In the breeze, a thin morning mist rose in the forest, and two figures cut through the morning mist, walking in the lush dense forest.
Green grass sprouts from the soil, stretches its delicate figure, and dances in the breeze along with the hazy mist.
"Chen Feng, do you still want to go against our alliance?" Zheng Min asked seemingly unintentionally while walking in the dense forest, her eyes falling softly on the dancing grass.
"It seems that your formation alliance has never let me go!" Chen Feng walked leisurely, his feet stepping on the slightly damp soil, making a rustling sound.
"You have to know that the strength of our alliance is far beyond what you can imagine. If you are wiser, I advise you not to make unnecessary sacrifices and surrender to the alliance. This is your only way out!"
The two walked while talking, and soon they came to a huge boulder. Chen Feng moved and jumped onto the boulder. Then he sat down on it and looked towards the forest in the distance. He said lightly: "Back then, the formation alliance was harmed.
My family is ruined, how do you want me to surrender?"
"Things that happened back then just happened because of the old and the new, so why do you have to dwell on it? Besides, they are all old things. Can't you let it go? Don't you think about yourself?" Zheng Min raised his eyes and looked at Chen.
Feng has a calm face, but his voice is a little urgent!
"Because of the old and new?" Chen Feng lowered his head, looked at Zheng Min silently, and then raised a curious and intriguing smile at the corner of his mouth: "Do you know who I am, the old and new?"
Zheng Min didn't say anything. Yes, he knew the relationship between Chen Feng and the old and new, but she couldn't understand. Is the relationship between master and disciple really more important than life? Shouldn't people live for themselves? Why, Chen
What is the purpose of the wind?
"Xin Lao is my master. Without Xin Lao, I wouldn't have the skills I have now. Without Xin Lao, I wouldn't have what I have achieved today. Without Xin Lao, I'm afraid I would have died in Zhongzhou. You said
Why am I so persistent?"
Chen Feng suddenly became hoarse and a flush of excitement appeared on his face, and he continued immediately.
"Zheng Min, I am different from you. You can live leisurely and only think about yourself, but I can't! I am a man, with Chinese blood flowing in my body. There is something called responsibility in my soul.
You will never understand! Never..."
There was unprecedented solemnity in the voice. Zheng Min looked at Chen Feng blankly. She didn't understand what China was in Chen Feng's mouth, but she understood that Chen Feng was indeed different from herself and everyone she knew.
, because in his heart, there is something called responsibility.
Taking a long breath, Chen Feng calmed down, smiled at last, suddenly looked back, no longer looked at Zheng Min, but continued to look into the distance, and said softly: "Zheng Min, let's go, I know what you are doing today.
I mean, but the formation alliance and I can never be together, we... can only be enemies, not friends!"
The voice was soft, but it was extremely firm. Anyone could hear the determination in Chen Feng's words. Zheng Min opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed and silently turned around and left.
Gradually disappeared into the dense forest...
The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference was only a few days away, and monks from various sects rushed to Zhetian Mountain. For a time, the entire Zhetian Mountain became boiling with the continuous influx of people.
In the past few days, Tianyan from Jianzong, Han Xiao from Tianmuhai, and Emperor Ranxu, who they had just met, all came to visit Chen Feng, but Wang Ruoyu from Guanghan Palace had not seen him yet. Whenever Chen Feng asked,
Tian Yan and Han Xiao were also vague, which made Chen Feng feel a little suspicious.
However, although he felt strange in his heart, Chen Feng did not take the initiative to visit. After all, everyone had some grudges before. Although the conflict was resolved, Chen Feng gave up going when he thought of Wang Ruoyu's tragic situation in the Nine Palaces and Eight Arrays, where his face was completely lost.
The idea of visiting her would not remind her of sad things.
On this day, one day before the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Chen Feng's door was knocked again, and the person who walked in was the middle-aged monk in black who had greeted Chen Feng on the platform before.
The monk walked into the room, first greeted Chen Feng, and then said politely: "Emperor Chen, junior formation alliance Zhetian Mountain steward Song Xing, in all previous Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, monks from each sect have their own exclusive trading venues. Today, junior is here,
I specially invite Emperor Chen to come and explore and select the trading venue of Chen Zongxian Mansion!"
Um? Chen Feng was slightly startled. He knew that in previous Ten Thousand Immortal Conferences, monks from various sects would exchange things for things or buy immortal magic weapons on a large scale. However, his own Chen Zong Immortal Mansion had just been established, and the monks in the sect were very poor. It seemed that there was nothing they could do.
He took it out, so Chen Feng didn't ask about the trading venue.
But now that people have mentioned it, I have sadly discovered that I really should get something for the monks in my sect, otherwise, whether it is appearance or combat effectiveness, I will be inferior to others.
"Okay, Little Friend Song, lead the way!" Chen Feng grinned. He couldn't lose his status. Chen Feng still felt that it was necessary to visit the trading venue belonging to Chen Zongxian Mansion!
