The power and clouds in the sky around the Pilgrim Peak were surging. Seeing the thousands of martial arts lights and shadows revealed by Qiu Hong combined into one, and a mysterious handprint was derived, with the power of martial arts pulse on Chen Feng's chest. Many disciples of Qianji Sect had already seen that Chen Feng was defeated in this battle.

The body of Ten Thousand Buddhas in the Chaozong Dao pattern was forced back into his body. Although Chen Feng's whole body was full of white aura, he did not fall down and still retained consciousness.

“Woo~~~”

A mysterious handprint printed on Chen Feng's chest seemed to contain the splendor of martial arts, and even attracted the messy power and charm of the vast world.

Because of the spiritual energy and power pouring into the mysterious handprint, Chen Feng's chest seemed to have become an eye of devouring the storm.

Under the violent pressure of the mysterious handprints, Chen Feng growled and layers of rays gushed out of his mouth.

"There is no chance, it's completely sealed!"

Seeing the mysterious handprints on Chen Feng's chest emitted rows of martial arts light and shadows, flowing along his skin, as if locking his body tightly, Huang Wenji couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Since the fight between him and Junior Brother Qiu Hong, no one has any expectations for him." Hao Nianfeng said calmly.

"Chen Feng's skills were taught by Uncle Qiu Hong himself, and the gap between the two is too obvious!" Hao Nianfeng's tough senior sister sighed a little.

Out of the expectation of the blind old man, after Chen Feng was defeated and sealed, Huang Wenji shook his head in confusion: "There is something wrong. That shameless old guy is very strong, but I always think Chen Feng should still have the strength to do it. If he was fighting to the death and doing his best, he would never be subdued so easily."

"This is already amazing. Although I don't know where his Ten Thousand Buddhas Chaozong's Taoist rhyme comes from, being able to open up this false power to persist in half an incense stick is an extremely heavy burden for his ** and spiritual consciousness. Judging from his tired expression before, even if he was not attacked by Master Qiu Hong's Guiyuan Seal, he would definitely not last long." Seeing that Chen Feng had lost the ability to resist, the fierce woman felt a little regretful.

"How long can the aurora rhyme you planted yourself last after it opens?" Wang Haoyuan, whose eyes were blind, rarely asked Huang Wenji.

After looking at the old man who seemed to be without emotions, Huang Wen hesitated for a while before replying: "Half incense stick is the limit, and every time he opens the immortal foundation, it will cause extremely serious spiritual backlash."

"The key is here. Do you know why you were blocked by Chen Feng? As both the immortal foundation, the biggest gap between you and him is the strength of ** and strength. If Chen Feng is a rigid martial arts practitioner, you are a soft martial arts practitioner. In a head-on battle, it is almost impossible for you to surpass him." Hao Nianfeng reminded Huang Wenji.

"Martial cultivation and law cultivation have their own strengths. I don't think Chen Feng will have any advantage. Even if he is not sealed this time, he will be killed sooner or later." After saying that, Huang Wenji laughed and his face was stubborn and stinky.

"Master, as an immortal foundation practitioner, if the Taoist rhyme of the Ten Thousand Buddhas of the Sect was a false power borrowed by Chen Feng, then what kind of ability does his true immortal foundation have?" The tough woman asked the old man carefully.

Wang Haoyuan's eyes slowly closed like petrified cracks: "That boy is hiding very deeply. I'm afraid Junior Brother Qiu Hong doesn't know his true immortal foundation and ability. Instead of exploring his true power, I'm more interested in how the sect can lead to him."

Just as many strong people were thinking, Qiu Hong had already come to Chen Feng, who was exhausted, and picked up his neck and smiled: "You, a Qi Refining Cultivator, dare to be so arrogant. In terms of true strength, I can handle you with just one finger."

"I'm immortal, be polite to me, a genius. Sooner or later, I will return the shame I have suffered today to you thousands of times..." Although Chen Feng looked cruel, he seemed extremely weak and powerless in the face of Qiu Hong's struggle.

"Be honest, if you want to avenge me, you must survive if you want to avenge me." Qiu Hong gave Chen Feng a header and almost didn't beat him up.

