Following the female cultivator, Chen Feng came all the way to Zhetian Mountain. At the foot of Zhetian Mountain, the female cultivator paused, turned to Chen Feng, smiled apologetically, and said, "Emperor Chen, this is the main peak of Zhetian Mountain."
Zhetian Ridge! 'Whenever you get here, monks from all sects have to hike up. I hope Emperor Chen will forgive me!"
The female cultivator smiled and Chen Feng nodded! When he first came here, he couldn't break the rules, so Chen Feng turned his body and slowly fell to the ground.
Under the mountain peak, a simple pavilion was built leisurely. Behind the pavilion is a neat and clean winding path, which goes straight up and is paved with bluestones. It looks like a giant blue dragon circling up, with extraordinary momentum!
"Haha, brother Chen, you made it easy for me to wait!"
Just as he stood still, a hearty voice sounded. Chen Feng went to hear the voice, only to see Emperor Ran Xu and several monks standing in the pavilion with their hands behind their backs, looking at him with a smile!
"Haha, it turns out to be Brother Ran Xu. Why didn't Brother go up the mountain first?" Chen Feng smiled slightly, scanning the crowd behind Emperor Ran Xu on the mountain, and then walked slowly towards the pavilion!
"Haha, I know that this is your first time attending the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference. If there is no one to guide you, there will be a lot of inconvenience, so I am here to wait for you!" Emperor Ran Xu raised his hand and waved away those who were following Chen Feng.
The female cultivator nodded sensibly and left.
Chen Feng shook his head and smiled, but secretly guessed in his heart that Emperor Ran Xu had shown goodwill to him several times, and he didn't know why, but no matter what, he couldn't make him look good!
"Let's go! Let's go up the mountain together. Many old friends have already gone up first!"
Seeing Chen Feng smiling and saying nothing, Emperor Ran Xu continued to smile, and then led Chen Feng towards the bluestone steps.
Zhetian Ridge is as high as the sky, and the mountain road is naturally extremely long, but everyone is a person with good cultivation, so walking is not that difficult.
In this way, walking and talking all the way, after spending more than two hours, everyone finally climbed to the main peak of Zhetian Mountain, 'Zhetian Ridge!'
When we came to the top of the mountain, we saw a vast expanse in front of us. We saw clear springs, waterfalls, and fairy pavilions in the mountains. There were crowds of people from time to time, but there was no sense of chaos and hustle and bustle. Chen Feng couldn't help but nod secretly.
"Emperor Ran Xu, Emperor Chen!" As soon as they reached the top of the mountain, Song Xing's voice came from beside him. With a smile on his face, Song Xing hurried up to meet them not far away, then he cupped his hands towards the two of them and said
: "Two great emperors, please come this way!"
As he spoke, Song Xing raised his hand and pointed behind him. A monk quickly stepped forward, bowed to the two of them, and then led Chen Feng and others towards the mountain.
Silently all the way, Chen Feng and Emperor Ran Xu, led by the monks, passed through exquisite ancient buildings. Soon they came to a simple building. They saw this building, which was built of rare crystal wood.
The whole body is like crystal, and the light can shine on people. What makes Chen Feng feel strange is that this building is not that huge. It looks like it is only the size of an ordinary house!
"Is this the venue for the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference?" Chen Feng asked curiously.
In his opinion, there are many sects in the inner domain, and although most of the people who come to Zhetian Ridge are the sect's lords, there are many like Emperor Ran Xu who brought several elders from the sect, but there are so many monks.
, how can it fit into this small room?
Seemingly aware of Chen Feng's surprise, the monk and Emperor Ran Xu smiled at the same time, but did not explain anything.
"Let's go, Brother Chen!"
Emperor Ran Xu took a step forward, stretched out his hand to open the door, and walked straight in. Chen Feng was slightly startled, but after thinking about it, he quickly followed.
Walking into the room, Chen Feng froze on the spot. He saw that there was a cave in the house. He saw that the venue was thousands of square meters, spiraling all the way down. Comfortable soft chairs divided the entire venue neatly and well-organized.
In the middle of the venue, a circular booth suddenly rose up. The booth was surrounded by nine dragons. Its body scales were carved from fluorescent gemstones, exuding orchid light. The divine light that illuminated the entire booth was so bright and beautiful!
"This...is this the trading venue of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference?" Chen Feng was confused, completely confused. This situation actually gave Chen Feng a feeling of dislocation in time and space, because everything in front of him was actually different from China's.
A large theater is no different. If the booth in the middle were not too flashy, Chen Feng would have thought that he had arrived at a theater and was about to listen to a grand musical or symphony!
"Yes, this is the trading venue!" Emperor Ran Xu saw Chen Feng's surprised look, smiled and patted Chen Feng on the shoulder, and then walked towards the lower part of the venue.
It was only then that Chen Feng was shocked to find that the soft chairs in the venue were already full of people, but the scene in front of him was so shocking that Chen Feng didn't pay attention!
He followed Emperor Ran Xu in a daze and walked toward the bottom of the venue. Not long after, under the leadership of Emperor Ran Xu, Chen Feng came to a seat at the front of the trading venue!
