C62 Wondrous Peak

"That's an empty door, only monks can enter and exit. If you want to enter from the middle, that's fine as well. With your talent, the eminent monks of Zhaoming Temple are willing to accept you as their disciple."

"Hmph, it saves me the trouble of worrying about you!"

Zhuo Bufan glared at Zhuo Yiming. The indulgence in his eyes made Lee Yihong and the others sigh and laugh.

"Ah? Empty door?"

Zhuo Yiming immediately looked away. "I have no plans to become a monk. The outside world is full of beautiful flowers. I still want to get married and have children. I want to give you seven or eight fat grandsons!"

"You brat, the Sanskrit of Zhaoming Temple can't suppress your monkey heart. You better behave yourself!"

Seeing Zhuo Yiming's careless look, Zhuo Bufan was shocked and angry.

Although it was not noisy around, it was still noisy. There were more than ten thousand people in the crowd, and they were all coming from all directions.

Not to mention the fact that Martial Master Stage experts were everywhere, there were more than a thousand level seven, eight, and nine desolate beasts. Within the range of Lee Yihong's senses, there were no less than seven to eight hundred Unshakeable Stage experts.

And looking at the clothes and horses of some people, he could see the patterns on their horses and Lion-tiger Beast. It could be seen that they were the powerful families of city from all over the world, and even the disciples of the sects and institutions.

However, there was only a young monk guarding the entire mountain gate, and no one dared to act rashly.

Regardless of whether it was the desolate beasts or the gremlins, none of them let out a roar. Instead, their eyes were filled with fear, and they did not dare to raise their heads.

After entering the mountain gate, they were still ten kilometers away from Zhaoming. However, they suddenly felt a Zen aura that was ten times denser in the canyon. The Heaven Earth Spirit Qi was extremely dense.

Be it humans, monsters, or desolate beasts, they were filled with respect.

"Wow! Father, the spirit energy here is thicker than the secret chamber that our Zhuo family has set up a spirit gathering array. In comparison, our secret chamber is like a remote corner of the countryside!"

Zhuo Yiming exclaimed once more.

Once they entered the mountain gate of Zhaoming Temple, the Zen charm, the spiritual energy, and even the ringing of the bells, drums, and Buddhist scriptures reverberated in everyone's minds. All of them became clearer and clearer.

It was as if an auspicious omen was striking their hearts at every moment.

"Such a large-scale Spirit Gathering Formation can actually have such an effect!"

The moment Lee Yihong stepped into the mountain gate, his sensitive spiritual energy instantly felt an extremely weak aura of an array formation. The spiritual energy that was invisible to the naked eye seemed to be locked inside the mountain gate.

"What a great effort! This Spiritual Gathering Formation has covered the entire Zhaoming Temple. I'm afraid that it has covered an area of a hundred miles!"

Lee Yihong exclaimed in his heart with a respectful expression. Although there were pavilions and pavilions extending from the foot of the mountain to the peak, there were also caves and Buddha statues along the way. It was a thousand meters tall and stretched endlessly, like an independent mountain range.

When he was looking at it from afar, there were more than a hundred palaces on top of the mountain peak, surrounding the peak of the mountain range. Rays of rainbow light filled the sky. A Spirit Gathering Formation covered such a large area, yet it still had such rich spiritual energy. It was definitely the work of a formation master.

"Greetings,zen Master Miao Feng."

The leading Lee Aotian suddenly held a staff in one hand and a Buddha Palm in the other. The handsome young monk slightly cupped his fists, startling Zhuo Bufan, Nan Huaihong, and the others.

Lee Yihong's eyes shifted slightly. His father actually knew this monk who was at the limit of Unshakeable Stage.

"Oh,almsgiver Li!"

The handsome young monk's eyes lit up slightly. From a hundred meters away, he bowed slightly toward Lee Aotian.

"It's been seven years since we last met. Almsgiver Li's cultivation has improved tremendously. I'm afraid that even a Nirvana Stage Spiritual Master is just around the corner."

The young monk who was called Miao Feng by Lee Aotian had twelve ring scars on his head. This was the Biqiu who had received the Bodhisattva Ring ceremony. Anyone who knew about this would feel respect for him.

The identity of this young man was definitely not to be trifled with in Zhaoming Temple. Otherwise, he would not be able to receive the Bodhisattva Ring so easily.

He was definitely not as simple as a monk guarding the mountain gate.

"Unlike me,i've been trapped in the Martial Master Stage for twenty years, and I was even punished by my master to guard the mountain gate for ten years." The young man shook his head and smiled.

Although he was sent here to guard the mountain gate, he didn't seem to have any complaints.

"Clang!"

As the young man spoke, he waved the long rod in his hand and landed on the ground. His voice was incomparably heavy, clearly not an ordinary long rod.

"Guarding the mountain gate for ten years?"

Lee Aotian's eyes moved slightly when he heard this, and he looked at the young man,qiu Miaofeng, with some surprise.

