"Master."
Tang Xingfeng had just come out of the different space and saw his master planting flowers and plants leisurely, like an ordinary old man.
The master waved his hand to him.
Tang Xingfeng understood, so he bowed and resigned.
In the inner sect of the Mingpeng Sect, Tang Xingfeng returned to his cave. During this period, two major events happened in the Mingpeng Sect. One was the death of Gong Daoquan, the deacon of the inner sect. The friction between the sect and the Beast Alliance intensified. Secondly, the sect leader Venerable Chen Huang made a breakthrough in cultivation and reached the ninth level of spiritual realm.
One bad thing and one good thing.
As a ninth-level spiritual master, Venerable Chenhuang, coupled with his unparalleled speed, has greatly enhanced his intimidating power in the Central Continent!
Tang Xingfeng was also quite happy when he heard the news.
In the cave, Tang Xingfeng released a fire bull to "look after his home and courtyard" for him.
Huo Niu has been practicing in the stone lock space recently, refining the fire essence. His demonic power has obviously improved greatly, and he is about to enter the late beast king realm. Before following Tang Xingfeng, Huo Niu never dreamed that he would be able to achieve the level of cultivation he has today.
"Lao Niu, go and call Lin Huan and Chang Ming over."
Tang Xingfeng ordered.
"Yes, Master."
Fire Ox is extremely respectful.
Lin Huan and Chang Ming were both appointed by Tang Xingfeng to be the deputy masters of the Sword Pavilion. In the absence of him, the cheap master, Lin Huan and Chang Ming had full authority to handle the affairs of the Sword Pavilion.
Not long after, Huo Niu led the two of them to the cave.
"Go in, the master is waiting for you." Huo Niu said, and he stood waiting outside the cave.
"Brother Niu please."
Lin Huan and Chang Ming were also polite to Huo Niu.
When Tang Xingfeng met the two of them, he skipped any polite words and got straight to the point. What he cared about most was the sect's points.
Lin Huan reported and specially took out a manual with very detailed records. Currently, there are 25,592 members of Dao Pavilion. More than 70% are outer disciples, nearly 30% are inner disciples, and 30% are core disciples. People, including Lin Huan.
In the past two months, Tang Xingfeng's monthly points collection has exceeded 30,000!
Lin Huan stepped forward, took out his identity token, and gave Tang Xingfeng 62,000 points.
Tang Xingfeng was very satisfied. More than 60,000 points were enough. Entering the Tomb of Mingpeng once only required 50,000 points.
Listening to the report, he also felt a little emotional. When he first joined, there were only 277 members in this Sword Pavilion. Now it has more than 25,000 members, which is nearly a hundred times more!
The outer sect disciples generally join the Sword Pavilion to be protected by the Sword Pavilion, while the inner sect disciples and core disciples do so to rely on the strong.
Tang Xingfeng understands this. If he has the opportunity, he doesn't mind helping these people. After all, so far, he has taken a lot of points and paid almost nothing. This is not his style.
"Okay, you go back."
Tang Xingfeng called Lin Huan and Chang Ming back.
He was not interested in listening to the report on other trivial management matters and left them to the two of them.
He pulled his identity card, which had more than 60,000 points on it, the Tomb of Mingpeng, he had been looking forward to it for a long time!
"Old Niu, you look after the house, I'll go out for a while."
Tang Xingfeng left a word and disappeared.
Ming Peng Sect, Ming Peng’s Tomb.
This is a forbidden area and few people come here.
Tang Xingfeng stepped through a restricted entrance. Unexpectedly, behind the entrance was a courtyard. This courtyard was very ordinary and had no mystery.
He pushed the door open and went in. Since it was a courtyard, there must be someone living there. He couldn't detect the other person's aura, which only meant that the other party was very clever at concealing his aura.
"Huh? It's a new face, interesting..."
Suddenly someone spoke in the yard.
"Senior, please show up and see me."
Tang Xingfeng raised his hand and said, this is the Ming Peng Sect, and the opponent must be a senior of the sect and will not harm him.
