Chapter 4289 Immortality!

At the same time, in a side hall of the Wushen Temple.

The high priest sat on the main seat. In the hall, the great wizards Brahma and Yushuang, who represented the Wushen Temple, were all present.

Duan Lingtian, as the direct disciple of the high priest and the designated candidate for the next high priest, naturally attended the meeting.

According to the rules of the Wushen Temple, after taking over the high priest, he will never leave again.

However, the current high priest has a higher level of cultivation and has a life span of thousands of years. In the short term, Duan Lingtian does not have to stay in this hall.

As the second ancestor realm strongman in the entire Southern Wushen Domain besides the high priest, and the high priest himself is not allowed to leave the temple, Duan Lingtian has become the strongest in the Southern Wushen Domain.

Due to the relationship with Ling Feng, the relationship between the Wushen Temple and the Jidao God Clan is much closer than that of the other two royal families.

This time, the Southern Desert Sand Sea where Shenzhou Jianmu appeared also belongs to the sphere of influence of the Jidao God Clan. This area is now taken over by the Jidao God Clan, which is justified.

However, the Chiyan God Clan and the Qianyu God Clan will naturally not be willing to give up such an opportunity.

Although the Jidao God Clan used the power of Ling Feng's clone to intimidate the other two major God Clans, so that they dared not to commit crimes again for more than ten years.

But after many years, the shadow left by Ling Feng gradually dissipated.

And the temptation of Shenzhou Jianmu to them is too great.

The two major God Clans are naturally ready to move again.

After all, in the battle of Asura Dragon, the Jidao God Clan suffered heavy casualties, and the generation of Tianjiao Wu Xuan also died in this battle.

Among the royal family, only Wu Yue was left, after all, she was just a woman.

"This time, Shenzhou Jianmu appeared in the southern desert sand sea. It should be taken over by our Jidao God Clan. However, the two major God Clans, Chiyan and Qianyu, have repeatedly harassed the three parties and sent a large army to the outer area of ​​the sand sea, and even drove the monks under the jurisdiction of our Jidao God Clan into the sand sea area. Their wolfish ambitions are known to passers-by! I hope the high priest will do justice for our clan!"

The envoy who came to ask for help on behalf of the Jidao God Clan was the eldest daughter of the Ye family in Mingguang City, Ye Keren.

Although this woman is called Keren, she is actually a ruthless person who is decisive in killing and killing, and was once named "Tigress".

She herself is a disciple of the Wushen Temple. Although she has now joined the Jidao God Clan and become a female general, her roots are still in the Wushen Temple.

She is also a disciple of the Wushen Temple, hoping that the Wushen Temple can come forward to restrain the other two major God Clans.

The other envoy accompanying Ye Keren was Ye Keren's brother, Ye Wuxin.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Compared to Ye Keren's calmness and competence, Ye Wuxin seemed much more impatient, "High Priest, this time our temple must come forward to suppress the other two major God Clan, especially the group of guys from the Red Flame God Clan, what the hell!"

"Ahem..."

Duan Lingtian on the side couldn't help but cough a few times, indicating that Ye Wuxin should be careful with his words.

However, Ye Wuxin didn't care so much, and continued: "If it doesn't work, let Brother Duan accompany us to show up. I want to see how brave those bastards are to dare to provoke Brother Duan, a powerful ancestor!"

Duan Lingtian's forehead darkened. Now that he is already in the ancestor realm, bullying the weak with the strong, wouldn't he be ridiculed by the world?

"Junior Brother Ye, let's take a long-term view on this matter..."

"Hahaha!"

On the other hand, the great wizard Brahma was watching the fun and said, "I see, it's good, Lingtian, you go to the sand sea and show up, and put some pressure on the Red Flame God Clan!"

"Brother Brahma, you..."

Duan Lingtian shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the high priest, "Disciple should listen to the master's arrangement."

The high priest had a blank expression on his face, and was silent for a long time before he finally said slowly, "This Shenzhou Jianmu is probably not that simple, and it may not be an opportunity. Do you still remember the Wanling Hall?"

"This..."

For a while, all the elders were silent.

The Wanling Hall originally attracted countless believers under the guise of elixirs that could increase people's strength.

What happened in the end?

All these believers became the blood food for the resurrection of the Asura Dragon.

In the end, it even caused the tragedy of the Jidao God Clan being almost exterminated.

If Ling Feng had not taken action to deal with the beast at the last moment, it would have been a catastrophe for the entire Southern Witch Region.

"Since the appearance of Shenzhou Jianmu, I have read through ancient books and have vaguely felt that there seems to be something wrong with this Shenzhou Jianmu, but I can't tell what it is. In short, everyone must remember that cultivation requires one step at a time and not too much reliance on external things."

