God Emperor

Whether it was Lance Bai or Lu Qian, they only had Mu Lingxi in their eyes and ignored Zhang Ruochen who was standing aside.

In fact, Zhang Ruochen didn't want to return to the Moon God Dojo. It was only seven days, so he could wait.

You can't enter the Temple of Truth to practice, but you can still cross the Sea of ​​Truth.

Mu Lingxi naturally knew the purpose of Lance Bai and Lu Qian, so she pulled Zhang Ruochen towards Yunzhou and decided to return to the Moon God Dojo.

Zhang Ruochen, however, grabbed her with his backhand and said with a smile: "Don't worry, have you forgotten that we also have a friend in the Temple of Truth?"

Immediately, Zhang Ruochen burned a message light talisman and punched it out.

When Lance Bai saw Zhang Ruochen's hand tightly grasping Mu Lingxi's wrist, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Lance Bai only hated that this was the Realm of Truth. If it were somewhere else, he would have a hundred ways to force Mu Lingxi to his training cave. He has ten thousand ways to make that ignorant human man disappear silently.

Just when Lance Bai was about to speak and invite Mu Lingxi again.

Suddenly, there was another strong feeling of weakness in his body. His face suddenly turned pale, his brain was dim, and his body was crumbling, like a mortal who was terminally ill.

"Brother Lance Bai, what's wrong with you?"

Lu Gan quickly supported him.

Without saying a word, Lance Bai quickly sat down cross-legged, mobilizing the holy energy to circulate in his body, and a dazzling white holy light bloomed all over his body.

Mu Lingxi looked curious and whispered: "What's wrong with him?"

Naturally, Zhang Ruochen would not tell her that he just quietly made a time mark and landed on Lance Bai's body. He just smiled and said: "This four-winged angel's body is probably a little weak."

Zhang Ruochen said this directly without using voice transmission.

Lance Bai, who was doing his exercises, suddenly went crazy with anger.

Because he was too depressed, he almost couldn't control the holy energy in his body, and his face turned red and white at times, as if he was about to explode.

After a while, Lance Bai came to his senses again. His eyes were uncertain, and he suddenly stood up. Not wanting to maintain his good image any longer, he glared at Zhang Ruochen.

A mere human who is half a step into the realm of the Holy King dares to mock his physical weakness in public, so he must be taught a lesson.

"Wow!"

The sound of breaking wind sounded.

In the distance, a white light flew quickly, fell to the ground, and condensed into a man with three heads and six arms.

Seeing this man, Lu Gan's expression changed slightly, he quickly stepped forward to salute, and said with a smile: "Greetings to Senior Brother Feng."

This person is none other than Feng Yan.

He was also a first-class disciple, but Feng Yan's background was not comparable to that of Lu Gan.

Moreover, Feng Yan has already broken through to the realm of the Holy King. With his terrifying talent, he is expected to be promoted to a divine disciple soon.

In the Realm of Truth, the status of the two of them can be said to be in heaven and on earth.

Lance Bai frowned and did not take action against Zhang Ruochen immediately. After all, the Feng Yan in front of him was no ordinary person. He was once ranked seventeenth on the "Holy Merit List".

Although Feng Yan has just broken through to the Holy King realm, in a real fight, Lance Bai, who has the second step of the Holy King realm, is probably not his opponent.

"What are Feng Yan doing here?"

Lance Bai and Lu Qian had such doubts at the same time.

Feng Yan just nodded and smiled at Lance Bai and Lu Qian, then looked at Zhang Ruochen and Mu Lingxi, confirmed Zhang Ruochen's identity, then walked over, cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang , it’s been half a year since we last parted, and you haven’t come to Kongling Island to get together with me. I thought you had forgotten me!”

"This time I come to the Realm of Truth, I'm afraid I'm going to disturb Brother Feng for a few days." Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Yan laughed: "What are you talking about? I just want to take this opportunity to discuss with you. Come on, let's go to Ethereal Island now."

Soon, a cloud boat flew over, carrying Feng Yan, Zhang Ruochen, and Mu Lingxi towards Kongling Island.

Lance Bai and Lu Gan looked at each other, a little shocked.

If Feng Yan was talking with Mu Lingxi, it would be easier to understand.

But how could that human man who was half-stepping into the realm of Saint King be able to get acquainted with Feng Yan?

Lu Qian was worried and asked solemnly: "Brother Lance Bai, what is the origin of that human man?"

Lance Bai's eyes were heavy and he shook his head.

Lu Qian was complaining in his heart that he had inexplicably offended a person who could befriend Feng Yan. This was not a good thing. If he was not careful, he might not be in great trouble.

Lu Gan said: "Hey! It's true that beauty is a curse. Brother Lance Bai, Lu would like to advise you not to provoke that phoenix again. If you offend someone like Feng Yan because of her, it's not worth it."

Lance Bai nodded on the surface, but there was still some unwillingness and resentment in his heart.