"Not bad, and it has been six years. Almsgiver Li, you should go up first. The Water Continent Dharma Assembly would officially begin in nine days. This time, the one who will be giving the lecture is the Martial Uncle Jie Yi. I hope that all almsgivers will have some enlightenment and leave the Sea of Bitterness as soon as possible, free and unfettered! "

The young man,qiu Miaofeng, bowed slightly towards the crowd and once again returned to his previous solemn and solemn appearance. His sharp gaze swept out in all directions like a furious arhat.

"What!? An eminent monk of the Jie class starts a lecture!?"

Lee Aotian, Zhuo Bufan, Nan Huaihong, and the others' eyes lit up, but they could not hide their excitement. They quickened their pace. If it were not for the crowded crowd, desolate beasts, and even the strict prohibition of flying on the stairs, they would have already rushed up.

"Big Brother Aotian, it's actually the words of an eminent monk of the realm level. It seems like the Zhaoming Temple has attached great importance to this grand event that has been passed down for ten thousand years."

"That's right. Rumor has it that the realm is the highest ranking eminent monk of the Zhaoming Temple. Almost every single one of them has existed for more than a thousand years. I never thought that there would really be a realm!"

Zhuo Bufan and Mo Beishan both revealed shocked and expectant expressions.

Some of the surrounding people had also heard the conversation between Lee Aotian and Biqiu Miaofeng standing on the cliff. All of them had shocked expressions on their faces. Some of them were assassins wearing night clothes, some were silver assassins, some were gold assassins, and there were also mysterious figures covered in cloaks.

"Screech ~!"

The cry of a crane caused the people who were climbing the mountain to instantly raise their heads and look towards the sky.

Thirteen Scarlet Soaring Cranes actually directly flew into the peak of the mountain.

"It's the Red Swan Crane from Phoenix Inhabited Palace!"

"Crimson Crane!"

"The Red Crane! It's a peerless beauty from the Phoenix Inhabited Palace! "

....。

In an instant, the crowd heading to the Zhaoming Temple became restless.

Even Zhuo Yiming and the rest of the people from Mo Ancient Capital cried out in shock.

"Father, they can actually fly straight into Zhaoming Temple. Isn't this a provocation to the dignity of Zhaoming Temple?"

"That's right. So many of them have to dismount from their horses and walk up step by step to show their respect to the Zhaoming Temple. They actually flew straight into the Zhaoming Temple!"

"Isn't this a great disrespect?"

Although the young men looked respectful, they also showed a trace of dissatisfaction.

Lee Yihong glanced at the young man on the cliff who also raised his head to look at the Crimson Crane in the sky,biqiu Miaofeng. However, he did not notice any dissatisfaction on Biqiu Miaofeng's face. Instead, it was the gaze that should be given to him in the first instance dungeon.

He immediately understood in his heart.

Sects had special privileges, and even if they had the strength, they could ignore any rules.

Although Lee Yihong had never heard of a sect in Phoenix Inhabited Palace, the disciples that came here were all Unshakeable Stage desolate beasts,chi Hong He. Obviously, they were no weaker than the Zhaoming Temple, or perhaps even stronger sects.

Directly flying into the Zhaoming Temple indicated that he had received an invitation. Coupled with his own strength, flying into the Zhaoming Temple was more like a form of acknowledgment towards the Zhaoming Temple.

"Hmph, that's the academy invited by the Zhaoming Temple. If you have sufficient cultivation base, you will be invited as well. You will be able to directly enter the academy to have a cup of tea and discuss the Dao."

Zhuo Bufan scolded Zhuo Yiming, but it didn't have any effect on him. Instead, it made Zhuo Yiming's eyes light up.

"An invited force!"

Zhuo Yiming's eyes lit up. "Then how can I be invited? We are also a big family in a city. Why aren't we invited?"

"Hahahaha, nephew Yiming."

Nan Huaihong stroked his beard and smiled. "Lie'er was the same as you when he first came. He said almost the same thing."

"I was just curious at that time!"

Nan Xilieh's face was slightly red, but he laughed at himself, as if he was sighing about the time. In the blink of an eye, seven years had passed.

"Hehe, all of you are geniuses with potential, but compared to the true geniuses of some sects, you are nothing. Only nephew Yihong should be considered a genius even in the sect."

Nan Huaihong couldn't help but look at Lee Yihong as he spoke.

As for Mo Ancient City, Zhuo Yutong, Nan Xilieh,tu Kun and the rest of them, they all looked at Lee Yihong.

Compared to Lee Yihong, none of them were worth mentioning.

A nineteen year old Unshakeable Stage warrior was probably a genius in any sect or institute.

"How could a mere city like us have the qualifications to be invited? Of course, if it was a big city, it would be a different story. For example, the major clans of our Nanyang Prefecture's Tianyang City are the true major clans. "

Nan Huaihong said with a slight smile. "The Water Law Assembly in Zhaoming Temple is held once every seven years, and almost all the major powers that are invited are the major powers. If they are not sects, academies, or super powers, they are the true top major families."

"Only those powers that are invited dare to fly into it directly. Otherwise, they can only act like us, dismount and walk around to show their respect to Zhaoming Temple."