Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

"Okay, you can go back to the clan with me.

The gray-robed old man's voice fell, and a palm-sized warship appeared in his hand, and his spiritual power was poured into the ship.

The palm-sized warship fell into the void and became a thousand feet in size!

One by one, young men stepped onto the warship. As the scenery around them changed, the warship flew away through the sky, leaving countless disciples who had failed the test sighing in place.

In Zixu Sect, the day is peaceful and peaceful.

The entire process of recruiting disciples ended quickly, and in the end, a thousand people successfully passed the formation set up by Lin Feng.

Countless disciples gathered in the huge square of Zixu Sect.

"Congratulations on successfully joining our Zixu Sect! Please remember to abide by the sect rules and practice hard!"

Master Zixu sat on a high platform, his gentle voice echoing in the hall.

As his voice fell, the second-generation elders and the first-generation elders began to accept disciples one after another.

But Lin Feng never showed up, which made countless young monks extremely disappointed.

The boy in animal skin stood in the square blankly, because no elder was willing to accept him as his disciple.

"Oh...that's all! Just follow me and practice first."

The old man in gray robe slowly landed next to the boy with animal skin, and looked at him with sighing eyes.

"senior."

There was a hint of despair in the eyes of the boy with animal skin. He originally thought that joining the Zixu Sect would change the trajectory of his destiny and revive the Phoenix Clan.

"It's all fate. If you are really unwilling, maybe you can go to the Purple Bamboo Forest and ask to see the ancestor... maybe there is a chance."

The old man spoke to the animal-skin boy. When the animal-skin boy heard this, a glimmer of hope once again rose in his eyes. He knelt down to the old man and kowtowed three times.

"Senior's kindness will be remembered in my heart on my way home!"

After saying that, the animal-skin boy had a look of determination in his eyes and walked along the rugged mountain road to the summit of Zixu.

"What does that kid want to do?"

"The top? It is said that the top is the Purple Bamboo Forest where our ancestors live! Does this kid want to climb to the Purple Bamboo Forest?"

"Crazy! Completely crazy! Could he be delusional that the ancestor would help him restore his meridians?"

"It's a pity that although he has a strong will, he lacks some luck...sad, sad!"

Countless disciples noticed the beast-skin boy and either mocked or sighed.

A group of elders shook their heads. How could their ancestor Shenlong bother to worry about an outer disciple?

"I wish you good luck."

The old man in gray robe looked at the boy with animal skin, his eyes showing a bit of sadness.

"When did Junior Brother become so sentimental?"

The short and fat monk did not know when he appeared beside the old man in gray robe. The old man in gray robe just shook his head gently and said lightly,

"He has some shadow of me when I was young. I was so stubborn back then...but I also lacked a bit of luck. Now that I am old, I no longer have the passion and impulse in my heart.

Even that will decayed. "

The old man in gray robe sighed and said. The short and fat monk was silent for a while. After a long time, he said two words in a heavy tone,

"yes."

"Sect Master, will this kid get angry if he goes to the top? How about I drive him down?"

An Emperor Realm elder spoke respectfully to the Zixu Sect Master. The Zixu Sect Master waved his hand and said calmly.

"Let him pursue it. This is also his freedom and choice. Maybe he will really get a blessing. We will just watch quietly. If the ancestor is angry, I will explain it.

"But......"

"No need to say more!"

Zixu Sect Master interrupted the Emperor Realm elder and his body disappeared from the spot.

The summit of Zixu is peaceful.

Lin Feng gave a ball of divine origin to Liu Shen. At this time, Liu Shen's body was filled with green light, and a powerful aura enveloped all directions.

Lin Feng was lying leisurely on the Taishi chair, looking at Liu Shen who had broken through the divine fire realm, and thinking about how to manage the Kingdom of Apocalypse.

The Kingdom of Apocalypse governs nearly a thousand continents, and it is difficult for ordinary people to manage such a huge amount of knowledge.

Outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, the boy in animal skin had already walked outside the restriction. Looking at the Purple Bamboo Forest with a mysterious aura flowing through it, his eyes were very complicated.

This may be your last chance.

boom!

He knelt down and worshiped directly.

"....?"

Lin Feng, who was in the small courtyard, noticed the animal skin boy outside the purple bamboo forest. He frowned and a majestic voice slowly sounded,

"Junior, what are you doing here?"

Hearing Lin Feng's voice, the young man was shocked and quickly said,

"Disciple Feng is on his way back, please join us as our ancestor."

When Lin Feng heard this, he frowned and snorted coldly,

"absurd!"

A huge force came suddenly, sending the beast-skin boy off the top in an instant, and then Lin Feng ignored the beast-skin boy.

But not long after, the boy in animal skin staggered to the front of the purple bamboo forest again and knelt down to worship the lower level.

"Junior! Are you challenging my patience?"

Lin Feng's voice fell, and a huge coercion was pressed against the beast-skin boy. The beast-skin boy instantly turned pale, but he remained motionless, kneeling quietly like that.

"Since you want to kneel...then kneel!"

Lin Feng's cold voice echoed between heaven and earth, and then the huge pressure faded away like a tide.

"He is looking for death and actually wants to salvage our ancestor!"

"The ancestor is already angry, and he still wants to get a chance! I think he is out of his mind."

"Trash, disgraceful."

"Oh, it's a pity for him..."

The disciples discussed one by one, and countless elders shook their heads.

Soon as the initiation ceremony came to an end, the disciples in the square began to disperse.

In the small courtyard, Lin Feng closed his eyes quietly, meditating on the matter of the new emperor of the Apocalypse Kingdom.

...

He felt that the sky above the Purple Void Sect was enveloped by a powerful aura, and then the void outside the Purple Tiger Mountain Range collapsed! A Daoist shadow stepped out.

"Is this Zixu Sect?"

A hoarse voice echoed between heaven and earth, and Lin Feng's eyes suddenly opened.

Rumble!!!

A huge force collided with the formation, and the entire Zixu Mountains shook.

"Who is attacking our Zixu Sect formation!"

One by one, the elders of Zixu Sect soared into the sky.

"Haha...wait for the ants! Kill them!"

An old woman smiled strangely and moved her palm, clatter!!

The sky was filled with spiritual violence, the void was imprisoned, and the entire Zixu Sect was shrouded in Wuchi's oppression.

"not good!!"

A Zixu Sect Supreme had a look on his face, and then a mouthful of blood gushed out from his mouth, and his body fell heavily from the air.

"With the supreme authority here, is Zi Xuliang willing to surrender? Or... Wenzong!"

The old woman's voice was hoarse and domineering. .