The cultivators around him all looked incredulous.
The Holy Son of the Xunzhen Ancient Temple, the second largest ancient temple in the Tangtang Treasure Territory, is now kneeling in front of an unknown cultivator, calling him "Big Brother"!
This scene is deeply imprinted in the depths of everyone's mind.
Poof~
Suddenly, the Holy Son of Truth took a big step back and spurted out a large mouthful of blood. The aura that soared into the sky dissipated in an instant, and the divine light all over his body dimmed.
When he just knelt down, the power of heaven that had been locked on him had completely disappeared.
now.
The Holy Son of Truth looked like he had been severely injured. His hair was disheveled, he coughed up blood every step of the way, and fell backwards. His Taoist heart was almost broken, and he suffered indelible damage.
For any cultivator, damage to the Taoist heart is an extremely serious matter.
As long as the Taoist heart does not recover for a day, it will be difficult for the cultivation of the Holy Son of Truth to achieve too high a level.
"What happened?!" someone exclaimed in confusion.
"This is a broken Taoist heart. There is no hope of breakthrough. You really deserve to die!" Saint Xunzhen was almost crazy.
He never thought that he would lose the bet, let alone that one day he would kneel down to a low-level casual cultivator!
This is a naked shame!
Once today's incident spreads, not only will he become the laughing stock of the entire Western Continent, but even the Xunzhen Ancient Temple will lose its face.
"kill him!"
The eyes of the Holy Son Xunzhen were red, and he was a little irrational, because in his opinion, if he did not kill Gu Feng, his Taoist heart would never be able to recover. Because of a bet, he was asked to kneel down to Gu Feng. In his opinion, it was
An unprecedented humiliation.
The young prodigies behind him looked at each other in shock, and no one dared to step forward and take action.
This is Leiyinbao Pavilion. Even if they come from some ancient temples and have immortal-level figures behind them, they would not dare to kill people in Leiyinbao Pavilion.
Taking action in Leiyinbao Pavilion is tantamount to courting death.
"Can I go up?" Gu Feng ignored Holy Son Xunzhen without even looking at him.
Complete disregard and such a gesture made the arrogant young geniuses including the Holy Son of Seeking Truth even more furious.
This is a kind of disdain and disregard, and it is also an attitude of looking down upon!
"He is so brave. Will he have to hide in Leiyinbao Pavilion for the rest of his life?" someone whispered.
"If Xunzhen Ancient Temple knew about this, he would probably die without a burial place." Some people gloated, as if they had seen Gu Feng's blood splattered three feet in the future.
The cultivators on the second level all thought that Gu Feng had made an unwise choice.
"Shut up!"
Gu Feng's eyes were slightly cold, he glanced at everyone and said, "Does this matter have anything to do with you?"
"I'm willing to admit defeat. I already said, don't make an oath of heaven."
"It's you who are pressing harder and harder to force us to make an oath of heaven. Now that he has lost, he has knelt down. Just think of me as having a younger brother. Why not?"
A terrible murderous intent spread throughout the place.
Saint Son Xunzhen's face turned green and white. A vajra pestle appeared on his right hand, and the terrifying aura at the peak of Hedao realm rolled out like a vast ocean.
He couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart and wanted to kill Gu Feng here to save the face of himself and the Xunzhen Ancient Temple!
"Can't afford to lose." Gu Feng laughed dumbly and shook his head.
No matter how powerful the Holy Son Xunzhen is, it has nothing to do with Gu Feng.
Gu Feng only wanted to exchange for enough high-grade spiritual stones on the third floor of Leiyinbao Pavilion to buy the Immortal King's relic that he longed for or clues related to the Immortal King's relic at the auction.
Ever since what happened in Duhai City.
Gu Feng has seen that Western cultivators may appear to be solemn, but in fact most of the monks are sanctimonious.
"Stop, I have something to say!"
At this moment, a monk walked out from the corner. He was wearing the monk's robe of Xiaoleiyin Temple. He exuded a peaceful atmosphere. His seemingly harmless smile contained a domineering murderous intention.
"No one is allowed to do anything in Leiyinbao Pavilion. Violators will be killed without mercy!" The monk said with a smile, but with just one look in his eyes, the Holy Son of Truth was afraid to achieve anything.
"The monk who protects the temple from Leiyinbao Pavilion!" someone exclaimed in a low voice.
The monk who protects the temple is an existence in the realm of metamorphosis, and his aura fills the air, making everyone present feel suffocated.
The Holy Son of Seeking Truth did not dare to speak or express his anger. Under the watchful eyes of the monks guarding the temple, he could only put away his vajra pestle and then turned around and left.
But when leaving, he took a deep look at Gu Feng, as if he wanted to remember Gu Feng's appearance firmly.
Obvious.
The Holy Son of Truth-seeking will not let Gu Feng go easily. As long as Gu Feng continues to stay in Wanbao City, he will definitely let Gu Feng die without a burial place!
"Can I go up?" Gu Feng asked again. He looked at the monk protecting the temple calmly and without fear.
Not far away, the cultivators who were watching were all frightened. Facing the power of the monk in the Huaxuan Realm, he could still remain calm without any panic on his face, which was beyond everyone's expectations.
"Guest, I will take you up." The female cultivator stretched out her right hand and made a "please" gesture.
She did not dare to continue looking down on others. She originally thought that a cultivator at the early stage of the Hedao realm would never be able to obtain the Zi Xuan treasure.
Who would have thought that the war spear that Gu Feng took out at random was a high-grade Zixuan treasure level weapon.
The monk protecting the temple took a look at Gu Feng's back, and he showed a strange look. It was truly surprising that an unknown person could remain so calm amid the aura of the Hua Xuan Realm he released.
It seems that the identity of this "loose cultivator" is not simple.
The monk protecting the temple didn't pay too much attention. He returned to his position. No matter how distinguished Gu Feng was, as long as he didn't cause trouble in Leiyinbao Pavilion, he would ignore it.
…
Leiyinbao Pavilion, outside the gate.
Saint Son Xunzhen's face was as gloomy as water. He turned back and stared at the third floor of Leiyin Pavilion. He couldn't help shouting: "I want to kill him!"
Boom!
The Holy Son of Truth-seeking held the vajra and chopped the ground hard, causing pieces of the ground to shatter, causing many people to exclaim.
"Holy Son, don't be excited. Your Taoist heart is unstable and your body has been injured. You need to rest well." The young genius on the side advised, fearing that the Holy Son of Truth-seeking would become angry and behave irrationally.
"I have already sent a message to Master. Master means not to cause trouble in Wanbao City before the auction begins," said the junior brother of the Holy Son of Truth.
"Humph, he will definitely participate in the auction. When he bids at the auction, we will directly raise the price and prevent him from bidding on any treasures!"
The face of Saint Xunzhen became even more gloomy, but he suppressed his anger and turned around to leave. He was afraid that he could not help but burst out, so he walked to the other side of Wanbao City, away from Leiyinbao Pavilion and Gu Feng!