The Mighty Cauldron: Extreme Alchemist!

This man who came from the waves was the master of Situ Yue and Feng Haitang, one of the top Confucian scholars.

Feng Haitang looked like he was in his forties. His face was handsome and his eyes were extremely divine. He wore a blue robe. Under the sea breeze, his robe hunted and hunted, and he looked extremely chic.

"Miss Senior Feng!" The seriously injured Dean Lu quickly went to Feng Haitang to perform the junior gift, his face full of surprise and excitement.

Situ Yue even performed the ritual of the disciple, and said conscientiously: "Disciple Situ Yue, see Master."

A group of Confucian scholars from Xuehai Shengyuan also appeared one by one, saluting towards Feng Haitang in unison.

Even the appearance of Lingchanzi was only a gift of juniors from Situ Yue and Dean Lu, and the appearance of Feng Haitang required the salute of the entire Xuehai Shengyuan.

This is also normal. Feng Haitang's seniority in Confucianism is too high. Anyone who goes to Confucianism should pay tribute to him.

It can be said that Feng Haitang is one of the most advanced people in the Three Religions, and it is a character of the same era as the Buddha who burned the lamp.

Feng Haitang carried his hands on his back and stepped on a huge wave. Before coming, he first looked at Ling Chanzi and bowed his head slightly.

Ling Zen Zi said Amitabha, which was considered a gift.

Then, Feng Haitang looked at Situ Yue, showing a smile: "Tu'er, I haven't seen you in years, and your cultivation has grown greatly."

Situ Yue respectfully said: "The respect of Master's teaching, Tu'er dare not forget."

Feng Haitang nodded his head and turned to Dean Lu.

"Senior Feng has seen it!" Dean Lu did not dare to neglect and bent over to salute, even if he was seriously injured, he was very excited at the moment.

This is Feng Haitang, a mythical figure in Confucianism. Dean Lu is also a man who has lived for thousands of years, but he has only seen Feng Haitang a long time ago.

At that time, Feng Haitang was already a top Confucian strongman, and was respected and respected by countless people.

Today, although Dean Lu is already the Dean of Xuehai Shengyuan, he still has to be humble enough in the face of this old predecessor who has been famous for a long time.

"You are badly hurt, go to heal." Feng Haitang said calmly.

Dean Lu heard the words, said nothing, and saluted Feng Haitang again, and then flew back to Xuehai Shengyuan.

As for the sixteen strong men who studied in the Haishengyuan, they were all floating above the sea at this time, but they were all dead and had no vitality at all.

Feng Haitang naturally saw the sixteen bodies, his face was not angry, and he looked very deep.

As soon as Feng Haitang waved his hands, the sixteen corpses flew out of the sea and returned to Xuehai Shengyuan.

When these sixteen corpses returned to Xuehai Shengyuan, there was a mournful howl in Xuehai Shengyuan.

These are the sixteen strong men who are close to the realm of small eternal life. Many of them are very likely to step into the real realm of small eternal life.

But now, these 16 masters are all dead, and none of them are alive. Xuehai Shengyuan can be said to be seriously injured, and the injury is not a little bit.

It can be said that the 16 strong men who died in Xuehai Shengyuan are estimated to be slow to come within a hundred years, and may even be overtaken by other strengths and lose the name of the four major schools of Confucianism.

The culprit responsible for all this is the East Pole King.

Although Feng Haitang did not come from Xuehai Shengyuan, it was considered to have some origins from Xuehai Shengyuan. At the moment, seeing Xuehai Shengyuan suffered misfortune and said not to be angry, it was simply impossible.

However, Feng Haitang is an old-fashioned person, after all, he has already reached the mood and is invisible, even if he is angry at heart, he can talk and laugh, and he will not show it at all.

"Feng Haitang, you old and immortal thing, I thought you were hiding in a dark and damp corner and died." The East Pole King said, he was stimulating Feng Haitang.

Feng Haitang expressionless, said: "I am not dead, let you down."

The East Pole King haha ​​smiled: "That's not true, since you are not dead, then I will be right on this trip, just to send you on the road."

After finishing the talk, the King of the East Pole looked at Ling Chanzi again: "And you, your brother, the lamp-burning monk is dead, what are you doing to stay in the world? You should hurry with your brother and throw it into the arms of the Buddha Yes."

Ling Zenzi smiled and was not angry. Feng Haitang's expression was indifferent. He did not react at all to the almost abusive provocation of the East Pole King, as if he had not heard it at all.

But Situ Yue was very angry and shouted, "East pole, do you think no one in my three religions can kill you?"

The East Pole King pouted and looked at Situ Yue with disdain: "Unless you dig out those dead people, otherwise, I am afraid no one can really kill me."

The dead people in the mouth of the East King of Heaven are naturally the old characters of the three religions, and his remarks are also very arrogant. He does not take the masters of the three religions into consideration.

"East pole, you didn't win in the battle of many years ago." Feng Haitang said.

The East Pole King looked at Feng Haitang and grinned: "You were not my opponent at that time, but you only undertook a hundred moves under my hand. If you continue to fight at that time, are you sure you can hold it?"

Feng Haitang's expression is as usual: "Your cultivation skills were superior to me, but now I am not weaker than you."

"Are you at the immortal level?" The East Pole King asked directly without turning around.

Feng Haitang said: "Half a step, can you fight with you?"

As soon as the East Pole King heard this, he suddenly cut a scornful look, and almost rolled his eyes.

"Every step is immortal, and you haven't achieved a real immortal body, then you are a fart? Dare to come out in front of me?" The East Pole King said disdainfully, and will be a master of the Confucian master Feng Haitang. It is worthless to depreciate~www.readwn.com~ That is why the East Pole King dare to degrade Feng Haitang in this way and replace it with other people. I am afraid that the atmosphere will not dare to breathe in front of Feng Haitang.

"The poor monk also only touched the half-step immortality, which is really ashamed, and it is difficult to compare with the Dongji donor." Ling Zenzi said, his tone seemed neither humble nor overbearing.

The East Pole King snorted softly: "Two and a half steps can't go out, it seems that the Three Religions are really impossible, there is no one immortal state? I remember how many years ago, there seemed to be one or two right."

"What about the Nine Kingdoms? Are there other immortals besides you?" Feng Haitang asked coldly.

"Yeah, the Nine Kingdoms are only me who is indestructible. It's really lonely like snow. It's so high up in the cold, so I came to the three religions to see if anyone can be my opponent. Unfortunately, one also No."

"I waited for two people, enough to fight you." Feng Haitang said.

Ling Zenzi didn't say much, but he was ready to go and didn't dare to take it lightly.

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