In the sunny weather, Xuantian Peak looks particularly refreshing.

Hundreds of young disciples in the sect were busy practicing their own practices, while a few of them came to Xuanzhu Fa Cliff early in the morning, waiting for the elders of the sect to solve their doubts and spread the Dharma.

Several worship elders recruited by the Xuanming Sect’s worship hall have never appeared and have not brought any obvious changes to the sect.

Some Xuanming Sect disciples who received the news were curious about who the new elders in the worship hall were, but these people were too low-key and after a long time, they put this matter down.

After Cangbi City was in the depths of the starry sky, the twilight and clouds suddenly became surging, and war was everywhere, but the Xuantian Forest was like a place outside the world, quiet and leisurely.

The golden light of the morning glow sprinkled on the columnar cliff belt of Xuantian Peak, shining brightly.

Dozens of stone cliffs with different heights were separated by a certain distance from each other. From the early morning, some disciples gathered to listen to the old man in gray robe sitting on the Xuanfa Platform to preach the Dharma.

Things like this happen almost every day in Xuanming Sect, but among thousands of sects, the disciples who come to listen to the Tao and preach the Dharma have changed differently.

"Elder Yang..."

A Taoist boy saw that the Xuanzhu Fa Cliff had quieted down, so he came to the Xuanfa Platform and reminded the old man in gray robe.

"This is the end of today's answer to the doubts and teachings. Tomorrow, Elder Ye from the worship hall will come to the Xuanfa Platform. Interested disciples can come by themselves." The old man in the gray robe looked at the male, female, and young disciples on the columnar cliff belt and stood up calmly and said.

"Is the Chief Elder of the Exercise Hall?"

A seven or eight-year-old child disciple seemed a little eager to hear the old man in gray robe.

"Elder Ye didn't have much time to preach the Dharma. It seems that he will come sooner tomorrow..." An old disciple with a vicissitudes of appearance was a little surprised and thought.

Unlike most sects. The disciples of Xuanming Sect are of different sizes. They are not only very different in age, but also not very uniform in their clothes. The cultivation level between men, women, old and young is also high and low.

After the teaching of the Dharma, the old man in gray robe heard the little Taoist boy say a few words, and soon drove the spirit rainbow and rushed to the Xuantian Palace at the top of the peak.

"Senior Brother Zhao, we have been back to the sect for a hundred days. Do you feel that the sect seems to be much quieter during this period?" The girl in a cloth clothes standing on the pillar of the Xuanshi cliff sent a voice to the nearby old man.

"I heard that the Great Xia Dynasty outside is about to collapse. The sect is indeed a bit too calm. Not only is there nothing special, but even the celebrations of sects of all sizes in the past can be avoided. If it weren't for the recruitment of disciples, I would have really suspected that I had reached Xuanyin Valley..." The old man secretly responded to the girl in a civilized manner.

"Even after the burial of ancient times, the sect did not have such a situation. If this continues, I am really worried that we are developing towards the hidden sect here." The girl in a civilian seemed a little uncomfortable.

Just as a few disciples felt the changes in Xuanming Sect and thought about it, the figure of the old man in gray robe had already appeared in Xuantian Hall.

"Senior Brother, you are so anxious to call me over. Is something wrong?" Before the ugly old man in the dark hall spoke, the old man in the gray robe asked in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, I'm asking my junior brother to come over. I want to tell you that two elders from the worship hall came to say goodbye yesterday. It seems that our Xuanming Sect is still too young. It's difficult to support those powerful monks!" Although the ugly old man had a bitter feeling on his face, he breathed more relief.

"Who is leaving?"

The old man in gray robe did not relax at all and seemed to care about the situation very much.

"Chu Yuan and Yan Tong, they almost found me!" Ji Xuanji, with a yellow face, spoke with a strange expression.

"How could it be such a coincidence?"

When the old man in gray robe heard the names of the two, his situation soon emerged in his mind.

To be special, Chu Yuan's young man is quite eye-catching, especially the exquisite little girl wrapped in a shroud, which is still fresh in memory.

As for the old man Yan Tong, he was completely a smiling tiger, and he was happy all day long, as if he was in a very good mood.

If someone who knew about the old man Yan Tong after the collapse of the Gu Yuan would find that the old man whose appearance had not changed was muttering to himself, saying that he had finally returned to the Lingxu Realm.

It has been a hundred days since Chen Feng arrived in Xuanming Sect. He neither deliberately investigated the other elders of worship, nor did he find the Xuanhua Cave. It seems that all the changes in the outside world have nothing to do with him.

