Mu Qian looked a little surprised when she saw the majestic Haojian Mountain above the continuous mountains.

Although the Haojian Mountains are not like some cultivation sects, the huge peaks of the sky appear magnificent, but the peaks appear very large and almost impossible to see at a glance.

A huge peak base is like a bulge of the plane of the realm. The surroundings of the majestic mountain are faintly divided into the east, west, south and north peaks, and the Zi peaks are continuous to form the momentum of stars surround the moon.

As the old Taoist drove the flying sword higher and higher, Chen Feng and Mu Qian could blur the whole picture of Haojian Mountain.

"My servant disciple... Old man, in fact, based on my ability, it is more than enough to become the elder of the Haojian Sect." Chen Feng completely lost the meaning of helping to sweep the mountain gate as he said before.

"What's the point of worshiping the elders? I'll make you happy as a servant. I remember that I was also a low-level disciple of the sect before. I really miss the feeling at that time." The old Taoist was not only proud, but also a little vulgar.

Until the old Taoist drove the flying sword and flew towards the majestic and upright Zhongfeng, Chen Feng could already see clearly the scene of lush trees on the peak, quiet environment, blocks of medicine gardens, and numerous strange flowers and plants.

"Don't be picky. Didn't it be good to have a quiet place to practice before?" Mu Qian was convinced of the old Taoist's temperament, but she still glanced at Chen Feng.

"You are a city man who has never seen the world. You are shocked by the scene in front of you. In fact, this is just a little bit." Chen Feng was a little dissatisfied with Mu Qian's scolding and muttered and said something that made her crazy.

"The sect has an elders' hall. It is in charge of some miscellaneous matters and outer disciples. I will ask you to worship Elder Shi Yan. He is famous for being easy to talk. He usually stays in his door, and even many inner disciples have no chance to follow him." The old Taoist flew towards a hall above the middle peak with his sword.

Chen Feng gradually calmed down at this time, as if he had to look at the situation before he could draw a conclusion.

Since the fall of the Qianji Mountains, Chen Feng has also traveled to many sects and even lived in Mingsheng Temple for a long time. However, the situation of most sects is more or less ideal, and it has not made him feel a sense of belonging.

Now we are in the battle of the Five Domains again. The entire Western Ancient Spiritual Realm is in chaos. It is even hard to say whether the Hao Sword Sect can become an ideal sect for Chen Feng.

"If there is anything important, you can also come to me directly. This is the Haotian Sword Order. It not only contains my sword energy, but also no one will stop me from taking out this object from the Haojian Sect." The old Taoist seemed to see Chen Feng's reservation, and took out a wooden token as small as a half-palm and handed it to him.

Feeling the heavy sword energy contained in the wooden token, comparable to the full-strength attack of the cultivator in the Yuan stage of the Life and Death Realm, Chen Feng put away the sword order and thanked the old Taoist calmly.

"Buzz~~~"

Just as the flying sword rushed to a continuous hall above Zhongfeng, the old Taoist stepped on the sword body slightly, and soon he took Chen Feng and Mu Qian and landed in front of the hall.

The shrinking ancient sword is quite spiritual and rotates back into the scabbard behind the old Taoist.

"Senior Brother of the Sect."

An old man with yellow skin and slightly hunchbacked faced a long time ago, greeting the old Taoist who was carrying the ancient sword.

From the breath of the hunchbacked old man, he was also a monk during the day trip to Zhongtian Realm, but he felt depressed and the sorrow was greater than the feeling of death in his heart.

"Junior Brother Shi Yan, I will bring you two disciples this time. You will take good care of yourself in the future. Maybe these two will be the hope of the future sect. Let this kid be the leader of the Zhongfeng Servant House in the future. You can take care of it in the Elder Hall." The old Taoist took a deep breath not easily, as if he couldn't bear to see the hunchbacked old man's depressed look.

"knew."

The hunchbacked old man didn't care much about Chen Feng and Mu Qian, nor did he have the intention to inquire about them.

I don’t know if I believe that the hunchbacked old man would take the sect’s affairs seriously or could not bear to remind him too much, but the old Taoist just sighed slightly and shook his head, and his figure gradually became illusory and disappeared in front of the hall.

"The servant house is not far from here. You two can go by yourself and try not to come to me." The hunchbacked old man slowly took out two waist signs and threw them to Chen Feng and Mu Qian.

"What..."

It was not until the hunchbacked old man walked back to the hall with a feeling of old age that Chen Feng showed a ghost-like expression and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"Let's go. If he didn't look like this, I'm afraid that the old Taoist wouldn't have let us join him." Mu Qian pulled Chen Feng and said.

