There are three white gates in front of it, with pictures of hundreds of tigers engraved on the gates. The Taoist charm is surging, exquisite and solemn.
It looks towards Su Shang.
Su Shang conveyed its meaning: "It said that there may be a chance for Su to come to these three gates, and we can enter."
Changying asked: "Can outsiders also get opportunities?"
Bai Hu nodded.
Su Shang said: "It says that opportunities need to be tested before they can be obtained. Since you have a good relationship with me, I will let you try."
"How generous..."
Changying smacked his lips and sighed sincerely.
There are three gates, left, middle and right. Su Shang is the master, so he chooses the center, Chang Ying chooses the left, and Xie Feng chooses the right.
"Small businessman, is that okay?"
Xie Feng asked, slightly worried.
"Uh-huh!
"Don't worry, Master, I promise to come back safely!"
Su Shang stood up straight and saluted with a clear voice.
Xie Feng smiled and rubbed her head, "Okay, pay more attention when you go in."
Su Shang nodded like he was pecking at rice.
"Well, you're welcome then~ Xie Feng, Xiao Shang, see you later~" Chang Ying smiled at them, waved his hand, and stepped into the door first.
Su Shang followed closely.
Xie Feng watched the little girl go in and then took steps.
Pushing open the door on the right, golden light shimmered, and Xie Feng came to the bottom of a cliff. A violent waterfall was like a silver dragon, crashing down from the top of the mountain, creating a passionate splash.
Xie Feng walked forward.
Go all the way to the location closest to the waterfall.
Under the waterfall, a figure flashed.
It was an old man with white beard and hair. He was wearing white clothes and white trousers. He stretched out his arms and was practicing Qigong.
Every move and every move made by the old man is filled with infinite energy.
Soft yet hard, hard yet soft, with every push of the palm, the space will shake, and the world will evolve with each move.
Good palm technique!
Xie Feng saw it and secretly praised it in his heart.
Most of the martial arts in the world are based on the use of spiritual power. Pure and powerful physical martial arts like this are almost extinct!
There is a faint light lingering around this old man. He is said to be a physical body, but it is more illusory than the physical body. He is said to be a soul body, but it is more solid than the soul body.
The most important thing is...
Xie Feng couldn't see through the old man's strength at all!
Even though he is a powerful person at the first level of the Celestial Realm, even though he has cultivated nine feet in heaven, looking at the old man, he seems to be facing a vast ocean!
This feeling...
saint!
Only a saint can give him such a sense of oppression!
Xie Feng's expression changed slightly.
He thought of the opportunity Bai Hu said. Could this old man be the opportunity?
Could it be that he is the last emperor of Taichu White Tiger Clan...
Su Lin?!
Xie Feng raised his eyes slightly. He saw the old man withdrawing his moves and slowly looked over.
The two looked at each other!
That was a thrilling contest!
Xie Feng's heart sank slightly, and he was actually a little suffocated!
The old man's face was calm. He squinted his old eyes and walked towards Xie Feng. With each step, his figure gradually disappeared. When he reappeared, a fierce palm struck Xie Feng's face!
The majestic power is overwhelming, the space is frozen, and the waterfall is disillusioned!
Xie Feng did not dare to be careless, and the immortal's cultivation suddenly exploded, and endless energy circulated in his hands. He turned his fists into palms and fought against the old man!
boom!
A devastating blow!
Mountains and rivers collapsed, storms shook, and such a powerful blow caused the world to begin to collapse!
Smoke and clouds fall like rain!
Xie Feng’s palms were trembling slightly!
So strong!
I used 70% of my strength, but still felt unable to fight!
now...
There was only six inches between the old man and him!
That is two fists!
The old man stared at Xie Feng. He had an overwhelming temperament, a calmness as deep as the abyss, the sharpness of a sharp sword unsheathed, and the indifference of the world.
This kind of temperament can only be possessed by those who have been at the top for a long time and are arrogant among the others.
"Ah!"
The old man suddenly chuckled and placed a light palm on Xie Feng's heart.
Thumb thump!
Xie Feng staggered back!
This old man is the strongest person he has ever seen!
Really strong!
To fight him, Xie Feng had to try his best, but despite this, he was still crushed!
and!
The old man didn't try his best, but he still managed to do it with ease!
saint...
Is he actually so strong?
Xie Feng fell silent.
Seeing the old man attacking again, Xie Feng no longer held back and used the Beiming Phantom Fire.
Holy flame!
Blue flames burn between heaven and earth.
However, the old man cannot be burned. He is not a real human body, nor is he a soul!
This is...
Xie Feng suddenly realized something.
will!
This is an invisible will!
The long-cherished wish is not fulfilled, but the will will not be lost, will not die, will not be destroyed!
How to fight this?
When Xie Feng was about to use his last trump card, Sun Zhuzhao, the old man stopped.
"What a serious boy."
He actually spoke, his voice calm and brisk.
Ma Dan.
If you are not serious, you will be beaten to death!
Xie Feng was rarely angered and cursed secretly.
"Boy, are you scolding me?"
"..."
"Hmph, there are too many people who criticize me, and you are not missing one."
The old man shrugged.
He put his hands behind his back, crossed his legs, looked around Xie Feng, and sighed slightly.
Suddenly he had an idea!
"The aura that this saint left to guard outside the Immortal Temple is the white tiger. You should have seen it, otherwise you wouldn't have found it here.
"Boy, that's not bad. You can even fight with me.
"A young human being has such strength. Are you the Human Emperor?"
Xie Feng said: "I am not the Human Emperor."
The old man smiled: "If you are not a human emperor, there will be no human emperor in the world."
"Who are you?"
"Smart boy, you have already guessed the identity of this saint, why don't you dare to tell me?"
"Su Lin?"
"This is right!"
Su Lin clapped his hands and said with a smile, Xie Feng thought he had a cold and gloomy character at first, but now he found that he was so approachable.
"This is the place where this saint cultivated. After his death, because he wanted to find a successor, his long-cherished wish became an obsession, and his thoughts hovered here, forming endless and indestructible energy, which is immortal and immortal.
"Originally, I wanted to pass it on to the descendants of Taichu White Tiger Clan, but you made me change my mind. This energy should be given to a more suitable person!"
Su Lin said solemnly.
As the owner of the Lost Immortal Temple, when someone steps into the Immortal Temple, it means there are no more secrets!
Su Lin will know 70% of their origins!
He learned about the relationship between Su Shang and Xie Feng, and suddenly had other ideas.
These words...
Does he want to pass on his energy to me?
Xie Feng thought to himself.
Sudden...
Su Lin's complexion changed slightly.
He raised his palm, and the inspiration spread out like silk threads and collapsed.
His body began to become illusory and dissipated little by little!
Xie Feng asked: "What's wrong?"
Su Lin said: "What is your relationship with the descendants of this saint?"
He is referring to Su Shang.
Asking knowingly!
Xie Feng said: "Master and servant."
"You are her servant, please protect her, the last bloodline of Taichu White Tiger Clan!"
"I am the master."
"..."
quiet!
A moment of silence!
Su Lin was a little embarrassed, his face changed, and he smiled bitterly.
