Chen Feng, who followed the old man in gray robe, walked out of Xuanshou Hall, slowly lit his jade cigarette pipe and walked up the mountain road towards Xuantian Peak.

The stars dotted in the sky, and the bright moon hangs in the sky, sprinkling the moon like thin smoke.

With the great night light, looking at the rolling mountains around Xuantian Peak, even at night, you can still see the charm of each green jade peak.

Xuantian Peak, which towers into the clouds, has endless palaces and magnificent momentum. From the foot of the peak, it goes up to countless palaces.

Some towering ancient trees cover the sky and the sun are as vigorous as dragons, and more than a dozen people can't hold them together.

Although Xuantian Peak is extremely green, the night is quiet, without the singing of birds and roaring beasts, and even the white waterfall, which is like a gathering of stars, does not have the sound of the sun.

"Do you know about Xuanming Sect?"

After walking for a while, the old man in gray robe finally spoke up and asked Chen Feng beside him.

Chen Feng shook his head quite bachelor: "I just know that among the sixteen states of Luoyan, Xuanming Sect is a relatively powerful immortal cultivation sect, and has a good relationship with the destroyed Dayan Dynasty royal family."

The old man in gray robe smiled slightly: "The Yan clan does have some relationship with the ancestor Xuanming, but this is already the past. With the demise of the Great Yan Dynasty, these are no longer important.

Chen Feng didn't know if anyone else survived the Yan clan like Yan Qianqiu after the Great Yan Dynasty was destroyed, but he felt some other meanings from the old man in gray robe.

"It's not important~~~ I don't know if Master Xuanming still exists in the world after the storm in the era..." Chen Feng thought secretly in his heart.

I remember that before the Daxia Dynasty captured Cangbi City, Yun Yuechan once mentioned that the eight-desolate spear used by Xuanming Zhenren had a strong reputation even during the last battle between Hundred Sects.

"A long time ago, the Xuantian Forest was far from so quiet. In this vast mountain range, there were even some bloodlines left by ancient monsters. In order to seize the Xuantian Forest, many people gathered a large number of masters to fight with a large number of monsters in the Xuantian Forest. Legend has it that this place was once stained with blood and corpses like a mountain. Even until now, the Xuantian Forest has not been completely opened up. There is still a blood-bone place that is difficult for living creatures to enter..." The old man in gray robe said as if he was talking to himself.
Chapter completed!