The Order of Purple Thorn

Nan Feng did not disappoint the world and did not disappoint his. In the end, it was just that he had to have a clear conscience when doing things.

Looking back, Nan Feng felt that everything he had done was worth it. He hadn't let anyone down.

Clap clap clap. Leng Yunshan was in the wrong? Nan Feng did not believe that Leng Yunshan wanted to castrate him, kill him, and be slapped by him multiple times.

Other than slapping Leng Yunshan, Nan Feng felt that his hundred years of life were more interesting and meaningful.

"Third Junior Brother, this is the first time Nan Feng has come to the Saint Buddha Sect. Next, you should bring him around and learn more about the legacies and civilizations of the Saint Buddha Sect, and also get to know some of the members of some sects." Devil Sage Buddha instructed Jue Chen.

Jue Chen nodded. When he was in Seven Holy Cities, he saw that the people belonged to the Grand Fo Temple, and some of the members that were misled and deceived by Leng Chan.

Buddha Emperor Jue Chen brought Nan Feng and left the Sacred Buddha side hall. They arrived at a side of a small mountain, there was a courtyard there, and in the courtyard there were a few buddhist rooms.

"This is Martial Uncle's old meditation room. Let's see if anyone else can live here. If they do, we can look for somewhere else to stay, but it's not enough for the two of us to stay in the guest room." Jue Chen said.

"Is there anyone living here now? Whose meditation room is it?" This place was the meditation room he stayed in before he left Saint Buddha Sect. He had left for many years, so he did not know what the situation was like.

"This is Ancestral Master Jue Chen's meditation room, but Ancestral Master Jue Chen is not here, the junk hall will arrange for disciples to clean this place." After putting down his broom, Sha Mi placed his hands together and bowed towards Jue Chen. The red cassock worn by was a symbol of seniority, even Sha Mi could recognize it.

In the Buddhism, the ones who had just entered the sect were Shamei. With a certain realm and cultivation level, the monks, big monks, masters, Zen Masters, and so on. Their statuses were different.

"I am Jue Chen, I have returned, and this is Saint Buddha disciple Nan Feng, and will be the master of this place!" Knowing that it was still his own territory, Buddha Emperor was very satisfied.

Hearing Jue Chen's registration number, Xiao Sha Mi was stunned. This was a grand character who had returned, and also brought a grand character with him. The holy Buddha disciple might be the future holy Buddha, but this holy Buddha disciple was a home practicing disciple with a head full of hair. He was a little surprised, he didn't understand this situation.

Nan Feng and Jue Chen settled down, the two of them couldn't mess around in the Buddhism's quiet and quiet place, they could only make tea and chat.

After that, Buddha Emperor Jue Chen brought Nan Feng and walked in the Saint Buddha Sect, getting to know some of the Saint Buddha Sect's Elder's protectors.

Originally, Nan Feng was somewhat unwilling to do so, because he was a young man, so he had to greet everyone whenever he saw them. But this time was not the case. After seeing the high monk of the Saint Buddha Sect, and after he was introduced by the high monk, Jue Chen had immediately introduced them to him.

Although he was only a common disciple in the Saint Buddha Sect, he was still a Holy Buddha descendant. Furthermore, he himself was an Intermediate Buddha Emperor, so he had the qualifications to be respected.

With this kind of situation, Nan Feng no longer needed to bow and bow. Sometimes, he would also go out for a walk, and every time he went out, Nan Feng would have a different feeling.

As a Sacred Ground, the St. Buddha's Mount had an atmosphere that it did not have elsewhere, just like the Baishan Road.

The distance from the foot of the St. Buddha's Mount to the summit was very long. Nan Feng had Intermediate Emperor, so he had to fly for a while longer. It was hard to bow. Nan Feng felt that the Baishan Road was actually just a road to asking about the heart with sincerity.

In the Baishan Road, the confused people were the determined ones, the guilty people would atone for their sins and cleanse their hearts. Nan Feng no longer felt that the Baishan Road was just a formalization, a useless thing.

On top of the Spirit Mountain, there were Saint Buddha Sect lecturing on the dao. Normally speaking, people who did not reach the top of the mountain through the Baishan Road were not qualified to listen to the lecture, but Nan Feng was an exception.

It was mainly because the first time Nan Feng came, Wu Xinsheng was here and even paid respects to him. Thus, the cultivators that Wu Xinsheng was in charge of knew that Nan Feng was not ordinary and did not need to be expelled.

Furthermore,'s cultivation was high, and on top of the arm, there was a red cassock, which was something that only high monks of the Elder were qualified to use. The Buddha Emperor Fen Yan was worried that it would be inconvenient for Nan Feng to walk in the Saint Buddha Sect, so he gave it to Nan Feng, and allowed him to tie it to his arm, so that the Saint Buddha Sect would not misunderstand it.

The Buddha Emperor Fen Yan had arranged everything in place, but trouble had still appeared. Nan Feng had met a Second Tiger Buddhist monk called Jing An.

Jing An was a disciple of the Sedan. When the Sedan followed him to Seven Holy Cities to fight, he did not go. Jing An, who had returned from his travels, understood what was wrong, but he was still very angry when he knew that the person who killed his Master was called Nan Feng. He remembered this in his heart.

When Nan Feng was at the top of the spirit mountain talking to a monk, he reported his name, and this disciple of the Sedan called Jing An Twin Tiger Sect attacked Nan Feng.

Nan Feng wasn't prepared at all, he had no time to dodge. He could only use the Non-Phase Gold Body's protection and was sent flying like a rubber ball after being punched on the back by Jing An.

Nan Feng who was sent flying was a little confused. He did not know what was going on, was it possible that Leng Chan's faction was planning to kill him?

"Stop!" The Zen Master who was lecturing on the stage bellowed and appeared in front of Jing An, blocking him from attacking again. He was a disciple who spoke just like Wu Xinsheng, he recognised Nan Feng, and now that Nan Feng was attacked, the issue was slightly big.

"Senior brother step aside, Jing An wants to kill him." Jing An's face was filled with anger, he was going to pinch Nan Feng to death.

"Jing An, don't mess around, don't you see the Elder's cassock on his arm?" I extended my hand out and pointed at the cassock on Nan Feng's arm.

"Jing An doesn't care about that, he's a homicidal maniac demon. Today, Jing An is going to exterminate the devils." Jing An took out a handful of retractable knife.

"Exorcism... Just tell me clearly today, who is the Devil? " Nan Feng frowned as he looked at Jing An, and somehow got punched. He was already dissatisfied, and since Jing An said he wanted to exterminate the devils, he would not take the blame.

"You, devil!" Jing An avoided his personality, and then slashed at Nan Feng.

At this time, Nan Feng could not take it anymore. He released the cutting movement, and after circling around Jing An's Bladestorm, the domain of unbridled disorder erupted and suppressed Jing An, and after that, he arrived in front of, grabbing him who was holding onto the retractable knife's right hand, he threw it into the air, causing the Body to fly over his head and fall onto the ground with an old fist on his left hand smashing towards the door.

"Young Chief of the South, don't fight." Wu Xinsheng appeared, but at the right time, he appeared. Nan Feng did not recognize the ability of comprehension, so he did not mind my resistance, his fist was about to reach Jing An's face. Hearing Wu Xinsheng's shout, Nan Feng's fist stopped right in front of his face.