Seeing the shocked look on Wu Sheng's face, Ling Dong smiled secretly, knowing what was going on. Raising his eyebrows, Ling Dong immediately told Fufeng, the master of the third hall, "Fufeng, you can lead the way."
"I will obey your orders, my lord." Upon hearing Ling Dong's order, Fufeng, the master of the third palace, responded respectfully and led the way. He turned slightly sideways and said several times to Ling Dong, "My lord, please!"
Wu Sheng, who was about to take a step, staggered suddenly when he heard the title of Fufeng, the master of the third palace, and almost fell to the ground.
Lord!
The Lord of the Third Hall, Fufeng, actually called Ling Dong his lord! If he hadn't heard it with his own ears and seen with his own eyes the respectful manner in which the Lord of the Third Hall, Fufeng, treated Ling Dong, Wu Sheng would never have believed that such a thing would have happened.
If someone had mentioned to him that the Lord of the Three Halls, Fufeng Hui, would address Ling Dong as ‘Lord,’ Wu Sheng would have definitely spit on that person’s face without hesitation, and then cursed ‘daydream’!
But now, this kind of thing is actually happening.
You must know that before this, the four palace masters of Xingluo Temple and Ling Dong were at odds with each other. Not only that, Ling Dong also killed the other three palace masters of these three palace masters who were brothers and sisters. Logically speaking,
It would be fine if Fufeng, the master of the three halls, didn't hate Ling Dong to the core. How could he call Ling Dong his master?
What makes Wu Sheng feel even more weird is that before that, they all saw with their own eyes that the aura of the third hall master Fufeng was extremely weak. With the savage eyes of the half-step Zhou Tian Zhengshen, they could naturally tell that the third hall master Fufeng
This is a serious injury to the soul's origin. As far as they are concerned, there is almost no possibility of recovery.
Even if the so-called Bodhi Bright Light Tree is beneficial to the soul's injury, under normal circumstances, it would take hundreds of years for the Third Hall Master Fufeng's soul's injury to slowly recover.
However, how long have they been away from Mingguang Cave? Maybe not even half an hour. Fufeng, the master of the third palace who was dying and about to faint when he was emotionally excited, is actually alive and kicking? What does this mean?
Thinking of this, Wu Sheng suddenly thought of something - maybe their leader, Mr. Ling, really has unpredictable methods, at least in terms of souls, he is especially good at controlling souls and has extraordinary abilities in souls. Otherwise, these three people
It is impossible for the palace master Fufeng to be alive and kicking.
You must know that the injury of Fufeng, the master of the third hall, could not be cured by Xihao, the main hall master of Xingluo Temple, Zhou Tianzhengshen, but their Young Master Ling was able to cure it.
From this, Wu Sheng even thought of Bai Baixuan, who was rumored to have suffered a heavy blow to the origin of his soul and was already dead. Now he is actively working for Ling Dong. A few days ago, he successfully broke through and took that step and became a Zhou Tianshen.
make.
Wu Sheng even thought of the two extremely powerful beings Gui Qianshan and Jin Chen who also called Ling Dong his master. After thinking about it carefully, Wu Sheng suddenly realized that if Ling Dong was willing, Ling Dong could do it at any time.
You can enslave them, half-step Zhou Tianzhengshen.
The reason why Ling Dong did not enslave them was probably because their combat power could not be discerned by Ling Dong. It was probably because Wu Sheng concluded that the beings who called Ling Dong their masters were all beings with superior combat power.
At this moment, Wu Sheng felt that Ling Dong only planted one soul-killing nail for them, which was already a super preferential treatment for them. At this moment, Ling Dong's figure, in Wu Sheng's eyes, became taller and more powerful.
of mystery.
At this moment, Wu Sheng looked at Ling Dong with a hint of sincere awe, which made Wu Sheng's mind even more determined.
Halfway up the mountain to the south of Huayu Mountain, Bai Baixuan, Wu Zhengyang, Bu Ziwen, Mi Lao and a dozen and a half Bu Zhou Tianzhengshen all gathered on a stone gate that shimmered with earthy brilliance. Mi Lao stood there, and even more It was a look of shame.
Seeing Ling Dong approaching, Mi Laoji took a few steps forward, bowed to Ling Dong and said: "Master Ling, I am ashamed that I cannot break this formation intact."
"There is no need for Mr. Mi to be like this." Ling Dong hurriedly helped up the ashamed-looking Mr. Mi. At the same time, many of the half-step Zhou Tianzheng gods gathered here exclaimed at the same time: "Master of the Third Hall?"
While exclaiming, the half-step Zhoutianzhengs gathered here were frightened by Fufeng, the master of the three halls who slowly stepped forward. His majesty is evident.
Especially Wu Zhengyang and others, they even made a faint attack posture, with nervous expressions on their faces.
"Oh, you don't need to be so nervous, Fufeng, why don't you open the formation here, let us open our eyes!" Ling Dong said.
Ling Dong's words made the half-step Zhoutian Zhengshen here nervous, especially the commanding tone, and they suddenly felt a little confused.
"Obey the Lord's command!"
The moment the Master of the Third Hall Fufeng spoke this reply, a look of confusion even flashed across the eyes of many half-step Zhou Tianzhengs. The most exaggerated one was that of Old Bi and Old Shen who stood aside fiercely. The waist was pinched in a circle, which was half the strength of Zhou Tianzhengshen.
