Chapter 97 The Old Man Comes

Just as Gan Ping was thinking about moving forward all the way, the boundless Zi at the top of Mingyun Peak was standing behind his back from Mo Yuefeng and glanced at the noisy ground fire hall. Mo Yuefeng said to this ugly face, "Brother, it seems that your people who come to the fire hall to borrow fire are also good." There is a lot of irony in the words. In fact, the opening of the Mingyunfeng Fire Hall to the outside world is a rule handed down by the ancestor of the sect. The real person in seconds is also born in Sanxiu. Knowing the hardships and helplessness of Sanxiu, he has established this rule that benefits everyone.

In those years, the Miaocheng Sect was famous. Although the cultivation of scattered cultivation was extremely high, it did not dare to make a bad one. However, today's Miaocheng Sect is getting worse and worse, and its status and strength have not been much better than before. Although it is still beautiful on the surface, there are faintly several sects who are coveted by it. For the defense of this fire hall, I was really willing but weak. When Miaochengzong won the whole victory, there was a monk of Yuanshen Mahayana in turn to calm the fire hall every year. But in today's Miaocheng Sect, in addition to those Taishang elders who can't be closed, there are no monks of Yuanshen Mahayana.

When the fire hall is opened every month, it can only rely on an elder Yuanying to guard the door with the help of prohibition. A few years ago, Mo Yufeng and others proposed to the head of the angry real person to close the fire hall and no longer borrow flames. Such a large number of strange people gather in such places every month, which is really worrying. The remuneration paid by those scattered repairs is simply not directly proportional to this risk, but under the insistence of the boundless and others, this rule is still continued.

Now Mo Zhenfeng's face is particularly ugly when he mentions the past. He squinted at several scattered practitioners who were about Gan Ping just now. He said, "This rule is not invalid, but it is also time to deter the young people. Otherwise, anyone will think that I am a soft persimmon and take it at will. Pinch." After listening to the murderous words of Wu Yizi, Mo Jiangfeng smiled and nodded.

Mo Congfeng didn't know that such a move to close the fire hall and destroy the rules of nearly ten thousand years is a manifestation of weakness, but he really had no choice but to do it for the safety of the sect. A few days ago, what happened in the Lishan Hall of the sect was enough to explain the embarrassing situation of the Miaocheng sect. Even the elders in the sect were pulled away from the sect, and the bright appearance of Miaocheng was already in danger. Unless there is a figure like the ancestor of Miaocheng in those years, and only a sword sweeps away the heroes to deter Xiaoxiao, can he turn the tide.

If it hadn't been for the news that Mo Shufeng killed the blood demon ancestors a few days ago, it would have shocked these people. It can't be said that these scattered cultivations at the top of the mountain road just now would have taken action against Gan Ping and kill and treasure. Although Mo Fengfeng and Wu Yizi were after that, they would not allow such things to happen at all, but when they thought that such a small Sanxiu actually had the intention to kill people and seize treasures in the Miaocheng Sect, the two of them had a murderous intention in their hearts. It's okay to kill those who don't know how to go in and retreat and despise the sect!

Gan Ping, who was moving forward, naturally did not know what was going on behind him. Mo Zhenfeng glanced at the endless Zongwai Sanxiu at the corners of his eyes, and there was a sneer at the corners of his mouth. Fortunately, these people knew that the opportunity did not take action against Ping, otherwise the three swords he sealed in the sword of the mountain would definitely tear them into pieces. With Mo Congfeng's cultivation, even a few swords would not be able to withstand the scattered cultivations of these Jindan period.

Gan Ping, carrying the heavy mountain sword, headed for Xiandu Peak. If it hadn't been for such a heavy Xuanbing on his back, he would have sacrificed his flying sword in an instant. Unfortunately, his flying sword could not bear such a weight at all. It's ridiculous that day, I was surprised that since Master Mo Yufeng was the first seat of the Tiangong Hall, how could he take out such a shabby flying sword? It seemed that he did it on purpose that day.

