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Chapter Thirteen What Do You Want?(1/2)

"Son, he isn't he dead?"

Ning Caichen covered his nose. To be honest, the smell was a bit fragrant. He just looked at the twitching lump on the ground. He really couldn't think of any good smell.

He took two steps forward, stretched out his toes and poked them back quickly.

The unlucky guy on the ground had holes all over his body, and his majestic beard curled up. His skin was exposed outside, like cooked shrimps.

"I can't die."

Ning Feng shook his hand, touched the sun scarf on his forehead, and replied absent-mindedly.

The outer door sun scarf was originally bright silver, and there was silver light flowing, but now it was dull, as if it was aged silk.

"External goods are exterior goods. Once used, you have to put them under the sun to absorb the sun's light by themselves. I don't know how long it will take to recover."

"If you officially start in a few days, you will not be able to change to a real sun towel."

Ning Feng looked quite leisurely and fascinated. The real sun scarf has many magical effects, but it is spread through rumors, and it is impossible to explain it clearly if it is not the owner.

He cared about it but it wasn't.

"Is the one I just now?"

"So, fighting is still very simple."

Ning Feng recalled the moment when he was fighting before, and the kind of calmness he pulled out was as cold as a bystander, and even felt strange.

"I didn't expect that I was like that during the battle."

"But... the feeling of calculating everything and mastering it is good."

Thinking of the previous battle, Ning Feng couldn't help but feel a little grateful: "Fortunately, I have the method of giving up. I have completed the Medicine Master's Glazed Glazed Sutra in advance and made the Glazed Glazed Body, otherwise I wouldn't be able to withstand all the power in the outer sun scarf."

While thinking about it, he was still shaking his hands, which made Ning Caichen look sideways and wonder if his son had made something wrong.

The sun's divine light burst out from his fingers. Ning Feng felt that his arm tendons were burning. Of course, compared to the person who started foaming at the ground, this was a completely small problem.

"It's just that the most basic power is still the same in the outer sun scarf. I really practiced the Sun Method of the Sun God Palace. I wonder what the situation is? No wonder the outer gate has to focus on our minds for three years, and first create a clear inside and outside, and the body is like glass."

Ning Feng shook his hand almost the same, and felt that his hand was his own again, so he stepped forward to drag one of the unconscious man's feet and dragged it out the door with difficulty.

The Medicine Master's Glazed Sutra was transformed and Ning Feng even increased his strength a lot. Otherwise, it would be really not a matter of talking about how to move such a big man.

"Hey, hey, son, what are you going to do?"

“Take it out.”

Ning Feng said concisely and did the same thing. With a "bang", the man was thrown out of the yard in a miserable way.

As for whether someone will care about it outside, then I will not do Ning Feng's business.

"..." Ning Caichen poked his head outside, closed the door quickly, and asked worriedly: "I said, son, will there be trouble?"

Ning Feng shook his head and laughed, holding Ning Caichen, who was still a little restless, and explained: "There will be no trouble. In a few days, I will be a disciple of the inner sect of the Sun God Palace. This is the territory of the Divine Palace. What trouble can I have?"

While comforting my father, Ning Feng was thinking, feeling ridiculous and sarcastic: "Isn't this the legendary demolition? I didn't expect that I could not see it in my previous life, so I opened my eyes here."

"Father." Ning Feng said to Ning Caichen with a smile: "They only dare to use intimidation methods. Obviously, they still don't want to cause too much noise and attract the attention of the Divine Palace. Besides, it's just an inconspicuous little person. It won't be a big deal to hurt him."

"As for a few days..."

Ning Feng said arrogantly: "That wouldn't be a problem."

Ning Caichen nodded as if he understood it, but he was used to it. His son would make the decision on the big things at home.

"In another three days, it will be Fuyao."

Ning Feng stood up, went back to the house to pack up a few pieces of clothing, and said to Ning Caichen: "We can all invite a relative to the meeting, father, you can go too."

"Go to the scene to witness the big day when my son becomes a disciple of the Sun God Palace."

"Okay!" Ning Caichen looked excited, and even Ning Feng suddenly began to pack things and other actions, thinking about what he should behave that day so that he would not lose his son's face.

"Then let's go."

"ah?"

"Stay at the outer door for a few days first to avoid panic in a moment..."

Ning Feng and his son left the dilapidated courtyard and headed towards the outer gate of the Sun God Palace in Tiandu Mountain.

"I only have such a father, so it's best to be careful. Although it's a small matter, if I really encounter someone who doesn't open my eyes and hurt my father, I can't make up for anything I do."

