Chapter 1217: A Monk on the Ninth Floor of Qi Refining

In the mood of everyone's anxiety and uneasiness, time seemed to pass quickly, and an hour passed in the blink of an eye.

During this period of time, there was nothing unusual outside.

It was still those three people, pacing back and forth, saying a few words from time to time, but what they said were all insignificant things, which had nothing to do with Wuxiangjing.

Compared with everyone's slightly nervous mood, Tang Feng was much calmer, and his eyes were also very calm.

In such an atmosphere, suddenly, everyone felt that their eyes went dark, and then, it brightened up again.

In just a flash of God's time, there were many footsteps in the courtyard outside the room.

Everyone's eyes were immediately focused on the "screen" where they could see the scene of the room.

If you take a closer look, you can see clearly that the room is now brightly lit, and there are neatly arranged lamps on the surrounding walls, all of which are already lit with fire at this moment.

It was for this reason that everyone's eyes lit up.

But, what about that bleak moment?

Tang Feng saw that everyone was puzzled, and without waiting for them to ask questions, he said leisurely: "The time for the hidden formation is up, and the candles are extinguished."

The candles went out, and almost at the same time, the lights in the room came on.

This time is really just right.

Before everyone had a chance to sigh, a group of people had already walked in at the gate of the meeting hall.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by these people.

There were more than a dozen people who came in, and the leader was an old man who looked to be in his seventies. However, this cultivator could not tell his true age just by his appearance.

This old man has white beard and hair, and the white hair is tied in a bun on his head, fastened with a wooden hairpin. He is thin and thin, wearing a loose white robe. When he walks, he looks very elegant. His steps are steady, but After a few steps, he has already come to the front of the mirror without phase.

Undoubtedly, this old man with a bit of immortal style and ancient style should be the suzerain among these people.

Looking at his appearance, he doesn't look like some kind of sleazy dog. The expression and gaze on his face are also calm.

However, there is a saying that people should not be judged by appearances. No matter what the inside of such a big sect is, as the suzerain, it will always look upright in front of people, but what it looks like behind the scenes is another matter. up.

Behind the suzerain, the dozen or so people who followed were of different ages and appearances, ranging from middle-aged people in their thirties to old men like him, all of them were men.

These people are all wearing buns, wooden hairpins, and white robes. The difference from this old man is that they wear belts around their waists. Some are white, some are black, some are navy blue, and some are dark blue. red.

At first glance, the colors of these belts are staggered, which makes people feel dazzled.

Within the same sect, it is not surprising to have the same attire. In Shangguan’s sect and the Longhu Sect where Rong Guocheng once joined as a teacher, the disciples are all dressed in the same color. However, the belts are of different colors. It seems a little tricky.

Seeing it, Lin Mengjia showed a bit of surprise on his face, and said, "Could it be that in this sect, it is similar to judo and taekwondo, and is it graded according to the color of the belt?"

The others didn't think much about it, but when they heard her say that, they couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Zixuan looked over, originally wanting to see what state these people are in, but at a glance, none of them could tell the depth of their cultivation, they could only feel that everyone was higher than her, right? One and a half.

Zixuan took a deep breath, her mood suddenly became a little heavy, and then she couldn't help looking at Tang Feng.

When everyone saw Zixuan's appearance, they immediately understood, they were a little nervous, but at this moment, they were even faintly worried.

It seems that Zixuan might not have the ability to fight in front of these people.

Tang Feng just smiled slightly, and said: "The color of the belt does not represent their realm, but their inheritance and seniority."

While speaking, Tang Feng pointed at the old man who was closely behind the suzerain and wore a white belt around his waist. He was about the same age as him, and said: "He is of the same generation as the suzerain, he is his senior brother or younger brother, the only one present here He alone has a white sash around his waist."

Everyone looked at it intently and couldn't help nodding.

Indeed, among the belts of various colors, this white color is the only one.

The old man wearing a white belt, although equally thin, looked in good spirits, with piercing eyes, and the outline of the muscles on his arms could be seen from the lines on his sleeves.

"The two of them are both at the ninth level of Qi Refining."

Tang Feng added another sentence lightly.

"Ninth level of Qi refining?" Zixuan couldn't help but exclaimed.

Tang Feng nodded his head very calmly, then raised his chin, gestured to the people behind, and said: "The people behind are their disciples, and the different colors of their belts mean that their masters are different."

As the suzerain stood still in front of the phaseless mirror, the old man with the white belt stood beside him, and the other disciples also stopped three meters behind them.

Tang Feng pointed to the people at the front again, and said: "The people standing in the front row are all above the eighth level of Qi Refining. The ones in the back have lower realms, but the lowest level is also the sixth level of Qi Refining."

The people he mentioned, no matter what realm they are in, have different belt colors, which actually confirms what he said, the color of the belt has nothing to do with the realm.

"Their realms are all so high." Zixuan murmured, her face paler.

At the beginning, when she first entered the mortal world, she still felt that she was quite extraordinary, but now it seems that there are indeed heaven and man outside the sky and people outside the world.

In this hidden sect, there are so many masters hidden, even if it is her master, she may not be an opponent. It is ridiculous that she thought she was so strong back then, and she thought that no one in this world could fight her People are few and far between.

Even after meeting the mysterious person in Xijing, and even after Tang Feng, Zixuan felt that they were just an odd number, which could not explain anything.

There are so many people in China, and it's not surprising that there are one or two people with higher skills than her.

But when she saw more than a dozen monks above the sixth level of Qi refining in this sect, she broke out in a cold sweat.

It turned out that there were so many people stronger than him.

All the self-righteousness is just because we have seen too little in the world.