Shenzhou College is surrounded by mountains.
Among these thousands of peaks, there is a purple peak that is 73,000 feet high. It is only halfway up the mountain and already stands proudly above the sea of clouds.
A huge waterfall flies down the mountainside shrouded in mist, with water splashing everywhere, which is quite spectacular.
The stairs made of layers of bluestones wind all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top, like a coiled dragon, which is extremely shocking.
This mountain peak is called Wanhu Mountain.
That is the peak of Linghu Mountain.
According to the regulations of Shenzhou Academy, only inner court disciples in the Realm of True God are qualified to open mountain caves.
Linghu Shan was able to open a mountain cave as a disciple of the outer courtyard.
This shows how powerful he is.
At this time, at the top of Wanhu Mountain.
An antique attic is built here, suspended above the clouds, looking quite sacred.
More than a dozen monks in purple knelt in front of the loft, not even daring to breathe.
A long time passed.
The castle in the air suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a white robe walked out.
He was tall and tall, with a jade-like face. He looked like a talented person, with a flying sword tied behind his back. He looked down at the cultivators below from a high position and said, "Why are there only a few of you back... Where are the people that Senior Brother Linghu asked you to invite?"
"Senior Brother Qizhen Yan..."
A purple-robed monk slowly raised his head. The moment he saw the white-robed monk, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again, and said: "Then Shen Chenfeng said... If anything happens, let your order Senior Brother Fox went there in person..."
"presumptuous!"
Yan Pang raised his brows, and an extremely sharp aura erupted from his body, saying: "What is Senior Brother Linghu's identity? Is there any reason to meet him in person?"
"yes."
"Senior Brother Yan, we said so too."
"But Shen Chenfeng doesn't appreciate it at all and insists on letting Senior Brother Linghu go in person."
Those purple-clothed monks seemed to have found the master of suffering and began to pour out the suffering.
"Since he doesn't appreciate it, why are you talking nonsense?"
"Don't you know how to take action and tie him up?"
Yan Pang snorted coldly and said, "Such a trivial matter has to alarm Senior Brother Linghu. How do you do it?"
"Senior Brother Yan, you are wronged."
"It's not that we didn't take action, but we are no match for that kid."
"Even Senior Brother Yang was injured by Shen Chenfeng. Now he is kneeling on Qi Tianfeng and dare not get up."
The purple-clothed monks quickly drank.
"What?"
"You guys can't beat Shen Chenfeng?"
Yan Pang was stunned for a moment, then shouted sternly: "Trash, really trash... You group of disciples from the outer courtyard can't even defeat a cultivator who is not admitted... If word spreads, where will Senior Brother Linghu's face be?"
"Senior Brother Yan, help me."
"You must not let Senior Brother Linghu know about this matter."
"Otherwise, we're all screwed."
As if remembering Linghu Shan's methods, the purple-clothed monks all shuddered.
"Good luck to you."
"Senior Brother Linghu is currently cultivating and will not be able to come out for a while."
Yan Pang folded his arms and said with a proud look on his face: "Forget it...seeing that everyone is working for Senior Brother Linghu, I will help you once today."
"Is this true?"
Hearing this, the purple-clothed monks were suddenly filled with surprise.
You know, Yan Pang is a master who ranks ninety-seven on the Chinese character list.
Although he is also at the eighth level of the gods, he is many times stronger than Yang Dong.
Especially with his great swordsmanship, he is hard to beat.
If it weren't for the limitations of cultivation, he would definitely be in the top ten on the humanoid list.
"We are all our own people, why should I lie to you?"
Seeing the purple-clothed monk's surprised eyes, Yan Pang was extremely pleased.
He raised his chin slightly arrogantly and said calmly: "Since Shen Chenfeng can defeat Yang Dong, he must be very powerful. Now that my cultivation has reached a bottleneck, I will use him as a stepping stone to help me break through the current realm. I hope he won't it disappointed me."
"Although Shen Chenfeng has good cultivation, how can he be the opponent of Senior Brother Yan?"
"As long as Senior Brother Yan takes action, Shen Chenfeng will definitely be able to capture him."
"With Shen Chenfeng's strength, I'm afraid he won't even be able to take the three moves of Senior Brother Yan."
Those purple-robed monks quickly flattered him.
"alright."
Yan Pang waved his hand and said calmly: "Let's go and meet him. Let me see what a practitioner who can defeat Yang Dong is capable of!"
At the same time, on Qi Tian Peak.
Shen Chenfeng sat cross-legged on the ground, playing with the ring in his hand.
This ring looks ordinary, but its power is extremely amazing, and it can actually restrain the Tiangang Sword.
But the most surprising thing is that on the back of this ring, there is a line of simple and clumsy words imprinted on it.
Shen Chenfeng looked at it and didn't recognize a single word.
"stop looking."
"What is imprinted on this ring is the words of our Eternal Heaven."
"Except for the practitioners of Yong'an Heavenly Court, no one can understand these words now."
The childish voice of tapping my heart suddenly sounded in my mind.
"In that case, you should recognize these words, right?"
Shen Chenfeng's heart moved and he asked, "What is written on these words?"
"This trapped sky ring is the most precious treasure of Emperor Liangyi."
"The words on it are naturally written about the secret knowledge of Emperor Liangyi, the Great Yuanci Liangyi Divine Light."
He yawned and said in a mysterious tone.
"Great Yuanci Liangyi Divine Light?"
Shen Chenfeng groaned and said, "What kind of magical power is this?"
"This is not a magical power, but a secret technique."
"This secret is a magic weapon that condenses the light of the North Yi and the light of the South Yi and can absorb all metals."
"No matter how high the grade of your magic weapon is, as long as it is made of metal, it will be restrained by the divine light of the Great Yuan Magnetic Liangyi."
Knocking on the heart and hugging the shoulders, the old god is here.
"so smart?"
Han Ge said quickly: "No wonder the ring was of low quality and was able to trap me. It turned out to be the fault of the Great Yuanci Liangyi Divine Light."
"What is written on this?"
Shen Chenfeng suddenly became interested and asked quickly.
"Don't even think about it."
"Since the fall of Emperor Liangyi, the divine light of Great Yuanci and Liangyi has been lost."
"Even if you knew the content, you wouldn't be able to understand it."
Keng Xin snorted and said with a hint of disdain.
"That's not necessarily the case."
"Don't forget, I am the Dao Lord of Heaven."
"When it comes to other things, I dare not say anything. But when it comes to the mysteries of Taoism, I boast that few people can compare with me."
Shen Chenfeng smiled, his voice full of confidence.
"That's fine."
Knocking on the heart, he raised his hand and pointed, and mysterious words flowed out one by one, like the most profound secrets of spells in ancient times.
Every spell is branded with divine patterns.
Eventually these spells come together to form a circle of black and white.
