The story behind this was indeed beyond Feng Feiyun's expectation. At the same time, he also held a half-minute of silence for Grandpa Bi and Bi Ningshuai.
Mao Wugui thought for a while and said: "If you want to make a fortune in the future, you must not bring the female devil with you, otherwise bad things will happen."
Feng Feiyun now fully agrees with this sentence.
This fairy city is brightly lit, with a constant flow of monks, and is prosperous. There is no distinction between day and night. On the contrary, it is more lively at night than during the day.
Naturally, there are many monks gathered in this restaurant. There is a scribe on a high platform in the distance who is telling stories about some recent major events, such as "Saint Shuiyue kills the eighth prince", "The underworld besieges the saint" "Ting", "A reclusive master in a certain realm came out to rule the world" and so on.
There are also people who are cultivating immortals who have good intentions, and they are very interested in these stories.
Mao Wugui's voice became deeper, his eyes rolled around, and he said: "Did you know that one hundred and forty-eight realm lords from the Sixth Central Dynasty have come to the Holy Court, and they will be in the Holy Court tomorrow. The court master held a state banquet to discuss the plan to conquer the underworld."
Feng Feiyun nodded, "I have heard about this matter. It seems that tomorrow's Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court will be very lively."
"It's not only lively, it can be called a great event. I heard that even some kings of the demon clan will come over. Lord Shentian's move this time is not small. It must be more than just a swearing-in state banquet." Mao Wugui said.
Feng Feiyun narrowed his eyes and said, "Could it be..."
The words were already on his lips, but because they were too sensitive, Feng Feiyun swallowed them back.
Mao Wugui said: "There is another very secret thing that I must tell you. I discovered a temple on Zhongting Planet not long ago."
"What's all the fuss about a temple?" Feng Feiyun said.
"You come with me."
The thatch turtle and the holy fruit turned into two rays of light, one white and one black, and flew out of the window. Feng Feiyun pondered for a moment, threw a fist-sized spiritual stone on the table, and then flew out of the window and chased after him. .
In this fairy city, there is a nine-story temple. There are many monks coming in and out of the temple, and the incense is very prosperous.
"Temple of Taiwei Goddess."
Feng Feiyun stood at the bottom of the temple. In front of him was a set of white jade steps that led directly to the temple gate above.
There is a magic lamp floating in the temple, shining brightly and emitting a trace of spiritual energy.
"I have already inquired about it. Goddess Taiwei is a new god who was born in recent years, but temples are now spread throughout the Holy Land. There are 83 temples of Goddess Taiwei on the five main stars of the Holy Court alone. , and there are hundreds of thousands of goddess temples in the entire holy land."
"It has only been a few years, and it has already developed to such an extent. I bet that she must have gained the trust of a certain big force and received the full support of the other party. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to develop in just a few years. There is such a flourishing incense inside.”
Feng Feiyun slowly walked towards the white jade steps, then walked into the temple, stared at the huge and beautiful goddess statue in the temple, and said after a long time: "She is indeed the one who can build dozens of statues in the holy court. In the Temple of the Goddess, this requires too much energy, and only a few people can help her do it. However, with her wisdom, it is not too difficult to gain the trust of these big shots, but she is Whose power did you borrow?"
Feng Feiyun closed his eyes and started running the Dayan Technique. Countless laws of heaven were running around his body, but there was another force in the dark that was preventing Feng Feiyun from calculating.
"Her cultivation level above that of a wise master is really great. She has cut off the secrets of heaven, and even the Great Evolution Technique cannot deduce her whereabouts."
In fact, the main reason is that Feng Feiyun did not deliberately study Dayan Technique, otherwise he would definitely not be too weak in this field.
"It's actually not difficult to investigate this matter. It's just that I have another thing to do tonight, so I can only wait until another day to deal with her."
Tomorrow is the swearing-in state banquet. Lord Shentian has great ambitions. Now that I have returned from outside the world, my cultivation must have improved to a higher level. As my cultivation becomes stronger, my ambition will naturally become greater.
Feng Feiyun felt that tomorrow might not just be as simple as a state banquet of vows, but Lord Shentian might become a new generation of Holy Court Master tomorrow.
Therefore, Feng Feiyun must enter the Holy Court Palace tonight.
The guards of the Holy Court Master's Palace are definitely no weaker than those of the Holy Court Treasure House. The defense is extremely tight. It would be extremely difficult for ordinary people to secretly enter the Holy Court Master's Palace.
This is a majestic palace, suspended in the sky, with holy guards riding dragons flying past at any time.
"Who are you? This is the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court. All idlers should stay away." In front of the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court, a man in silver robes and golden armor scolded Feng Feiyun.
The man guarding the gate of the Lord's Palace was of extremely high cultivation. He looked to be about thirty years old. His eyes were shining and he had a formidable aura.
"Hmph, I am from the Butian Pavilion. Even a mere gatekeeper like you dares to stop me." Feng Feiyun took out the Butian Pavilion Order in his hand and immediately scared the monks guarding the Lord's Palace of the Holy Court. They all knelt on the ground.
Feng Feiyun now roughly understands what kind of existence "Butian Pavilion" is, and it should be similar to the "Guardian Saint Clan".
It's just that the person protected by "Butian Pavilion" is Lord Shentian, and the person protected by the Guardian Clan is the "Lord of the Holy Court".