Ning Feng looked at the empty courtyard for the last time. Together with Ning Caichen, who had not noticed his thoughts at all, was still immersed in the scenery of the upcoming Fuyao Conference, he slowly threw Chaoyang Town behind him and gradually moved away...

...

Time flowed by quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the day of Fuyao Club was coming.

“Dou~Dou~~Dou~~~~~”

The morning sun rises slowly, and the rays of rays are like fire. When all things are lit up from the darkness, melodious bells and chimes come from Tiandu Mountain.

Within a radius of more than ten miles, there are many mortals and monks who have risen early, looking out toward Tiandu Mountain in their own way.

In the past, the thick fog that enveloped the entire Tiandu Mountain dispersed. In the originally empty void, the peaks suddenly appeared in everyone's sight as if they were broken into a painting.

Nine peaks fly away from the ground, hundreds of feet high, like the fairy mountain of Tianshan Mountain, embellishing Qiong Pavilion, but unfortunately they are far away and cannot be seen clearly.

"This is opening the mountain gate!"

"It will take three years to see you."

There was the old man at the foot of Tiandu Mountain, who was proudly pointing out and boasting at the younger generation who was looking forward to the ignorant.

Whether it is a monk or a mortal, looking at Tiandu Mountain on this day is because today is the day of Fuyao Meeting, and the Sun God Palace opens its mountain gate every three years to extradite new disciples.

The mountain protection formation is released, and the nine flying peaks that are hidden in clouds and fog on weekdays will appear together.

Nine peaks surround a mountain, which is the main mountain of Tiandu Mountain.

A palace made of red copper and red jade floated on the mountain, blooming red light, as if echoing the rising sun, and more like one east and one west, two suns.

Sun God Palace!

This is the true core and important place of the Sun God Palace of the seven sects in the world, and it is also a treasure to maintain sects.

What level is this treasure palace of the sect? What is the point? It is not something that ordinary mortals and monks can know.

I only know that it is very high, just like now, several mountains are as high as that.

The treasure of the sect, along with a large area of ​​Red Copper Square, floats high on the top of Tiandu Mountain.

There are people in the square!

"Finally, it's started."

Ning Feng stood among the new disciples wearing a wide robe and big sleeves.

Everyone dressed the same, and their clothes rose and floated with the rising and falling of the Sun God Palace and the Red Copper Square as if they were about to ascend to the sky.

Ning Feng was a little uncomfortable and looked down at his robe and clothes.

This is a sun robe, pure white, woven with golden silk, which looks peaceful and sacred, and also has golden light. If you look at the right angle, the golden silk reflects the sunlight and becomes dazzling and unseen.

"According to legend, there is a special robes in the Sun God Palace, called the Golden Thread Clothes. The material of this sun robe is imitated as the Golden Thread Clothes, but it can only be obtained in its shape but not in its spirit."

"I don't know when I can see what the golden velvet clothes look like?"

Ning Feng thought without expectation.

The golden velvet velvet is still a bit far away from him. It is a famous magic velvet in the Sun God Palace. Ordinary inner disciples may not be able to get it.

This is just like the nine people standing tall above the palace with Ning Feng and his clothes floating.

The head of the Sun God Palace - Shen Buyi, the eight people who took a step back slightly, were the Lord of Zhufeng Mountain in the Divine Palace.

"The Great Sun Survey of the Sky!"

"rise!"

Shen Buyi raised his hands high and looked at the eastward Chaoyang.

The Lord of Zhufeng Mountain dispersed a few steps, formed a semicircle, and shouted in unison.

In the square in front of the palace, the red copper ground cracked, and thousands of rays of light burst out, and a huge bronze mirror magic weapon about a meter radius rose.

The mirror was filled with rich golden light, and with the actions of the nine people in front of the palace, a brilliant light burst out into the sky, heading towards the rising sun in the sky.

The next moment, the huge square and the brilliant palace were shrouded in a faint golden light, as if something had been betting on the glorious day.

"Is this the Great Sun Survey Law?"

Ning Feng was quite interested. He had not yet truly come into contact with the way of cultivating immortals, and could not imagine what kind of great achievement it was?

In the vast and boundless world, as long as your eyes can withstand the sun, monks from all walks of life can see the scene from the sun.

He only knew that from this moment on, thirty new disciples entered the eyes of countless immortal cultivators.

The first step of shaking up to 90,000 miles was taken.

"Fuyao meeting, start!"

After Shen Buyi announced, he sat down straight.
To be continued...
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