The Age of Universal Gods: My God is the Big Boss of the Heavens

The master of the temple spoke naturally and did not mean to lie at all. Sulin did not believe that he still had the courage to deceive himself at this moment.

So he carefully put the wooden sign away, "But where is the joint?"

The master of the temple said something meaningful, "The temple looks mysterious, but it is actually hidden in the sea of ​​people."

The meaning is obvious, isn’t it that the more crowded a place is, the more likely it is to be a meeting point for the temple?

Thinking of this, a place quickly appeared in Sulin's mind, which was the entrance to the black market below, the City God's Temple.

"Da Neng, actually, there are more than one meeting place in this capital city. I'm not too familiar with it, but with this wooden sign, someone will naturally take you."

"I hope you will be careful."

At this moment, the temple master is the one who wants Sulin to return safely because the names between the two are bound together.

If something happens to Su Lin, the temple organization will soon know where the news leaked from.

In addition, he has agreed to serve as a witness against Prince Zhang. The temple will never tolerate this kind of betrayal. Death without a burial place is the best option. The greater possibility is that he will not be able to survive or die.

As Su Lin's figure left, he felt as if a stone had risen in his heart, feeling very uneasy.

However, the shock that Su Lin gave him made this uneasiness slightly alleviated. Since he had the courage to break into the junction of the temple, it meant that he had the confidence.

What brings confidence? Obviously, it is strength.

"It seems like the incense here is really strong."

Looking at the endless crowds of people entering the City God's Temple to offer incense, Su Lin had doubts in his heart. After what happened last time, he knew that most of these people were not trying to enter the black market.

But this simple City God’s Temple can be seen almost everywhere. Why is it so popular? Is it really true that everything you ask for is not granted?

In front of ordinary people, Su Lin's abilities are equivalent to those of gods. He believes that there are powerful beings with higher cultivation than himself, but the so-called gods are just ideas made up by the world to deceive him.

However, he didn't care to delve deeper at the moment.

I took out the wooden sign given by the master of the temple and was just worried, where on earth should I find it? Is it possible to hold this wooden sign high?

In this way, you will definitely be an outlier among the crowd, and you will be regarded as a fool.

When Su Lin was hesitating, an old man walked slowly to his side, leaning his hands behind his back, as if he was watching the people lining up.

But in fact, only Su Lin knew that his eyes were always on her.

This was the old man who had managed the black market before, so the two of them had met once before. At that time, he was surprised by Sulin's identity and strength.

"Little brother, do you also believe in the City God?"

The old Taoist asked without a smile.

Su Lin was very surprised. He looked at the wooden sign in his hand and revealed it. Did he just come to the door? Such a coincidence?

If this old Taoist is really a master of the temple, then he is tired enough to wear many hats here.

The old man walked up to Su Lin and met his eyes. There was a lot in his eyes.

He has an air of immortality and a kind-hearted appearance. He is not like a vicious person like a master from the temple.

But there is a saying that goes well, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured by its measure.

"No, I don't believe in the City God. I only believe in one thing, and that is money. Using money to do things is my purpose."

When the old Taoist heard this, he smiled slightly, then looked at the wooden sign in Su Lin's hand, "Tumen disciple?"

"Among the Tumen, there are very few people who are as young as you and have such a level of cultivation."

The old man stretched out his hand, wanting to examine Su Lin's wooden sign carefully.

Considering that he might be the contact person, Su Lin didn't have a clue. Sure enough, after the old man checked it, he said calmly, "Follow me."

He had no doubt about Su Lin's identity. Just as the temple master said, the wooden sign was the way for people in the temple to prove their identity.

In the Chenghuang Temple, Su Lin got the privilege of not having to queue, and followed the old Taoist to go in directly.

This made those pilgrims very envious. After all, at this time, the scorching sun was shining brightly and who could bear it outside?

The old Taoist has almost no taboo against pilgrims. The main reason is that there is some special restriction in the City God's Temple.

Just like the power of the black market world, it is an independent space created. The wooden sign of the temple is the key to entry and exit.

The similarities between the two made Su Lin wonder, could this black market also be an industry of the Saint's Palace?

From this point of view, the temple's black hands are really extensive, penetrating into almost every place in the Chinese continent.

But at this moment, before Su Lin could enter the passage, there was a noise outside the Chenghuang Temple.

This made the old Taoist frown, and anger suddenly appeared on his face. Su Lin could see that he particularly hated this kind of thing happening.

As the saying goes, where there are people there are rivers and lakes, let alone in a place with many people like this.

Disputes are unavoidable because of any friction, but they are often caused by people who are arrogant because of their own power.

The guy who was known as the boss in the west of the city last time is the best proof.

However, the identity of the troublemaker this time is really not simple.

Outside the house, the crowd had dispersed around an arrogant man. Everyone was indignant, and only a few people were angry.

"Humph, no one our young master likes can escape from her palm."

"Why are you doing this? Marrying our young master, you will have a good life in the future, isn't it much better than following a poor scholar now?"

From the words, it is known that this guy is a rich young master, but Su Lin can see at a glance that he is a martial artist.

Moreover, there are only two possibilities for such a stable martial arts aura, either a child of a martial arts family or a palace guard.

Because only they can get sufficient and stable resources.

In fact, in this northern country, it is easy to tell whether a person is a member of the court.

From his aura, he is different from ordinary martial artists. He has a sufficient confidence.

This is given to him by the power of his master behind him. To put it bluntly, he is a lackey who works for others.

It's just that he used chicken feathers as a token of authority to bully these ordinary people.

"This guy is the prince's man."

The old Taoist on the side suddenly said this.

It seems that he is very familiar with the people in the court, but it is normal to think that he has come into contact with all kinds of people here and has some understanding of them.