"Disciple Ning Feng, the seventh personal transmission of Tianyun's lineage, pay homage to the elders."

Ning Feng was impressed by whom the person he ignored was, so he hurried forward and held the courtesy very respectfully.

This is the legendary figure in the Shrine Elder Jingxiang Pavilion!

While he was performing his rituals, he took a sneak peek at this old man.

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion was dressed in a coarse gray dress, with a clear face and white hair. He sat still on the chair and received a gift from Ning Feng.

If he didn't speak, it would be as if it didn't exist. After Ning Feng entered Jingxiang Pavilion, he instinctively ignored him.

Even now that he spoke, the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion did not even raise his head, holding a pen in one hand, writing quickly on the desk, not knowing what he was writing.

Ning Feng wanted to see that the strange thing was that it was clearly between a table and could not see the handwriting on it clearly, but he felt that the pen was moving, vigorous and powerful, and every word seemed to be about to jump out of the paper alive.

"So it's Tianyunzi's disciple. Are you here to choose the first true teaching?"

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion continued to say without raising his head.

"yes."

Ning Feng responded and asked, "I don't know..."

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion did not want to wait for him to finish his words, and said straight: "The nine methods and thirteen transformations are all here. If you choose which one to decide for yourself, don't ask me."

He stretched out his hand and whipped it, and the scene changed drastically in the Xiang Pavilion.

There are still more than ten thousand jade boxes flying and chasing in the sky;

There are twenty-two gates on the ground, nine golds and thirteen silvers. You can tell at a glance that they symbolize the nine methods and thirteen transformations of the Sun God Palace.

“Huh?”

Ning Feng looked at the scene in front of him and was extremely curious. In fact, after entering Jingxiang Pavilion, he never left him this feeling.

These twenty-two portals, whether gold or silver, are just portals.

In other words, they are just a lonely door, and you can see the other side of the door from the back by moving two steps sideways.

"What kind of spell is this..."

Ning Feng has been unable to feel dizzy until now. After passing the God-Breaking Tribulation, all the things he saw in the scriptures are extremely wonderful and beyond imagination.

There is the soul realm in the palace of the Gods collapsed and the statues of the gods resurrected; there is the world-renowned attention at the Fuyao Conference; there are the fish ferrying among the water and clouds, and the cranes at the foot of Tianyun Peak; there are the every move of Tianyunzi on the preaching rock, which evolves various great techniques...

Among them, this Jingxiang Pavilion is the most important.

Ning Feng looked closely and found that each of these portals was different. On them, they were either written or patterns, clearly expressing what was behind the door.

At the closest place to him, there was a god on a Golden Gate roaring to the sky, standing proudly on the surface of the sun without any harm to the light and heat.

——The nine methods and thirteen transformations, the eighth method among them, the nine blood-refining and purple gold body.

The farthest from him is a silver gate full of rainbows, like a world of rainbows behind the gate. Entering it, it is like a rainbow.

——The third technique of transformation, the second technique of escape, the second technique of transformation.

Ning Feng had a very meaning to look at it one by one, but at this time, the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion spoke again:

"The nine methods and thirteen transformations are the first method of the Sun, and no matter what method or transformation is, you can go straight in."

Ning Feng raised his eyebrows and asked strangely: "Where is the Sun Law?"

"Then you have to wait, there's someone inside."

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion had a faint voice, as if he had known how Ning Feng would choose him.

"Um?"

Ning Feng felt aroused in his heart and thought of a strange place.

"I just saw many disciples from the Divine Palace coming in and out, why didn't there be any of them in the Summer Palace?"

"Even if you go after entering the door, why can you enter the rest of the Dharma except the Sun Dharma? Is there no one inside?

Ning Feng thought for a while and felt that waiting was also waiting. It would be better to figure it out, otherwise he would always put things in his heart, and if he was not careful, it would affect the main business and lose a lot.

He leaned over and asked respectfully: "Elder, Ning Feng saw many senior brothers, uncles and uncles coming in and out outside the pavilion. Why are they not here? Where are they?"

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion stopped writing and looked up at Ning Feng for the first time.

What kind of gaze is that?

Ning Feng's pupils suddenly contracted. He clearly saw endless birth and death, endless joy and sorrow in the eyes of the elder Jingxiang Pavilion, as if the past, present, future, and things that happened in this world were in these eyes.

"They're here."

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion said lightly: "It's just that you can't see it."

Ning Feng swallowed his saliva. It would be better not to answer this answer. If it weren't for the strangeness that had seen many strange things in the soul realm, Ning Feng's hair would be blown up now.