"The character of the old Taoist is a bit ridiculous. This hunchbacked guy is even more strange." Chen Feng took out his jade cigarette pier and lit it. He did not rush to go to the servient room, but came to the edge of Fengping Square and looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds below.

"It seems to be very quiet here, and there are no disciples to guard it. I guess except the hunchbacked old man, we are the two of us. They look like the Dan and the Artifact Hall." Mu Qian turned around and looked at Lianmian Palace, feeling a little complicated.

Unlike Chen Feng who always wanted to find his ideal sect, this is the first time Mu Qian has followed him to join the Immortal Cultivation Sect since he left the Fendu Kingdom.

Unlike the time he had been in the Hanging Sect for more than ten days before, Mu Qian already had the cultivation environment and peaceful aura of this Haojian Sect, and Chen Feng was likely to stay here for a long time.

"Is the Danwei Hall?"

Chen Feng felt a little moved about Mu Qian’s statement.

Although Chen Feng's combat power has been greatly improved after practicing for so many years, after initially integrating the desolate and immortal spirit foundation, the disadvantages of practicing the exercises and the lack of systematic auxiliary cultivation methods are reflected.

This time, Chen Feng wanted to find a sect's cultivation. He not only wanted to smoothly transition to the Zhongtian realm, but also systematically and straighten his own cultivation context, such as alchemy, weapon refining, and formations, which were things he needed to learn carefully.

"Episode of the old Taoist's statement, it seems that Haoyanzhou is going to be in chaos. I don't know if the Haojian Sect can get over it. Without strength, even if you compromise, you may not be able to achieve ideal results." Mu Qian was a little worried when she thought that the Haotian Sword Tomb would open ten years later.

"Who knows, let's settle down in Haojian Sect for the time being. Judging from the old Taoist's appearance, it seems that he can have some help." Chen Feng lay on the stone steps, his face also showed an uncertain look.

Mu Qian did not urge Chen Feng to remain silent, but sat quietly beside him.

"Huh~~~"

A gust of mountain wind blew by, and the rolling sea of ​​clouds gradually rose, and before the peak was over, there was a little coldness between the world.

"The climate of the Haojian Mountains has changed so much. It's going to snow when it's open!" Chen Feng exhaled and laughed in the misty frost.

"Swoosh!swoosh!swoosh~~~"

The cold wind became fierce, and the robes were blew. Just as the goose feathers were flying in the sky, a group of monks rushed along the mountain road toward the Haochen Temple where Chen Feng and Mu Qian were.

"Elder Shi Yan, the disciple of Jinjia Peak has something to ask for your opinion."

Even a group of monks saw Chen Feng and Mu Qian on the cliff, but ignored it. They ran directly to the hall and knelt on one knee.

"Good. I didn't expect that there were such cultivators in the Haojian Sect." Chen Feng couldn't help but be surprised by the disciples wearing golden armor and like military soldiers.

The cultivation of these disciples of the Haojian Sect is not very high, and the leading man is only at the mid-stage level of Tongxuan. However, such a prohibited style is really rare in the Immortal Cultivation Sect.

"Their spiritual armor is quite mysterious. It seems that they have experienced a fight." Mu Qian looked at the slightly different golden armor on a team of twelve monks, and whispered to Chen Feng.

"Wow!"

Chen Feng, who had picked up an oil umbrella, naturally discovered the fragments on the golden armor they wore in the monks' team.

"Take off the spiritual armor. It will take thirty days to repair the twelve spiritual armors. I will send you the Golden Armor Peak." Although the voice of the hunchbacked old man was heard in the hall, the person did not come out.

"Thirty days~~~ Elder Shi Yan, can't he recover in five or six days in the past?" The middle-stage disciple of Tongxuan, led by the leader, seemed quite meticulous and dared to speak.

"After these spiritual armors are often damaged, the attached spirits become weaker and weaker, and they are on the verge of collapse. They must attach spirits again." The hunchbacked old man gave the answers to the disciples in the hall.

"De-arm."

The disciples in the middle stage of Tongxuan should stand up first, and while rotating their bodies, the spiritual armor clasped on them spread out into pieces in the banging sound, and soon combined into the shape of a tiger again in the air.

"It's a little bit interesting."

Seeing that the golden armor worn by the twelve monks were worn by them, the shapes formed after taking off their bodies were different, either in animal shapes, or in tree shapes, and some in weapon bodies, Chen Feng laughed and exclaimed.

"Then I'll trouble Elder Shi Yan."

