Peerless Martial God 2

"Okay, senior."

Lin Feng nodded and flew to the front of the predecessor. Dharma opened his own small world. Lin Feng followed him and walked in.

"Lin Feng, you are no longer my first singer from this moment!!".

Dharma sighed and sighed, then turned his head and stared at Lin Feng, letting Lin Feng suddenly startled and looked at Bodhidharma with some horror.

"Predecessors, are you...?" Lin Feng wants to ask you what is wrong with this, but it was stopped by Dharma with gestures.

"You don't have to be surprised. The reason why it is no longer my first apprentice is very simple, because from now on, you will be the elder of the gods, and there is a rule in the gods. You can't be equal to the generations, so I want to lift the peace. Your apprenticeship."

Dharma said in a deep voice, the words made Lin Feng feel very strange, and then it was helpless. It seems that the efficiency of Shenzong is really high, and he came back from Fan Shengjun, and the result came out.

"Dharma predecessors, in fact, I have no intention of doing anything too elders, I don't care about this kind of external things, I just want to practice alone." Lin Feng smiled and said to Bodhidharma.

Wendeng, Bodhidharma nodded faintly, and then smiled: "Your temperament, although I did not fully guess, but I can see this, but the provisions of Shenzong are like this, I can not violate!! ".

Bodhidharma shook his head and let Lin Feng have to laugh out loud. It seems that Bodhidharma is also a very pedantic person who abides by the rules and is free and easy.

When I thought of the old guy, I was dressed as a false Taoist all day, and I looked at the intrepid Yandi. Lin Feng had some thoughts. From Xueyueguo to Jiuyi, it was this old guy who followed him. It was already a normal friendship.

But now Lin Feng himself does not know where Yandi went. When he first sought the Emperor Yan to go to Shenlu, Yandi’s Tianyan Sagittarius was already in a closed state. Yandi did not contact himself for more than a hundred years.

"Predecessors, the kid wants to know the number of corpses you used to steal, can you?" Lin Feng wanted to know the situation of Bodhidharma stealing the body in the past, and to verify whether he became a superficial elder, whether it should be reasonable.

Dharma can not know Lin Feng's thoughts, but they all told Lin Feng.

"I was a great emperor a hundred years ago. You can't compare with me, but I still can't retreat from the body of the corpse. I only stole four corpses of the great sacred emperor, and dozens of sacred kings* Only now, your strength is not as high as me, but it is able to steal so many bodies, I am grateful, indicating that I did not read the wrong person."

Bodhidharma said while admiring Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is a smile for Bodhidharma.

"Well, you can live here now. After the sects have cultivated the palace for you, you can live in the palace."

Dharma waved his hand and said, and then opened the door to the small world, and said to Lin Feng, "You go out, I have to shut down for a while."

Lin Feng nodded, holding his fist and calling a predecessor, he left the small world of Bodhidharma, walked back to the palace, and quickly walked into his own small world.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, let me go."

Lin Feng just went to the house, did not sit down and have a cup of tea to rest, Song Zhuang came in directly from the door, a smile on his face.

Lin Feng looked at Songzhuang as a free and comfortable person. He was very free and easy. Unlike himself, he gathered all the pressure in his heart and found something for himself.

"What happened?" Lin Feng frowned and looked at Songzhuang. He asked aloud, holding a teacup in his hand and pouring a cup of tea.

"Exactly, I am thirsty."

Lin Feng just put down the teapot, the water inside the teacup is gone, Songzhuang smiled heartily, touched the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and smiled at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng sighed silently, and poured a cup of herbal tea again, finally drinking it in his mouth.

"Lin Feng, go with me, Zongmen is arranging your authorization ceremony, it is estimated that someone will come to you in a moment." Song Zhuang smiled and said to Lin Feng.

Wen Yan, Lin Feng looked a bit strange to the latter, asked: "What authorization ceremony?"

