Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

"Yes, elder!"

Seeing the unlucky egg being knocked away by the "sleepy guy" on the bed, the other disciples dared to act rashly.

Immediately, following the instructions of Elder Tianyu, four disciples, each carrying a foot of the bed, directly lifted the entire bed board.

After all, a fiery aura was constantly escaping from Ling Feng's body at this moment. Even though these disciples' cultivation had reached the Divine Origin realm, they did not dare to touch Ling Feng's body easily.

Carrying the bed board is also a helpless move.

The four disciples carried the bed board and walked out of the room. Although it was windy and rainy outside, the heat around Ling Feng was like a transparent film.

Before the raindrops fell on Ling Feng's body, they had already evaporated into high-heat steam and dispersed.

Elder Tianyu was even more surprised as to where this person came from.

There was obviously no fluctuation of Yuan Power in his body, but all kinds of abnormal situations made him feel that this person was bottomless.

How could he know that the "idiot" in front of him was the true form of the holy statue, Ling Feng.

And what is flowing in Ling Feng's body is the magic power that only the powerful immortals have, so naturally there will be no fluctuations in his energy.

Elder Tianyu took a deep breath, turned back and glanced at Song Pingnan again, "Just follow up on your own, don't force me to take action."

"Disciple...disciple understands."

Song Pingnan's head drooped, thinking that he would be able to stay out of the matter by putting all the blame on the "big buffalo".

It seems that I am still too naive.

With a sigh, Song Pingnan could only follow Tianyu obediently.

Along the way, he looked at Elder Tianyu's back uneasily, not knowing what kind of punishment he would face this time.

After all, this time is really the unlucky thing of eight lifetimes. Why did that damn Thunder fall down when I was cleaning the holy statue!

Damn it!

……

Not long after, the group finally arrived in front of the Temple of the Witch God.

In fact, as a handyman disciple, Song Pingnan never thought that he would have the opportunity to enter this temple in this life.

There are many disciples in the sect who are full of geniuses or prominent disciples, but disciples like him who have neither outstanding talents nor outstanding family backgrounds.

If nothing else goes wrong, if you have been able to sneak into the outer sect and become an ordinary deacon after spending most of your life, that is because your ancestors burned high incense.

Being able to enter the temple today should have been a great event worth bragging about.

However, it happened because of this mess.

Maybe he won't even have to work as a chore like cleaning icons in the future.

Seeing Elder Tianyu return, the guards guarding the temple quickly opened the door.

Although it was a little strange that the disciples came here carrying a bed, but when the disciples walked past carrying a big bed, a hot breath hit them, and the guard realized that it seemed that the guy lying unconscious on the boat , the heat radiating from the whole body is probably not something ordinary people can touch.

In this way, the disciples carried Ling Feng into the main hall and then put down the bed board.

"call……"

The next moment, the four disciples responsible for carrying the bed were all panting.

Even though Ling Feng doesn't look fat, his body is ridiculously heavy.

For a moment, everyone in the hall looked over.

Of course, this also includes the siblings Ye Keren and Ye Wuxin.

Elder Tianyu walked to the center of the hall, bowed in the direction of the high priest, "Report to the high priest, the two suspects suspected of damaging the holy statue have been brought here."

"Ah."

The high priest nodded slightly and glanced at Ling Feng, who was lying unconscious on the bed, and then looked at Song Pingnan, who was already livid with fear.

Before he could speak, Song Pingnan knelt down with a plop, "High Priest Mingjian, even if I lend my disciple another 10,000 courages, the disciple would not dare to damage the holy statue! The holy statue was struck by thunder from the sky. The disciple is innocent!"

The high priest shook his head. As coward as Song Pingnan was, he would not dare to do such a treasonous thing.

"Stand up and speak."

Song Pingnan's head immediately shook like a rattle, "Brother... I don't dare..."

"I want you to get up!" The high priest's voice suddenly became a bit stern.

Song Pingnan's whole body trembled, and he stood up suddenly, but he was still submissive, like a quail with its head lowered.

"What's your name?"

"Disciple...Song Pingnan."

"Okay, Song Pingnan, tell me in detail what you saw at that time. If you dare to make half-truths, you should understand the consequences."

"Yes!"

Song Pingnan was so scared that his legs were weak and he trembled: "When... the disciple was cleaning the holy statue at that time, that is... that is, complaining... ahem, that is, praying to the witch ancestor of the holy statue to stop the heavy rain as soon as possible, who Before he even finished speaking, there was an explosion in the sky and a flash of white light. Then, the arm of the holy statue was broken. From the beginning to the end, the disciples would never dare to offend the holy statue! "

"White light?"

