Chapter 432: It’s Impossible to Keep a Low Profile

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Ji Yongfang cried for a long time before he recovered his breath. With tearful eyes, he pointed at An Lin on the altar and roared: "An Lin! It must be you. What did you do to me!?"

"Enough!"

A light shout interrupted Ji Yongfang's words.

"Crying and shouting, what a disgrace!" A middle-aged man shouted with a little anger.

Ji Yongfang stared blankly at the man who was talking, closed his mouth, and a line of tears flowed down, very pitiful: "Dad, why..."

Elder Ji didn't want to see Ji Yongfang like this. If he hadn't received the power of the holy fire, he would have taken this guy away from the square.

"This matter has nothing to do with An Lin. Maybe... you are really too sad..." Elder Ji said helplessly.

Ji Yongfang was stunned, and he couldn't help crying again.

Elder Ji glanced at the sky, and he was too ashamed to look.

The disciples in the square were tired of laughing and massaged their faces and stomachs.

Mo Hai was still laughing, looking at Ji Yongfang with admiration: "Brother Ji, when it comes to crying, I only admire you, you can be the first person in the sect!"

Another person who was still laughing was Lan Yan. She had a low sense of laughter, and now she saw Ji Yongfang crying so hard that she almost fainted.

While laughing, she cursed Ji Yongfang for suspected murder and plotting to "laugh her to death".

Xu Xiaolan helped Lan Yan to breathe with a helpless look on her face, so that Lan Yan would not really die of laughter.

"An Lin, since you have not been recognized by the Holy Fire, come down."

Just as the situation was slowly calming down, Elder Zhu spoke softly to smooth things over.

An Lin nodded, and was about to put away the Vermillion Bird Fire Feathers, when the Vermillion Bird Holy Fire above the sky suddenly shone brightly.

"Boom!"

The white Holy Fire suddenly exploded, and then turned into a white Vermillion Bird, leaping and circling under the starry sky.

The elders of the Suzaku Sect all changed their expressions when they saw this, while the disciples looked at the sky in bewilderment.

"The Holy Fire took the initiative to transform? Why?" The great elder Chen Xinran said in shock.

An Lin stood on the altar, and before he could make any move, the Qi Sea began to surge violently, and the white phoenix inside wailed, and then a force flowed out of its body, passed through the Qi Sea to An Lin's forehead, and then rushed out of the forehead and flew towards the golden Suzaku Fire Feather phantom.

The golden Suzaku Fire Feather phantom slowly solidified, and then turned into white feathers, floating in the void.

Tens of thousands of disciples were confused, including An Lin.

"Why did it turn white? Did the feather fade?"

"I got a fake feather, so the Holy Fire doesn't recognize it?" An Lin suddenly said.

Everyone rolled their eyes when they heard this.

Lan Yan, who had finally recovered her breath, was triggered to laugh again when she heard this, and almost laughed out loud, and struggled to support her slender waist to prevent herself from falling down.

Some knowledgeable elders looked at the solid white feather in shock.

"Is this... is this the real feather of the Vermillion Bird?"

"This wave of flame power cannot be wrong, and the feather that has turned into substance is really the real feather of the Vermillion Bird!"

"How can there be a real feather of the Vermillion Bird here? An Lin clearly released a phantom before!"

"A force was released from his body, which made the phantom of the top-grade Vermillion Bird fire feather become a real entity."

"I didn't expect that we would see the real feather of the Vermillion Bird here. This is interesting..."

...

The elders' conversation was not concealed, so most of the disciples had a general understanding of this strange phenomenon.

It doesn't matter what the real feather of the Vermillion Bird is, anyway, it is very powerful!

Tens of thousands of disciples once again focused their attention on the man in white clothes on the altar, with a little more respect and fanaticism in their eyes.

Xu Xiaolan smiled at the man who was the center of attention, and whispered, "I knew you would leave here in disgrace. This is not your style."

At this moment, the white Vermilion Bird in the sky began to open its mouth, and the white Vermilion Bird's true feathers began to fly towards the sky, flying towards the Holy Fire Vermilion Bird, and then it was swallowed by it!

A very pleasant and clear sound came from the mouth of the Holy Fire Vermilion Bird, and then it turned into a ball of Holy Fire again.

Everything became calm again, as if nothing had happened.

An Lin looked at the Holy Fire, and the disciples and elders were also looking at the Holy Fire, as if they were expecting something.

Two minutes passed, and nothing happened...

"Damn, are you eating a free meal?!"

An Lin couldn't bear it anymore, and cursed at the Holy Fire.

"Puff..." Many disciples were amused by An Lin's nonsensical words, and they felt a lot of goodwill in their hearts.

Lan Yan laughed again and said that An Lin was so interesting that if Xu Xiaolan hadn't gotten there first, she would have chased him. Xu Xiaolan gave Lan Yan a fierce look and snorted without saying anything.

There was no other way. If she said that she had nothing to do with An Lin, then her best friend would be too dangerous. But if she warned her best friend, wouldn't that be a disguised acknowledgement of their relationship?

Xu Xiaolan's pretty face turned slightly red, like a peach blossom blooming in the spring breeze. In the end, she could only pout and look away.

Ji Yongfang finally stopped crying. With red and swollen eyes, he took two steps towards An Lin. Seeing that An Lin was still rejected by the Suzaku Holy Flame, he felt a little relieved and was about to say a few words.

The holy fire above the sky suddenly dropped a white beam of light, blasting towards An Lin!

"Boom!"

Ji Yongfang was already a little weak from crying, but this sudden and terrifying impact directly knocked him to the ground.

The disciple standing far away was also hit. Fortunately, the elder took action in time and no harm was caused.

Everyone looked at An Lin in the center of the altar with shocked faces, speechless.

An Lin, who was in the center of the light pillar, was not harmed at all. The white light poured into his body like a scourge, turning into the most essence of flame energy.

"Then...is that the power given by the Holy Fire?" A disciple rubbed his eyes and said calmly.

"It should be so. I have been in the Suzaku Sect for hundreds of years and have never seen such a thrilling gift of power. This is simply unreasonable. The monster is silent and the genius is in tears!" A core disciple exclaimed.

"It's really scary. Can An Lin hold on?" Some disciples expressed concern.

If the middle-grade Suzaku Fire-Feather Shadow gets the power from being dipped in water, and the high-grade Suzaku Fire-Feather Phantom gets the power from getting wet, then Anlin's power is given by pouring water...

Ji Yongfang was confused and muttered to himself: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."

An Lin was also stunned. He looked at the Suzaku Holy Fire and discussed, "Please slow down, it's too fast and my body can't bear it."

Ji Yongfang almost vomited blood when he heard this, and even many sect disciples felt a tightness in their chests.

The elders of the Suzaku Sect also rolled their eyes, but did not intervene to interrupt the matter.

An Lin could feel the holy flames pouring into his body. The four sacred fires merged with the holy flames, becoming more pure and solid, and they were faintly developing towards a higher level.

At the same moment, white holy flames appeared in the air sea.

The phoenix in the air sea roared joyfully and pounced on the holy flames.

An Qilin's eyes also lit up, he opened his big mouth and rushed towards Shengyan.

The two finally had a brief period of peace, but now they have become competitive and started fighting again.

Boom boom boom...

The sea of ​​​​qi churns, white flames rage, and thunder explodes.

An Lin: "..."