Chapter 80 Zongmen Meeting!

Lin Feng stood beside the river all night. During this night, Lin Feng could see the whole scenery beside the river, the small bridge and high platform, the sound of water, the stars, the cicadas and frogs. Morality has also reached a certain level.

The high platform of the small bridge is the essence of wood, and it is also the straightness of wood, and the way of wood.

The gurgling sound of water is the essence of water, its softness, and the way of water.

Starry Lob is the essence of quietness, the quietness of silence, and the way of quietness.

The cry of cicadas and frogs is the essence of movement, the action of movement, and the way of movement.

Standing up this night, Lin Feng's morality has improved a lot. Although it cannot be said that the water and wood in the current five-element morality, as well as the movement and stillness morality, can reach the second level, but as long as there is another opportunity, he can break through.

Lin Feng has now reached the third stage relying on the original intention of the magic way, so he can break through the Xiaocheng Shenghuang, but if he wants to break through the Dacheng Shenghuang, he must reach the second or even the third way.

The morning sun reflected the river red, and the morning dew wet Lin Feng's clothes. Lin Feng raised his eyes to look at the sun, feeling a sense of warmth.

"Elder Lin Feng, please come to the suzerain pavilion!!"

At this moment of silence, a shouting voice was transmitted throughout the entire Shenzong, Lin Feng frowned, and looked at Fan Shengjun's pavilion.

This is Fan Shengjun's cry, it should be that the former has something to do, Lin Feng didn't hesitate, his footsteps collapsed, skimmed the sky, and rushed towards Fan Shengjun's suzerain pavilion.

Soon, Lin Feng stood outside the pavilion, and Wu Lin stood at the door, as if deliberately waiting for Lin Feng to arrive.

When Wu Lin faced Lin Feng again, he felt all kinds of feelings in his heart, but no matter what it was, he didn't dare to have the slightest hatred anymore. Lin Feng has become his master, and he is also the Supreme Elder, how dare he plot against Lin Feng?

"Master, please come in." Wu Lin greeted the gesture respectfully, opened the door, Lin Feng smiled slightly, and walked in slowly.

"Uncle Lin Feng, the nephew also has something to explain, so I disturb the uncle, I hope you will forgive me."

Standing in the middle of the hall, Fan Shengjun cupped his fists and smiled apologetically when he saw Lin Feng walking in.

Hearing this, Lin Feng shook his head, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart. Yesterday he had to address Fan Shengjun as senior brother, but today the former had to call himself senior uncle, so naturally he was a little uncomfortable.

But in a world that is determined by status and strength, it is necessary to adapt to this method.

If one day Wu Lin outside also became the Supreme Elder, Fan Shengjun would still call Wu Lin his uncle. This is a very normal thing, and of course there should be no such possibility.

"Sovereign, what's the matter with you asking me to come?" Lin Feng didn't call Fan Shengjun his nephew, but he still called him the suzerain, showing more respect for Fan Shengjun. After all, the latter is not an ordinary suzerain, his father is one of the saints of the temple .

It's no wonder why Shenzong can become the largest sect in God's Domain. It turns out that it is not only related to the temple, but also has such a relationship.

Fan Shengjun knew that Lin Feng was not a person who oppressed others by his status, and hearing Lin Feng's address was regarded as respecting him, Fan Shengjun laughed heartily, and said: "Uncle Lin Feng, now that you have become the Supreme Elder, it is natural to have a status symbol." The palace, and even the power, so I have already prepared for the uncle, and the words of the uncle are missing."

"I don't have any opinion, this kind of thing is up to you to decide." Lin Feng smiled and said, he didn't pay too much attention to these external things, so the sect was in charge.

"Uncle, I know this is a trivial matter, but the elder Emperor Shu Taishang did not agree to build a palace for you, and the Four Holy Sons also strongly blocked it, saying that building the palace would consume manpower and material resources, so you..."

When Fan Shengjun said this, his voice was cut off, because Lin Feng's face had turned gloomy.