He carried a flying sword of more than 4,000 catties on his back for dozens of miles. When he came to the bottom of Xiandu Peak, he was a little unsuffiable forging his physical cultivation that Ganping had already cut the jade realm. Sitting breathlessly on a rock at the foot of the mountain, he looked enviously at a sword light flying through the sky. The sword light was purple and powerful, which was obviously not ordinary. After practicing the way of making weapons for a period of time, Gan Ping has also learned some of the method of viewing weapons. Looking at the sword light, Gan Ping couldn't help nodding slightly. The flying sword has reached the level of four grades, which can be regarded as going into the room.

While looking at Gan Ping, the purple sword light flying to the top of the peak suddenly turned around and flew towards him. Gan Ping couldn't help but be very strange. What is this person going to do? He quickly stood up and stared at it. Before the sword fell to the ground, Gan Ping looked carefully and a burst of loud laughter came out from it: "Haha, it turned out to be Gan Ping's younger brother. Today, I heard that Brother Gan was accepted as a mantle disciple by the boundless Elder. He was just busy with some trivial matters and failed to visit him, but he didn't expect to meet him here. I don't know why Brother Gan came here?" The voice is bold and kind, and it is Zeng Qi, who hasn't seen her for a long time.

Seeing that it was his heart, Gan Ping settled down and quickly arched his hand and said, "I just saw the sound of the sword light. I thought which brother had such cultivation, but I didn't expect it to be Brother Zeng Qi. I haven't seen Brother Zeng's cultivation for more than half a year." Zeng Qi happily walked to the Gan Ping plane and looked at him up and down. The white figure in front of him was also much taller. He did not look like a child when he first entered that day. He had vaguely grown into a beautiful teenager.

Of course, the old man was very happy to meet. Zeng Qi patted Gan Ping's shoulder and smiled, "I just looked in the sky and vaguely felt that it was you. When I came down, I saw that you were really here. What's my cultivation, but I was lucky, but you worshipped the endless future under the endless elders." Gan Ping smiled and did not answer. Zeng Qi would be even more surprised if she knew that she had been admitted by Wei Yufeng's first door. Looking at Zeng Qi, who is smiling in front of her, her cultivation is already in the initial stage of solidity. She can break through this realm at any time and reach the middle level. A purple sword behind her is inserted obliquely, which makes her even more heroic.

Gan Ping couldn't help but wonder that his cultivation was fast enough, but he didn't expect Zeng Qi to be faster in front of him. I haven't seen him jump from the peak of gas refining for half a year, and there is still a faint breakthrough. I remember that when I saw him that day, he was just the first time to enter the peak of gas refining. In such a short time, he entered the country so quickly. Is it that the disciples of the inner door are so excellent? Looking at Gan Ping's doubtful eyes, Zeng Qi was stunned. She immediately understood and said with a smile, "Brother Gan is wondering about my cultivation? I don't know how much I've seen your expression these days. I'm just lucky for my brother. With that, he told Gan Ping the reason.

That day, after Zeng Qi and Gan Ping fought with Li Xing'an, Gan Ping hid back from the fire hall. Although the Li family was powerful, it was not easy to pull down his face to find his bad luck. What's more, Wu Yizi was quite protective of him. But Zeng Qi, who returned to the inner door, was not so lucky. Although she could not do anything to him on the surface, she secretly used many tricks, and even Zeng Qi's master could not intervene. Later, Zeng Qi became more and more serious about him. Zeng Qi was accused of sending the sect to pick strange grass. Although she knew that it was the Li family who framed her, Zeng Qi had nothing to do but bear it silently. Originally, his cultivation was not enough to enter the inner door. Only by watching him diligently can he be included in it. This time, he was assigned out, but no one talked about it for him.

Fortunately, when Zeng Qi came out of the general sect to collect medicine, Zeng Qi was lucky enough to meet a nine-leaf purple lucidum. After trying her best to kill the medicine spirit beast, her cultivation soared in a single stroke, breaking through the realm of gas refining. After bringing most of the remaining purple lucidum back to the sect, Zeng Qi was rewarded with a four-grade lower-level flying sword and a sword score, and the spiritual stone was also rewarded a lot. Listening to Zeng Qi's casual and simple words, Gan Ping heard the hardships. In front of him, he didn't know how much he had been persecuted. Among them, only he knew the bitterness. Fortunately, God saw his pity. After this ordeal, he not only his cultivation soared, but also made such a great contribution. It would take some time for the Li family to persecute him again. I thought about it.