Chapter 16 The elder guarding the pavilion!

The mountain gate of Wenxian Sect is astonishingly big!

In addition, no one dared to talk to Ling Feng, a disciple of the Xiaozhu Peak lineage, so Ling Feng spent a long time walking through the magnificent buildings before finally finding the location of the Sutra Storage Pavilion.

He didn't know that Yang Wei, the leader of Feixing Peak, had ordered that no sect resources be provided to him.

Ling Feng walked to the front of a three-story attic, with the words "Sutra Collection Pavilion" hung high on the door plaque. The surrounding area was bustling with people, and many inner disciples gathered there.

All inner disciples can only borrow one secret book of exercises and one secret book of martial arts every month.

It was the beginning of the month, which was the peak period for disciples to borrow and exchange secret books. Ling Feng waited in a long line before it was his turn to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to select secret books.

"What's your name? Which peak and which lineage are you a disciple of?"

The disciple responsible for guarding the Sutra Pavilion glanced lazily at Ling Feng and asked in a routine manner.

"Xiao Zhufeng, Ling Feng." Ling Feng reported his peak address truthfully.

"Xiao...Xiao Zhufeng?" The disciple guarding the pavilion jumped up from his chair with his eyelids twitching, "Are you that Ling Feng?"

"Oh? Do you know me?" Ling Feng touched the bridge of his nose. He didn't expect that he was asking about a "celebrity" from the inner sect of the Immortal Sect.

"Get out of here! The Sutra Pavilion is not a place for you, and you are not qualified to borrow any secret book!" The expressions of the disciples guarding the pavilion suddenly became cold.

He even waved to several other disciples guarding the pavilion and surrounded Ling Feng, as if to warn him, if he doesn't get out of here, I'll make you look good!

"I am also an inner disciple, why can't I borrow the secret books in the Sutra Pavilion?" Ling Feng stared at the disciple guarding the pavilion with a cold gaze, "Who gave you the power? That you dare to flout even the sect's laws? "

The disciple felt weak due to Ling Feng's gaze and was speechless for a moment.

According to the rules of the sect disciples, every inner disciple does have the right to borrow the secret books of the Sutra Pavilion, but he just received instructions from Feixing Peak, prohibiting the opening of the Sutra Pavilion to Ling Feng.

This was an instruction from the top, how could he dare to disobey orders?

"Hmph, my word is power!"

At this moment, an old man with white beard and hair was seen slowly walking out of the Sutra Pavilion. This man was the elder guarding the Sutra Pavilion. Although he was not as prominent as the masters of the other peaks, he was also a member of the Wenxian Sect. Elders who hold real power.

The elder guarding the pavilion walked over slowly, seemingly slowly, but in the blink of an eye, he reached Ling Feng.

"See the elders!"

The disciples guarding the pavilion and the other disciples who came to borrow the secret book bowed and saluted. This elder guarding the pavilion was a strong man in the Pulse Condensation Realm, and he had extremely high qualifications. Even if the master came, he would still call him uncle.

The old man narrowed his eyes, stared at Ling Feng coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Boy, I advise you to leave obediently. Don't ask for trouble."

"Are you an elder?" Ling Feng raised his head, met the gaze of the elder who was guarding the pavilion, and curled up the corner of his mouth, "Does it mean that as an elder, you can despise the rules set by the ancestors of the Xianxian Sect?"

"Quiet words! Are you worthy of questioning this elder?" The elder of the guarding pavilion looked cold. He has always been close to Yang Wei and others of Feixing Peak. If Yang Wei and others wanted to suppress this junior, he would naturally be happy to sell his favor.

"As a disciple of the Wenxian Sect, why am I not worthy?" Ling Feng stood proudly, facing the elder of the Pavilion Guards without changing his expression.

