Peak, had a kind of worry that he couldn't control it.

"Senior nephew Chen Feng, why did you come back so late? People who don't know the way still think that you are afraid of everyone!" Huang Wenji's words seemed yin and yang.

"Even you, a fat pig, dare to pretend to be an elder of the sect in front of me, let's find a place to pout, but I worshipped a master who is a little older, what kind of pride you are, now your blind master, I don't know where to be tortured, if I were you, I would be embarrassed to be embarrassed here." Chen Feng grinned widely, with a vicious expression.

Under the gaze of other disciples who came out one after another, Huang Wen couldn't stand Chen Feng's unscrupulous ridicule, and approached him step by step with a gloomy face.

Not only Li Lin, but seeing the face-to-face confrontation between Huang Wenji and Chen Feng, the other disciples also felt that the situation was not good.

"Dead fatty, it's useless for you to just stare out your little eyes, one day with me, there will never be room for you to be scared, if you don't want to be taught, squinting honestly is your only way out. Chen Feng didn't care at all about Huang Wenji's pressure.

"Scrap your ......"

Huang Wenji's face was ruthless, and his clenched right fist even ignited a metal flame.

"Boom~~~"

Chen Feng let go of the terrifying weight of the Heavenly Body, and his strength was majestic, and with him as the center, the rocky ground of the mountain under his feet was shattered layer by layer.

Seeing that Chen Feng no longer controlled his weight, his feet were deeply sunk into the ground, and the rock formations were shattered and rose inch by inch, as if a circle of rocks and rocks were falling into a waterfall, Jiang Tianlang and the others couldn't help but show a little surprise on their faces.

Although the disciples of Chen Feng who knew that Dao was placed in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion were by no means good, Li Lin did not expect that trouble would come so quickly.

Sensing the horror of Chen Feng's weight, Huang Wenji, whose arms were metalized, was about to cast a streamer.

"Woo~~~"

Before Huang Wenji could take the lead, Chen Feng's terrifying body was like a ghost approaching him, and he grabbed it with his wide palm around his head and face, and pulled him closer to him roughly.

"Boom!boom!boom~~~"

The sharp and heavy fist wind was swirling, seeing Chen Feng's savage fist slamming towards Huang Wenji's face, and the facial expressions of Li Zhen and the women twitched as if they had seen a monster.

"......"

Huang Wenji, who was beaten by Chen Feng's brutal methods that did not follow common sense, was in a daze, and his anger surged together.

All of a sudden, the rocky ground of the mountain was beaten by the two of them, and a round pit was bursting out, and even the defense prohibition of the pavilion that had just been built was shattered.

Seeing the explosions of energy surging one after another, the head of the Tibetan Scripture Peak looked stupid. It seems that he didn't expect that the fierce fight between Chen Feng and Huang Wenji would be carried out in such a hot way.

"This is really a continuous move that is too fast to see clearly, and this is the first time I have seen such a fight......" Jiang Tianlang, a disciple of Xingluo Peak, opened his mouth and sighed.

"It's just a contest of ferocity. If you want to crush the other party with brute force, Chen Feng is refining qi at the ninth level of cultivation, and Huang Wenji is in the late stage of Tongxuan, who will win after reaching the end of the day?" Tian Junfeng's new female disciple in rough clothes said with a coquettish smile on her face.

"What kind of system, Qiao Qing, you go and stop them......"

Seeing that because of the relationship between Chen Feng and Huang Wen, who beat each other roughly. Some of the disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Peak had already found their breath and sound, and Li Lin couldn't stand it anymore.

For Li Lin's instructions, Qiao Xueqing twisted her face to the side. It's completely like it's not about itself.

At this time, the metallic luster of Huang Wenji's arms had already spread to his whole body in Chen Feng's painful blows, but he was still a little invincible to the tyranny and barbarism of the other party, and there was a faint tendency to suffer a loss.

"Tuotian Gong is really a terrible Buddhist body refining exercise. He was able to rely on the cultivation of the ninth layer of qi refining. forcibly suppressed Huang Wenji, a cultivator in the late stage of Tongxuan, and his strength was quite large. Li Zhen glanced at the sturdy Chen Feng playfully and said with a smile.

It is an amazing thing that a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi refining can have a foundation and a cultivator in the late stage of Tongxuan, not to mention that person is still 'Huang Wenji'.

Although Chen Feng's fighting was rough and savage, it implied a subtle martial arts understanding, which was more effective than some martial arts, which made everyone on the mountain floor. There was a sense of vigilance.