Seeing Chen Feng being captured, a woman in a robe standing on the Nine-Clawed Dragon had already stood up with the help of her maid, and her graceful and precious temperament was undoubtedly revealed.

"Empress Jin Zhen, are you leaving now?"

Jian Chen, the old man from the Wanjian Sect's hair and beard, actually took the initiative to say hello to the woman in the robe.

"It's indeed a good contest. I've roughly seen the strength of the younger generation of disciples of major sects, so there is no need to stay in Qianji Sect." The woman in the robe smiled faintly and looked at Chen Feng who was captured in the distance.

"That's the exchange meetings of the major sects of the Yuansheng Dynasty..." Elder Jian Chen seemed a little unwilling to give up.

The woman in the robe smiled a little meaningfully and said, "Although the major sects are in the territory of the Yuansheng Dynasty, they do not obey the dynasty. The exchange meetings are also to enhance the friendly exchanges among the various sects and to improve the abilities of the disciples of the major sects."

"Jian Chen, since it's a life-and-death battle, do you still hope that Qianji Sect will give you an explanation?" Qiu Hong found that he grabbed Chen Feng and flew towards the distant Purgatory Peak, and did not even report to the leader of Qianji Sect Ruan Ning. The old man with short hair and snake-shaped earrings looked bad.

"What else can you do if you are killed? Just as Sect Master Ruan Ning said, with the name of the seven major sects of the Yuansheng Dynasty, you must be able to lose even if you lose. Although our inherited disciples in Hangkong Mountain died in battle this time, they will never end like this forever." After the old man Yubayan said that, his face showed a very cold look.

"The battle of life and death is one thing, and the disciple named Chen Feng's evil state of mind is another thing. Since he has been taken down, I believe that it will not take long before the Qianji Sect will make a decision." The woman in the robe smiled at Ruan Ning in the distance, and then a colorful cloud rose under her feet and rode away on the wind.

Not only the leader of the six major sects was angry, but Lin Xiangqiao's heart seemed to be dripping blood when she looked at the devastated pilgrimage peak.

Over the long years, even if the Qianji Sect was in trouble, the Pilgrimage Peak did not suffer such a devastating blow.

At this time, Lin Xiangqiao even secretly regretted letting Xue Mingyu stir up a dispute between Chen Feng and the disciples of the six major sects.

As if he noticed Lin Xiangqiao's mood, Xue Mingyu, who looked horrified, dared not say more at this time.

"If there is no public conviction, maybe things will turn around, and it is best to leave it alone..." Although Xu Dabao said this, his face seemed to be lacking in confidence.

"Master has become so angry this time. Even if Junior Brother Chen Feng can escape the punishment of the sect by chance, he will definitely be defeated by Master when he returns to the sect." Seeing this for a while, Qiao Xueqing and the terrifying Liu Yayuan disappeared with Chen Meng and Tu loud voices, Hao Deyong's expression showed a little strange.

It was not too unexpected for Qiu Hong to attack Chen Feng. After all, in this life-and-death battle, except for the female disciples of the Yuling Sect, all the inherited disciples of the other five major sects died. Taking down Chen Feng’s small punishment and commandment may be the best result, and it can explain to the leaders of each sect who cannot bear it.

However, for Hao Deyong, who has a little understanding of the relationship between Chen Feng and Qiao Xueqing, he did not expect such a result.

"Is Qiao Qing afraid? This possibility seems to be small, but she did not stand on the side of junior brother Chen Feng. What is the reason for..." Just as the disciples of various sects on the Nine-Clawed Dragon were hustling about the fact that Chen Feng was taken down, Hao Deyong was secretly puzzled.

Unlike many inside and outside the Qianji Sect, the discussion and speculation about Chen Feng, Qiu Hong had brought Chen Feng to a cave with the demonic energy. The two of them seemed extremely happy to have a good wine and food, and there was no sign of a powerful duel between the Pilgrimage Peak.

If someone saw Qiu Hong and Chen Feng’s appearance at this time, they would be shocked to fall!