The high priest looked at Song Pingnan, and his eyes immediately fell on Ling Feng.

"What about him? What happened to him?"

The high priest's consciousness probed the situation in Ling Feng's body, but no matter how much power of consciousness was released, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no depth at all.

This person seems to be a mystery.

Song Pingnan shook his head repeatedly, "The disciple didn't know him either. But when lightning broke the arm of the icon that day, he looked down and found this kid lying at the feet of the icon. He was still naked. The disciple thought he was him at first. He was already dead. However, although he was still alive, he seemed to have completely lost his memory. When asked about his past, the disciples guessed that he was rushed into the Witch Temple by the flood caused by the heavy rain. Yes."

After listening to Song Pingnan's words, the high priest's eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had some suspicion.

However, the man lying on the bed had no resemblance to the person in my impression, no matter his appearance, silhouette, or even height and shape.

However, you can still feel that there is a faint trace of blood on his body, which is derived from the power of the drop of essence and blood in the Lingtian Taoist statue.

Could it be that this person absorbed the drop of essence and blood in the icon, but could not withstand the power inside, so he fell into this state of dementia?

But no matter what, since the essence and blood of Lingtian Taoist Statue was absorbed and refined by this person, it was God's will.

Perhaps, this is also a lucky break for the Witch Temple.

At this moment, Ye Wuxin couldn't help but stepped forward, walked to Ling Feng, and reached out to touch Ling Feng's body.

The next moment, his whole body trembled violently, he immediately retracted his hand, looked at his already red palm, and exclaimed: "What a domineering heat! Senior brother Duan, is this kid from the ancestral realm?"

Duan Lingtian couldn't help but look at Ling Feng.

After a moment, he shook his head and said, "There is no fluctuation of Yuan Power in his body, but this physical body is extraordinary. In other words, he is like a person who has never practiced cultivation at all, and his own soul is completely untouched. After tempering, he is even a little weaker than ordinary people, but this body is like a piece of pure natural jade, unique in the world! "

The high priest nodded. Duan Lingtian's statement was indeed in line with the current situation of the unconscious man.

"Why don't you wake him up?"

The high priest took a deep breath and looked at Elder Tianyu.

"This……"

Elder Tianyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I can't do anything..."

The high priest pondered for a moment, then looked at Song Pingnan, and said slowly: "Since you discovered this person, it means you are destined to him, then come and see if you can wake him up."

"Ah I?"

Song Pingnan's eyes suddenly widened, "I... I'm afraid I can't do it, right?"

"I'll let you try it, just try it." Ye Wuxin frowned and rolled his eyes at Song Pingnan angrily.

"Then...then let me try?"

Song Pingnan swallowed, walked carefully to Ling Feng's side, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Big buffalo, don't sleep, get up and eat!"

"Big buffalo?"

Hearing this title, Ye Wuxin couldn't help laughing, "Haha, this nickname is quite appropriate!"

But at this moment, Ling Feng suddenly rubbed his eyes and actually woke up.

"What? Have you eaten? Where is the food?"

Ling Feng looked around, but when he saw a lot of people standing in rows around him, he couldn't help but scratch the back of his head and turned to look at Song Pingnan aside, "Where's the food? Didn't you say eating?"

Song Pingnan quickly winked at Ling Feng and lowered his voice: "Hurry and salute the high priest!"

Ling Feng blinked, "Salute? Can I eat the salute?"

"What a fool!"

Ye Wuxin couldn't help but shook his head, seeing that Ling Feng's silly look and his innocent and honest eyes were not fake at all.

The high priest above the main seat stood up and walked to Ling Feng, looked at him carefully, and then said: "Little friend, we will eat later. Can you tell me what your name is?"

"Can not remember."

Ling Feng shook his head, "But he said my name was Big Buffalo, which I thought was pretty good. So from now on I will be called Big Buffalo!"

"This……"

The corners of the high priest's mouth twitched slightly. What is this name?

Song Pingnan quickly smiled dryly and said: "Disciple was just joking with him. I didn't expect him to take it seriously."

"That's all..."

The high priest shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Since you like it, you can call it Big Buffalo. However, as an inner disciple of my temple, you still need a more formal name. Since you came with the flood, you might as well call me, water……"

"I know, buffalo!" Ling Feng replied immediately.

"Cough cough..."

The high priest suddenly coughed violently.

The buffalo can't get through it, right?

