He was wearing a purple robe with unparalleled Taoism. When he saw these two people approaching, even many experts ranked in the middle of the stone pillar nodded slightly and saluted respectfully.
"Junior Brother Chu Feng, I apologize to you for Junior Brother Gu Yan's behavior. I hope you can forgive me!"
This man is like an immortal.
Compared with anyone Chu Feng has ever seen, he is more natural and charming. That kind of aura is not like a disguise at all, it comes from his true heart!
"Himeko?"
Chu Feng's eyes moved slightly.
Seeing this man, a figure emerged in my mind. It was a friend I met in the royal city in the past. He came from the Ji family, but he was completely different from the rest of the Ji family. Moreover, he had a special name like Ji Zi. In his memory,
Ji Zi herself is extremely mundane and has a hidden Taoist charm. Although her cultivation level is not high, her spirit is too extraordinary.
However, compared to the man in front of her, Ji Zi was actually at a disadvantage.
"Junior brother Chu Feng, please take a seat!" The man in purple smiled calmly.
He took the woman beside him and sat safely in the second and third positions. Obviously, if Chu Feng hadn't appeared out of nowhere, the first place in the lower rank should have been his.
"Who is this person!"
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly and sat down in his seat.
A storm was quietly resolved because of the man's appearance.
"The spiritual son of the Xiantian Dao Sect, the saint!"
"It seems that the rumors are true. The old timers on the Everlasting Peak are really running out of time. They have to preach for the last time and then go deep into the abyss!"
Many people whispered.
They looked at the man in purple with a faint light of respect shining in their eyes.
Although he is seated in the outermost area, he is still respected by everyone!
"Xiantian Dao Sect!"
Chu Feng said to himself that he had never heard the name of this sect.
The Holy Land-level Taoist traditions that do not belong to the Imperial City should not be one of the hidden Taoist traditions. Even if these top-notch existences are hidden from the world, they will be known to others once their descendants appear.
"Brother Nine Emperors, you have to be careful about this person!" Suddenly, the Thirteenth Prince looked back and heard a message.
"When the imperial brother was not in school, he was ranked first in the lower dan for nearly three years. Since he entered school, he has never left this ranking. This person's talent is extremely high. It is rumored that he is not weaker than the third prince, and...
…He once broke through the sixth level of the Cave Heaven!”
"No!"
"The accurate statement is that he once climbed to the ninth level of the cave, then destroyed the cave and rebuilt it again!"
The Thirteenth Prince's voice was filled with shock.
Even after several years, I still feel incredible when I recall it.
Break down and rebuild.
Moreover, from the ninth level of Dongtian, he destroyed his cultivation and practiced again! Such perseverance and determination, not even Chu Feng himself could do it!
When Chu Feng heard this, he looked at Xiantian Lingzi in surprise.
Upon seeing this, the latter nodded slightly, mildly and politely.
This was one of the last batch of disciples who was able to compete with the Third Prince, but for some unknown reason, he was willing to kill himself and start from scratch. For this reason alone, Chu Feng could not despise him.
"What kind of sect is the Xiantian Dao Sect?" Chu Feng looked back and asked via voice transmission.
"It should be equivalent to a holy land!"
The Thirteenth Prince pondered for a moment, "But it's different."
"This sect is not within the imperial dynasty, but on the edge of the battlefield. The reason why Xiantian Lingzi is respected by others is not only because of his own strength, but also because of the Xiantian Dao Sect!"
"The Dao Sect sits on the battlefield and guards eighteen border gates. Unlike other sects, each of its disciples for generations has entered the battlefield since childhood. If not for the invitation of the academy, the innate spirit sons and saints might have become famous on the battlefield!"
Hearing such a response, Chu Feng was also slightly startled.
The orthodoxy that sits at the border.
With the power of the whole clan, we occupy the borders of the battlefield!
Chu Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration for this gentle man.
And at this moment.
As the crowd sat down, the entire open space above Changsheng Peak was already occupied by countless disciples.
Finally, on the top of the peak, a wooden house surrounded by flowers and plants slowly opened, and an old figure walked out step by step, leaning on a cane.
That's an old man.
His beard and hair are all white, his eyes are cloudy, and he looks like an ordinary mortal old man. His figure is a bit stooped, his steps are slow, and his breath is weak. No one can imagine that this is actually a person who has lived for three hundred years and has reached Hunyuan.
The ultimate master!
"Senior Lin!"
Seeing the old man appear, everyone spoke out in unison.
This person's surname is Lin, but he is too old, and most of his contemporaries have died, so I don't know his specific name. Basically, the students and masters in the academy call him Senior Lin!
This is a living legend.
The method of cultivation and self-cultivation has broken the lifespan limit of most Hunyuan realm masters and lasts for three hundred years!
"Um!"
The white-haired old man walked to the high platform in front of everyone on crutches, sat cross-legged, and looked at everyone kindly.
"Thank you for taking the time to listen to the sermon!"
He smiled kindly and said, "Today, I will show off my humiliation for the last time and explain to you what Hunyuan is and what...the law is!"
Hearing the old man's words, Chu Feng's eyes trembled and he finally started!