"Xiaoyou Chen, your seat is in the first row, I will send you here!"
As he spoke, Emperor Ran Xu stopped, and Chen Feng realized that there seemed to be a certain distribution of seats. Although there were many empty seats in the first few rows, there were only a few hundred people sitting in the first row.
Tian Yan, Han Xiao, Ying Fei and others who were familiar to him also took a few monks and sat in the first row, and the surroundings were slightly empty.
After a moment of silence, Chen Feng already understood the general idea. The closer he got to the booth, the more distinguished his identity and status became, and as Emperor Ran Xu, he could only sit in the second or third row!
After thinking about this, Chen Feng turned to Emperor Ran Xu and smiled faintly, then walked to the first row alone, found an unoccupied seat, and sat down safely.
Chen Feng was a little lonely, and his appearance also caused quite a stir. Many monks sitting in the back frowned and looked at Chen Feng. The originally quiet hall suddenly turned into whispers.
"Who is this kid? How can he be so rude? Do you want to die?" With Chen Feng's sensitive hearing, he immediately heard the low whispers coming from behind him in the distance.
"Shh 7e! Keep your voice down, he is the recently risen Emperor Chen Feng. If he hears it, be careful and you won't be able to eat it!"
"What? Is he Chen Feng? But... he's too young!"
"Hey...is this kid Chen Feng? What qualifications does he have to be in the first row, with the cultivation level of an emperor, is he so amazing?"
"That is, among the forces that can sit in the first few rows, which one does not have a few emperor monks? Why should he be in the first row? He simply does not know how to live or die..."
Chaotic discussions rang out from time to time behind Chen Feng, but Chen Feng smiled and ignored them, still sitting there leisurely, looking at the monks sitting in the first row quietly.
As his eyes wandered, Chen Feng keenly discovered that beside Tian Yan, there was an old man in his seventies wearing a golden gown. The old man looked resolute and not angry. In his bright eyes, there was a touch of domineering flow from time to time, which clearly showed his strength.
extraordinary.
Next to Han Xiao, there was a young monk who was about the same age as him. He had a handsome face and a slight smile on his lips. Although he could not tell what his cultivation level was, there was a faint sense of danger in that smile.
breath.
Looking at Guanghan Palace, Wang Ruoyu did not come in person, but a cold and charming young woman who looked exactly like Wang Ruoyu was sitting there quietly, exuding a trace of cold air, as if she was rejecting people.
It's like a thousand miles.
As his eyes kept wandering, Chen Feng discovered that most of the people in the first row were old acquaintances. Not only was the Ice Palace there, but also the Lord of Jiuxiao City, Yun Wuya, who had besieged him in the wilderness that day, was also there.
However, among so many people, the one that Chen Feng feared the most was an old man in rich clothes sitting next to Ying Fei. The old man closed his eyes quietly, as if sleeping, with a peaceful look on his face, but for some reason,
When Chen Feng's eyes touched him, his heart tightened, as if a pair of cold eyes were staring at him through his closed eyelids.
A creepy feeling, like a gloomy black curtain, suddenly pressed on Chen Feng's heart. Chen Feng was secretly shocked, who is this person? Is he Ying Fei's father, the master of Tianxuan Palace?
Everyone seemed to be aware of Chen Feng's gaze. The old man in gold shirt beside Tian Yan nodded quietly and then turned away. The young man next to Han Xiao smiled exaggeratedly at Chen Feng and tilted his head.
, looks a little funny.
When the beautiful young woman who was somewhat similar to Wang Ruoyu frowned when she saw Chen Feng, she then forced out a smile, which was considered perfunctory. As for the Ice Palace and Yun Wuya, they were just
He glanced at Chen Feng indifferently and ignored him.
In the venue, the discussion continued. While everyone was discussing Chen Feng, they also had doubts in their hearts. Although Chen Feng's cultivation was powerful, the power in the sect did not seem to be qualified to sit in the first row. However, Chen Feng acted so rudely.
, the other major sects showed no response at all, which is worthy of scrutiny.
However, with the appearance of Chen Feng, not everyone dared to speak loudly, especially some large sects with countless powerful people and numerous monks.
Originally, with the fall of the Zhong family, many large sects thought that they had the opportunity to fill this vacancy and become a transcendent existence in the inner realm. However, they never thought that Chen Feng was shameless and sat on it for his own sake. How could everyone
Tolerate?
Behind Chen Feng, an old man in his fifties was seen in the second row, his eyes fixed on Chen Feng who was looking around. A flash of anger suddenly flashed across his face, and soon a faint voice suddenly sounded in the venue.
"Young-mouthed kid, you don't have all your hair yet, yet you dare to be so presumptuous. Can you sit in that position?"
Chen Feng glanced at the monks in the first row very boredly. A discordant voice suddenly sounded. Chen Feng was stunned, and then a fierce light flashed in his eyes. His original intention of participating in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference this time was to bring down the Chen Zongxian Mansion.
After the name was announced, I never thought that the opportunity would come so soon.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng slowly turned his head, looked at the old man silently, and said, "Are you talking about me?"
The voice was bone-chilling, exuding waves of chill...