"Still looking at what to do, go up and pull them away. Do you want to see those two guys destroy this place?" Just when Huang Wenji was violently slashed by Chen Feng and was a little unsustainable, Zi Hanying had already opened his mouth and stepped forward to fight.

Seeing that Jiang Tianlang also stepped forward to stop Chen Feng, Li Zhen and the others put away their expressions of watching the show, and intervened in the hot battle group one after another, pulling Chen Feng and Huang Wenji apart from each other.

"Don't pull me, I'm going to kill him today......"

Huang Wenji's metalized face was all beaten and deformed, obviously because he felt that he was at a loss and did not give up.

"In front of me, you will always have to be the 'second child', and today they are counting you lucky, otherwise they will bury you here as flower dung. Chen Feng tore off the tattered casual dress on his body, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took out a mink coat and draped it on his body.

"The Tibetan Scripture Peak can't tolerate the people who make trouble, they all go back to their own residences, and they squeak if they don't want to guard the Ancient Scripture Pavilion, if something like this happens again, no matter who it is, they will be driven away immediately. Li Lin finally roared.

Seeing Huang Wenji's metal face, which was beaten and deformed, revealing the tragic appearance of small cracks, Chen Feng's face also had scratches, and he couldn't help but show a disdainful smile, and then slowly returned to the wooden house.

Regarding the messy situation on the mountain lawn, Li Linshou's face turned dark, and he looked very dissatisfied: "I don't care what kind of means you have, since you want to continue to stay in the Tibetan Scripture Peak, give me a good job." ”

After a conflict, as Li Lin's first place dispersed the disciples of the Tibetan Scripture Peak who were watching the excitement, he left in annoyance, and the mountain was also quiet.

The eight disciples who came to live in the mountain of the Ancient Scripture Pavilion had all seen Zi Hanying, Li Zhen, Huang Wenji, Jiang Tianlang, and the rough-clothed girl in the line of Tianjun Peak.

The remaining three, Qiao Xueqing is a little unfamiliar, one of them is a handsome young man with a green bamboo waist card, the children of the big family are full of nobility, and he is obviously a person from the same vein as Cuizhu Peak.

There is also an old man with a thin body and a very evil appearance, but he doesn't know which sect the Dao belongs to.

Another calm young man from Jingtanfeng, whose clothes were embroidered with the word 'food', was also silent, seemed to hide a lot of thoughts, and was low-key, if he was placed in the crowd, he was afraid that he would not be noticed for a long time.

"Everyone will live together for a long time in the future, and they should live in harmony with each other, speaking of which, this ancient scripture pavilion is not a treasure, there is no need to fight for it, I am here to consult and cultivate the classics. The thin old man pretended to be a good man, and smiled at Qiao Xueqing.

The calm young man of Jingtan Peak just observed the situation, and didn't say a word to go about his own business, as if he didn't want to inquire about other people's situations, and he didn't want others to know anything about him.

"It's really tough, cleaning up Huang Wenji is like playing with a chicken, it's really an interesting guy!" The new female disciple of Tianjun Peak, dressed in rough clothes, walked across the suspension bridge of the mountain stream, with a delicate smile on her face.

"Monster-like existence. This is the ninth layer of Qi refining, and the physical body's ability to resist blows is so strong, I really don't know how he trained it. Looking at the strength of his flesh to combat immune resistance, it should have been really sharpened. Li Zhen, who walked across the suspension bridge together, couldn't help but maliciously think about Chen Feng being beaten and abused by Qiao Xueqing every day.

Li Lin, who was descending from the mountain flat, had a heavy face, and even the middle-aged man who followed him could feel an invisible pressure.

"Senior brother, is it really okay to arrange Chen Feng and the others in the Ancient Scripture Pavilion?" the middle-aged man asked Li Lin worriedly.

"Of course there will be problems. Arranging these terrible disciples to the Hidden Scripture Peak can be described as the first round of battles in the sect for the strongest of the younger generation, as can be imagined looking at today's situation. There will only be more severe situations in the future. Li Lin looked pessimistic.

"As the saying goes, one mountain can't accommodate two tigers, let alone ten arrogant and talented disciples, it seems that before a devastating situation occurs, our clan must be prepared early!" The middle-aged man who followed Li Lin. Worried.

At this time, everyone didn't know what to do. As soon as Chen Feng returned to the cabin, he entered the bathroom.

The spacious bathrooms in the wooden houses are not ornate, but they are clean.

The hot spring river flows below the bathhouse, making the hot water in the bathhouse steaming and crystal clear.

