Ye Wushang did not enter the courtyard, but bowed to Ling Feng at the door.
"Is something wrong?"
Ling Feng looked at Ye Wushang and asked calmly.
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Ling, I'm not here to cause trouble." Ye Wushang quickly explained.
"I'm not afraid of those who come to make trouble."
Ling Feng shrugged, "Anyway, I, Ling Feng, specialize in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction."
Ye Wushang smiled awkwardly, and then slowly said: "That's it, my Ye family discovered a dark soul palace not long ago..."
"Dark Soul Palace?"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "How can you still think of me when there is such a good place? I, Ling Feng, am so virtuous and capable. Brother Lao Ye is so worried about me!"
"Senior Brother Ling is joking."
Ye Wushang smiled and said: "This Dark Soul Palace requires warriors with powerful dark power to activate the magic circle inside, so I hope Senior Brother Ling can..."
"Not interested."
Ling Feng flatly refused, "What about the Soul Palace? I'm going to the temple right away."
"This..." Ye Wushang's face stiffened and he continued: "Brother Ling, don't refuse in a hurry. We can discuss this remuneration issue!"
"That's pretty much it."
Ling Feng smiled casually, "Then let's take Sanqi."
"Three-seven?"
Ye Wushang blinked his eyes, "Brother Ling is too polite. With Brother Ling's ability, even if the offer is split 50-50, my Ye family has absolutely no reason not to agree."
"What are you thinking about?"
Ling Feng rolled his eyes, "What I said is, I am seven and you are three!"
"Forehead……"
Ye Wushang's face darkened, he hesitated for a long time, then finally nodded, gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, it's just you Qi!"
Ling Feng raised his eyebrows and smiled, raised his hand and patted Ye Wushang on the shoulder, "That's right, Brother Ye, when are you leaving?"
"Then we will meet at the city gate in a month. What does Brother Ling think?"
Ye Wushang Tai'an looked at Ling Feng and asked for his opinion.
"Just one month."
Ling Feng nodded, he still needed to go to the temple, plus the alchemy retreat time, it would only be about a month.
"Okay, then we will meet at the city gate in a month, then I won't disturb you."
Ye Wushang bowed to Ling Feng again, and after the invitation was completed, Ye Wushang simply left. Anyway, based on the friendship between Ling Feng and him, he would definitely not stay for dinner, so as not to bring trouble to himself.
"Ling Feng, do you really want to go with him?"
Tuoba Yan blinked his beautiful eyes and glanced at Ling Feng, "Aren't you afraid that he is cheating?"
"If there is no fraud, I can only get 70%. If there is fraud, it is 100%."
Ling Feng grinned, "Yan'er, which one do you think I prefer?"
Tuoba Yan rolled his eyes at Ling Feng angrily. With this guy's style, he must be eager for Ye Wushang to do something small.
…
Three days after returning to Wuzu King City, Ling Feng recuperated for a few days and was in peak condition before heading to the temple as requested.
Yes, it is the temple that everyone yearns for in the Temple of the Witch God.
According to legend, the place closest to the Witch God!
After bathing and changing clothes, Ling Feng set out early in the morning to go to the temple that was a place of infinite longing and admiration.
There is no doubt that Ling Feng is a lucky man.
Because he has only joined the Temple of the Witch God for less than a month!
Under the envious eyes of countless people, Ling Feng climbed a "pilgrimage road" along a long staircase.
At the end of the stairs is the temple.
This walk takes a whole morning. In order to ensure that every disciple has respect for the temple, no means are allowed to be used when climbing the stairs, and one can only climb up step by step.
Finally, a bronze gate appeared in front of Ling Feng, blocking the way.
"Disciple Ling Feng, as requested, come to see the high priest!"
Ling Feng bowed towards the door, and then, he heard the rumble of figures, and the door slowly opened.
What comes into view is a huge statue.
There is a similar statue in Mingguang Hall. Legend has it that a powerful witchcraft is hidden in the statue.
The statue in front of me is very similar to the one in Mingguang Hall, but it is obviously very different.
Unconsciously, Ling Feng's eyes were fixed on the statue.
"Is this the statue of the witch ancestor?"
Ling Feng's footsteps stopped, just in front of the huge statue, his eyes focused on the statue of the founder of the Pavilion, without blinking, with unprecedented concentration.
The world around me seems to be shattered into pieces and peeling off, disappearing piece by piece in front of my eyes. Only that statue seems to be getting bigger and bigger, as if it fills the space between heaven and earth, fills my eyes, and occupies everything in my eyes.
Occupy the entire world in front of you.
Only the statue and everything else disappeared.
Suddenly, the statue trembled, and dust fell from its body, as if the statue was a person, a living person, who was sealed here for unknown reasons, and is now waking up and breaking away from the seal.
Dust and smoke fell, a clicking sound was heard, and then, a tiny crack appeared on the statue as if it had been hammered hard. As time went by, the crack quickly spread forward and backward, getting bigger and bigger.
As if being hit by a giant hammer on the crack, a "click" sound sounded, and more cracks centered on the original crack and spread in all directions, just like the main trunk of a big tree, and from the main trunk
Countless branches extend out, all around, and spread all over like vines.
Under Ling Feng's gaze, unknowingly, as if in just a moment, cracks spread all over the huge statue. It seemed that the statue had become very fragile, as if it would break and collapse in an instant.
The statue did not break and collapse, but the pieces on it began to fall off. Using the cracks as a trajectory, one piece after another became mottled, falling one after another, and fell into nothingness.
Where the cracks fell off, a strand of the edge of the black robe was exposed, which will last forever and remain unchanged.
As more and more cracks fall off, a breath rises from the statue and fills the air. It is a breath of life. Although it is weak, it is tenacious, like a bud breaking out of the ashes, competing with the sky.
, absolutely will not give in.
The vitality gradually became stronger and stronger, more and more cracks fell off, the black robe looked lifelike, and the skin looked like a real person.
When the cracks in his eyes fell off, Ling Feng saw a pair of dark and deep eyes, as bright as the cold stars in the night sky, as deep as the endless universe, containing all the changes in the heaven, earth, and all the stars in the universe, as if
One glance contains all the past and present, as if one glance can see through the mysteries of the world, and one glance can see all the vicissitudes of the world.
Indescribable eyes and indescribable breath rise from the "person" who is about to come to life.
At this moment, Ling Feng was stunned. He seemed to be shocked and motionless. Even his soul seemed to be frozen...