Suddenly, a figure flashed in the distance, and several masters rushed over.

com Chi Yan's expression changed slightly and he whispered: "Cheng Ying and his best friend are here! Most of them are here to provoke and demonstrate, so I will deal with it. Don't say too much. Within the holy city, the disciples in the sect are strictly prohibited from fighting, so they will not dare to hurt you."

Hu Qingpeng smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of death. Are you still afraid of being threatened?" He sighed in his heart. As soon as he entered the Demon Sect, he met such a terrible rival in love. The future development will definitely be very difficult. But as Chi Yan said that once he left the holy city, Cheng Ying could do whatever he wanted. This is the most uneasy thing that made him feel the most uneasy. Even if he can successfully resolve the poison, it is still unknown whether he can escape from Bayan Kala Mountain alive! Cheng Ying's threat is like a ray of light on his back, so you must be careful at all times.

The two of them stride forward while talking, and a moment later they met Cheng Ying and others halfway.

The eagle fell to the ground with a deep foot and laughed, "Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still as handsome as before! But why didn't you notify me before you come to the Holy City? I'd like to go down the mountain to greet you solemnly." He has a slender figure, elegant appearance, eyes like cold electricity, eyebrows are long on his temples, and his manners are generous and calm. His body naturally exudes a leader's temperament. Even if he is mixed with millions of people, you will still be firmly attracted by him at first sight. His clothes are well-tailed, valuable materials are used, and the accessories he carries are carefully selected. All of them are rare treasures in the world, making him look more and more handsome and outstanding.

Cheng Ying followed closely behind him. Everyone was dressed in a strange manner, with extraordinary appearance, and their temples were high. They looked like masters who had experienced many battles. They didn't respect Chi Yan when they saw Chi Yan, and were vigilantly sanitation around Cheng Ying, ready to take action at any time.

Chi Yan smiled and said, "The holy city is the holy land of our sect, not the territory where you become an eagle. If I want to come, do I need to notify you? Besides, I have experienced your "holiday" for a long time, and it was indeed unexpected and perfect. It's a pity that the person responsible for "holiday" is too lazy and has already slept in the snow and ice. I hope the subordinates you sent next time will not be too embarrassing."

Cheng Ying couldn't hear his words, his eyes twitched slightly, trying his best to hide the murderous intent in his heart, and said lightly: "Of course a few small stones cannot cause huge waves! If the elder brother fell so easily, it would be too disappointing for me. Therefore, the result was as expected. The reason why I threw a stone to ask for directions was to just say hello to Mr. Hu, who is famous in the martial arts world!" As he said that, his eyes shot at Hu Qingpeng like an arrow. The hatred and jealousy contained in his eyes were enough to freeze the lake. He spared no expense and used a killer who had been secretly trained for many years to assassinate Hu Qingpeng, but he was defeated and wiped out his entire army. How could he not hate him?

Hu Qingpeng felt cold in his heart, suppressing his disgust, and said in a week: "Hu Qingpeng, a new junior disciple, has met the young master!"

Cheng Ying looked him up and down a few times, and a look of contempt appeared on his face, and frowned and said, "How strange, you are just a vulgar person in the countryside. Elder Yi will actually like you. Could she be blind?! It disappoints me so much!" In terms of martial arts, power, appearance, and background, what is Hu Qingpeng able to beat him? Why did Yi Wufeng not love him and choose the ordinary Hu Qingpeng? He really couldn't figure it out.

Hu Qingpeng said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The ancients said, 'Birds of a feather flock together, and things are divided into groups. When they meet each other with wisdom, they hear each other with virtue, and only the saints know the saints, and only the wise know the wise.' If a young master judges people by his appearance, he may make the heroes in the world feel disheartened." This is a passage from Wang Fu of the Han Dynasty's "Qianfu Lun" and the original meaning is that only the saints can recognize saints, only the wise men can recognize wise men, and only the talents can recognize talents. He borrowed it to satirize that Cheng Ying was just a false appearance and only the surface, and was not a real leader.

Cheng Ying didn't expect that his lyrics were so sharp that he was choked and could not speak. A strong man with a fat face behind him shouted: "Bold! Who are you? How dare you contradict the young master? Are you tired of living?" He opened his hand and hit Hu Qingpeng's cheek from the air.

Chi Yan snorted coldly, waved his backhand, and the vigorous palm wind immediately knocked the strong man back half a step back, and said coldly: "Cheng Ying, are you deliberately breaking the rules of the sacred city? If you alarm the elder Feng or the leader of the temple, do you think there will be good fruits to eat?" Hu Qingpeng did not have the ability to protect himself. If he was hit just now, he would be seriously injured even if he was not dead.

After all, Cheng Ying is not a reckless and impulsive person. He instantly adjusted his mentality and signaled his subordinates not to act rashly. He smiled and said, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! Even if I have a hundred courages, I dare not deliberately violate the rules. But senior brother, you lead a first-level disciple into the holy city, which seems to be clearly challenging the authority of the temple. What explanation are you?"

Chi Yan laughed and said, "Thank you for your concern. I will explain it to the leader and Elder Feng later. You won't have to worry about it! Let's go!" He pulled Hu Qingpeng's arm and walked straight over.

