Ten Thousand Domains

Chapter 1253 Teach You To Be A Man
A vicissitudes and deep voice came from the void space, with a deep sigh and extremely complicated emotions.

Yuankong Jinzuo and Li Daoyue immediately became respectful when they heard the words, saluted in that direction, and said: "Yes, I would like to listen to the words of the Palace Master."

That voice was the Hall Master of the Inscription Pattern Guild, not only the eighth-rank Great Saint Master, but also the real Old Sage, a very ancient powerhouse.

"Hmph, the Palace Master agrees to let you continue to compete for the Golden Throne. Don't think that just because you are Nangong Ling's disciple, you can be arrogant. This place is still in the territory of my Inscription Pattern Guild, and you are not allowed to be presumptuous here."

Yuan Kong Jinzuo disliked Fang Rong and scolded Fang Rong loudly.

"It's just a golden seated master. Even if the deputy hall master came, he wouldn't dare to call my master's name directly."

Fang Rong grinned, very bluntly, and folded his arms leisurely.

"That rebellious person is born rebellious, and the disciples he teaches are the same."

Yuankong Jinzuo clenched his fists tightly, his eyes flickered fiercely, if the Hall Master hadn't spoken, he would have definitely slapped Fang Rong to death.

Lu Feng felt strange, and asked Chu Yunsong next to him, "Who is Nangong Ling? Why did Yuankong Jinzuo have such a big reaction."

"Nangong Ling used to be the disciple of the Palace Master, but later he betrayed the Inscription Pattern Guild."

Chu Yunsong learned some inside information and told Lu Feng what he knew.

It turned out that Nangong Ling was one of the three vice halls 3000 years ago, and it took only thousands of years to reach the half-step ancient sage, and he was the most talented disciple of the hall master.

If there is no accident, if the Hall Master abdicates, the next Hall Master will be this Nangong Ling.

However, although this Nangong Ling is talented, he has no scruples in doing things. In order to pursue a higher realm, he even has to open several seals of the ancient evil gods and the restrictions of the ancient gods, and make deals with them.

Of course, this was not tolerated by the Eastern Xuanyu, and the Palace Master was very conscientious, but he did not listen to the advice, and resolutely released several evil gods and ancient sages, which made the inscription pattern guild pay a great price before suppressing them.

Naturally, Nangong Ling also rebelled and formed another branch.

Hearing this, Lu Feng also nodded, this Nangong Ling is unscrupulous, dare to make deals with these evil gods and the Primordial Protoss.

But it is also very scary, not only becoming an Old Sage, but also making his own disciples come here to provoke.

"The next test will continue."

A depressing atmosphere permeated the square, and those who knew Nangong Ling's background were even more solemn.

The Fang Rong he taught is very powerful, and he has suppressed all the strong people here by more than one.

Huge pressure filled everyone's hearts. Although Fang Rong's domineering made many people dissatisfied, his results made it impossible for the remaining fighters to break through in the test.

"Is it just to watch him go on so arrogantly?"

Yuankong Jinzuo's eyes were cold, and he squeezed his palm tightly.

He didn't want to see a rebellious disciple showing off his power in this holy city, overwhelming these strong men.

He had experienced what happened 3000 years ago. His master was once a deputy hall master, a half-step ancient sage master, but was seriously injured during the encirclement and suppression of Nangong Ling, and soon fell into the inscription pattern guild.

It was also that time that it was Kong Xuanzi's turn to take the position.

With a gloomy face, Li Daoyue suddenly saw the indifferent Lu Feng not far away, and said, "Maybe we still have one person who can suppress Fang Rong's arrogance."

"You mean Lu Feng?"

Yuankong Jinzuo looked solemn, he naturally knew the sensation Lu Feng had caused in the past few years.

But this is a contest between the inscription patterns, and Fang Rong's talent is beyond words, even better than Li Daoyue, and he is an unsurpassable opponent.

"After all, I want to see it." Li Daoyue said with a trace of determination.

"That's the only way. I really can't watch that rebel come to the Inscription Pattern Guild to promote his dominance."

Yuankong Jinzuo hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said.

Looking at the entire inscription pattern guild, except for some old antiques that cannot be closed, it is difficult for anyone to compare with Fang Rong.

The assessment on the square has come to an end, so far, except for Fang Rong who has reached black, no one can surpass it.

"There are still a few left, don't rush to test, don't waste my time."

Fang Rong said impatiently.

Too lazy to pay attention to Fang Rong's arrogance, Lu Feng smiled lightly, and walked slowly from the crowd to a beam of light.

Countless eyes were on Lu Feng. There was no doubt about his strength and talent. The rare ancient sages were all dispatched for him, and when they came to the holy city, there was an incomparably huge sensation.

And I heard that he also has attainments in the inscription pattern, and he is Master Qingxu, the disciple who had hoped to become the deputy hall master.

"Let's see if Lu Feng can overwhelm Fang Rong. Even if he can't surpass it, he can reach black."

"That's not necessarily the case. His strength is obvious to all, but the inscription pattern is hard to say. After all, I heard that Lu Feng is not very old."

Many people are skeptical and not optimistic.

The corners of Fang Rong's mouth rose slightly, he smiled evilly, and said to himself: "Lu Feng? It's a pity that you are not as good as me in this inscription pattern, and Fang Rong should be sitting on the golden seat of Master Qingxu, so don't waste your efforts gone."

Lu Feng's mind was calm, ignoring these whispering voices, he wanted to protect the golden seat of the master, no matter how strong his opponent was, he couldn't stop it.

Slowly placing his palm on the warm beam of light, Lu Feng looked solemnly, and an invisible imprint slowly poured into the beam of light.

His state at this moment seems to be integrated into the heaven and earth, and the rhythm of his breathing is like the sound of the holy way, which is transmitted into everyone's mind.

one breath..
two breaths
After ten breaths, what is puzzling is that the beam of light does not stimulate any fluctuations, but appears extremely calm.

"What's going on here? Even if a saint who doesn't understand the inscription pattern comes here, he can still arouse the light, but this Lu Feng didn't respond at all."

"It's so weird, it shouldn't be like this."

Although they didn't understand it, they still had expectations in their hearts because they were afraid of Lu Feng's strength.

Yuankong Jinzuo also couldn't understand it. He did see that Lu Feng injected power, and that power was mysterious and extraordinary, but such calmness was hard to explain.

The atmosphere became more oppressive, suddenly there was a bright light flickering, and a wave spread in the beam of light pressed by Lu Feng, climbing up at a slow speed.

"It's very difficult to reach the Qing level at such a slow speed, let alone competing with Fang Rong. It seems that my expectations are too high. After all, I can achieve that kind of achievement in martial arts at a young age, and I can't force myself to have inscription patterns. An act of God."

Yuankong Jinzuo said disappointedly.

Li Daoyue's eyes were also slightly gloomy, after all, this Lu Feng was not the Lu Feng from thousands of years ago.

He can't expect too much either.

Fang Rong couldn't help laughing, and said: "How dare you come here without the attainment of the inscription pattern to make a fool of yourself? What kind of Qingxu lineage is just a bunch of trash, so get out of here quickly. This inscription pattern is not something that anyone can do casually." For play."

Hearing this, Chu Yunsong clenched his fists tightly with anger on his face.

Lu Feng's expression was indifferent, he glanced at Fang Rong lightly, then withdrew his palm, and said indifferently: "Really? Now I will teach you how to be a human being, what is the real power of inscription pattern, not just reaching a black level. Simple."

(End of this chapter)