"This is Jingxiang Pavilion, and Jingxiang Pavilion is not just here."

"If you understand, you understand, if you don't understand, you won't understand."

After saying this, the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion pointed his hand casually and said, "Since you are a disciple of Tian Yunzi, you will not be willing to try the Sun Dharma. So wait."

"When you are bored, you can learn more about the great sects."

After saying that, he lowered his head and started writing quickly again, completely thinking that Ning Feng no longer existed.

Ning Feng had no time to care about what he was, and his whole mind was filled with the words "This is...not just here..." by the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion.

After a moment, he showed a sudden look and blurted out: "Is this Jingxiang Pavilion..."

Ning Feng's mind appeared outside the Jingxiang Pavilion, and the words Shen Zhaoxuan said mysteriously suddenly realized.

"This Jingxiang Pavilion does not exist alone."

"Every disciple of the divine palace came from the gate and entered the Jingxiang Pavilion, not the Jingxiang Pavilion."

Ning Feng remembered the thousand-layer cake that Ning Caichen liked to buy for him when he was a child. After realizing this moment, Jingxiang Pavilion was a huge thousand-layer cake in his eyes.

Layer by layer, what is stacked is not pastries, but space and the world.

Walking in from the same door, you step into the Jingxiang Pavilion at different levels. They are all Jingxiang Pavilions, and none of them are Jingxiang Pavilions.

The real Jingxiang Pavilion spans many levels, and its true form contains endless immortal power. Just thinking about it, Ning Feng felt that the mountain was as heavy as a mountain, and the magnificent existence as long as the sky was pressing on his heart, and it was difficult to breathe.

"What kind of power is this, how wonderful it is?"

Ning Feng was moved, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he turned his head and looked at the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion.

"He...he...he..."

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion in Ning Feng's eyes was still the ordinary and elegant old man who wrote quickly. However, looking at this old man, Ning Feng couldn't suppress the feeling that was gushing out of his chest.

——Terrifying and terrifying!

Jingxiang Pavilion can cross countless levels and use its powerful power to turn itself into the greatest thousand-layer cake in the world. Ning Feng can understand and accept it.

After all, this is the fundamental and important place of the seven sects of the world's Sun God Palace, with blessings from all generations, countless ancestors have worked hard, and the supreme great Dharma, and the existence of the world. What can't be created?

Where is the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion?!

Whether in the outer door or the inner door, all those who are lucky enough to come to Jingxiang Pavilion have spoken all the words, saying that there is only one elder of Jingxiang Pavilion in Jingxiang Pavilion.

This is scary.

It’s not that there is only one person scary, but that every disciple of the divine palace who came in clearly saw the same elder of the Jingxiang Pavilion at different levels, which is scary!

It is still a pity to use the four words "terrifying and terrifying" to the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion.

Ning Feng's expression was extremely complicated, thinking: "I originally thought they believed that the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion was a legendary figure, but the reasons were not sufficient. Now it seems that I am too naive."

"I realized that I was not the only one who truly existed in Jingxiang Pavilion. Of course, they could understand how terrifying the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion is like me at this moment!"

The elder of Jingxiang Pavilion seemed to be able to feel the shock in Ning Feng's heart. He looked up for the second time, looked at him, nodded and said, "I have a good understanding, it's not a lump of elm, I hope Tianyunzi can get lucky."

"Okay, you have limited time in Jingxiang Pavilion, don't waste it on me, go."

After saying that, the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion did not mean to wait for Ning Feng to respond, and continued to bow his head and write.

Ning Feng bowed and really calmed down and walked towards the Kinmen that was closest to him.

"The eighth Dharma: the Nine Blood Refining Yang Purple Gold Body on this Golden Gate, it's better to know it first."

Ning Fengxin stopped in front of the Golden Gate and looked up.

“Huh?”

He got closer and found that a small golden bell was hanging above the Golden Gate, neither high nor low, just one person was up and down.

Ning Feng looked around and found that except for the Golden Gate representing the "Sun Method", there was a bell hanging on the other gold and silver portals.

"What is this for?"

Seeing that the elder of Jingxiang Pavilion ignored his intentions, Ning Feng reached out and held the bell.

Next moment—

"Dingling ~Dingling ~~"

The ringtone kept ringing, Ning Feng was in a daze, as if he saw a much larger bell floating there. As the ringtone rang, countless notes turned into characters and flowed into his eyebrows.
To be continued...