Chapter 1232

"Brother Lin Feng, on the birthday of the old master, you are the guest if you can. You can do whatever you want. You can have a try with ambergris juice. You can try it!" Ask the sky song to talk and smile said, immediately for Lin Feng two people pour wine, the manner is free and easy, the face is handsome, the bearing is extraordinary.

"You are welcome to ask brother!" Lin Feng raised his glass and motioned to the song of asking the sky. Then he drank it all at once. Suddenly, the blood in his body was rolling, and there was a faint sound of clattering, which made Lin Feng sigh. The wine at the banquet of this terrible Emperor Wu family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, makes people's blood rolling, and can have a strong blood effect.

"Good wine!" Lin Feng praised him and said with a smile: "only the people in the main hall can drink the wine with ambergris juice as the guide. Brother Lin Feng is now a man of eight levels of tianwu, but he is defeated by Long Teng in Qitian mountain range. It seems that he is the so-called ten evil spirits, which has earned him a false reputation."

"If you care about this false name, you won't be so calm." Lin Feng said politely. At this time, a cold light came, and saw the old monster of Chu stride in and find a seat to sit down. His face was very upset. He almost got down because of Lin Feng. He was still in a good mood. He was a master level figure. Although Lin Feng was very talented, it was hard to say where he could grow up. But he dared to be in front of him He is arrogant and domineering.

"This old Chu monster is a famous protector. Brother Lin Feng doesn't have to pay much attention to it. However, in the future, we should be a little more careful and guard against people." Ask the sky song to Lin Feng voice said, Chu old strange clearly dare not to Lin Feng how, but if such strong people do something to destroy the dead, it is not impossible.

"Well." Lin Feng nodded slightly and asked the sky song to remind him that he had a good intention.

"Brother Lin Feng, most of the people present are the masters of the middle wasteland. The one who sits in the position of the old lord is the master of Yan Family in Tianxu ancient city. He is extremely powerful and has the highest level of martial arts. The middle-aged man in purple and gold clothes is the leader of Zijia family in Zhonghuang. He has purple pupil, which is second only to Tianmou pupil..."

Wen Tian Ge introduces Lin Feng one by one. They are all masters. It's rare to see them on weekdays. But now they are gathered together because of the influence of the old master of asking family. The details of Wenjia, which has been passed down for thousands of years in Zhonghuang, are immeasurable. Most of the venerable figures in Zhonghuang have arrived.

When Lin Feng saw dozens of venerable figures, he sighed in his heart that there were so many old monsters just asking about the birthday of the old master. It can be seen that there is no lack of this kind of master level figures in the vast eight wasteland. However, the number of Emperor Wu is not large. It can be seen that although it is only a step away, it is as difficult as heaven. Once it is crossed, it can be bowed down If you look at all living beings, you will still be a master. Few people know you. Only Emperor Wu is the real king and master of the eight wastelands.

"In Tiantai, I have a younger martial brother, who is also purple pupil. Is it related to the purple family leader?" Lin Feng asked in a low voice to the sky song.

"It's from the purple family." He nodded and said with a smile. Lin Feng was puzzled and asked, "if you are a member of the purple family, why did you go from Zhonghuang to the barren northern wasteland and enter the Tiantai?"

"In the four ancient cities of Zhonghuang, all of them have the power of Emperor Wu. Among them, I ask family and Sikong family are all family forces. Many people will not choose to join the family. After all, they are not of their own blood, so it is difficult to get the Emperor Wu's biography." The song of asking the sky is not afraid of anything. It says frankly: "the illusory heaven palace only accepts people with the talent of magic arts. As for the Xiaoyao Shenzong, it is the Tiantai. Among the nine people, three of them are famous for being famous in the eight deserts after entering the world. What's strange about wanting to worship under the Tiantai gate?"

After listening to the words of Tiange, Lin Feng suddenly showed a faint smile. It seems that the eight wasteland is recognized for the master's ability to teach his apprentices. Three of the nine disciples were famous for Bahuang. How could they win a false reputation.

"The most important thing for martial arts friars is to rely on themselves. What's the use of expecting others? Tiantai three people are famous for their hard work and unshakable spirit." Qi Tian Sheng's eyes toward this side, said a light, as if to say that his own heart of martial arts is extremely tough.

"That's right. The cultivation of martial arts really depends on ourselves. If you think of some people who are in the Wu Emperor's family, they are worthless and arrogant. However, they rely on the family power. What you said just now is for her to be taught a lesson."