To be honest, Feng Feiyun didn't have much favorable impression of the cowardly Lord of the Holy Court. Instead, he felt that a hero like Lord Shentian was more like a man. If Feng Feiyun was asked to choose a side to join him, Feng Feiyun would definitely choose Shentian. Lord Heaven, only in this way will the future be bright.
But Feng Feiyun cannot join any party, because no one in this world can restrain him. He can only do whatever he wants to do according to his own preferences.
If he had a choice, he would not want to get involved in the muddy waters of the Sixth Central Dynasty.
After getting the Holy Order from the Lord of the Holy Court and sending it to the hands of the Guardian God of War, Feng Feiyun will leave the Sixth Central Dynasty and attack the Ascension Realm with all his strength.
Whoever should be the master of the Holy Court will be the master. If these people are beaten to death, it has nothing to do with him.
Feng Feiyun put away the Butian Pavilion's token and snorted coldly: "I'm here to check the arrangements for tomorrow's swearing-in state banquet. I must make sure there are no mistakes."
"Humph, your lordship has already given full authority over the arrangement of the swearing-in state banquet to our Holy Court First Grade Heaven. What does it have to do with your Butian Pavilion? Your Butian Pavilion's hand is too long."
Feng Feiyun was about to enter the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court, but a man wearing a green official robe walked out and stopped in front of Feng Feiyun, a little aggressively.
This man looked to be in his twenties, wearing a green hat on his head, and an iron order as big as a palm on his waist, with the words "Holy Court First Grade Heaven" printed on it.
His face was quite pale, and his voice was somewhat sinister.
After the Guardian Clan was transferred into the Holy Court Treasure House, the guardians of the Holy Court Palace were replaced by a new wave of people. This wave of people had a unified organization, which was called the "Holy Court First Grade Heaven".
On the surface, they protect the imperial power, support the Lord, supervise the world, and hold the power of killing in their hands. But in fact, these people are just sent by Lord Shentian to guard the Lord of the Holy Court. Once the Lord of the Holy Court has many dissent, then "the Holy Court" People who are "Ting Yipin Tian" will ruthlessly kill the Lord of the Holy Court, and then support a new Lord to take the throne.
Feng Feiyun stood up straight and sneered: "Our Pavilion Master is afraid that you, the first-rank Heaven Holy Court, will not have enough manpower, so he specially sent me here to help you."
"You are saying that there is no one in our Holy Court's first-class heaven. You are really not so arrogant. Today I will let you see how powerful our Holy Court's first-class heaven is."
The man in the green official robe burst out from his body and condensed into a sword. His body instantly flew in front of Feng Feiyun, and he slashed at Feng Feiyun's neck with his sword.
Extremely fast.
It's really unreasonable, and he will take action at the slightest disagreement. This may be the reason why everyone is afraid of the first rank of the Holy Court.
All monks who can enter the "Holy Court First Grade Heaven" or the "Bu Tian Pavilion" are talented people with great potential, and are the absolute confidants of Lord Shen Tian, making them urgently needed by the princes and princesses who have no real power.
"Two adults, please stop fighting. This is the Palace of the Lord of the Holy Court..."
The monk guarding the palace gate was sweating all over his body. His cultivation level was not low, and he naturally knew that Butian Pavilion and Sheng Ting Yipintian had always been at odds with each other. It was common for them to fight with each other, but tomorrow was a state banquet. If these two "ancestors" were allowed to destroy the palace gate of the Holy Court Master's Palace, I'm afraid he would be the first person to lose his head.
But he didn't dare to care. If he angered either of these two "ancestors", he would definitely be miserable.
This man from the first rank of the Holy Court had indeed an extremely high level of cultivation. He was evenly matched with Feng Feiyun in combat power. The two of them fought hundreds of moves in a row without a winner.
"Master Shentian has really won over many masters. This man's talent and combat power are quite remarkable."
Feng Feiyun was still quite shocked. He had a new understanding of Lord Shentian's power, and he doubted that even if the Guardian Clan walked out of the Holy Court's treasure house, they might not be Lord Shentian's opponent.
The man who fought against Feng Feiyun was named "Bai Yue". He had practiced for more than a thousand years and was extremely talented. He reached the seventh level of Nirvana at the time of Nirvana.
It is precisely because of his heaven-defying talent that he was selected into the first rank of the Holy Court. Although he is now at the peak of the first level of feathering, he is already considered the best in the first rank of the Holy Court. He is firmly seated in the first rank of the Holy Court. The throne of the first genius.
The more Bai Yue fought, the more frightened he became. The young man in front of him was younger than him, but his fighting power still suppressed him. Could it be that Butian Pavilion also produced a proud man who had reached the seventh level of Nirvana?
"No wonder Mr. Lin Ge sent him to participate in the swearing-in state banquet. His combat power is so strong."
Bai Yue is also a mature person. He knows that tomorrow's swearing-in state banquet is extremely important. If he continues to fight with Feng Feiyun, he will definitely not be able to hold back. If the Holy Court Lord's Palace is destroyed by then, both he and Feng Feiyun will fall. mold.
"I didn't expect that your Butian Pavilion would produce some good people. How about we compete again at the swearing-in state banquet tomorrow?" Bai Yue said solemnly.
Feng Feiyun smiled and said, "I'll be with you anytime."
The two of them left at the same time. Bai Yue left the Holy Court Palace, while Feng Feiyun walked into the palace gate gracefully and calmly, entering the most sacred and majestic place of the Sixth Central Dynasty.
The holy guards guarding the Lord's Palace of the Holy Court breathed a sigh of relief, as these two "living ancestors" were finally gone.
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