When Mr. Shen screamed miserably regardless of his image, Mr. Bi said to himself: "It's not an illusion, it's real? The master of the third palace actually called Mr. Ling to be his master."
After hearing Bi Lao's words, all the half-step Zhoutian Zhengshen turned to stone.
At this time, the master of the third hall, Fufeng, shot out a talisman light. The brilliance of the formation guarding here was all restrained. The stone door was slowly pushed open, and two dark passages appeared in front of everyone.
At this time, Fufeng, the master of the three halls, bowed to Ling Dong again and said: "My lord, it has been opened. The passage on the left leads to the Tianji Hall, the main place of Xingluo Temple, and the passage on the right leads to the storage of supplies in Xingluo Temple. The warehouse of spiritual crystals."
"Tianji Palace? A warehouse where supplies and spiritual crystals are stored?" Ling Dong looked happy. He didn't expect that these two important places were actually there. No wonder a treasure like the self-destruction formation was used.
Seeing that the Lord of the Three Halls, Fufeng, once again called Ling Dong his master, many half-step Zhou Tianzheng gods were completely convinced. Many of them were as smart as Wu Sheng, and they thought of many things in an instant, and looked at Ling Dong quickly. The change was mixed with a hint of sincere awe.
As for those who still don't understand, they exchanged a word or two with the friends next to them. They were even more surprised and in awe of Ling Dong. Some people looked at Ling Dong with the same level of respect and awe as those who had become local slaves. Compared with Fufeng, the master of the three halls, he is not much different.
Seeing the subtle changes in everyone's eyes, Ling Dong, who had vaguely controlled all of this, smiled with satisfaction. This was also an extremely important truth he realized.
When your reputation is not prominent, your strength is not strong enough, and your status is not high enough, you must maintain a certain degree of high-profile when doing things, so that you can develop smoothly.
But when you are strong enough and your status is high enough, when it is time to be high-profile, you should be high-profile. Being high-profile at this time will often bring you unexpected loyalty and cohesion.
As the master of the three halls, Fufeng, called him "Master" one after another, Ling Dong glanced at the Tianji Palace. This Tianji Palace was almost the same as what Wu Zhengyang and the others were talking about.
However, generally when warriors want to enter the Tianji Palace, they enter through a small transfer formation. It is extremely confidential, and the cultivation effect is pretty good. Moreover, the underground spiritual veins in Huayushan have almost reached the speed of top-grade spiritual veins. Cultivating in this Tianji Palace
, the cultivation speed can reach six or seven times that of other areas, and it can be regarded as a cultivation resort.
"From now on, each of your families can select three disciples every year to enter this Tianji Palace to practice. After everything is stable, I will make a specific charter. Including my secret palace, your respective families,
Every year, one or two extremely precious quotas can be allocated to comprehend the laws of heaven."
After visiting the Tianji Palace under the leadership of the Third Palace Master Fufeng, Ling Dong made this decision on the spot, and Ling Dong didn't feel any pain at all.
He obtained a Tianji Palace out of thin air, and then Ling Dong sent it out as a favor. Ling Dong liked this kind of buying and selling without any capital.
Many half-step Zhou Tianzhengshen were immediately overjoyed. To be honest, each family has three places to enter the Tianji Palace to cultivate latent cultivators every year. Theoretically, in a few decades, a group of talented warriors will emerge from each family.
Combined with the underground spiritual veins, Tianji Temple's cultivation speed is six or seven times higher than that of other areas. If you persist for decades, it will be enough to create several talented warriors with extremely fast cultivation speeds.
And this surprise can only be regarded as their first harvest after defeating Xingluo Temple under Ling Dong's command, and the first harvest that they feel is worth it!
Strength is power and wealth!
In the numb eyes of everyone, Fufeng, the master of the third hall, once again said "Master" and led Ling Dong into the passage on the right and entered the warehouse of Xingluo Temple.
The moment the warehouse was opened by Master Fufeng of the Third Hall, everyone was dazzled by the glittering spiritual crystals piled up inside like a mountain.
Inside the giant hollow mountain is a mountain of silvery spiritual crystals that is a hundred meters high. Judging from the number, it is just a trivial matter. Although the inside of the hollow mountain seems to be only a thousand meters in diameter, Ling Dong glances all the way.
, but it has a radius of 10,000 meters.
"Back to the Lord, this warehouse space belongs to my second brother." At this point, the master of the third hall, Fufeng, suddenly trembled slightly, and then said, "The warehouse space that Xiu Hong took the time to build, the actual size of the space is what can be seen with the naked eye.
Ten times."
"oh?"
Ling Dong looked over in surprise. If this was the case, the number of spiritual crystals here might be 20 to 30 million. This shows how much wealth Xingluo Temple has plundered in the Long'an Realm over the past few hundred years, not counting other things.
The treasures of heaven and earth.
After looking carefully for a while, Ling Dong frowned and asked Fufeng, the master of the third hall: "Fufeng, why are there all middle-grade spiritual crystals here?
And I saw that the quality of the heavenly materials and earthly treasures stored here is very average, and not even one of the more precious heavenly materials, earthly treasures or treasures was found here?"
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