"What happened in the Holy Abyss forbidden area. The Netherworld Demonic Aura of the Nether Abyss rose up. Not only did many powerful monsters surge out, but the six major demon sects on the edge of the Holy Abyss forbidden area also began to conquer and expand. In less than two days, they captured three great dynasties, causing a tragic phenomenon of corpses everywhere in a huge area." Ji Xuanji's sigh shocked the body of the old man in gray robe.

"This is probably no longer an ordinary expansion. It is simply a crazy blood sacrifice. It seems that the battle between the two realms and demons in the ancient western region will soon begin!" After a long time, the old man in gray robe breathed a sigh of relief.

"After the accident in the forbidden area, the forbidden area of ​​the Holy Abyss is no longer calm, especially after the burial of ancient times, many powerful people in the entire Western Ancient area were lost. I am afraid that the era of heroes competing for the victory has arrived." Ji Xuanji shook his head, looking a little powerless.

"It seems that Chu Yuan and Yan Tong's departure are likely to be related to the incident in the forbidden area of ​​the Shengyuan. Is he still not moving?"

The old man in gray robe looked down at the peak and asked as if he had pointed.

"It should be soon. I always feel a little uneasy these two days. I may say something will happen. In fact, he has been practicing for almost fifty years. Although he has done a few earth-shaking things, he has not shown up most of the time and is mostly in seclusion. When he comes to Xuanming Sect, he may have some transformation." Just as Ji Xuanji's expression was consolidating, the world of Xuantian Peak suddenly began to surging.

"Boom~~~"

The clouds of Chaos Heart Tribulation surged in the sky, and the strong wind even gathered around Xuantian Peak to create a vortex of spiritual energy.

"This is a heavenly disaster..."

Seeing the heaven and earth appearing strangely, the old man in gray robe couldn't help but look surprised on his face.

"Are there any disciples and elders in the sect who have passed through the tribulation? The oppression of this heavenly tribulation is a bit unusual." Faced with the soul-stirring inner demon tribulation, Ji Xuanji asked anxiously.

After quickly sensing the strange phenomena of heaven and earth, he found that the old man in gray robe was unsure to shake his head. The ugly old man's eyes shone with his brilliance and looked at the place where Xuanying Valley was: "It's Xuanhua Cave, the Dao Tribulation that made the heaven and earth change color was caused by him..."

"Senior Brother, do you want to open the ban on protecting the sect?"

The old man in gray robe followed Ji Xuanji's figure and asked anxiously.

"This is not an ordinary heavenly tribulation. Even if you open the sect protection ban, it will be difficult to stop it. You go to appease the rest of the sect and don't let the situation panic, especially don't let people approach Xuanying Valley." Ji Xuanji explained to the old man in gray robe.

Just as the two old men were acting separately, they were outside Xuanying Valley and two people had arrived in advance.

"What do you want to do?"

The mushroom-headed girl stood outside the valley, and had already confronted her with a fat man with a stingy face, completely looking like she was jealous of evil.

"Xiao Niu, I advise you not to meddle in other people's business. Those who have forced themselves to die early." The fat man looked fierce, and his terrifying aura in the late stage of Tongxuan would even move some Jindan monks.

"You are not from the Lingxu Realm, are you? I have seen you once after the collapse of Gu Yuan." Compared to the ferocious fat man, the mushroom-headed girl's late-stage aura was extremely pure and heavy, and she was not moved by his intimidation at all.

"Do you care where I come from. As long as you're ruthless enough."

The fat man looked into Xuanying Valley, without any concealment of his malicious thoughts.

Wu Mofei was not wrong. The fat man who looked fierce in front of him was a cultivator from the evil spirit realm through the Realm Cave.

At that time, he was injured by the Gu Yuan explosion. The fat man rolled in the void with great exaggeration and wailed for a long time. He was obviously not a good person.

It was not until Ji Xuanji's old figure appeared outside Xuanying Valley that the fat man's fierce face hid a little.

The old man with a yellow face did not speak. Instead, it made the fat man feel a little uncomfortable: "I found that the people here caused the heavenly disaster, so good letter came over and took a look..."

"You are both elders of Xuanming Sect. Although you are not very familiar with each other, you will inevitably meet frequently in the future. Don't hurt each other's feelings. Xuanming Sect has always been a priority. It is not easy to find such a sect that can practice with peace of mind. There are many opportunities in the Western Ancient region, so there is no need to choose the people from this sect." Ji Xuanji reminded the fat man.

"Hehe~~~~ I haven't seen this nameless elder living in Xuanying Valley..." The fat man's fat face trembled slightly, and he barely showed a smile that he thought was kind.