Let the warm and smooth spring water wrap the whole body, and the warm heat penetrates the heart, making Chen Feng feel comfortable.

Good for a while. Qiao Xueqing walked in and glanced at Chen Feng, who looked at him with a comfortable expression, with a smile: "Vent your dissatisfaction on Huang Wenji." Are you feeling better?"

"It's really a lot more comfortable, speaking of which, that guy who has to be scared is really a guy looking for a beating!" Chen Feng said indifferently with his eyes closed.

"I'm afraid that in the entire Thousand Machines Sect, the only person who dares to fight with him is you, after such a fuss today, it is estimated that the mountain can be stopped for a while. Qiao Xueqing, who was dressed in a bathrobe, sat on a rattan chair and made a pot of tea.

"How can those guys who are extremely powerful and think highly of themselves be easily suppressed, once the greed and desire of the human heart swell, it will be difficult to calm down. Chen Feng smiled a little meaningfully.

"Looking at the current situation, it is impossible to drive these people out of the Hidden Scripture Peak, what are you going to do?" Qiao Xueqing smiled and chatted with Chen Feng.

"Let them go, let's wait and see, if the sect can find out the secrets of the ancient scripture pavilion and the scripture tomb, it will not be afraid that I will become bigger, and arrange these people to come over, there are not many more of them on this mountain, but you can take the opportunity to observe these guys with extraordinary foundations, what is strange." Chen Feng seemed to be about to fall asleep in the hot spring, and his voice became softer and lazier.

"I didn't expect you to be quite open-minded, I was afraid that you wouldn't be able to restrain yourself before!" Qiao Xueqing rarely smiled and praised.

"It's already very difficult to deal with an Emperor Wenji alone, what can you do if you can't see it, not to mention that there are stronger guys among these people, what do you think?" Chen Feng sighed lightly.

"Although Huangwen is very much like a smiling tiger, he is impulsive and has a bad temper, and you are not at all like a dark guy in disguise, just now I had a rough feeling, among these people, the most profound should belong to our little junior sister of Tianjun Peak!" Qiao Xueqing smiled and drank a sip of tea.

"I can't afford to provoke or hide, the Tibetan Scripture Peak is so big, from tomorrow, let's visit the scenery of the lineage, go to other scripture halls to see, even if it is the classics in other scripture halls, it is not as good as the ancient scripture pavilion, it is also the wisdom and hard work left by the predecessors. Chen Feng spoke softly, without a serious look.

"This is a good proposal, but it is a little unexpected by my expectations, the girl on the first layer of Qi refining who is in the square garden and seeks your protection has not come, otherwise our little junior sister of Tianjun Peak will be the one with the deepest background, not necessarily!" Qiao Xueqing seemed to think of something, and said with a light smile.

"Bad things can't help but be chattering, now I have to clamp my tail and be a man, if the woman with poor acting talent comes over again, it will be really an unacceptable thing. Chen Feng breathed calmly.

"I didn't expect that a guy like you who is so bad and famous also has something to be afraid of, this time that old man Feng Qiao was not lightly treated by you, didn't you see that when you gave him one hundred and fifty middle-grade spirit stones in public, his red face was all green?"

"That old guy has a way, he can get the corpse of the first seat of the Heavenly Peak, how can he be annihilated so easily, speaking of which, the current Gujing Pavilion is only a new beginner disciple in the past few years, just by looking at the background of the old man Feng Qiao, you can know how many incredible guys there will be among the old disciples in the sect!" Chen Feng's face was slightly dark.

"Do you feel the breath of that thin old man just now?" Qiao Xueqing said with a deep look at Chen Feng.

"I have achieved the body of desolation, how can I not feel that he is eroded by the qi of desolation, to the extent that he is eroded, he must have entered the desolate forbidden land, and being able to come out alive is enough to prove his strength!" Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes, and two black lights shone in his eyes.

"It's really hard to imagine what kind of means and abilities people can escape from that terrible place of death, for a long time, although there are occasional rumors that there are strong people who have escaped from the desolate and forbidden land, but this is just a rumor, no one has seen it with their own eyes. Qiao Xueqing looked a little worried.

"There's no need to worry too much, no matter how strong that withered old man was before, he has been eroded by the desolate qi to the brink of running out of oil, although he has a desolate aura, but he is just a pseudo-body, maybe others will fear him, but in front of me, he is not vulnerable at all. Chen Feng, who was wearing golden shorts, got up from the spring pool with red skin, and comforted Qiao Xueqing with a smile.

(Thank you for the 200 starting coin reward for my unpretentiousness, and 20 chapters as a gift.) (To be continued......)