At night, the lights were just off, but Lin Feng had already fallen asleep, or it was more appropriate to fall into his dream. Lin Feng had never had to slowly enter the state of his practice, and could sink into it in an instant. Now he practiced the ancient scriptures of the Great Dreams, and practiced in the dreams, which was even more rapid. He sank into the dream in an instant, creating dreams for himself, silently, and no one even knew that he was practicing.

At midnight, the man in purple rolled into the air and came outside Lin Feng's room. His divine thoughts invaded Lin Feng's room. He wanted to see how Lin Feng practiced, but his face soon became cold because he found that Lin Feng was sleeping again, lying on the bed and breathing evenly. This person was not greedy for beauty, but was sleepy.

This made the man in purple angry and whispered to Lin Feng in secretly scolding him for being incompetent. He also advised him to practice well in the daytime. After stepping into the Martial Emperor, he would not have to be angry with the young generation of Qi family. Just like him, the young generation of Qi family should be polite to him now. After all, he is a strong man of the Martial Emperor, and he is supported by the mysterious god.

The next day, these controlled people should have gone to patrol, but because Lin Feng was still sleeping, the man in purple did not call Lin Feng to see how long he could sleep.

But Lin Feng's sleep obviously made the man in purple very "surprise". Because no one shouted at this sleep, Lin Feng never woke up at all. He slept for ten days. It was already very lively outside. Strong people from all sides gathered, but it seemed that they had nothing to do with him, Lin Feng, and they still slept!

On this day, the man in purple could not stand Lin Feng. He stood outside Lin Feng's room with a calm face, and even felt a little bit of a slight sense of being ashen. The bastard slept for ten days, and there was no sign of awakening.

Lin Feng practiced hard in his dreams, so how could he feel that he would not wake up naturally?

"Go and call him out!" At this time, the Purple Martial Emperor said to a priestess beside him. The priestess nodded slightly, afraid that the Purple Martial Emperor would enter Lin Feng's room obediently.

"Sir!" The priestess shouted to Lin Feng, but saw that Lin Feng was still not moving. He couldn't help but step forward and shook Lin Feng's arm slightly, and shouted again: "Sir!"

"Boom!" The priestess' body suddenly burst back and hit the wall hard, shattering the room, then landed hard on the ground, with a pale face and a slight blood on the corner of his mouth.

"What's going on?" The purple-clothed Martial Emperor saw the priestess being blasted out, and his face changed slightly. The priestess said tremblingly: "Sir, I..."

It turned out that the moment she touched Lin Feng's arm just now, a terrifying power of power hit him, and then the situation was at this moment. If it weren't for her own good strength, she would probably be even worse now.

"Sorry, I've been sleeping for a long time!" Lin Feng walked out of the room and said, "When I sleep, I'm not used to others touching my body!"

"It seems that you can't practice too casually in your sleep in the future!" Lin Feng was secretly alert. This sleep might have caused dissatisfaction with the Purple-clothed Martial Emperor.

"It turns out that you know you have been sleeping for a long time." The Purple Martial Emperor said dissatisfiedly: "There are a few days left to be the day of the small world. The strong people from all sides have arrived. Follow me to where you should go."

"Yes, sir!" Lin Feng nodded, then followed the Purple Martial Emperor and left here. The two of them flickered in shape and walked out of Jin Chenjun's mansion. Not long after, Lin Feng found that he had come to a huge square. This huge square seemed to exist specifically for this kind of battle. It was divided into nine sides. There were stairs stands on the nine sides. In front of the stands, there was a long corridor leading to the central battle stand. On the outside of the square, there were streets and buildings, which were very prosperous.

Except for the people in the stands, the others could only stand on the open space on the edge of the stands and watch from a distance.

At this moment, many people have come here, and the sound of people is buzzing. This battle platform will only be opened by the nine immortal palaces once for thousands of years. Naturally, many people come to watch the event in this area.

"Whether it is a big world or a small world, battles in general will be used for battles, which will be more ornamental." Lin Feng glanced at the magnificent battles, and the layout was very good. There are only two types of battles for martial arts people. One is a competition battle, and they will use battle platforms, just like the snowland competition and the appointment of the emperors, and the other is ordinary battles. At any time and place, there is no need for audiences, and the purpose of killing the opponent.

This is of course a battle for power in the small world, and a battle between the young generation of the nine immortal palaces and the sky castle.

Lin Feng followed the Purple Martial Emperor to the location where Qitian Castle is. Everyone else has arrived. There are even a few young people from Qitian Castle who are going to participate in the battle. On the corridor leading to the center of the battle platform of Qitian Castle, there is a giant tripod, which towers into the sky, and it looks like Qitian Castle. This ancient tripod is a Qitian ancient tripod symbolizing the Qitian Castle. The nine immortal palace sky castles have existed for a long time. The battle for control of the small world has lasted for ten thousand years and has continued until now. This ancient tripod is for ancestor worship. It is actually just a form, but it has been used to commemorate the ancestors and open up the foundation of the nine immortal palace sky castles.

