The pilgrimage city area in the night is brightly lit, and at first glance, it is a city that never sleeps.

After getting off the Jingneng airship and changing to the guest, Chen Feng hired a yarn sedan chair and realized the coolness of the noble son of the cultivation family while four qi-refining cultivators were walking around in the air.

The breeze blew the gauze curtain, Chen Feng leaned on the backrest of the sedan chair and drank a small wine. He felt the envious eyes of some mortals and low-level cultivators, and his self-confidence was bursting.

At an outdoor tea stall in the city, an old man with a short haired hair that was as mortal as a mortal. Seeing four low-level cultivators carrying a yarn sedan in the distance, occasionally landing on the ground to exchange breaths and fly up again, I couldn't help but smile: "The Qianji Mountains are really the world's winds are getting worse, and all kinds of monsters are coming out. Such a arrogant low-level cultivator may not be found in the entire Yuansheng Dynasty."

"Old Monster Qiu, you are really out of date. Where can I find a place as lively as the Qianji Mountains? Can a practitioner live a backward and primitive life?" The old man with fish puffy eyes next to him smiled, as if he admired the cultivation environment of Qianji Mountains.

"Anyway, I don't like it very much. Although the sects have resumed communication with the Qianji Sect, this sect still has the shadow of the Tianji Sect in the Central Plains Spirit Realm. I may not do anything that threatens the Western Ancient region in the future." The short-haired old man seemed to have a strong sense of regional concepts.

"The five-domain war has been quelled for a long time, so why do you mind so much? To put it bluntly, it's all because of disputes of interest. Even the cultivation sects in the same spiritual realm will have fierce conflicts and frictions." The old man with Yupiao's eyes seemed much more generous.

"You must have heard of the Qianji Sect's Lucky Ceremony five years ago. It's not long before the fifty-year period given by the Tianji Sect of the Spiritual Realm of the Central Plains. At that time, I'm afraid the rare peace of the Yuansheng Dynasty will be broken." The short-haired old man said with a worried expression.

"If Qianji Sect returns to Tianji Sect, no matter inside or outside the sect, there will be huge resistance. There should be many power classes within this sect, and they have a sense of hostility and exclusion towards Tianji Sect. After all, the two major sects have had conflicts, and Ruan Shipeng, the founder of Tianji Sect, was also damaged by five hundred years ago!" The old man with Yupiaoyan smiled faintly on his face.

"Why is Ruan Shipeng's body loss deprived of self-destruction or other reasons? It has always been a mystery. Looking at the entire Western Ancient Region, he is also a character, but the most important thing is the Xingluo Ban Scroll. The treasure of the Tianji Sect is really amazing. As a sect without its own inheritance, the Qianji Sect can develop into its current foundation, mostly because it relies on the Xingluo Ban Scroll." The short-haired old man looked strange.

"The Xingluo Ban Scroll is not just someone staring at it in the Qianji Sect, but there are also many forces outside. It would be fine if the Qianji Sect stayed quietly in the Qianji Mountains, but if you want to return to the Central Plains Spirit Realm, this road is probably not easy to walk!" The old man with Yubaan Eye said with a little deeper meaning.

"This time the exchanges between the various sects of the Yuansheng Dynasty were held here. I want to see what is amazing about the new disciples of the Qianji Sect's Guangyao List." Looking at the prosperous scene of the holy city at night, the old man with short hair with snake-shaped earrings showed a playful smile on his face.

"I heard that the competition for the two sessions of Qianji Sect's glory list is particularly fierce. It would be difficult for some low-level cultivators with extraordinary qualifications in the Western Ancient Region to grasp the great magical powers contained in the Xingluo Ban Scroll." The old man with fish puffed eyes smiled and stood up from the tea stall.

"The disciples of all major sects have come to the Qianji Mountains for a while, but as the venue for the exchange meeting, the Qianji Sect has just received a brief reception. I think this is simply an exclusion of the exchange meeting." The short-haired old man seemed quite dissatisfied.