"There is another thing. Five days later, it will be the day when the Temple of Truth will hold the Conferring God Platform Conference. With our strength, we should be able to participate. It is best to prepare in advance. Maybe we can be on the Conferring God Stage Conference. , get one or two ancient relics," Lu Qian said.

Immediately, Lance Bai's face showed a look of joy, "The Conferred God Platform Conference is held once every ten years. Is it true? Is it fake?"

Lu Gan smiled and said: "How can it be false? The reason why the Temple of Truth only reopened after seven days is largely to make time for the Conferred God Platform Conference."

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Ethereal Island.

Zhang Ruochen showed a puzzled look and said: "Conferred God Platform Conference?"

"That's right, in five days, there will be the Fengshentai Conference. Such a grand event is only held once every ten years. Brother Zhang must not miss it." Feng Yan poured a cup of tea for Zhang Ruochen and poured another cup for Mu Lingxi.

Zhang Ruochen had no interest in the so-called grand gathering, so he might as well spend his time practicing.

Feng Yan seemed to have noticed this, with a mysterious smile on his face and said: "Brother Zhang will definitely regret it if he doesn't go to participate."

"Really?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Feng Yan explained: "As far as I know, all the divine disciples in the Temple of Truth, including some first-class disciples, will attend this conference. The top ten divine disciples will preside over this conference."

"Ten major divine disciples will host it together?" Zhang Ruochen looked a little moved.

Feng Yan nodded.

Having been in the Heaven of Truth for so long, Zhang Ruochen also has a certain understanding of the Temple of Truth, so he naturally understands what the top ten divine disciples represent.

It represents the pinnacle of combat power under the Great Sage, and even has the strength to challenge the Great Sage. It also represents the top geniuses in the world.

Even the top ten figures in the "Holy Merit List" may not be as outstanding as the top ten divine disciples.

First of all, the "Holy Merit List" is updated very quickly, but the ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth have not changed for nearly a hundred years.

Secondly, cultivating to the peak below the Great Sage is obviously much more difficult than cultivating to the peak below the Holy King.

Because of all these, the ten divine disciples of the Temple of Truth are famous throughout the heavenly world. Even in the hell world, he is extremely famous.

The top ten divine disciples presided over a grand meeting at the same time. This shows how much the Temple of Truth attaches importance to the Conferred God Platform Conference.

Seeing that he had successfully aroused Zhang Ruochen's interest, Feng Yan immediately added: "The Temple of Truth will invite leaders from all major worlds, some emperors and maidens of ancient civilizations, sons and grandsons of gods, as well as some outstanding geniuses and powerful men. It is said that even a few people from "Nine Immortals and Beauties" will come. Of course, these are secondary."

"Then what is the most important thing?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Feng Yan smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, does he know what kind of place the Conferred God Platform is?"

"This is the first time I've heard of it." Zhang Ruochen said.

Feng Yan said: "When it comes to the Conferred God Platform, we have to talk about the history of the Heavenly Court Realm. Everyone knows that the Heavenly Court Realm was only established about 100,000 years ago. But, what about before the Heavenly Court Realm was established? 200,000 years ago. What did the world beneath our feet look like millions of years ago?”

Zhang Ruochen listened quietly.

Feng Yan continued: "According to some ancient records, in this big world, in ancient times, the concentration of the holy energy of heaven and earth was dozens of times higher than it is now. There were holy veins everywhere, and there were even divine veins, which were far more powerful. The four dominant worlds beyond the present.”

"However, for some unknown reason, all the living creatures in this big world have died, and even the gods have fallen, turning it into a land of death and silence. Only a few mysterious ancient ruins have been preserved. The altar is one of them.”

The secret revealed by Feng Yan shocked Zhang Ruochen, and he became very interested in Feng Chan Terrace.

Zhang Ruochen asked: "The Fengshentai Conference should be more than just a party, right?"

"If you go to participate, you will naturally understand what is going on." Feng Yan seemed to be deliberately trying to whet Zhang Ruochen's appetite and wanted him to attend this event.

Zhang Ruochen said: "I don't seem to have received an invitation from the Temple of Truth."

Feng Yan showed joy and said: "If you go to the meeting as Zhang Ruochen, of course I can help you get an invitation. However, you have so many enemies, so going to the meeting with your real identity may not be a good thing. ”

"The second method is to use your strength to participate in the Fengshentai Conference."

"What do you mean?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

Feng Yan explained: "There are too many monks in the Heaven of Truth, but the number of invitations is very limited. There are always some powerful hermits who are qualified to participate in the event, but are blocked. Therefore, the Temple of Truth There is a qualification test for membership, and as long as the monks are strong enough, they can pass the test and enter the venue of the Fengshen Platform."

"Two methods, which one are you going to choose, Brother Zhang?"

Zhang Ruochen pondered for a moment, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Anyway, there are still five days, so there is no rush. I just want to take advantage of this time to cross the sea of ​​truth."

"Really? What a coincidence. I have just broken through to the Holy King realm, and I also want to cross the Sea of ​​Truth." Feng Yan laughed.

The reason why he was so excited was because he finally had a chance to compete with Zhang Ruochen.