It seemed that he did not want to arouse Chen Feng's hostility. Seeing the disaster clouds descended, Ji Xuanji did not enter Xuanying Valley.

Chen Feng in Xuanhua Cave did not set up any magic bans. Sitting on the jade cushion, he used his hands to meditate with his gods and kept breathing in his spiritual energy.

With the operation of the Hanhuang Art, the Hanhuang Spiritual Elements in Chen Feng's meridians gradually became thicker and gathered in the qi sea of ​​dantian for compression, constantly tempering and sublimating, and the golden elixir seeds in irregular bean-like shapes.

In the hazy dantian, the irregular golden elixir seeds, although the bright light is not strong, it exudes a kind of undesecrated spirituality.

Although he felt the breeding of heavenly tribulation, Chen Feng, who was in Xuanhua Cave, still had a lucky mentality and placed his hopes on the mysterious and densely packed and wonderful carvings of Xuanhua Cave.

"With the great forbiddenness of Xuantian Peak and the carved pictures in the cave, even if it is a lightning strike, there should not be too much problem..." Chen Feng, who mobilized the spiritual energy in his body to compress the golden elixir seeds, secretly comforted himself.

"Dong!Dong!Dong~~~"

While Chen Feng's pores were spreading and his spiritual power was breathing, the dry and wild spiritual power in his meridians still felt dry. The irregular golden elixir seeds in the dantian were also constantly rotating and trembling under the driving force of the dry and wild spiritual power.

The disaster clouds in one part of the world are getting thicker and thicker, and even enveloped the towering Xuantian Peak.

The thick black clouds exuded the power of destroying the dead and decay, pressing on Xuantian Peak, and soon submerged the peak. Faced with the soul-stirring disaster clouds, the monks of Xuanming Sect gathered towards the foot of the peak, fearing to avoid it.

What makes people strange is that the rolling black catastrophe clouds, once they flooded the top of Xuantian Peak, seeped into the peak body, as if they were being invisiblely pulled. They were looking for those who had passed the tribulation.

"How could this happen? A cultivator in the early stage of Tongxuan does not need to attack important level shackles, so why does it cause heavenly tribulation..." The old man in gray robe standing at the foot of Xuantian Peak looked frightened.

Until this time, many people still cannot speculate about the magical talents that Chen Feng achieved through the transformation mask after experiencing the storm of the Era.

"If it weren't for his deliberate concealment, the changeable aura would be impeccable. This is the first time I have seen it. The cultivator who has impacted the Tongxuan stage has experienced tribulations, even if the cultivator formed a pill, it could only cause a slight strange phenomenon in the world. This terrifying inner demon tribulation is quite rare even when a cultivator in the realm of life and death rushed to the gate!" The mushroom-headed girl standing outside the Xuanying Valley had some thoughts about Chen Feng's situation.

After a long time, just as the golden elixir seeds in Chen Feng's dantian Qi Sea were stable, layers of black catastrophe clouds had spread out on the entire Xuanhua Cave.

"Damn it, no, this catastrophe cloud can actually penetrate into the peak body..." Chen Feng, who found that the situation was not good, almost wailed and stood up, and no longer cared about practicing.

Chen Feng didn't know much about the heavenly tribulation, and his personal experience was the first time.

If he was facing a terrible enemy, Chen Feng might be calmer and could deal with the cultivation disaster that the powerful people were afraid of talking about, which made him even at a loss.

"What should I do? Should I hide in the wretched bracelet? If I don't respond to the disaster, will this terrible power keep following me? If I respond to the disaster, what should I use to resist..." In a very short time, Chen Feng's mind had already become a lot of uncertainty.

"Swish~~~"

The black catastrophe cloud gathered above Chen Feng's head, and even lightning flashed in it, making him feel like he was being repaid.

In Chen Feng's opinion, it is better to say that this black matter is an extremely domineering destructive energy than a catastrophe cloud.

Even though the heavenly tribulation did not come to the body, Chen Feng, who was standing in the cave, could not help but tremble constantly under the pressure of the catastrophe cloud.

"Click!"

Just as Chen Feng slowly retreated to the entrance of the cultivation room, a black thunder had already flashed down the disaster cloud.

Faced with the threat of Black Thunder, Chen Feng's figure flashed and he was exiled to the space.

"Boom~~~"

The flashing thunder jumped into the space and struck Chen Feng who was moving out of the Xuanhua Cave.

By the time Chen Feng's figure was fully revealed, his face was already charred and his body was beating with aches, as if he was a sudden convulsion.
To be continued...