"For a long time, Qianji Sect has been known for celebrations of all sizes. It is not far from the reissue of the 30-year study tour order in the sect. This is a major event in Qianji Sect. The study tour celebration is approaching, and it is estimated that Qianji Sect will not care about us anymore." The old man with fish puffed eyes smiled and comforted.

Chen Feng, who was sitting in the sedan chair, did not know that he had passed by two old monsters in the pilgrimage city, and was criticized by him.

Back at the Chen Mansion Garden, four qi-refining sedan chairmen had already placed the sedan chair smoothly at the gate.

"Is there anything wrong with the distinguished guest coming to the Chen Mansion?" A guard politely stepped forward and asked Chen Feng respectfully.

"Let Butler Lu come out to see me."

Facing the guards' greetings, Chen Feng nodded easily.

Although the guards were a little dissatisfied with Chen Feng's name, they did not offend him when they saw him riding in a sedan chair, so they quickly arranged for someone to go in and hire the Chief Executive of the Chen Mansion.

At this time, the Chen Mansion Garden was no longer as deserted as before. As a wealthy family in the pilgrimage city, the urban streets around the Chen Mansion were already bustling, and more than a dozen vehicles of various means of transportation were even parked at the gate, and it was obvious that there were guests coming to the door.

Soon, a woman with an ordinary appearance in Qi refining class walked out of the Chen Mansion gate.

Seeing Chen Feng smiling with his hands behind his back, the woman was slightly shocked and quickly gave a squat and greeted: "Lu Jiayi, the manager of Chen's family, met his master."

"Is Qiao Qing here?"

Chen Feng did not give the woman any praise, but just asked at her with a smile.

"It shouldn't be done yet, so I will take my master over here." The woman signaled the man to carry the sedan chair and said respectfully.

"The house seems to be much more lively than before."

Chen Feng walked away from his arrogant attitude, looked at the night view of the lights hanging high in the garden, and said with a faint smile.

"The two masters of Mengwuyuan and Jingmingyuan have also come back and invited some guests. Do you want to tell the two masters?" the woman inquired about Chen Feng.

"Just wait until you stop and notify them." Chen Feng showed a smile from the bottom of his heart.

The Chen Mansion Garden covers a vast area. After Chen Feng walked for a long time, he came to a pavilion made of carved railings and jade.

Seeing Qiao Xueqing wearing women's clothing and chatting with Tian Lingshan on the red painted corridor outside the attic, Chen Feng raised his hand with a smile on his face and signaled the butler to leave.

"You've come down from the Confession Cliff?"

After Qiao Xueqing saw Chen Feng, she was a little surprised and smiled beautifully, and the light in her eyes was flowing.

Chen Feng, who entered the corridor, smiled and looked at Qiao Xueqing for a few breaths: "Brother Qiao, your clothes are good."

When Tian Lingshan, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but give him a blank look.

When Hetian Lingshan left Tianjun Peak, there was no news on Chen Feng on the Cliff of Confession. When he saw him coming here, Qiao Xueqing felt a little happy.

"A guy like you is so inappropriate, I really don't know why Uncle Master lets you go. From now on, Tianjun Peak will be troublesome again." Tian Lingshan pouted and muttered.

"You are so cruel. I have been confined to the Cialis Cliff for five years. I don't know how many crimes I have suffered. Do you have to make me be on the Cialis Peak for the rest of my life before you are happy?" Chen Feng smiled and said warmly.

"Call me senior sister..."

Tian Lingshan spat at Chen Feng and defended her own status.

"It has a bit of a cultivator!"

Seeing Chen Feng tied his long black hair like a strong Taoist, Qiao Xueqing couldn't help but laugh and tease.

“I can’t show my taste at all.”

Chen Feng sat casually on the railing, took out the wine gourd and took a sip.