It seemed to understand the temperament of the hunchbacked old man. During the process of shrinking the twelve spiritual armors, he thanked the man in the middle stage of Tongxuan and quickly took the monks' team out of the square.

"I am Chen Dingyuan, the leader of Zhongfeng, and also a disciple of Elder Shi Yan." Feeling that the people from the monk team who were about to go down to the peak, Chen Feng reported his identity as a disciple of the hunchbacked old man was afraid that he would not be worth it enough.

When he heard that Chen Feng was a disciple of Haochen Palace, although the people in the monk team were a little surprised, he had no intention of talking. After the middle-stage disciple of Tongxuan showed a stiff and kind smile on his face, he quickly led the team down the mountain.

"Instead of embarrassing here, it's better to go to the servient room to take a look." I found a strong wind coming from the hall, which brought the twelve narrowed spiritual armors from the square into it. Mu Qian smiled and said to the embarrassing Chen Feng.

"Don't you look down on me..."

After seeing strange people from Haojian Sect for a while, Chen Feng seemed a little uncomfortable.

"My servant boss, you can speak out, I'm so funny." Mu Qian, who was holding an umbrella and following Chen Feng down the mountain, couldn't help laughing.

"Shut up, with my strength, do you need to care about your status? Those are all clouds, they are really unsightly." Chen Feng said with a tugging face.

"By the way, besides the Haojian Sect, are there any powerful sects in Haoyanzhou?" Because of the damage to the spiritual armor of the cultivator team, Mu Qian actually cared about the external environment of the Haojian Sect.

"There are six major sword sects and four major demon sects in Haoyanzhou, namely the Tianjian Sect, the Que Jian Sect, the Feiyu Sword Sect, the Yiqi Sword Sect, the Qianye Sword Sect, the Haojian Sect, and the Yinzi Sect, the Phantom Sect, the Demon Flame Sect and the Mingyue Sect. I only know these, as for other forces, they should not be too strong." Chen Feng thought about it and gave Mu Qian a response.

When Chen Feng first understood Haoyanzhou, he was not in the Chen Mansion, but because Xuanming Sect chose the Haotian Sword Tomb and the Blood-Bone Land of Xuantian Forest as the place for the trial of low-level disciples.

At that time, the hidden sect of Xuanming Sect strongly opposed the trial of the Blood and Bone Land, and later the Divine Palace was born there. Chen Feng brought Rongrong with him and then fell to Wangtianhai Pavilion. After that, Su Yueer asked him to participate in the trial of Haotian Sword Tomb.

Just as the old Taoist Ding Wancang said, the mailroom is not too far from Haochen Palace. After Chen Feng and Mu Qian walked down the mountain for a stick of incense, they saw a large building complex covering an area of ​​hundreds of lofts.

"It's so awesome. This is simply the palace!" Although Chen Feng's statement was a bit exaggerated, he really didn't expect that the servitude house that the old Taoist said would be so big.

Due to the whistling wind and snow, the errand garden has already been filled with smoke, and it is obviously the place where the food is in charge, and the fire has been set up to cook.

"It's indeed a bit big, but this Haojian Mountain is majestic, vast and numerous caves. I guess there are many disciples in the sect. If there are no one, I can't take care of it." Mu Qian also showed a little unexpected look.

"It seems that the slaughter leader has great power. Did you see that I said before that he was a hunchbacked old man disciple, and the people in the monk team showed surprise?" Chen Feng grinned, looking like he had a very identity.

"Remember, don't cause trouble."

Mu Qian couldn't help but feel a little worried when she saw Chen Feng surging.

"knew."

Chen Feng responded and curled his lips, and had already walked towards the gate of the Servant Garden.

A long distance away, two servile disciples who were looking at the gate found Chen Feng and Mu Qian, but they did not stop scolding them.

"I wonder what instructions do you have when you come to the garden?"

A middle-aged errand-fed disciple asked Chen Feng and the others politely, obviously because he was a low-ranking sect and had too many people who could not afford to offend, so he did not dare to act too recklessly.

"I am the new servant manager. Who is in charge of the miscellaneous garden now? Take me to see him." Chen Feng held the waist card given to him by the hunchbacked old man, and his inappropriate expression had already restrained.

The two guards were slightly surprised and looked at the triangle waist card with patterns in Chen Feng's hand, then they looked at each other and confirmed.

"Aunt Liu Fang was responsible for the things in the garden before, and she is now in the needle clothes workshop." The middle-aged man bowed deeper and looked very respectful to Chen Feng.

Chen Feng did not say anything to the middle-aged erotic servant who had only the second level of Qi Refining cultivation, and seemed very stylish.
To be continued...