After walking out of the room, Chen Feng called Jin Wen and several other monks to follow Song Xing and leave the valley.
After walking hurriedly for about half an hour, everyone climbed over several mountains and arrived at a giant peak on the west side of Zhetian Mountain. They saw that the top of the giant peak had been cut with knives and axes, and was as smooth as new. There were white jade sculptures displayed on the top of the huge mountain.
There are tens of thousands of white booths, and from time to time monks are talking to each other around the booth, seemingly talking about something.
"Emperor Chen, please come this way!" Song Xing led Chen Feng and others to the top of the peak, then stretched out his hand towards the east side and walked over first. Chen Feng followed closely behind and walked quickly.
, came to a fairly front booth on the east side and stopped.
Looking down, I saw a series of numbers written on the upper left corner of the booth, roughly recording the number and number, and nothing else.
Chen Feng watched it for a while and found it boring. He originally thought that the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference would be so spectacular, but now it seems that it is just a child's play house.
"Emperor Chen, are you satisfied with this place?" Song Xing seemed to notice something strange about Chen Feng, smiled faintly, and said.
"Oh, okay, let's do it here!" Chen Feng nodded boredly, as if he didn't care about this.
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And a respected person like you naturally has a separate trading place!"
Oh? Hearing what Song Xing said, Chen Feng suddenly became interested. Then he handed the yellow card to Jin Wen behind him and asked Song Xing in a low voice: "Is there any other place for trading?"
"Exactly!" Song Xing smiled, a little speechless. This Chen Feng is really a local leopard. He respects himself as the emperor. He knows with his ass that it is impossible to get together with these small sects. I really don't know what his brain is.
What are you thinking about?
"Don't be anxious, Emperor Chen. The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference is divided into three days. When the conference starts tomorrow, someone will naturally go to pick you up!"
Oh! Chen Feng's heart moved and he thought, well, what I'm saying is that if this kind of street stall is just an exchange venue, it will naturally not be able to attract the attention of various factions. It turns out there are other venues!
With a plan in mind, Chen Feng stopped delaying and turned around to take Jin Wen and others back to the valley.
Back in the valley, Chen Feng called Jin Wen into his room. He lowered his head and thought for a while, then used his martial arts points to buy a large number of elixirs and some talismans. Then he handed these things to Jin Wen and asked him to distribute them so that the disciples could use them as much as possible.
Change more magical weapons to arm yourself with strength.
Jin Wen nodded in agreement, carefully put the elixir talisman into the Najie, and then walked out of the room.
After Jin Wen left, Chen Feng could not help but have some expectations in his heart. Since the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has been passed down from ancient times to the present and has been prosperous and everlasting, it naturally has its own uniqueness. It seems that everything will finally have a branch tomorrow.
In the early morning of the next day, Chen Feng dispersed the spiritual energy around him early and walked out of the room slowly. He found that the hundreds of infant transformation monks he had brought with him could no longer contain their excitement and were waiting outside, their faces full of eagerness.
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Chen Feng secretly smiled. These people in front of him were originally just ordinary people in the world. Although they have now reached the stage of transformation, the journey of cultivating immortals is still full of unknowns and mysteries for them.
Thinking about it, Chen Feng couldn't help but recall what happened to him in Zhongzhou before. He remembered that at that time, he was no different from this group of people, and he was full of curiosity about everything. However, after decades, not only did he become calm in dealing with things,
, and even ranks among the strong.
I just don’t know if a few years later, these monks present will still be able to show their most primitive, simple and ignorant side like they are now.
"Boom 7e!" While I was daydreaming, suddenly a thunder exploded in the sky. Immediately, the sky was filled with wind, clouds and rays of light. Countless rainbows soared into the sky like flowing water. In an instant, there was a roaring sound, and a distant and old voice sounded in the air.
There was a sudden sound.
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Conference has officially begun! Monks from all domains, please 7e!"
As the sound sounded, countless divine lights suddenly appeared and flew towards the giant peak in the distance, converging into a sky full of colorful clouds, covering the sky and the sun in a spectacular sight.
Chen Feng knew in his heart that these divine rainbows should be monks from various sects going to the trading venue, so he turned to look at Jin Wen and said in a deep voice: "Jin Wen, take the monks in your sect with you, and remember to buy more things that are useful to you!"
"Yes, disciples, please remember the master's decree!" After saying this, Jin Wen waved his hand to the monks behind him, and everyone swayed, followed Jin Wen, and flew into the air, and soon disappeared into the divine rainbow that filled the sky.
After Jin Wen left, Chen Feng stood alone in the valley. Not long after, a divine light surged, and a nun stepped on a flying sword and flew towards Chen Feng quickly.
Flying closer, the female cultivator paused, stood on the flying sword, raised her hands to Chen Feng, and said: "Chen Dad, this junior, by order of the steward, specially invites Chen Dadi to attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference..."