"Is everything going well? I have been on the Confession Cliff for five years. Will I have to fight back this time?" Qiao Xueqing learned from Chen Feng's tone and asked with a beautiful smile.

"You are already a cultivator in the middle stage of Tongxuan, but I have not yet left the Qi Refining Period. What counterattack? This is really a thousand years in the world in the mountain. I met the crow girl who sacrificed her heart in the Zongxin Hall of the Pilgrimage Peak. She has successfully attacked the Golden Pill and can be my master!" Chen Feng said with a weak look on his face.

As Chen Feng was watching closely, Tian Lingshan looked proud and had no intention of leaving.

"You and Zi Hanying from Ming Lingfeng are both famous people on the list. Didn't you take the opportunity to be yakuha?" Qiao Xueqing glanced at Chen Feng and said.

"I am a principled person. How could I get along with that kind of woman? When I was on the peak, I miss you Brother Qiao every day. I can't wait to run home as soon as I came out." Chen Feng said solemnly, making Qiao Xueqing's cheeks flushed slightly, and she glared at him coquettishly.

"No matter how you look, you don't seem to be reforming. This time you come out, you won't be allowed to cause trouble. Pay attention to anything bad." Tian Lingshan looked at Chen Feng vigilantly, as if she didn't trust him.

"Are I just a helpless guy in the eyes of my senior sister? I still regard my senior sister as a close person, which really makes me sad..." Chen Feng's smile gradually calmed down, giving people a sense of condensation.

Although Qiao Xueqing didn't say much, she was still very peaceful when she sat quietly with Chen Feng.

In short, Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing have known each other for some time. Not only will they not interfere with each other, Chen Feng rarely asks him for advice in his practice.

"You came out of Chanjue Cliff this time, do you have any plans?" Tian Lingshan couldn't help but ask.

Chen Feng smiled faintly: "I want to do a lot of things, but in this Qianji Sect, I, as a Qi Refining Cultivator, can't help but say whatever I say. But when I look at people's faces from Tianjunfeng, it's better to be a master at home."

"Don't think that you can't do without Tianjun Peak..." Tian Lingshan was a little dissatisfied with Chen Feng's statement.

"It seems that the sect will re-determine the candidate for studying abroad recently. Are you interested in this?" Qiao Xueqing looked at Chen Feng with a smile.

"There are many powerful old disciples in the sect, and they really can't compete. Instead of thinking about going on a study tour, it's better to earn some spirit stones to make money. Whether it's practicing or practicing skills, you have to have the goods. I really want to learn how to make talismans and alchemy, but I can't even afford the practice materials." Chen Feng smiled bitterly on his face.

"It's because of this that you went to Zongxin Palace to take on the mission?" Tian Lingshan asked with an inspiration.

"The environment in Tianjun Peak continues to deteriorate, and we must consider the future. The Zongxin Palace not only has tasks inside and outside the sect, but also publishes errands from the Deacon Pavilion, which has a lot of good work." Chen Feng sighed and got up with a smile.

"I injured the elder of the deacon at the Grand Grand Ceremony, and I was even whimsical..." Seeing Chen Feng leave, Tian Lingshan gave him a blank look.

In the dim candlelight, Chen Feng was lying introverted on the bed, as if he was sleeping very heavily.

"Old guy, you followed me not long after I left the Cliff of Confession. Are you worried?" Chen Feng, who was lying on the bed, suddenly spoke and said to the empty room.

"It's rare that you know the secret of Tian Junfeng. You are so calm. Are you a little disappointed with your master and wife?" Qiu Hong's figure appeared in the dark room and asked Chen Feng with a smile.

"It's not that I can calm down, but that I don't have the ability to covet the great opportunities in the sect's vein. You don't have to test me anymore." Chen Feng sat up and opened his eyes and said calmly.

"The Tianjun Peak lineage cannot tolerate people like you who are unpredictable. If you are allowed to stay in the sect, I am afraid that one day the entire sect lineage will disintegrate because of you." Qiu Hong sighed.