"Old guy, your acting is so artificial. Not only is it a bit exaggerated, but it also makes you look like the protagonist, as if you haven't been in the limelight for eight hundred years..." Chen Feng, who was sitting at the stone table, took a sip of wine happily, tearing his barbecue legs and muttered vaguely.

"You don't have the talent to play. When facing life and death, you should kneel down and beg for mercy. This is in line with the human nature of being greedy for life and fear of death." Qiu Hong seemed to be in a good mood, and his old face smiled brightly like a chrysanthemum.

"You crazy old man are too cruel. If I weren't for my life, I would have to be killed. Until now, my essence is still overwhelming..." Chen Feng said with dissatisfaction.

"If you are easily knocked out, you deserve it. Did you see clearly the Wanwu Sword I used before?" Qiu Hong curled his lips, without any sign of regret.

"There is the gap between understanding the artistic conception and seeing and remembering clearly, but the difference between heaven and earth is still the same. But this time I still thank you for getting old!" Chen Feng said with a wry smile.

"I know the benefits, but I won't call me Master!"

Qiu Hong smiled hard on the surface, but a hint of expectation appeared in the old man's eyes.

Chen Feng first smiled and looked at the thin old man, and his playful and teasing expression was not concealed at all. Just when the other party couldn't hold on to his old face, his expression gradually became solemn.

"Master is here, please accept a prayer from my disciple Chen Feng."

Chen Feng got up and stepped back from the stone table in the cave, lifted his robe and knelt on the ground, and kowtowed to Qiu Hong three times respectfully.

"Get up, don't tell me about my relationship with you in the future, so as not to lose my face." After Chen Feng became a disciple, Qiu Hong became very powerful again, looking at him without caring.

However, the respectful look on Chen Feng's face disappeared, but it was faster than flipping a book. He stood up and smiled and said indecently: "Old man, you are so useless to compete with your junior nephew for disciples. Although you are despicable, shameless and vulgar, you are still better than that hypocrite of Lao Tian."

Qiu Hong was choked and roared angrily: "You bastard have learned all my money. It is natural to call me Master. If you can't hold it in the tomb of the scriptures, don't forget to leave the good things for me. There is nothing in the world that will benefit you in vain. I will teach you magical powers and techniques, and I naturally hope to be rewarded."

Hearing Qiu Hong's words, Chen Feng, who had returned to the stone drum pier and didn't wait to sit firmly, almost slipped out to the ground: "I'm not dead, your mouth is too sad. Others are counting on inheriting the legacy of the elders, but you actually put your ideas on me..."

"Hehe~~~ There is a possibility for everything, and you are a little mentally prepared to stay calm in the face of danger." Qiu Hong said with a shameless laughter.

"My master, I am lucky and have a great life. Just take care of yourself." Although Chen Feng said that, he was cautious in his eyes.

After all, in the long years, no disciple of Qianji Sect was able to survive for a hundred years in the Sutra Peak Peak, not to mention that Chen Feng knew very little about the Sutra Peak.

"The Guiyuan Seal I hit on you contains my understanding of the artistic conception of Wanwu Shou. In the future, you must calm down and feel it to gain something. If you can refine the seal by yourself, Wanwu Shou will be slightly successful." Qiu Hong rarely reminded Chen Feng solemnly.

Chen Feng touched the mysterious handprint that was not dissipated on his chest, and he looked scared: "Old man, although I can feel the power of this Guiyuan Seal, it is not that simple to see the true face of Wanwu Sanshou?"

"As long as your life is strong enough, you will naturally gradually realize the mystery of Wanwu Shou. The Guiyuan Seal will not only not have much impact on you, but will have many wonderful benefits, so there are no need to worry too much." Later, Qiu Hong's smile became more and more humble, bringing people a sense of unreliability.

Although the cave is not vast, it is also very clean. Apart from the stone table and stone bed, there is only one fire cave covered with an exquisite Jiulong ground furnace. The entrance of the cave was restricted by the mysterious gravity on Qiu Hongbu, so it was impossible for people to detect the situation in the cave.