"Of course, you become the authorized ceremony of the elders of the Emperor Shenzong. From the moment, you are the fourth elder of the Shenzong, and of course the weakest, weakest, and weakest elder."

Song Zhuang smiled while holding Lin Feng, but also did not forget to ridicule Lin Feng a few words, but Lin Feng is already used to it.

"I am indeed the fourth elder, Dharma, Han Fairy, Elder and me." Lin Feng did not care about a smile.

"The elders of the elders are the masters of Xuanyuanmu, the emperor's book, the strongest of the great emperor's peak, and the first master of the gods. Once the Dharma and the cold fairy have failed to occupy the slightest from his hands. Cheap."

Song Zhuang said, with a hint of ridiculous smile on his face, as if he did not put the emperor's book in his eyes, but Lin Feng listened to Song Zhuang's words, a clear look, a Dharma and a cold fairy joined forces It’s really terrible to beat the unbeaten strong.

"The original Xuan Yumu's master is so powerful." Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Xuanyuanmu would become the deacon of the Zongmen, and assisted Fan Shengjun in dealing with the door.

"Lin Feng, this time your authorization ceremony is hosted by the Emperor, and you have to take three moves in his hand to become the elders."

Song Zhuang and Lin Feng revealed a news that made Lin Feng have some headaches.

After taking three strokes in the Emperor's book, you can pass the assessment and become an elder.

I am now a small emperor, or a new emperor who has just broken through, and the emperor is already afraid of being a sacred emperor for tens of thousands of years. Moreover, he is at the peak level. Can he ask for three tricks from his hands, or unknown? But Lin Feng is not going to be afraid.

Songzhuang did not see a trace of tension and fear in Lin Feng’s face. It was a joking smile: “Lin Feng, when the cold fairy became a elder, he took the emperor’s three strokes!!”.

"What, the cold fairy can only accept the three tricks of the emperor?" Lin Feng listened to Song Zhuang's words, suddenly brows.

"When the cold fairy was also a small emperor, this is already a matter of 3,000 years ago." Song Zhuang smiled and said, I know all about my face.

Lin Feng knows the identity of the other party is mysterious, and the background is also very amazing. It is estimated that only the predecessors of the Songzhuang background can be known, but the cattle predecessors obviously do not want to say.

So Songzhuang knows these things, no exception. Songzhuang is very similar to the original Emperor Yan, who can confuse himself.

"Lin Feng, Han Xianzi can pick up the three tricks of the Emperor, this is still stubborn, your master respects Dharma, can pick up a hundred strokes of the Emperor, this is because he is a great emperor, things happened 100 years ago."

"So, Lin Feng's standard is the cold fairy, he can catch three strokes, and the requirements of the emperor are very low, only you can pick up his three strokes."

Song Zhuang said, looking at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is frowning, only asking for three moves? I am sorry for some people.

If Lin Feng can't hear the last sentence of Songzhuang~www.readwn.com~ Maybe there isn't much thought in my heart, but this sentence was heard by Lin Feng, and Lin Feng's temper must be filled with these three strokes, and it still appears. The fourth move, the fifth move! !

Lin Feng no longer talk nonsense, leave the room directly and go straight to the battlefield.

Song Zhuang smiled behind Lin Feng, the last sentence he deliberately said, and Lin Feng can not know? Obviously know.

Soon, the two came to the battlefield.

The scene in front of him is still quite shocking. Lin Feng and Song Zhuang stand outside the fighting field. They look at the red carpet of a hundred meters in the center and go straight to the high platform of the main hall. There are several drums with a radius of one meter on both sides of the red carpet. The disciples stood under the drums, all wearing black robes.

Above the high platform, I have already stood full of people. I know Lin Feng, such as several sons and Fan Shengjun, and some old people who don’t know. Should there be a book of emperors? Lin Feng thought secretly.

Above the high platform, in addition to people, there are eight gold seats, the largest position in the middle, followed by the two sides.

"quiet!!".