Seeing Qiu Hong's embarrassment, Chen Feng couldn't help but smile and said, "If you can arrange it for me, I don't want to have any interaction with guys like Lao Tian."

"You don't have to think about studying abroad, but based on my position in the sect, it's still no problem to help you arrange a good job. Where do you want to go?" Qiu Hong hesitated and said in a deep voice.

"It's a good job to go to Purgatory Peak to guard the prisoners, but I had a holiday with the people there. Although Jingtan Peak is responsible for the cultivation resources of the entire sect, there is no chance..." Chen Feng murmured to himself, making Qiu Hong's old face dark.

Seeing Chen Feng taking out all the thousands of machine books and looking for the ideal sect, Qiu Hong took a deep breath and said annoyedly: "Enough, I have two places you can refer to. One is to go to Xingluo Peak to be the guardian of the mountain. This errand is for the disciples of each peak. If you go there, you can try to steal the Xingluo Ban Scroll."

"Just as my Taoist practice now, I'm afraid I won't know how to die if I steal the Xingluo Banjuan. If it's so easy, you won't be so calm. Where is the other place?" Chen Feng said with a flat mouth.

"The rest of the errands is to go to the Sutra Peak to guard the sutra. Although the Qianji Sect has many sects and each has its own strengths, the rituals of the various sects have been copied and collected in the Sutra Peak. Even the great supernatural powers obtained in the Xingluo Ban scroll are stored in the Sutra Peak. However, the errands of guarding the Sutra tomb are extremely difficult to obtain, and once you enter the Sutra tomb, you will never take another step to the Sutra tomb for life." Qiu Hong took a deep breath and felt embarrassed.

"Isn't that different from the living dead?" Chen Feng muttered cautiously.

"Everything is absolutely absolute. Even if you are like a living dead, there are still many disciples who have fantasies and want to enter the sutra tomb and read the vast martial arts and practice classics!" Qiu Hong's smile exuded a special meaning.

“Are there many people guarding the tombs of the scriptures?”

When Chen Feng saw the old man's strange smile, he was not too entangled in the matter of the living dead, but instead became a little curious.

Qiu Hong shook his head: "Since the founding of the Sutra Peak, although ordinary scriptures have been managed by disciples of the Sutra Peak, there is only one person guarding the Sutra Tomb. Moreover, this job has always been done by disciples of the Sutra Tomb outside the Sutra Peak. However, every disciple guarding the Sutra Tomb has lived for more than a hundred years. Some people speculated that it was the Lord of the Sutra Peak, and some people speculated that it was the disciples guarding the Sutra Tomb who were greedy for the vast and strange learning and forced their practice, which led to the devil."

"What do you think?"

Chen Feng stared at the old man and asked with a smile.

"Every sect has more or less secrets. The matter of the Cangsu Peak is also a mystery." Qiu Hong did not give Chen Feng the answer.

"Since the errand of guarding the scriptures and tombs is so tempting, then you can help me get it." Chen Feng showed an expectant smile on his face.

"You think that Qianji Sect is the only one who can decide. Can you help you get the job of guarding the scriptures and tombs? I'm not sure now, just wait for the news." Qiu Hong glanced at Chen Feng angrily.

"Maybe I can't see Uncle Master again when I go back to you. Without some cultivation resources, how can I survive in the tomb of the scriptures..." Chen Feng's choked look of separation and death made Qiu Hong's face twitch.

"Boy, I don't want to eat your trick. I have no expectations for such a useless man as you, and I have nothing to give you. Please be blessed..." Qiu Hong turned his face and walked out of the room.

"I really don't know what you are worried about when you are timid. I'm afraid that in Tianjun Peak, you are the only one who can't let go of the past, but you are still so stingy..." Seeing the old man walking away without looking back, Chen Feng smiled faintly.

"You're still early to teach me a lesson."
To be continued...