Seeing Chen Feng making a fortune in a quiet voice, Qiu Hong's old face twitched slightly: "What are you so proud of? After today's battle, have you not understood your own weaknesses?"

"Even if there is, it was exposed to me by you, the hateful old man. If someone else was replaced, I could still use my strength." Chen Feng glanced at Qiu Hong, obviously still resenting the previous defeat.

"That is to tell you, it is simply for donkeys to play the piano. It is very important to keep a low profile. But in the face of such huge benefits, that's nothing. As a cultivator, you must have the spirit of adventure. Anyway, you have to go to the tomb of the scriptures. Even if you are lucky enough to come out in the future, no one will remember you. How about taking out the good things you got? Master, my vision is extraordinary..." Qiu Hong's change in attitude made Chen Feng unable to help but secretly contempt and complain.

"You stinky old man, you look like you have never seen a good thing before, and you are still pretending to be a sensible person here." Chen Feng curled his lips with a stingy look on his face, without any intention of taking something.

"If you say no one will remember you, aren't convinced? If you practice the Heavenly Power, you not only need a huge amount of cultivation resources, but also lead to slow cultivation. In addition, your spiritual foundation is extraordinary, and it will be a hundred times more difficult to advance than ordinary cultivators. Even if you can come out of the tomb alive, you will probably be the most useless among the disciples of the same period in the sect!" Qiu Hongxing smiled gloatingly.

"As long as the cultivation resources can keep up, there will be no such thing as you said..." Chen Feng looked rich and arrogant.

"The reason why you fought a life-and-death battle with the disciples of the six major sects this time is to make the final reserves and accumulation before entering the sutra tomb? It doesn't hurt to expose more shortcomings while making a fortune. Only by reducing others' attention can you reduce your vigilance and calculations towards you." Qiu Hong said with a slightly deep smile.

"So, has the cultivation level that embarrasses me at the eighth level of Qi Refining become my advantage?" Chen Feng poured a glass of wine for the thin old man, with a sinister look of similar smell.

"Actually, before this life-and-death battle, there was rumors that your open Taoist rhyme was backfired, which led to slow cultivation. You, a stingy brat, do have innate advantages in this regard. All major sects have never lacked disciples who have changed from genius to waste. But what I want to tell you is that you can endure loneliness and wait for prosperity. In some aspects, you really have to restrain yourself." Qiu Hong took a sip of wine happily.

"Of course I know this, but it's not interesting to keep the prosperity and wait for a moment to bloom." Chen Feng's agile eyes rarely showed a sense of vicissitudes.

"You are far behind me. Even with my current strength, I dare not say that lawlessness is too rash. Just like you, who have just been in contact with and practice for a while, don't show off your vicissitudes with me." Qiu Hong hugged his arms, with a look of disdain.

"If I could be an unfathomable old disciple at the Sutra Peak, I would feel a little excited to think about it. The evil gravity environment of Tianjun Peak is really not suitable for me. This special arrangement is pretty good for me." Chen Feng seemed to be looking forward to the errands guarding the Sutra tomb.

"During this time, you should squint at the Purgatory Peak first. I will say to the public that you will be sealed with the Guiyuan Seal, but it will not restrict your freedom. Once the sect leader convicts you, you will be escorted to the sutra tomb of the Sutra Peak." Qiu Hong looked like he made great efforts.

"That's thank you, but what do you mean by saying that you don't restrict my freedom? Can I walk around here at Purgatory Peak..." Chen Feng's expression moved, as if he didn't have any good ideas.

"There are many opportunities for Purgatory Peak, but you must not cause any trouble. There are many serious offenders here, and there are also big demons who once dominated the side. Some people's hands are even stained with the blood of the Qianji Sect. There is absolutely no way to lose it, otherwise it will cause a catastrophe. You must clearly understand this." Qiu Hong arranged Chen Feng at Purgatory Peak. Although it had a deep meaning, there was also concern and caution.

"Don't worry, I won't do anything randomly when it comes to big troubles. But my current identity is a bit sensitive after all, I hope you will always help me with some care at Purgatory Peak." Chen Feng looked at him and seemed to be a honest good citizen.
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