Lin Feng glanced at Qi Tiansheng and said that she meant Qi Jiaojiao naturally. When he talked to the sky song, Qi Tian Sheng put in what kind of mouth he put in. Lin Feng would not be polite to him.

Qi Tian Sheng couldn't understand Lin Feng's sarcasm. His face suddenly coagulated and his eyes shot out cold light.

"Even if we rely on the family power, we should also have the potential to rely on. However, some people, just emerging, will be arrogant and see no one in the world, but a frog in the bottom of the well. If we really want to fight, we will be vulnerable." Qi Tian Sheng's words are in sharp contrast with each other.

"But he defeated Long Teng, the top ten demons. In the past, Long Teng didn't even have the qualification to be nominated. What's his pride?"

Lin Feng and Qi Tian Sheng fought with each other, which immediately attracted many people's attention. The figures with respect to those at the noble level were smiling. The master with purple eyes said with a smile: "nowadays, there are a lot of talents in the world, and the competition among the younger generation is extremely fierce. But it is just in this way that we can test out the real strong ones. Who can trample on others? The younger generation has such a competitive heart, which is commendable!"This purple eyed Reverend's voice is light and light, praising the two people's winning heart is commendable. A casual sentence can ease the tension a lot, and resolve the situation of the two people competing against each other.

"Hehe, brother Zi is right. Nowadays, there are a lot of talented people in the eight barren areas. We are bound to compete for hegemony in the future. According to the old master, who can stand out?" At this time, a venerable master answered and asked with a smile.

"At the height of genius, some people take the lead in climbing the clouds, and some people become late. Even if they win or lose for a while, nothing can be explained. What really needs to be seen is everyone's dedication to martial arts and what kind of road they will follow. As for who can win the eight barrens, who can say for sure?"

Asked the old master with a smile, it is obvious that even if he has a good-looking person, he can't say it. Everyone has different opinions, and it is enough to know in his heart. Moreover, it is difficult to see the achievements of martial arts. Even the prophecy of the prophet can only be used as a reference. After all, the prophet only prophesies to those people at that time. Who knows they will again What kind of transformation.

"I'm optimistic about the song of asking for the sky at home. When I wear white clothes, I'm proud of the snow and frost, and I'm going to kill the world with my sword. I'll ask the sky and sing!" "I hope so," he said with a smile. "The song of heaven is good, but there is still a lack of real training. If I have a chance, I'm going to send him to the real battle field to show him how many amazing talents there are in this flourishing age."

"What do you mean..." The crowd's gaze is stagnant, ask home, ready to let the sky song go through the real experience!

"How can you become a talent without really experiencing the hardships of life and death? In these eight barren places, many children's paper, though gifted, are spoiled, and they can't feel the real danger." Asked the old master with a sigh, indeed, if in the eight barren land, with these ten thousand years of Emperor Wu's family, such as asking the Tiange generation, who can't feel the real danger of life and death, who dares to move him.

Lin Feng listened to the dialogues of these venerable masters. He was born in the Wu Emperor family. However, the elders of the family hoped that he would experience the real life and death hardships. It can be seen that the martial arts are very difficult. The martial arts people who have no strong background are even more like this. Only when they die, can they have the ultimate glory by constantly colliding with the strong ones.

And in this cruel process, there must be some genius demon characters to fall.

"The song of asking the sky is endowed with extraordinary talent, and there are elders like the old master. One day, it will be famous in eight places. There are also ten evil spirits. All of them are gifted and will stand out. No other person can compare with you." Chu old monster said with a smile, raising the top ten demons, but the last sentence, but there is a faint meaning for Lin Feng, other people, can not compare with the ten big evil spirits.

"You can't say that. It's not uncommon for a latecomer to catch up. There's nothing impossible in the way of martial arts. Even if they are the top ten demons, they will not be the same." The old man shook his head with a smile, still plain.

"The old man is right. Even if they are the top ten evil spirits, there are also strong and weak ones. After a comparison, we will naturally know." At this time, a proud voice rolled in, and then the crowd saw a young man step into the hall, looked at the crowd, and lifted a faint smile: "Purgatory without heaven, congratulations to the old master's 600 year old birthday, in addition, today's masters witness here, and there are so many young heroes coming, it's better to have a few competitions to cheer up the old master's birthday!"

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