Cheng Ying and others did not dare to stop him first, so they had to dodge to the side of the road and watched them leave. Cheng Ying was angry and hated, and the murderous intent in his eyes became colder...

Hu Qingpeng felt the chill on his back and whispered: "Cheng Ying is afraid he won't give up. I wonder what other conspiracies he will use?"

Chi Yan said: "Cheng Ying is cunning and good at calculating. If he is not sure, he will not take action rashly in the short term. What's more, under the leader's nose, what tricks can he play? You can be careful of him, but you don't have to be afraid of him."

When entering the building area, it is still very quiet and there is no noise. Everyone is working in a hurry, busy and orderly manner, with no one talking. The power of the Demon Cult is spread all over the world and has many industries. The Holy City is the core hub for handling big and small things in the sect. The documents and materials that need to be sorted out every day are vast. It is necessary to filter the information statistics of various places, and then submit them to the sect leader for review and decision, and also pass on the command of the sect leader to coordinate all forces within the sect to ensure the normal operation of the sect. The workload of the sect leader is quite heavy.

Hu Qingpeng saw such a complex and huge internal organization of the gang for the first time and asked in surprise: "Does the leader have to read so much information every day? Isn't that even more tiring than being an emperor?"

Chi Yan smiled and said, "This sect is not a simple sect in the world. It involves industries such as trade, equipment, shipbuilding, animal husbandry, casinos, restaurants, brocades, etc., and it also governs tens of thousands of believers and twenty-three tribes. It is also very labor-intensive to be a leader. Therefore, it is not an easy task to become a leader! Sometimes, being a good leader of the God Cult is more tiring and difficult than being a good emperor."

Hu Qingpeng shook his head and said, "Since being the leader is asking for trouble, why do you still have to fight for this position?"

Chi Yan said: "You should have read history books, right? Emperor Taizong of Tang Dynasty Li Shimin was not the prince. As a result, he launched the Xuanwu Gate Incident and killed his brothers in order to seize the throne. There are countless similar situations in all dynasties. As long as you are born in the imperial family, you will have to face such a scene sooner or later. The same is true in the Divine Cult. Only the disciple with the highest martial arts and the most wise mind is qualified to replace his master and become the new leader. This is the case in the past dynasties. This is the case in the change of leader in all generations, and it will be no exception to our generation. Whether Cheng Ying and I are willing to be opponents or not, we have no choice." He paused and said leisurely: "Maybe one day, you will become my opponent!"

Hu Qingpeng was startled by the deep meaning hidden in his words and laughed: "How is that possible? I am a useless person, how can I be your opponent?"

Chi Yan said calmly: "There is nothing impossible in this world! In the future, when you have the opportunity to kill me, don't be ruthless. Similarly, when I have the opportunity to kill you, don't blame me."

Hu Qingpeng looked at his serious expression and couldn't help but sweat in his palms. He smiled bitterly. Is Chi Yan too proud of himself? What qualifications does a person whose martial arts have to be abolished to dominate the world and be proud of the world? He dare not expect it at all.

While speaking, the two walked to the temple. The temple style is quite unique, the pure black stone wall is indestructible, giving people a strong sense of oppression. It is the place where the Demon Cult holds major rituals and sacrifices, and is managed by the seven priests. Looking closely, there are countless patterns carved on the hard rocks, with rough and simple lines, and it seems that they are all scenes of hunting, sacrificing, dancing, and fighting in ancient times, especially the scene of war, which is very grand, full of cruel and bloody smell. The gate of the temple is closed, and four sculpture-like guards stand outside the door.

Chi Yan took Hu Qingpeng around the right side of the temple, walked more than ten feet along the wall, and stepped into a faint side door.

Behind the door is a courtyard next to the temple. The courtyard is spacious and spotless. In the courtyard is lonely, an old man in black with silver hair. His eyes are low and his breathing is gentle and deep, as if he has been waiting here for thousands of years, and is integrated with the surrounding environment, unfathomable.

Chi Yan was stunned for a moment and said respectfully: "Elder Feng, Chi Yan is polite!"

The old man in black was the high priest of the temple and the chief elder of the sect, Feng Lijun, and his prestige was second only to the leader of the Demon Cult. He said slowly: "Chi Yan, who is standing beside you?" His voice was soft and low, with a unique charm that could not be expressed. Although the tone was low, every word was clearly transmitted to the other party's ears, without being affected by distance at all.

Chi Yan knew that he was hiding it, so he opened the skylight and said frankly: "This is Hu Qingpeng, a disciple who has been recommended by me, who has joined this sect."

Feng Liejun suddenly opened his eyes, and two cold eyes that seemed to be substantial were approaching, and he asked coldly: "Have you forgotten the rules of this sect? Without the call of the leader, believers below the fourth level are not allowed to enter the holy city! As the leader of the sect, you knowingly commit the crime, what should you be guilty?"

