Wu Pagoda used to be the holy place with the highest combat power of the Vientiane Pagoda. It is a pity that in the past 100 years, no genius has been born, and few young disciples have been able to make it to the "Hundred Pagodas List". of brilliance.
The 100-story tower is majestic and magnificent, and under the rising sun, the luster of metal flows!
There have been countless superpowers born here, rampant in the world, almost every tower has the inscriptions left by the ancestors and predecessors, recording some cultivation experience, it can be said that this is definitely a real martial arts holy land .
After Feng Feiyun was "robbed" by Zhang Ba Dao, he became the close disciple of the God King, and became the disciple of the Wuta Pagoda Master. Although he was the son of a demon, but with the cheap master of the God King, he would never be able to do it again. No one dared to make irresponsible remarks.
until a month later.
"What happened to the son of the demon? It's none of your business. You dare to make irresponsible remarks. Believe it or not, I will beat you?" , like a shrew who scolded the street, took off her shoes and smashed them on the heads of the three men in official robes.
The origins of these three people in official robes are not trivial. They are count-level officials of the Shenjin Dynasty. They came riding on a leopard and beast. One of the officials standing at the forefront was holding a token in his hand, and the black light flashed. Made of black gold.
Their cultivation is not simple, they are full of energy, their eyes are like stars, they wear blue embroidered official robes, and three golden scales hang around their waists. The monks in the spirit realm will be directly oppressed by this breath and kneel in front of them.
Three five-meter-high Wu Leopards and exotic beasts were standing on the edge of the White Stone Square outside the Wu Pagoda. White smoke was coming from their nostrils. It was obvious that they had driven a long way, and even the exotic beasts were exhausted.
The three officials came with iron orders and stood under the tower.
"The son of the demon is the messenger of the demon, and the demon is occupying the territory of the dynasty, and is the enemy of our Shenjin Dynasty. The son of the demon has a special status. We are under the order of Dazai, and we hope that the king will think twice before acting. ." The one who stood at the front of the three officials took a step forward, took out Dazai's token, and said with a high chest.
They are all Dazaimen, and they have the ability to call the wind and rain in the Shenjin Dynasty. Except for bowing in front of Dazai and Emperor Jin, they will not bow their heads in front of anyone.
"Dazai's order... Haha! What a hair! To use Dazai's order to suppress the king is really courting death." Zhang Badao shouted, all the hair on his head stood up, like a golden lion.
The three officials below were shocked by his roar, and their blood was throbbing, and their five internal organs were shaking.
However, the three officials were still slammed back by that force by more than ten feet before they stood firm.
"Hmph, does the King of God want to disregard the millennium foundation of the dynasty, collude with the female devil, and bring chaos to the world?" Another official shouted and scolded.
"Shen Wang Gui is the first king of the dynasty, so he should lead by example, hand over the demon's son to us, and bring it back to Shendu, we will definitely take credit for the god king in front of Emperor Jin." Another person said.
These three officials came prepared, with Dazai backing them, they were fearless, not to mention that they also occupied the word "reason", and they were not afraid that the king would not obey.
The three of them stood under the Wu Pagoda with great arrogance and a sneer on their faces, waiting for the king to reply.
"Hit me!" The God King walked out of the Martial Tower and said without changing his face.
Zhang Ba Dao had already wanted to beat someone, and after receiving the order from the King of God, he grinned suddenly, spat two mouthfuls into his palm, rubbed his hands, and then touched the big iron rod out from above the Wu Pagoda. jumped down.
Seeing Zhang Ba Dao jumping down murderously from the tower, the expressions of the three officials changed greatly, and they couldn't help but take a step back. One of them stretched out his finger and said tremblingly, "We are Dazai's disciples."
"boom!"
"The one who hit was Dazai's disciple!" Zhang Ba Dao had already fallen to the ground, and a stick hit the man's back, knocking him out, and then flying over again, before his body hit the ground, It was a kick of the sea, kicking on his ass.
This earl-level official was stomped under his feet by Zhang Ba Dao, his face slammed directly on the slate, his nose collapsed, and three teeth fell out.
"Zhang Ba Dao, how dare you beat Dazai's disciples... Oh, my face..." Before the official could finish speaking, Zhang Ba Dao smashed his face with a stick, his jaw was dislocated, and his face was printed out. A blood-red stick mark.
This is still Zhang Ba Dao staying behind, otherwise his entire head would have been smashed like a watermelon.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
There was a roar from the bottom of the Wu Tower, mixed with the mourning of the three officials, just like three old maids spoiled by a group of bulls.