"They have been here for a long time. You're fine. I'll give you time. I thought you would practice well, but I don't want to be addicted to sleep all day long, wasting talent and the value of Lord Misty Lord." The Purple-clothed Martial Emperor comforted Lin Feng. Lin Feng put on purple clothes as soon as he came. He really didn't want this guy to waste his talent in vain.

"Lin Feng knows his mistake!" Lin Feng said calmly, feeling quite interesting in his heart. Unexpectedly, these people who want to control themselves are worried about their cultivation. If they become really strong, they are afraid that they will be their doomsday.

"Okay, I will guard this place these days. Some big names may come. Remember not to talk nonsense. In your active area, only our Qitianbao area, don't go to other people's territory to make trouble. Of course, if someone comes to make trouble, just follow my orders!" The Purple-clothed Martial Emperor asked, and he seemed a little worried about Lin Feng when he heard his tone. This guy actually slept all day long. He felt that Lin Feng was unreliable. If he did this for a long time, he would be a sin to himself and give up directly!

"Yes, sir!" Lin Feng still said nothing and responded casually. Then he found a corner of the stands, sat cross-legged, entered a state of meditation, and instantly entered the dream.

"Uh..." This scene made the purple-clothed Martial Emperor condense there, and he looked at Lin Feng without blinking. Why did he feel that he couldn't understand it? What was Lin Feng doing, practicing?

Could it be that Lin Feng was enlightened? Seeing that he was breathing well at this moment, there was no fluctuation in his body, and it was clearly like he was falling asleep.

"Forget it, it's only a few days, and I can't tell what he really is. After a while, I'll know it!" The Purple-clothed Martial Emperor said in his heart, and then he stopped caring about Lin Feng.

Lin Feng really fell asleep. The outside world was bustling. As time passed, it gradually became noisy, and Lin Feng was still in a deep sleep.

At this time, in the Qitian Castle, the Purple-clothed Martial Emperor stood up and looked into the void in the distance. He saw several figures coming from the void, all of which were graceful young men, elegant and extraordinary.

"Lin Feng, get up!" At this time, a voice penetrated into Lin Feng's ears. Lin Feng's eyes opened, and the crowds on Qitian Castle were all looking towards the void in the distance. Several people were stepping in the void and chatting and laughing, so cool.

Lin Feng's eyes also looked at the people. He was indeed of extraordinary temperament, and he stepped in the air at will, as if he was blended with the heaven and earth, and was naturally perfect. These people who seemed to be only about thirty years old were probably all powerful people of the Martial Emperor.

Of course, Lin Feng understood their actual age, obviously it was impossible to be the same as they looked.

"Welcome to all the heroes of Qingdi Mountain!" The Purple-clothed Martial Emperor and Jin Chenjun were all ahead, and bowed slightly politely. Lin Feng immediately followed everyone, so as not to be too different.

"The martial arts cultivator of Qingdi Mountain!" Lin Feng said in his heart, there is no doubt that the figures of the young men who stepped on were all Qingdi Mountain martial arts cultivators. No wonder the purple-clothed martial arts emperor, Jin Chenjun and others are so polite. Qingdi Mountain martial arts cultivator is extraordinary in this entire Qingdi Mountain area, with a special status and respected.

Even they took the three words Qingdi Mountain to a particularly heavy point.

Sure enough, when I heard that it was a martial artist in Qingdi Mountain, many people in the distance turned their eyes toward this side, showing a hint of envy. They were from Qingdi Mountain!

"Is this Yuchen's virtuous nephew?" At this time, one of the young men looked at Qi Yuchen and said with a smile.

"Uncle Yunsheng, it's me!" Qi Yuchen smiled at Qi Yunsheng, with a strange light in his eyes. Qi Yusheng was his clan uncle. He entered Qingdi Mountain and became a martial artist in Qingdi Mountain. He has an important position in Qitian Castle and may even become the master of Qitian Castle in the future.

"Yes, this time there is a big man coming to Qingdi Mountain, and there will be many Qingdi Mountain martial artists to accompany you. Be good at performing their performance, and strive to be invited to become a Qingdi Mountain martial artist, and fish jumping on the dragon gate!" Qi Yunsheng patted Qi Yuchen's shoulder and said with a smile. Then he looked at the other Qi family members and said, "You also try to show that although many of you do not have a surname, they treat everyone equally in Qitian Castle. Moreover, Qingdi Mountain never asks for surnames, but only depends on strength and talent!"

"Yes, sir!" Everyone bent slightly, with sharp eyes shining. If they could become martial artists in Qingdi Mountain, their status would be completely changed!
Chapter completed!