Chi Yan said: "Elder Feng, I don't want to deliberately violate the rules of the sect, but Hu Qingpeng is the only person who knows about Elder Yi's disappearance. He is being chased by Baiyun Sect and Diancang and Emei Sect. There is no place in the world except the holy city. I wonder if the elder can give him a high hand and ask him to pay homage to the leader immediately and explain to Elder Yi's disappearance. If there is any punishment, I will bear it all!"

Feng Lijun's eyebrows trembled twice and said stubbornly: "You can leave, but he must stay here and wait. Without the instructions of the leader, I cannot let him pass."

Chi Yan shrugged: "Then I'll ask the leader for advice in person." Then he said to Hu Qingpeng: "Stop being impatient, wait for my news here!" After that, he jumped forward and sank into the forest in an instant.

Hu Qingpeng had to stay where he was, looking at the flowing clouds in the sky boredly. The Fenglijun ignored him and returned to his posture of closing his eyes and thinking, letting the Feng pass by, without moving. After a long time, a colorful figure suddenly jumped out of the forest. A woman with high waist and long legs and beautiful picturesque leaping towards Fenglijun in the blink of an eye. In the blink of an eye, she ran to Fenglijun. Before she could laugh, she heard: "Elder Feng, the leader has sent me to lead people!"

Feng Liejun suddenly opened his eyes and asked lukewarmly: "Where is the leader's token?"

The beautiful woman in colorful clothes stretched out her right hand and showed a blood-red jade plaque, and smiled and said, "Please verify the authenticity of the token."

Feng Lijun looked carefully for a few seconds, finally nodded, and flew away without saying a word.

The beautiful woman in colorful clothes put away her jade plaque, and leaped to Hu Qingpeng step by step, and said with a smile: "Are you the Hu Qingpeng who betrayed Hengshan for Elder Yi and is an enemy of Bai Daoqi? It is rare to see men like you in the world!" She has a well-proportioned figure, fair and smooth skin, and a pair of watery peach blossom eyes that attract people's souls. She is full of heat in every move, and she has the charm of a mature woman.

Hu Qingpeng clasped his fists and said, "It's Hu Qingpeng below! I wonder what my sister calls me?"

The woman in color smiled, her eyes dripped twice, and said generously: "My surname is Mei Yuehua, and she is one of the four commanders of the Imperial Guards of the Divine Palace. Are you suffering internal injuries and inconvenient to use your skills?"

Hu Qingpeng was secretly surprised that Mei Yuehua was quite not simple, and could see through his reality at first sight. He was definitely a master among the masters. He smiled bitterly: "That's right! My true energy cannot be condensed now, and it is no different from ordinary people."

Mei Yuehua held his palm, and his true energy moved, shouting in a low voice: "Follow me!" He pulled Hu Qingpeng violently, took him over the courtyard, and ran towards the divine palace halfway up the mountain. Hu Qingpeng held his soft and smooth palms, smelling the fragrance of the beauty's body, and his cheeks were slightly hot. Although Mei Yuehua was a woman, his internal strength was extremely solid. He carried a strong man and was still flying on the steep and smooth mountain road. In a moment, he arrived outside the gate of the God of War Palace.

On both sides of the palace gate, there were four beautiful and charming girls guarding her. They greeted Mei Yuehua with a smile, opened their smart eyes together, and looked at Hu Qingpeng. Then the four of them whispered and whispered, and laughed like silver bells from time to time. Hu Qingpeng guessed that they were mostly talking about the rumors of their love with Yi Wufeng, which was quite unnatural. He followed Mei Yuehua through the corridor, listening to the sound of gentle footsteps, and his heart was beating. He was a little anxious and afraid and worried. He walked into a spacious and bright stone room in a trance.

The decoration of this stone room is simple and simple, with a faint tea leisure in the air. I said softly to Mei Yuehua: "Thank you for your hard work. Let's go and rest first!" The sound is soft and full of magneticity, and it is implicitly majestic, which makes people irresistible.

Mei Yuehua said in a trembling voice: "Yes!" When she raised her head again, her face was flushed, adding a little charm to her, and she briskly exited the hall.

Xuanzong's eyes turned and he looked at Hu Qingpeng with a smile.

Hu Qingpeng did not expect that Xuanzong was such a handsome and easy-going person. He had no murderous aura on his body, and had nothing to do with the ferocity. He was secretly surprised and stunned. When Xuanzong looked at him, he felt that the other party's gaze seemed to have penetrating power, observing him clearly from the inside out. At the same time, a huge and heavy pressure was pressed down, causing him to involuntarily have the idea of ​​surrendering, and he would almost immediately kneel down. He is a person with strong outside and inside, proud and arrogant person, so how could he easily give in? He took a breath of air conditioning, gritted his teeth and raised his spine, and fought desperately to resist the sudden thousand-pound force. The bones all over his body crackled and his face turned red.

What a person Xuanzong is? How could he compete with him seriously? No wonder the most beautiful woman in this sect is in love with you. Qingpeng really has great potential and is a malleable talent!"

As soon as Xuanzong spoke, the strange pressure disappeared immediately. Hu Qingpeng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling his limbs were weak, and the vest was soaked in cold sweat. He knelt down with conscience and said, "New disciple Hu Qingpeng bowed to the leader!"
Chapter completed!