Feng Feiyun was also standing on the top of the Martial Tower at the moment, looking at the tragic image below, and felt cold sweat on his forehead. These are three earl-level officials, comparable to the county master of a county mansion. Everyone had to kneel in front of them, but at this moment, they were beaten to the point of crying and screaming, and they were beaten into three pigs' heads.
It's really too fierce, this senior brother Zhang Ba Dao is simply a fierce man.
The king of the gods is even fiercer, and he doesn't buy Dazai's account at all. The officials sent by Dazai directly beat him up, without giving any face. The entire Shenjin Dynasty may not be able to find a few people who dare to be enemies with Dazai.
"Master, who is Dazai?" Feng Feiyun asked.
The king of the gods had deep eyes and said with a smile: "Dazai is not an ordinary person, he is the third prince in the Shenjin Dynasty, the second most powerful in the world, and one-third of the eighteen princes are carried by Dazai. Come up, who do you think he is?"
The eighteen princes of the heavens have mastered the army of the ninth floor of the entire Shenjin Dynasty. A real boss-level character in the Jin Dynasty.
And one-third of these eighteen princes are Dazai's disciples. This force is so strong that it is unimaginable that it can completely destroy the so-called top cultivators like the Feng family at the click of a finger. family.
"The most important thing is that Dazai is also the contemporary patriarch of the Beiming family, one of the four major clans." The King of God sneered.
"The Beiming family!" Feng Feiyun said softly.
The four sects of the Shenji Dynasty are four behemoths, with ancient heritage, deep-rooted roots, and strong heritage. Some of them have even been inherited for tens of thousands of years, which is longer than the time when the Shenjin Dynasty was founded.
Any sect has the power to shake the foundation of the Jin Dynasty, so even Emperor Jin will not easily offend the four sects. If the court is compared to a palace, then the four sects are the side halls surrounding the palace. When the side hall collapses, the entire middle palace will be shaken, and even hit hard.
"Beijing is guarding the old fox, but he just wants to take advantage of the turmoil of the witch to eliminate dissidents, place his own troops, and expand his power and influence. The first person he wants to get rid of is me, you are just It's just an excuse for him to shoot at me."
Although the God-king has been living in seclusion in the Wuta for many years and rarely walks around again, his influence in the God-based Dynasty is not trivial, which makes Dazai desperately need it.
The turmoil of the female devil spread to the entire Nantai Mansion, disrupting the layout of the forces of all parties. Many people have begun to rearrange it, seeing it as an opportunity and wanting to seek benefits from it.
"What should I do now?" Feng Feiyun thought deeply.
"Since he has already made a move, I naturally have to respond. I haven't walked around the Xiuxian world and the dynasty for a long time. Maybe someone is about to forget me." , like being able to pick up the stars with one's hand, standing in the sky, the power is like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, filling the blue and dark world.
The Vientiane Pagoda does not belong to any power, but it is a holy place for academics in the world. Almost all the geniuses of the major forces of the Shenjin Dynasty will come to the Vientiane Pagoda to practice.
Wu Pagoda is the haunt of the strong. Nowadays, many of the top masters of the Shenjin Dynasty have practiced in Wu Pagoda. They are the disciples of Wu Pagoda. How terrifying is the power these people hold
Although they have now left the Wuta and become the hero of one side, they all regard the God King as a mentor, and many of them have received the grace of the God King. As long as the God King says a word, these people will not hesitate. He willingly throws his head and sheds his blood.
Feng Feiyun knew that his current cultivation was still too low. For these real cultivators, he was just a small shrimp, he had almost no weight, and he didn't even have the right to speak.
The only thing to do now is to constantly improve your cultivation.
After practicing in the Martial Tower for nearly half a month, the mysterious master found him again.
Since entering the Martial Tower, the mysterious master has never appeared again, obviously because he is afraid of being discovered by the God King and Zhang Ba Dao. Today, Feng Feiyun was sitting alone on the top of the mountain, comprehending the Tao, practicing the "Eight Techniques", and he appeared.
He didn't really come!
call out!
A crimson flame flew from the sky, like a blood-red afterglow, wrapped in a jade-colored flying talisman.
"Tonight, the heroes of other courtyards are reunited again, and there is a mysterious gift to give, I guarantee that Brother Feng will accept it. Brother Wangfeng will go to the banquet on time." This line of words was written on the Yufei talisman.
Feng Feiyun squeezed the Yufei Talisman, looking at the horizon, his brows wrinkled again.
With the blood forbidden bracelet on his wrist, his freedom was also deprived, and he could only be left at the mercy of others. This feeling made Feng Feiyun very unhappy, but before he took off the blood forbidden bracelet, he still had to go to the banquet.