An old figure appeared in the courtyard. Tang Xingfeng had never seen this person before. At a glance, Tang Xingfeng could faintly feel that there was a trace of signs of Qi and blood decay in the old man due to his strong mental strength.
This old man, like the original Great Elder Luo Ye, was probably approaching the end of his lifespan.
"Interesting, little guy, you are very good..." The old man laughed. Naturally, the old man found himself being peered at by a spiritual power, and the master of the spiritual power was the young man in front of him.
"Senior, don't know what to call me?"
Tang Xingfeng asked, the old man in front of him should be a high-level spiritual master, not weaker than the second elder and third elder of Mingpeng Sect!
The Mingpeng Sect is indeed a behemoth in the Central Continent. It is so hidden, Tang Xingfeng thought to himself.
The old man shook his head and didn't even bother to mention his name.
Tang Xingfeng explained his purpose and took out his identity card to prove his identity as a core disciple.
The old man casually drew away 50,000 points, and with a few clicks, the restriction at the back of the yard opened, and a strange aura came to his face.
"Go ahead, little one, and do what you can."
The old man warned.
Before coming, Tang Xingfeng had done his homework. Only senior leaders above the elders of the Mingpeng Sect and the best among the core disciples were eligible to enter the Tomb of Mingpeng.
Among the core disciples of this generation, only three people, Ling Feixue, Jiang Hong, and Luo Sheng, had entered. He was the fourth. After all, 50,000 points was not that easy to come by.
The core disciples are weak in cultivation and can only last up to two hours in the Tomb of Ming Peng.
"Thank you, senior."
As Tang Xingfeng spoke, he took a step into the restricted area. In front of his eyes was the barren black soil, without any grass growing, and the air of death was circulating.
The moment he entered, a pair of huge dark pupils lit up underground!
Looking at the pair of giant eyes at his feet, it was really scary. He knew that once someone entered the tomb of Mingpeng, the spirit of Mingpeng would be awakened.
Tang Xingfeng strolled forward and reached the center of the cemetery. To him, who was familiar with the monument of life and death, the death energy around him was like air, without any discomfort.
"Haha, does this count as cheating..."
Tang Xingfeng smiled. It was a coincidence that he thoroughly understood the life and death monument before entering Mingpeng's tomb, but it unexpectedly made him unaffected by the death energy.
In other words, he can stay in Mingpeng's Tomb as long as he wants. It should be noted that ordinary spiritual elders can stay in Mingpeng's Tomb for at most one day each time.
No matter what, practice first!
"Wings of Mingpeng, open!"
A pair of black wings spread behind Tang Xingfeng and flapped slowly, while his eyes stared at the giant pupils at his feet.
The giant pupils flickered and the wind blew violently.
Tang Xingfeng was in the strong wind, his body motionless. Suddenly, the giant pupils disappeared and turned into the eyes of a roc. The huge body of the roc was somewhat illusory and uncertain.
This is the spirit of Mingpeng!
Phew!
The spirit of the Mingpeng flapped its wings, and the strong wind roared by. The spirit of the Mingpeng kept appearing everywhere as if teleporting.
Tang Xingfeng observed carefully. Every time the spirit of the Ming Peng flapped its wings, he firmly grasped it, and a pair of wings behind him vibrated accordingly.
"Chase!"
Tang Xingfeng's heart moved and he chased after the Mingpeng Spirit. However, he missed every time. The Mingpeng Spirit led him for several laps.
"So fast!"
Tang Xingfeng was helpless.
The speed he was proud of was not at the same level as the Mingpeng Spirit in front of him, and the condensed Mingpeng Spirit obviously only had the aura of the Beast Sect.
How could the gap be so big?
He has cultivated the magical power of Mingpeng Wings to the Dacheng state. The Dacheng state is divided into three stages, namely spirit possession, spirit fusion, and channeling.
He is in the second stage, the Dacheng Spirit Fusion Realm.
And the spirit of Ming Peng in front of me, and the movement technique it just displayed, is not at any stage of the Ming Peng Wings Dacheng Realm, but the Perfection Realm!