"The people of the past have gone, but the water is still cold today..."

At this moment, Ye Keren suddenly stood up, walked to Ling Feng, and said warmly: "High Priest, I think the name Shui Han is quite good. I think, High Priest, you must have remembered that old friend." Bar."

"Is the water still cold today..."

The high priest nodded and smiled, "Not bad, not bad, Shui Han, very good!"

"Shui Han... Shui Han..."

Ling Feng blinked. When he heard the name, his heart couldn't help but thought of some scattered memory scenes.

"How about it, little friend, do you think it's good?"

"Then I will be called Shui Han from now on!" Ling Feng turned to look at Ye Keren with joy on his face and grinned at her, "Thank you sister... Haha, I also have a name!"

Ye Keren shook his head and smiled, "As long as you like it."

Ling Feng scratched the back of his head and suddenly came close to Ye Keren and took a sip. Suddenly he was pleasantly surprised and said, "Wow, sister, you smell so good!"

A blush suddenly appeared on Ye Keren's face. Although Shui Han looked a little silly, it was undeniable that he was indeed handsome with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes.

Compared to Ling Feng in the past, they are even worse.

"Hey, sister, I never realized you were so talented and gentle before!"

Ye Wuxin suddenly became mischievous, bumped Ye Keren with his elbow, and said with a smile: "Don't you miss Boss Lingfeng too?"

"You kid, if you haven't been spanked for three days, your skin will be itchy again, right?"

Ye Keren frowned, the name of the tigress was not for nothing.

"Ling Feng?"

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, "Who is Ling Feng?"

"Ling Feng..." The high priest took a deep breath and said after a while: "Ling Feng, he is a legend in our Shaman Temple. Okay, let's get back to the topic."

The high priest's eyes fell on Ling Feng again, "Shui Han, are you willing to become an inner disciple of my Shaman Temple?"

"Inner disciple, what are you doing?"

"Why don't you thank the high priest quickly!"

Song Pingnan on the side, on the other hand, was so anxious that he almost jumped up and down. What a bargain this kid had gotten for nothing, and he was still being stupid!

I can’t even ask for it!

"Why do you want to thank the high priest?" Ling Feng looked at Song Pingnan blankly.

Song Pingnan was speechless for a while, "Anyway, after becoming an inner disciple, you can eat whatever you want from now on!"

"That's it, okay, I'm willing to be that inner disciple!"

The high priest was speechless for a while. Unexpectedly, the inner disciple's only attraction to this guy was that he could eat whatever he wanted...

"You go eat with me!"

Ling Feng said and grabbed Song Pingnan's arm again.

Although he didn't understand why, he could feel that most of the kindness shown to him by others seemed to originate from another person.

Only Song Pingnan is sincere without any reason.

"This...how can I be so virtuous...how could I possibly..."

Song Pingnan shook his head repeatedly, but before he finished speaking, he heard the high priest speak again: "Song Pingnan, since you are destined to Shui Han, then you should also join the inner sect."

"Thank you, High Priest!"

Song Pingnan suddenly burst into tears. He thought he would take the blame this time, but he didn't expect that he would be directly promoted to an inner disciple because of this big buffalo!

The ups and downs of life are so exciting!

The high priest took a deep breath and turned back to look at Duan Lingtian, "In addition, Lingtian, didn't I ask you to take some disciples to the Southern Desert Sand Sea? Just take Shui Han with you."

"Take him with you?"

Duan Lingtian frowned slightly, "It's just Junior Brother Shui Han's current situation..."

Although his physical body may be comparable to the strong ones in the ancestral realm.

But, after all, he is an ordinary person who has never practiced cultivation, and moreover, he is a little stupid and has no enlightenment at all.

"Since Shenzhou Jianmu appears and Shui Han appears at this time, maybe it is God's will. Or maybe this is some kind of hint given to us by Junior Brother Ling Feng in the Immortal Realm?"

The high priest said calmly.

Duan Lingtian's eyelids twitched, "What Master said is absolutely true!"

Seeing what happened here, Ye Keren also took the opportunity to say goodbye to the high priest: "Since the matter of the holy statue has been found out, the disciple will return to the imperial city first."

"Yes." The high priest nodded slightly.

Ye Keren then looked at Duan Lingtian again, bowed his hands and said, "Senior Brother Duan, see you in the Southern Desert Sand Sea!"

Duan Lingtian also cupped his fists towards Ye Keren and returned the salute, "Junior sister Ye, junior brother Ye, see you in the southern desert sand sea." (End of this chapter)