"Follow the teachings of the high priest!"

Everyone nodded in unison.

"However, since this Shenzhou Jianmu originally appeared in the sphere of influence of the Jidao God Clan, the actions of the other two clans are indeed a bit excessive. Lingtian, you should select some of your disciples to mediate."

"Disciple understands!"

Duan Lingtian nodded, "Please tell me what level to achieve."

The high priest pondered for a moment before continuing, "It's probably not realistic to completely drive out the two tribes, but we can't let them set up checkpoints to stop them. Let's do this, let them pass in according to a certain ratio. The number of cultivators entering the Sand Sea area every day is 50% for the Jidao Divine Tribe and 2.50% for the other two tribes."

"Yes."

Duan Lingtian nodded, "This is fair."

After that, he looked at Ye Keren, the envoy representing the Jidao Divine Tribe, and said, "Junior Sister Ye, what do you think?"

"Since the high priest has spoken, I have no objection. Let's do this. After returning, I will report to Her Majesty the Queen!"

Ye Keren nodded, and this was considered a result of the discussion.

Just as Ye Keren was about to resign and leave, a voice of notification came from outside the hall.

"Report to the high priest, the Elder Tianyu of the Temple of Light wants to see you."

The high priest frowned slightly, "Why at this time?"

"The elder said that this matter is extremely urgent!"

"Extremely urgent?" The high priest's eyes fixed, and he immediately said: "Let him in!"

The next moment, it was the elder who ordered the detention of the man who fell into the water before, who walked into the hall quickly.

"It's bad, high priest, the statue outside the hall has been destroyed!"

The words of Elder Tianyu shocked the high priest so much that he stood up from his seat, "What did you say?"

"One arm of the statue was broken by the thunder, and the instigator seems to be a man who fell into the water. I have ordered my disciples to detain him and wait for the high priest to decide!"

After hearing this, the high priest frowned.

The statue of Ling Tiandao was the only thing Ling Feng left in the Southern Witch Domain.

Although Ling Feng himself did not admit it, in the heart of the high priest, Ling Feng was the incarnation of the former witch ancestor.

This holy statue was an extremely sacred object for all descendants of the witch clan.

The high priest took a deep breath and suddenly released his spiritual sense.

The next moment, his spiritual sense swept across the square in front of the temple and found that the arm of the Lingtian Taoist statue was indeed chopped off.

Can ordinary thunder penetrate the barrier around the holy statue? What's more, a drop of Ling Feng's original blood was sealed in the holy statue...

Suddenly, the high priest's eyelids twitched wildly.

Wait, where is the original blood?

How come the breath of that drop of original blood disappeared completely?

"Who do you think destroyed this Taoist statue?"

The high priest's eyes became a little cold and murderous.

Elder Tianyu swallowed hard, "According to a disciple who was in charge of cleaning the holy statue, it was done by a man who fell into the water and was washed in by the flood. However, the man looked stupid and had no cultivation..."

"Bring them all here! Bring them to me!"

The high priest's face was terribly gloomy.

"Yes!"

Elder Tianyu took a deep breath. He knew that the high priest would be angry, but he didn't expect him to be so angry.

How could he delay? He immediately flew out of the hall and went to pass on the order.

"Uncle Lingfeng's statue was destroyed! But if only one arm was broken by thunder, it would be normal, right?"

When Elder Tianyu left the hall, Great Wizard Brahma frowned slightly, "Or, High Priest, do you think there is something strange about this?"

"That statue contains a drop of blood of Uncle Ling... cough Uncle Ling, which is equivalent to Uncle Ling's Dharma body in the lower world. Ordinary thunder cannot break this statue."

Duan Lingtian explained.

The High Priest took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "In short, let's see who the so-called man who fell into the water is first!"

Ye Keren and Ye Wuxin were originally ready to leave, but now they are also interested.

They and Lingfeng are old friends.

Now that Lingfeng has ascended, the only statue left is damaged. For the Witch God Temple, which regards this statue as a belief, it is naturally not a trivial matter.

...

On the other side

After Song Pingnan escorted the drowned man back to his residence, he was still angry but changed him into his own clothes.

"Hey, idiot, do you really not remember anything? You don't even remember your name?"

Song Pingnan stared at the man in front of him. He was quite handsome, much more handsome than a plain little errand boy.

Moreover, he was tall and straight, and his clothes looked very funny on him.

However, at least it covered the key parts of his body, so it was not immoral.

The drowned man blinked, "What's my name?"

However, as soon as he started to think, he felt a splitting headache, and then he started to cry with his head in his hands.

"Okay, okay, don't think about it if you can't remember it."