"Okay, okay, you are so brave!" The elder guarding the pavilion flicked his sleeves, "Come here, drag this guy out, break his legs, and see if he dares to contradict me in the future? "

"Follow your orders!" A ferocious smile hung on the faces of the disciples guarding the pavilion. They had joined the Wenxian Sect for a few years, and they had never seen such a stupid young man who was not afraid of death. He even dared to provoke the elders. They were really tired of life.

"Who dares?" Ling Feng snorted and took out a token from his arms, "Elder Shouge, look at what this is?"

The elder guarding the pavilion had already walked away, but when he heard Ling Feng's words, he couldn't help but look back.

In Ling Feng's hand, he was holding a palm-sized jade order with the word "immortal" engraved on it. It was the head jade order of the Wenxian Sect!

"What!" The elder's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned back suddenly, "The Jade Order of the Head? Why is there the Jade Order of the Head in your hand?"

The surrounding disciples were frightened. What does the leader's jade order mean?

It means the majesty of the leader of a faction!

In an instant, no one dared to break Ling Feng's legs. They all froze on the spot, sometimes looking at the elders guarding the pavilion, sometimes looking at Ling Feng, not knowing what to do.

"Finally, you still have some eyesight!" Ling Feng secretly sweated in his heart. He didn't expect that the leader's token was so effective that he actually suppressed the elder guarding the pavilion.

"Hmph, I know, I know!" The elder guarding the pavilion was stunned and quickly realized, "It was that old man Duanmu Qingshan who gave you the token, right?"

"Duanmu Qingshan is already my master. Is there any problem with him passing things to me?" Ling Feng pinched the token and hummed softly: "Elder Shouge, you saw the leader's token, why don't you kneel down?"

"Hahaha!" The elder who guarded the pavilion immediately looked up to the sky and laughed, "Boy, this leader's jade order may still be somewhat intimidating in the hands of Duanmu Qingshan, but you are just a brat who is still young, even if you hold it in your hands, What’s the use of Men Yu Ling?”

The eyes of the elder guarding the pavilion flashed with a fiery light, "This token is in Duanmu Qingshan's hand. Naturally, no one dares to snatch it, but it is in your hand!"

As he said that, the elder guarding the pavilion looked at Ling Feng with evil intentions and grabbed it with his big hand. A terrifying force suddenly enveloped Ling Feng, making him almost breathless.

"That old monster Duanmu Qingshan is really smart. He was confused for a moment. Hum, it's time for this master's jade order to be returned to the master at last!"

The elder guarding the pavilion laughed loudly, and with a weak grasp with his palm, Ling Feng was immediately caught by a terrifying suction force and flew towards the elder guarding the pavilion.

"No!" Ling Feng secretly groaned in his heart. It was just as he expected. Although this token represented supreme majesty, it was useless without the strength to hold it.

Just when Ling Feng thought that the token was about to be taken away, the jade token suddenly glowed brightly, and a sharp sword energy seemed to cut through a distant period of time and space, shuttled from the void, and headed towards the guarding pavilion. The elder's palm shot hard.

"ah!"

The elder guarding the pavilion screamed, and the suction power immediately disappeared. Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, held the token, and was stunned for a while.

"Elder!" The surrounding disciples hurriedly gathered around to help the elder guarding the pavilion, and saw the elder guarding the pavilion looking at Ling Feng in surprise, with cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Huang Xuanling, this is just a small punishment. Ling Feng is my disciple. If you dare to bully the younger ones and don't take me seriously, you can try the consequences!"

Duanmu Qingshan's emotionless voice came out from the leader's jade order, and it boomed like thunder, making the surrounding disciples feel chills in their livers and gallbladders.

The elder guarding the pavilion held his palm, and there was a sword hole the size of an egg on it, the flesh and blood were blurred and dripping with blood.

"All disciples of the Sutra Pavilion, listen, Ling Feng can come to the Sutra Pavilion to borrow secret books at will from now on, without any restrictions!"

After saying that, the elder guarding the pavilion had a dark face, hid his injured arm in his sleeves, turned around and left, not daring to deliberately make things difficult for Ling Feng again.

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