I'm stuck on the same day for 3000 years

Chapter 39
For so many years, Chen Jianbei's burdens and responsibilities, as well as the efforts he put in for it, Zhao Xinfeng and other elders in the sect all saw in their eyes.

However, even they can't provide more help in the way of sword cultivation, so Chen Jianbei's cultivation speed is already far behind the disciples of the same generation in Luoxia Prefecture.

Now that someone finally came out to share the burden for him, it was too late for Zhao Xinfeng to be happy.

This is again the difference between a big sect and a small sect.

If Nixuanzong is one of the top ten divine sects today, I am afraid that Xu Feng's appearance will be a scourge that Chen Jianbei must try his best to get rid of.

One mountain cannot tolerate two tigers.

But in today's Ni Xuan, there is no such feeling at all.

Xu Feng likes this very much.

"By the way, foster father, I'm actually quite curious. If there is any conflict between words, I hope you don't mind."

Xu Feng opened his mouth and said.

Zhao Xinfeng naturally waved his hand indifferently: "Say."

Since he spent tens of thousands of yuan in stones and almost emptied Nixuanzong's family property to buy the marrow washing fruit for Xu Feng, he no longer regarded Xu Feng as an outsider.

As for Xu Feng's insincerity and gratitude, Zhao Xinfeng never thought about it.

That's why he felt that his ideas were a little "crazy" at the very beginning.

It's also really crazy.

For a new disciple, I'm afraid he trusts the other party without even finding out the details.

In the eyes of outsiders, I am afraid that he is undoubtedly a fool.

"We, Nixuan, there are quite a few powerful martial arts in the Sutra Pavilion. I heard that superior martial arts are rare things, and there are only a few third-rate sects at most."

"But I counted them that day, and there are no fewer than twenty doors in our Buddhist scripture pavilion!"

"There are still many rules in the sect that seem to be very generous, a bit like a big family. Wasn't Ni Xuan quite powerful before?"

Xu Feng finally asked the question he was most curious about after observing the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion that day.

Hearing his question, Zhao Xinfeng sighed slightly, thought for a while before opening his mouth and said, "You have observed it very carefully. That's right, Nixuanzong was a first-class sect thousands of years ago."

"So powerful?" Xu Feng's eyes lit up.

"That's right," Zhao Xinfeng said with a hint of pride in his expression, "Do you know why my Ni Xuanzong's strength has dropped suddenly within a thousand years, and even became the bottom of the third-rate sect?"

Xu Feng shook his head, guessing in his heart.

Just listen to Zhao Xinfeng said: "Because the core ancestors of my Nixuanzong all died on the frontier battlefield, that's why my Nixuanzong's strength has plummeted, the masters have dispersed, and the disciples have been lost."

"In the past few years, many former enemies came to our door, and we had to spend all our money and background to survive."

"But even so, a lean camel is bigger than a horse."

Xu Feng nodded, knowing in his heart: "So that's the case."

"The shattered spirit finger you chose is one of the foundations. Its level is even higher than those of the superior martial arts, and it is called the supernatural martial arts of the spirit level."

"Supernatural martial arts?" Xu Feng pretended to be surprised.

Zhao Xinfeng said with some pride: "Yes, martial arts also have levels. From low to high, they are mortal, spirit, immortal, and Tao."

"And this broken spirit finger happens to be a spiritual-level supernatural power, so it is much more difficult than other martial arts."

"I understand." Xu Feng understood.

It seemed that Xu Feng's question elicited Zhao Xinfeng's words, so he poured a glass of wine for each of Xu Feng and Chen Jianbei, and walked to the gate of the main hall with a gourd.

Just listen to him casually saying: "I, Ni Xuanzong, have existed in Xuanjie for 3000 years. Do you know what I was called Ni Xuanzong before the great change of the millennium?"

Xu Feng shook his head. When he was able to know the names of those powerful first-rate sects, Nixuanzong had already been reduced to third-rate, so it was normal for him not to know.

But if there are countless first-class masters in history, he must have an impression when he mentions his name!

"I am Ni Xuanzong, I used to be called Nitianzong."

Zhao Xinfeng said proudly.

Xu Feng's face changed slightly, and this time it really dawned on him that he had heard of this name before.

"Using the name against the sky, how domineering! But after a thousand years of great changes, the strength of the sect has plummeted, and Xuanmeng ordered my sect to use his name instead."

"Did we dare not listen to Xuanmeng's words at that time? So the seniors in the sect discussed changing the name to Nixuanzong."

"The meaning of it is self-evident. For Xuanmeng, I, Nixuan, have a natural aversion to Xuanmeng!"

Zhao Xinfeng did not hide the disgust on his face.

"Xuanmeng is powerful and deceiving people too much. At the beginning, all the core strengths of my Nixuanzong went to the border, and it was they who caused it. Therefore, it is also the reason for Xuanmeng that I have become what I am today."

"Of course, these words are limited to the two of you."

But soon, Zhao Xinfeng's tone changed, and he turned to Chen Jianbei and Xu Feng.

"Disciple understands." The two said in unison.

After all, the Xuanmeng is the largest organization that governs the human race in the Xuanjie, and there are some things that can be said in private.

Sighing, Zhao Xinfeng said to Xu Feng: "By the way, there is actually another matter for me to come to you today. A month later, the Liuyan Secret Realm of Luoxia Prefecture will be born, and all the third-rate sects around here will send people in. I plan to let you Sit with Jianbei in our sect's team."

"Secret realm?" Xu Feng pretended not to understand.

"That's right, Liuyan Secret Realm is a small world secret realm near the demon side. It is a blessed land left over from ancient times. At that time, not only human races, but also demon races will appear. Among them, the elixir essence stone, the ancient Treasure demon cores are rare treasures."

"It will be opened every three years. It will be opened by the supervision of the Xuanmeng Chiyu Tour Envoy. There will be disciples from the 27 third-rate sects and three second-rate sects in the south of Luoxia Prefecture."

"As for the first-class sect, people look down on that secret realm."

"That place is huge. It is rumored that it was the tomb of a strong human race a long time ago. The Flowing Fire Chijin Qiong produced there, a special refining material, is the core of this mission."

"Others, there is also the Huoyun Pill that is abundant in the body of the monster Huoyun Beast, which is also the blind material for refining the Condensing Yuan Pill, you two pay more attention."

"Other disciples have missions, and Jianbei also has special missions. Xu Feng, if you don't have one, just take charge of leading the team. This can be regarded as letting many sects know that our inner sect has a talent."

"It's time to let go of your hands and feet, don't weaken my reputation as Ni Xuanzong."

Zhao Xinfeng laughed.

Xu Feng was speechless.

Prestige, does it really exist?

What's more, if you are still leading the team, will those personal passers be obedient?
He didn't think about refusing, but he had already started thinking about how to return from this trip smoothly.

His character is like this, the first moment when he encounters trouble, what he thinks of is not how to evade, but how to solve it.

"Okay, I've finished talking about the trivial matters, and the next thing is the real purpose of calling you here."

Seeing Xu Feng's expression, Zhao Xinfeng smiled and said to him.

(End of this chapter)