Not long after Ying Mingchao and others returned to Hero City, the headmaster of Zhanjian Xianmen and the abbot of Foguang Tian Temple also came to Hero City one after another.
After inquiring from all parties, they can confirm that the Soul Infant Sect's invitation letter is an act of action and not a bluff.
And this invitation is not just for powerful forces, but invitations are sent to almost all forces in the Hundred Refiners Ordinary Realm.
This move undoubtedly announced their existence to the entire Hundred Refinements Ordinary World, and... also invited everyone in the name of the martial arts ceremony.
For a moment, Ying Mingchao and others couldn't figure out what the deal was with the Soul Infant Sect.
But what is certain is that with their understanding of the Soul Infant Sect, the Soul Infant Sect's move will definitely not be as simple as it seems.
After final discussion, the alliance army decided to make a desperate move, abandon the defense of the city, assemble the strongest troops they could muster, and directly attack the Soul Infant Sect. Success or failure... depends on this one move.
And when the Hero City, Sword Fighter Immortal Sect, Foguang Tian Temple, and many second-class forces were assembled, the alliance army, which could be called the strongest in the Hundred Refiners Ordinary Realm, was heading towards the home of the Soul Infant Sect.
All forces are also moving towards the Soul Infant Sect. Although the speed of their advance is far less than that of the Alliance army, they are triggered much earlier than the Alliance army.
These people are all people who do not know the truth. In their world, they have never heard of the name Soul Infant Sect.
Some of them thought the sudden appearance of invitations was pie in the sky, while others thought it was a scam.
But no matter what they thought, with half-belief and half-doubt in their hearts, they all chose to find out.
After all, this is a matter of cultivation, and they don't want to miss this opportunity.
Among the thousands of troops and horses, the battle flags were flying, and the momentum was overwhelming.
Especially those huge chariots that actually crushed the void and drove away, they were even more majestic.
And anyone who can be in the chariot must have a certain identity.
Among them, Chu Feng was included.
Chu Feng enjoyed the highest treatment among the alliance army. The tank he was in was the tank where the strongest men were.
Except for Chu Feng, everyone here is a true immortal level expert, including Zhao Hong.
Zhao Hong didn't like this kind of occasion, so he left the chariot. When Chu Feng saw that she hadn't returned for a long time, he wanted to go find her, but he happened to see a familiar figure, Pocket Master.
The Pocket Master stood at the edge of the army, looking forward.
"Master, why don't you rest in the chariot?"
Chu Feng stepped forward and asked, although the Pocket Master is not a true immortal, he is still at the peak of the Martial Ancestor. A person of his status should have a chariot for him to rest.
"It's good, it's good. It's rare for all forces to join forces to fight, and it's a just act to eliminate evil and promote good. I want to empathize with it," said the pocket master.
Chu Feng could understand what he said was rare.
After all, these forces in the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm all have their own selfish motives. They often join forces to break into ruins, but they also have their own selfish motives.
Fighting with the same goal like this is really rare.
In fact, in order to speed up the journey, everyone is moving forward with the help of Ying Mingchao.
Therefore, whether they are on the chariot or outside, the speed is the same, and it is not difficult for everyone to travel.
"Master, I have something to ask you," Chu Feng asked.
"What's the matter?" Pocket Master asked.
"About Foguangtian Temple and the founder." Chu Feng said.
Regarding the founder of Foguangtian Temple, Chu Feng also asked other people about it.
The founder of Foguangtian Temple was a man named Foguang. However, although this abbot Foguang was the founder of Foguangtian Temple, his cultivation level did not seem to be high, and not long after Foguangtian Temple was built, he
passed away.
As for the rise of Fo Guang Tian Temple, it happened many years after Fo Guang's death, but why Fo Guang Tian Temple rose is a mystery.
The reason why Chu Feng inquired about this matter was actually because he wanted to find out about the mysterious old cat.
After all, the old cat said that it was the founder of Fo Guang Tian Temple.
But Chu Feng felt that the old cat could not be Monk Foguang, and it was probably related to the rise of Foguangtian Temple.
"So that's what happened."
"The founder of Foguangtian Temple is naturally Abbot Foguang. This matter is known to everyone." At this point, Master Pocket suddenly laughed meaningfully and said to Chu Feng: "But I think,
This is not what the benefactor Chu Feng wants to know."
Chu Feng noticed that when Master Pocket said this, a layer of soundproof barrier had already silently covered the two of them.
In other words, from now on, no outsiders will be able to hear the conversation between the two of them, only the two of them can hear it.
"Master, what I want to ask is the person who helped Foguang Tian Temple rise." Seeing that Master Pocket had seen through his intentions, Chu Feng no longer beat around the bush and asked directly.
"I knew that this was what you wanted to ask about, and I don't blame you. There are too many people in the world who are curious about this matter, but this matter is the secret of my Foguang Tian Temple." Pocket
The master said.
Hearing these words, Chu Feng's heart sank. Since it was a secret, it was obvious that today would be a failure.
But at this moment, Master Pocket said with a smile: "However, the abbot once said that if you want to know about this, I can tell you, but there is one condition: this matter must be kept secret."
"This junior must keep this matter secret." Chu Feng said.
"Don't believe me. In the eyes of the outside world, the person who made Foguang Tian Temple rise must be an expert from the upper world. And they all guessed that he was a highly respected eminent monk, otherwise he would not treat us like this.
A temple gives grace.”
"But in fact, the person who helped me in the rise of Foguang Tian Temple was not a saint, or even a person, but a cat." Master Pocket said.
"We have met. It is indeed that old cat. Chu Feng quickly asks about the old cat." Her Lady Queen said excitedly.
That old cat was so mysterious. Not only did he inherit more of Zhan Haichuan's heritage, he also won the Bamboo Slip of the Gods. He was powerful and extremely cunning.
The most important thing is that the old cat also kidnapped Xue Ji, not knowing what he wanted.
Therefore, regarding this guy, both Chu Feng and the Queen want to find out his details.
"Cat, why is it a cat? Could it be a member of the demon clan?"
Although Chu Feng had already met the old cat, it was obvious that the people at Foguangtian Temple did not know that Chu Feng had any interaction with the old cat, so Chu Feng naturally had to pretend that he did not know the old cat.
"It may or may not be a demon clan, but it is very powerful. The existence of Foguangtian Temple depends entirely on it, so we at Foguangtian Temple have always regarded it as our ancestor." Pocket Monk said.
"Could it be said that even you don't know where that ancestor came from?" Chu Feng asked.
"We were able to get help from our ancestors only by chance. As for our ancestors' origins, we don't know. We only know that our ancestors came to the Hundred Refinements World to seal something." Pocket Monk said.
"Sealing something, what is it?" Chu Feng asked.
"We don't know what this thing is or where it is sealed."
"I just heard my ancestor say that that thing is not something from the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm. It comes from outside the sky, is murderous, and is extremely cruel."
"The ancestor said that if this thing were to reappear, the entire Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm would be devastated and no one would survive."
"That will be an unavoidable disaster in the Hundred Refinements Ordinary Realm." Pocket Monk said.