"Young Master, please." Manager Bai gently crossed his chest with both hands.
Lin Feng chuckled.
When you step out of Baisheng 7, you will see the boundless starry sky. Under your feet is an unknown metal plate-like substance, which is thousands of miles long and wide and has an irregular shape. There are many such cosmic metal plates floating around.
Among the stars.
Almost every space metal plate has a spaceship, and there is more than one.
"This is the Hundred Saints Heritage Hall." Manager Bai said with a serious face, "These are all new warriors who have joined the Hundred Saints Martial Hall. The first thing to do when joining the Hundred Saints Martial Hall is to worship the Hundred Saints Statue."
Lin Feng nodded.
Respecting our ancestors is a kind of etiquette and virtue.
"Junior brother, just wait here." Lin Feng said to Li Pojie. He had not joined the Baisheng Martial Palace and could not go to the Icon Heritage Hall.
"Okay." Li Pojie responded.
Lin Feng nodded to Manager Bai.
Immediately, the two of them flew through the air and headed for the center of the metal plate in the universe.
Hundred Saints Heritage Hall.
After flying for nearly three days, Lin Feng and the two finally saw the scene of the 'Hundred Saints Heritage Hall'.
"It's so far." Lin Feng sighed.
Manager Bai said: "This is a special galaxy. Each region is a piece of star fragments, and the distance between them is a little farther."
Lin Feng chuckled.
As he gradually approached, he suddenly felt a strong and powerful energy envelope. The Hundred Saints Heritage Hall in front of him slowly enlarged, and the strong coercion forced him to descend.
Tread! Tread!
Lin Feng and Manager Bai landed on the bluestone-patterned ground, and a majestic aura enveloped the entire world. Lin Feng looked up and saw that the Hundred Saints Heritage Hall in the distance was majestic, majestic, and awe-inspiring.
"Go in, young master." Manager Bai bowed.
Lin Feng nodded.
On the way here, Manager Bai had introduced him to some of the rules, etiquette and precautions of the Hundred Saints Heritage Hall.
Here, only new warriors can enter, this time only.
"Is it the holy land of the Hundred Saints Martial Palace..."
Lin Feng walked forward and could see the majestic hall from a distance. The entire area was enveloped by a powerful force. Outside the hall, warriors could be seen sitting cross-legged, eyes closed, motionless.
move.
Third-class geniuses cannot enter the hall, and the chance of obtaining the inheritance of the Hundred Saints is very slim.
However, there are still many warriors left outside, hoping for a miracle to happen.
After all, this kind of thing has happened before.
On the way to the main hall, many third-level genius warriors occasionally saw Lin Feng and caught a glimpse of the 'Special Genius' logo on Lin Feng's chest, and all of them showed envy and longing in their eyes.
tread!
Lin Feng entered the main hall.
The heavy pressure fell like a mountain, and Lin Feng's heart sank suddenly. He felt as if countless pairs of eyes were looking at him. There were no secrets in his body and he was completely seen through.
"Conscious pressure." Lin Feng looked forward.
They were huge holy statues that towered into the sky, and each of them had luster in their eyes. Each of these hundred holy statues contained a hint of the consciousness of the Hundred Saints.
If any warrior agrees with the saint's will, he will be given the saint's inheritance.
In front of the Hundred Saints Statue, there are three arc-shaped areas, namely bronze, bright silver, and platinum, which represent the qualifications and powers of the three geniuses. Second-class geniuses can only enter the bronze area, first-class geniuses can enter the bright silver area, and special-class geniuses can only enter the bronze area.
Genius enters the platinum zone.
The closer you are, the closer you are to the Hundred Saints.
The chance of getting inheritance is also higher.
"He is a special genius!"
"Another special genius, my God!"
"Tsk, tsk, I envy the dead."
A pair of envious eyes watched Lin Feng enter.
The Hundred Saint Martial Palace has been able to stand firm in the Donghuang Empire for hundreds of millions of years, and it has its own set of clear rules and regulations, with clear rewards and punishments. The Hundred Saint Martial Palace values elites, and the more potential they have, the more willing they are to invest resources in cultivating them.
From third-class genius to second-class genius, then to first-class genius, the highest level of special genius.
It not only represents the talent evaluation of the warriors, but also represents the importance given by the Hundred Saints Martial Palace and the resources and conditions provided. From Lin Feng, it can be seen that in general, Corporal Lixian is full of sincerity. He sent Hundred Saints No. 7 all the way to pick up Lin Feng, and even equipped him with a
Full set of competent security.
This is only a small part of the treatment for special geniuses.
The same is true for the Parkson Heritage Hall.
In fact, it is very simple. Even if a second-class genius is passed down, what if a first-class genius is inherited? If the qualifications and potential are not enough, he cannot become a saint at all, which is a waste of inheritance.
Exceptional geniuses are different. Their chances of reaching the black hole level are very high.
Supplemented by inheritance and cultivation of various resources, the probability of entering the black hole level can be greatly improved.
"Huh?" Lin Feng saw an acquaintance.
In the first-class genius area, there is a young Ellie woman with snow-white skin, a high bun, and a large red bow one meter and a half long on her back, which is Hong Ling.
That day in the Hundred Holy Grails, the Aoya human race woman also passed through sixteen rounds.
However, Hong Ling was closing her eyes tightly at this time, and her exquisite and concave figure was bathed in a radiance, which was very sacred. There was an area shrouded in white light around her, separating her from other warriors like a ban.
"The inheritance of the saints."
Lin Feng heard Manager Bai mention it.
The probability of a first-class genius saint being passed down is pretty good, probably between 10% and 20%.
Obviously, Hong Ling is very lucky.
Lin Feng smiled slightly.
No matter what, they were friends rather than enemies, and he was happy for Hong Ling.
"Cross!"
Lin Feng entered the deepest part of the Hundred Saints Heritage Hall. The platinum golden area was condensed with a layer of faint golden light. The statue of the Hundred Saints reflected in it was extremely sacred. The aura and pressure here was much stronger than outside.
Raising his head, Lin Feng looked at the hundred statues of saints in front of him.
They either hold spears in their hands, or have thunder and lightning in their hands, or are as majestic as ferocious beasts in the starry sky, or have long tails wrapped around their waists. There are all kinds of saints, not just humans.
In itself, the Donghuang Empire encompasses everything, including not only humans, but also demons and monsters.
The statues of saints are divided into three rows.
"Lower saints, 77."
"Medium saints, 18."
"Higher saints, 5."
Lin Feng knew it very well.
Saints are also divided into high and low. The higher the strength, the higher the status. The statues in the Hundred Saints Heritage Hall are also taller. The three-story statues of saints clearly indicate the status of these one hundred saints.
The five superior saints at the top have the strongest momentum.
Lin Feng saw at a glance a human saint holding a sword in his hand. He was tall and tall, and the slender sword showed amazing sword power; the other four statues of saints, two were demon saints, one was a demon saint, and another
She is also a human saint, but she is a woman.
"How should we proceed with the inheritance of saints?" Lin Feng was very curious.