Peerless Conceited God

Everyone knew that the pangolin was heavily injured, and at this point of time, there was no way for him to answer. This way, the hall master would sink into an awkward situation, the shark spirit took a step forward and said: "I'll replace the pangolin!"

Unexpectedly, the pangolin suddenly jumped up and said: "Yes, subordinate."

Pangolin gave an awkward smile but did not explain.

Of the three, violators would at least cripple their cultivation, expel them from God Destructing Temple, or kill them.

"Yes, I shall follow the orders of the hall master."

Tang Xiaohu then said, "If I am not here, leave everything in the hall to the Vice Hall Master, Law Enforcement Elder, and the Four Protectors to help manage."

"Yes sir!"

Seeing that everyone had agreed, Tang Xiaohu nodded his head in satisfaction, and said: "Protector Zhennan!"

"Your subordinate is here."

You are quite familiar with the hall, so you should know what to do next.

"Yes, this subordinate understands."

Tang Xiaohu turned around and walked into the hall, leaving the vicinity of the Eternal Throne. His divine armor turned into a streak of black qi and entered the mouth of the two dragon heads of the Thrones.

Seeing that, Yu'er immediately followed, and when she looked back and saw that no one followed, she quickly walked to Tang Xiaohu's side and said: "Young Noble, in the future, should I call you Young Noble or Hall Master?"

Tang Xiaohu did not turn back as he walked, and continued to carefully measure his surroundings. With every step he took, that familiar feeling became even more pronounced, only vaguely, and there were some fragments of memories that could not be connected at all. It was as if he was standing in the fog, and when the wind blew, he could clearly see some things.

"Up to you!"

Yu'er thought for a moment before replying, "Then when you are in front of outsiders, I will call you Hall Master. When the two of us are alone, I will still address you as Young Master."

Tang Xiaohu did not reply her. It was as if he was bewitched by something, and even if it looked like a very ordinary thing, he still had to reach out his hand to touch it.

Yu'er's brow creased as she unhappily asked, "Young master, what's wrong?"

Tang Xiaohu made a gesture of silence. "Shh, don't disturb me." Yu'er pouted, looking unhappy. He stood on the spot and looked at him angrily, but he didn't want to leave.

Along the way, wherever Tang Xiaohu went, she would follow him. From time to time, he would say a few words, and Tang Xiaohu would instinctively respond. That way, he wouldn't feel bored.

This cave was extraordinarily large, so large that it exceeded one's imagination.

Walking into the big garden, there were strange flowers and herbs, and the smell of flowers was like spring. Just in time, looking up, one could see the red moon shining with a strange red light.

Yu'er said, "It can't be, right? The moon can actually be seen here, and it's even red. Is it real or fake?"

Tang Xiaohu asked: "It should be true?"

"No way!"

"This is a foreign space opened up with great magic power, everything inside is real."

Yu'er's face was filled with shock as she said, "Then the previous master of this cave is truly too formidable. What cultivation level does he need to reach to be able to open up such a space?" Tang Xiaohu shook his head and did not reply.

There was a pavilion in the garden, a fish pond, a cry, a cry from a bird, and a stream that flowed slowly. A jade bridge stretched across both sides of the river. Standing on the bridge, he could see a few attics.

A hundred zhang in front of him, there was a pavilion. On the door hung a sign that stated that it was to be used for concocting pills.

In the west was the Divine Weapon Pavilion, in the south was the Cultivation Technique Tower, and in the east was a tall tower.

In the southwest, there was an ordinary building. There were hundreds of houses, which should be where they lived.

Tang Xiaohu's body swayed, and in the next moment he was already more than thirty meters away, and judging from the direction, he was already heading towards the pill refining rooms.

"Gongzi, wait for me!"

Yu'er secretly circulated her cultivation technique and quickly followed him.

In a few breaths of time, Tang Xiaohu was already standing in front of the pill refining room.

Tang Xiaohu endured the throbbing in the depths of his soul, pushed open the door and stepped into the room.

This room had clearly been empty for a very long time, and there was dust everywhere. Tang Xiaohu frowned, and said unhappily: "Why is it so dirty."

Suddenly, a strange spiritual power whirlwind appeared in the room. With a sweep of the whirlwind, the room looked completely new without a speck of dust.

Seeing this, Yu'er was secretly shocked. This place is really strange, and there's a weird smell coming from everywhere. "

This place had so much dust in the beginning, it was obvious that no one had cleaned this place for many years. However, the Young Master had only spoken a single sentence, and a strong wind immediately blew, cleaning the entire room.

Yu'er had a hunch that this God Destructing Temple must be closely related to her Young Master. Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from her head as she thought of a terrifying matter. Could it be that Young Master was the owner of this God Destructing Temple in his previous life?

After this thought appeared in his mind, this thought quickly took root. It was deeply ingrained in his mind. That's right, the Young Master's innate talent was extraordinary and he wasn't someone from the pond. He must have been a peerless hero in his previous life.

As Yu'er was in a daze, Tang Xiaohu was already carefully sizing up the room.

The surrounding walls were carved with the history of the Primordial Era. was instantly captivated by the process of a Daoist refining a pellet.

After Yu'er recovered from her shock, she walked over to take a look and saw that he had suddenly froze. His gaze paused on the inscription on the wall.

Following his line of sight, she didn't see anything out of the ordinary. To her, pill concocting was something she knew nothing about, nor was she interested in.

"Young master, are you alright? It's just a mural, what's there to look at."

Yu'er stretched out her hand, wanting to pat his shoulder, but she suddenly realized that things were not as simple as she had imagined.