"What do you want me to do?" Lin Feng asked in a deep voice, frowning, and looked at Fan Shengjun.

"I'll let you find a place by yourself. If I can't do it, you can just build a pavilion." Fan Shengjun said with a wry smile what the Four Saints and the Emperor Shu meant. He knew that Lin Feng was a dignified person. What he did would definitely arouse Lin Feng's dissatisfaction.

Sure enough, before Fan Shengjun finished speaking, Lin Feng sneered, and Fan Shengjun felt the atmosphere in the room suddenly turn cold.

"Hehe, the elder Emperor Shu Taishang is really very careful, and the fourth son is also a meticulous person." Lin Feng sneered, but he was quite angry in his heart.

Even if Emperor Shu didn't conflict with him, he would still be a 100% enemy in the future, a deadly enemy, just because he was a person abandoned by nature, while the other party was a person chosen by nature.

As for the Four Holy Sons, he doesn't care if he offends or not. This time when the Fifth Holy Son is being selected, Lin Feng wants to teach this arrogant and withdrawn Fourth Holy Son Moda a good lesson.

But for the emperor's book, Lin Feng didn't have many ways to deal with it. First of all, he was strong and he was not an opponent.

However, Lin Feng was not afraid of him. Lin Feng didn't want to care about this matter, but since the other party was about to humiliate him, if he ignored it, he would definitely make the sect disciples laugh at him.

"Sovereign, what's your opinion on this matter?" Lin Feng turned his head, looked at Fan Shengjun and asked in a deep voice.

Fan Shengjun smiled lightly and said, "Of course I advocate building a palace for you, but the Supreme Elder Emperor Shu doesn't allow it, unless my father comes back and agrees to build it, he will agree."

"Oh? That's it, hehe, the elders of Emperor Shu Taishang are also quite arrogant, and they actually let the holy king of the holy palace of the gods come back?"

Hearing what the former said, Lin Feng couldn't help but sneered. Fan Shengjun raised his brows slightly. He also felt that the emperor's book was a bit too much. With his father not around these years, the emperor's book became more and more arrogant and arrogant in Shenzong.

"Uncle Lin Feng, the sect meeting is about to begin, you are the Supreme Elder, so naturally you want to attend"

Fan Shengjun said to Lin Feng in a deep voice.

"Who is attending the sect meeting?" Lin Feng asked with a frown.

"Emperor Shu, Bodhidharma, Fairy Han, and the four holy sons, as well as me and Xuanyuanmu." Fan Shengjun replied with a smile, and Lin Feng nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, I'll go to participate, and talk about it by the way "

There was a faint smile on Lin Feng's face, but the smile was a bit cold, and his tone was also tinged with anger. Fan Shengjun naturally knew that Emperor Shu did not agree to build the palace because he deliberately humiliated Lin Feng.

Fan Shengjun didn't say much, and walked out of the suzerain's pavilion with Lin Feng, and went straight to the sacred mountain.

Shenshan is naturally the back mountain of Shenzong, and the gazebo on the mountain is the place for meetings, Lin Feng does not know this.

In just a few minutes, Lin Feng and Fan Shengjun had arrived at the top of the sacred mountain, inside the gazebo.

The gazebo is very large, several times larger than ordinary gazebos. There is a red sandalwood table in the middle, surrounded by chairs. There are nine chairs in total, which represent the eight people, the four holy sons, Emperor Shu, Bodhidharma, Fairy Han, Xuanyuanmu and Fan Shengjun.

"It seems that we came early, but it's normal, every time the emperor's book arrives last." Fan Shengjun smiled lightly, made a gesture of invitation, Lin Feng nodded, and sat down on the chair casually.

Fan Shengjun stared at the chair that Lin Feng was sitting on, but he didn't say much. With a faint smile, Fan Shengjun sat on the chair to the north.

Just as Fan Shengjun sat down, a ray of light flashed down the mountain, and a figure in long robes flashed out of the gazebo again, it was an old man, it was Xuanyuanmu.

"Sovereign, Lin Feng, oh no, it should be to meet my uncle"