Turning around slightly, Lin Feng looked at the old man walking from the crowd, with white hair all over his head, and his appearance seemed a bit familiar.
When Mori saw the visitor, he looked overjoyed and hurried to the old man, saying coquettishly: "Grandpa, this man insults the great god Piaomiao, and the city guards are capturing him."
When the old man saw Mauri, a hint of doting appeared on his face with some anger and nodded, "Yes, grandpa will deal with this matter."
After the words came, he glanced at Lin Feng with a angrily expression and shouted: "I heard a little of what you said just now. If you dare to insult the gods, you should accept people's criticism! Whether it is life or death is all up to the people!"
"Oh?" Lin Feng looked at the old man in front of him who was almost in the late stage of the fusion, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It seems that your cultivation is indeed good, but unfortunately, "The Chaos Holy Emperor's Art" is mainly masculinity and domineering, and the power of your water attribute physique can only be four or five. Do you think you are sure to beat me?"
When practicing this set of exercises with water attribute physique, the attack power can only be half of the fire attribute physique.
Hearing this, the old man's pupils shrank, and murderous intent suddenly appeared on his face. "How do you know mine-?"
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shook, his eyes widened and his hands trembled, and he stammered: "Dare to ask you-you-but-Piao-Piaomiao God!"
First, the old man heard Lin Feng insulting the gods, and was angry for a moment and did not pay attention to Lin Feng's appearance. However, Lin Feng's cultivation had increased greatly, his aura was restrained, and he looked like an ordinary person. Now that he heard Lin Feng say the name of the martial arts, he couldn't help but take a look. What shocked him was that the appearance of the person in front of him was very similar to the statue!
The old man's words immediately caused huge waves in the crowd.
"Wow--God Piaomiao!"
As the largest cultivation family in the mainland, the old man was personally passed down by the great god Piaomiao and the descendant of Mr. Luke. His words on the mainland were more prestige than the king. Now he said that the one in front of him was the great god Piaomiao, so how could everyone doubt it?
However, as soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone rushed to widen their eyes and stared at Lin Feng tightly.
The more I look at it, the more I feel scared, the more I look at it.
Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "Didn't you say I'm blasphemous?"
"Wow--God Piaomiao!"
“See Lord Creation!”
“See Lord Creation!”
Everyone was immediately in an uproar and rushed to the ground, with an extremely pious expression. The expression was more from the heart than when they were worshiping statues. After all, this was the return of the true god.
Looking at the people kneeling in front of him, Lin Feng held his hands slightly and smiled and said, "Sons, don't need so much rituals. God has not forgotten you, haha."
After the words came, Lin Feng still smiled bitterly in his heart. It seemed that I was really not a charlatan.
"God, great-great-grandson Ruk Cole, has seen the ancestor grandfather and the great god Piaomiao." The old man leaned on the ground, his body trembled with excitement. Mori had a big mouth and a shocked face.
Looking at the excited and incoherent Cole, Lin Feng couldn't help but smile: "Get up, I didn't expect you to be a descendant of Ruke. Haha."
"Yes, great god." Cole stood up respectfully, but his eyes did not dare to look at Lin Feng.
Seeing this, he looked at Nuwa with a bitter smile on his face.
"Don't call me a great god, just call me a master." Seeing countless people's eyes wide and their faces were excited, Lin Feng suddenly felt a little like a monkey in a zoo and felt uncomfortable all over. So, he said to Cole, "Let's go, go to your family to have a look."
"Oh, ah?" Cole stood there in a daze. Did he hear it wrong? God Piaomiao is going to his family?
"What? Isn't it okay?" Lin Feng asked with a smile.
"No, no, no, no, welcome, welcome!" Cole quickly made a way out and returned to the family with the shocked Murray. Lin Feng floated into the air with Nuwa and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Wow!"
After Lin Feng left, everyone screamed.
"Grandma, have I met the great god Piaomiao?"
“孩子,奶奶眼花了,但是天宇大陆谁能有缥缈大神那么英俊呢?我想一定是他老人家.”
“老婆,你能不能打我一下?我居然见到了缥缈大神?”
"Bang!"
"Oh, I asked you to hit me, but I didn't let you use the soles of my shoes, oh."
For a moment, everyone shouted to express their inner excitement. The Creator God millions of years ago stopped the Empire War, resolved the grudges between the beast tribe and the elves, and made the Tianyu Continent prosperous. Such contributions and such powerful strength all worshiped and yearned for it.
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The Ruk Family
Lin Feng and Tong Nuwa sat in the first place, gently sucking the best tea in the cup of the family in their hands. Even so, the patriarch of the contemporary Ruk family still had some guilt and excitement.
Who is the great god Piaomiao? How can you drink mortal tea?
Seeing the patriarch and elder of the Ruk family who were trembling below, Lin Feng smiled: "I am here to see you this time. Seeing that the Tianyu Continent is prosperous and the people live and work in peace and contentment, I am also very relieved."
创世神说话,身为鲁克家族族长科尔立即恭敬接话:“全由当年创世神大人,不然如今天宇大陆一片死寂了.”
"Hehehe" Lin Feng smiled and greeted everyone casually, and his eyes stopped on Mori.
"Boy, do you still want to arrest me and go to jail now?"
A hint of shyness appeared on Mo Rui's tender face, and he seemed a little embarrassed, and shook his head repeatedly: "No, Master, you told me about my martial arts. Due to the family rules, I had to be careful."
Worried that the ancestor would blame Mori, the first genius of the Luke family, Cole quickly explained: "The ancestor, Luke said back then that the "Piaomiao Sword Art" and "The Chaos Holy Emperor's Art" were personally passed down by the ancestors, and their skills were against the sky. The ancestors were worried that someone outside would covet, so they set the rules of the clan and should not be known to outsiders."
I see.
Lin Feng suddenly realized that no wonder Mo Rui was so cautious when he mentioned the name of the martial arts.
Looking at Mori with a smile, Lin Feng said, "You have a good physique and are very suitable for practicing Taoism. "The Chaos Holy Emperor's Art" is not suitable for you, so please switch to practicing "The Piaomiao Sword Art".
"Yes" Mori looked at Cole with some smugness and said with a smile: "Grandpa, the ancestor has spoken now. I can practice "Piaomiao Sword Art"? Hehehe."
"Yes, yes." Cole nodded repeatedly. In fact, it was not that he didn't want his grandson to practice this set of martial arts, but that the family had regulations that only the clan leader could practice this set of martial arts. The clan members could only practice the "Chaos Holy Emperor's Art".
Lin Feng looked at Mori in front of him with a smile, and he liked this little guy very much. Suddenly, Lin Feng's face changed and he said to Cole and others: "I have something important to do, so I will go back first. You should practice hard and gather in the Eastern God Realm in the future!"
When Nuwa saw Lin Feng's sudden change in her face, she immediately let go of her spiritual consciousness, and then her beautiful face changed, and her heart was very anxious.
Before Cole and the others could reply, Lin Feng and his two figures had disappeared into the hall.
However, after Lin Feng left, a golden light appeared in the sky of the hall. Then a magic sword was inserted on the floor, and the whole room was filled with sword energy, with four big words floating in the air - gifted to Mo Rui.