Song Pingnan patted the man who fell into the water on his shoulder and thought for a moment, "You kid was probably washed here by the flood. You are tall and strong, as strong as a bull. Then I will call you... Big Water Buffalo? Hehe, Big Water Buffalo, Big Water Buffalo?"

The man who fell into the water blinked his eyes, but he didn't resist. He scratched the back of his head and said, "Then... Then I will have a name in the future, I will be called Big Water Buffalo?"

"Forget the name, nickname, this is your nickname, as for the name, you should think about it yourself in the future."

Song Pingnan shook his head and sighed, "Big Water Buffalo, I'm not going to deliberately trick you, but the statue has been destroyed, someone has to take the blame, and you just happened to come at this time, so who else can I find if not you. Don't you think so?"

"That's right." Big Water Buffalo nodded a little woodenly.

"Look, you said yes, didn't you?" Song Pingnan blinked his eyes, "I see you are stupid, the elders shouldn't make it too hard on you, at most they will just beat you up, don't worry, when they release you, I will definitely help you recover and send you away. Where is your home?"

"Home?" The big water buffalo murmured, and just as he was about to think, he suddenly had another severe headache.

"Ah... It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Then, he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Big water buffalo, don't think about it, don't think about it..."

Song Pingnan slapped himself twice, "I'm also a bad mouth, I can't even remember my name, how can I remember where my home is? Okay, if you can't remember, I can just keep you for the time being! Hey..."

Song Pingnan regretted it a little bit, this big water buffalo is so tall, how much can he eat!

He said that he was a disciple of the Witch God Temple, but in fact he was just a chores.

The money to buy pills and training materials for myself was already tight.

"Forget it, forget it, who made me cheat you and let you take the blame for me, I just hope you can remember who you are sooner!"

Song Pingnan was talking to himself, but the big buffalo had already climbed onto his bed and lay down on it without any courtesy.

Within ten breaths, he began to snore like thunder.

Then, the temperature in the room began to rise continuously. Song Pingnan felt a sweat pouring down his back and couldn't help frowning, "Why is this guy like a furnace when he sleeps? No wonder, his brain is burned out!"

He could only open the doors and windows and keep applying clean water on the big buffalo's forehead to lower his temperature a little.

At this moment, in the big buffalo's dream, he seemed to see a palace vaguely.

In the palace, an extremely anxious voice came out, as if calling him.

"Master, Master, open the Five Elements Palace!"

"Master, I am Zi Feng, don't you remember me? Why hasn't your consciousness woken up yet!"

"Damn it, although the body was reborn with the help of this drop of blood essence, the soul was sealed? The Five Elements Palace was also sealed. What if the master can't wake up? Master, master, there are so many things in the fairyland that need you to solve, you can't keep sleeping like this!"

"Master, you must remember everything as soon as possible!"

"..."

It turned out that the big buffalo that fell into the water was Ling Feng, who was almost destroyed by the light prism of the Heavenly God Black Tower on the Ice Abyss Sea!

If it weren't for the last moment, relying on the immortal power of the twelve volumes of "Original Creation" to protect the last wisp of Ling Feng's soul, and reborn with the help of a drop of blood essence he left in the lower world.

This time, I'm afraid he would be completely destroyed and dissipated in time.

However, although he was reborn with the help of this drop of blood essence, the origin of his soul seemed to be imprisoned by some special power.

So now Ling Feng seemed to have completely forgotten the past and became a stupid and demented person.

Just as Ling Feng fell into the "dream", a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

The next moment, it was Elder Tianyu, who walked into the room with several disciples in charge of law enforcement, "Take him away!"

Song Pingnan's eyelids jumped, "This... so fast? But he still has a high fever!"

Elder Tianyu frowned, stared at Song Pingnan, and said coldly: "Let's worry about yourself first, take them all away!"

"Ah? I... I want to go too?"

Song Pingnan was startled, "No, Elder Mingjian, what does this have to do with me?"

"Whether it is your business or not, you will know it when you see the high priest."

After that, Elder Tianyu glanced at Ling Feng lying on the bed, frowned, and asked his disciples to wake Ling Feng up.

However, no matter how the disciples pushed and shoved, Ling Feng was like a dead pig and could not be awakened at all.

One of the disciples was so angry that he kicked him directly, but was directly blown away by a red light.

With a loud "bang", the disciple was deeply embedded in the wall.

The force of the recoil was so terrifying.

The disciple should be thankful that he did not have the intention to kill him, otherwise, it would not be as simple as being blown away.

"Sure enough, he is not an ordinary person!"

Elder Tianyu snorted, "You guys, just take the bed away!" (End of this chapter)