Chapter 407 The Disappearing Grand Hall Master [First Update]

Chapter 407 The Disappearing Grand Hall Master [First Update]

The wind is bleak and the clouds are hazy!

Above the clouds at the limit of the sky, there is another world, called the Holy Land.

The Holy Land is the private land of the saints who were preparing to ascend in ancient times.

Because the battle between Emperor Xuan and Emperor Qing destroyed almost all the roads to the sky 200,000 years ago, there are very few people who can enter the Holy Land now.

No one knows whether there are still saints in the Holy Land.

In today's world, there are only a handful of people who can enter the Holy Land.

Feng Wanli, the current Grand Master of the Talisman Temple, is one of the few.

After saying goodbye to Zhuo Bufan, he crossed the path and tapped the bluestone with the scepter in his hand.

Then, the whole person suddenly twisted. A vortex swallowed him in.

The next second, Feng Wanli was in a palace.

This palace has no walls, and the scenery outside the palace is unobstructed.

It can be clearly seen that outside the palace, there is a hazy sea of ​​clouds.

The sky is so close that it seems to be within reach.

The Holy Land, this is the Holy Land between the world of immortal cultivation and the heaven.

This mysterious palace located above the Holy Land looks extremely sacred and glorious.

In the palace, there are many jade plaques, and the jade plaques are engraved with names.

If you look closely, you will see Zhuo Bufan's name among these densely packed jade plaques.

In the center of the hall, a mysterious man in a golden robe, like a golden statue, sat on the throne, unmoved.

If Zhuo Bufan was here, he would be shocked. The person sitting on the throne was the Holy Lord of Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers, who had met him once.

The Lord of the Temple of the Talisman came to the Holy Land to find the Holy Lord of Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers. If others saw it, they would be confused and puzzled.

But Feng Wanli took the scepter in his hand and stepped step by step towards the mysterious Holy Lord sitting on the throne hundreds of meters away.

"Why did you break your promise and come back?"

Feng Wanli walked forward, without asking about his well-being or greeting him, but directly stated his purpose.

When the other party heard this, he was silent like a statue.

After a long while, the Holy Lord of the Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers replied indifferently.

"Time is not enough!"

His answer is even more intriguing.

Time is not enough, what time, what is not enough?

"I am here, and I will not allow you to return by destiny!"

Feng Wanli took another step forward, and his tone was more firm and strong.

However, the Holy Lord in the hall was not moved at all, and still spoke slowly in that calm tone.

"God's will cannot be violated."

Although the Holy Lord's voice was very calm, it was just as he said, it could not be violated, and it brought a fierce momentum.

Feng Wanli felt the pressure instantly, but he did not retreat, but continued to speak.

"God's will is not completely correct."

As soon as this word came out, it slightly angered the Holy Lord.

The tone of the Holy Lord also changed from calm to a little excited.

"A traitor to the will of heaven is not qualified to evaluate the existence of the will of heaven."

Seeing that the Holy Lord was angry, Feng Wanli turned to be extremely calm, and he smiled slightly and said.

"It seems that we have only one battle."

There is only one battle after a disagreement

This battle is inevitable and helpless.

"You are not my opponent, go back!"

"Your Talisman Temple is about to be destroyed. If you are not here, it will only accelerate its demise!"

The words of the Holy Lord are worth asking.

Of course, his words have always been difficult to understand.

It is hard to imagine that the Holy Lord of Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers is actually related to the Tianyi Sect.

There are many rumors about the Holy Lord of Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers.

One of the rumors is that she was Yu Zun of the Talisman Temple.

Until one day, she suddenly disappeared, and Feng Wanli, as the master of the Grand Hall, had to take on two positions and return to the position of Yu Zun.

The Holy Lord of Four Seasons Mountains and Rivers must have some connection with the Talisman Temple.

But no one thought that he was actually the leader of Tianyi Sect.

"The temple has stood firm since its establishment. Even without my existence, no one can shake its position."

Feng Wanli did not care too much about the warning of the Holy Lord.

Because he knew very well that the person in front of him was the one who really decided the survival of the Talisman Temple.

"In this case, I also want to see how much ability you, who was once a disciple of my Tianyi Sect, have mastered in my Tianyi Sect."

As soon as the Holy Lord finished speaking, Feng Wanli, the master of the Talisman Temple, said nothing.

The scepter in his hand suddenly released a bright light like the sun.

The dazzling light instantly exposed the entire palace.

The light was so bright that it illuminated the surrounding area for hundreds of miles!

Let the entire holy land become brilliant.

...

Zhuo Bufan returned to his room inexplicably.

He seemed to understand the words of the master before leaving.

Although he didn't know what happened, Zhuo Bufan had a vague feeling that a big storm was coming.

And he himself might be at the center of the storm and become the focus of the storm.

After returning to his room, Zhuo Bufan found Huang Haotian, whom he had not seen for a few days, and finally saw him today.

As soon as he entered the room, Huang Haotian rushed up happily, and then smiled and led Zhuo Bufan to sit on the couch.

"Brother Zhuo, you must help me this time, I will succeed soon."

Zhuo Bufan picked up the teacup and was stunned for a moment.

"Success? What success?"

Zhuo Bufan frowned as he looked at Huang Haotian's anxious look.

He had indeed not seen Huang Haotian for several days, and he felt that Huang Haotian seemed to be more proud.

"Hehe, I feel that Xiao Lanlan is almost accepting me."

"She has a good impression of me now, and is willing to approach me actively. But I feel that she does not regard me as her man."

Huang Haotian was full of pride the moment before, but frowned the next moment.

"Then what does she regard you as?"

Zhuo Bufan asked while drinking tea.

"I feel that she regards me as her sister."

Puff!

As soon as Huang Haotian finished speaking, Zhuo Bufan could not help but spray a mouthful of tea on his face.

"Hahahaha, you guy, don't be so funny, okay?"

Zhuo Bufan laughed, and Huang Haotian wiped off the tea sprayed by Zhuo Bufan on his face, and rolled his eyes at him.

"Sorry, sorry, there is a towel here, wipe it."

Zhuo Bufan really couldn't help it just now.

He thought Huang Haotian had successfully won over Lan Miaoren, but he didn't expect that the man who didn't turn himself into Lan Miaoren would become her best friend.

"You're still laughing, this is a very serious question."

Huang Haotian looked at Zhuo Bufan who was laughing, and couldn't help but snorted.

Zhuo Bufan's hair stood on end at the awkward posture.

"Hey, you guy, you won't really become a woman, right?"

"Let your male hormones burst out, okay? Let Lan Miaoren know that you are a man of blood. If you don't agree, just push her down."

Zhuo Bufan didn't want to get involved in this matter, so he simply made an opinion.

"You pervert, am I that kind of person?" Huang Haotian continued to roll his eyes at Zhuo Bufan.

"No kidding, the current situation is very critical. I found that Xiao Lanlan has been very close to his shitty brother Yu recently."

"The reason why she didn't pay attention to my existence is because of that shitty brother Yu."

"Brother Zhuo, do you think I should get rid of him?"

Huang Haotian was even simpler and more brutal than Zhuo Bufan. When facing a love rival, he directly cut the grass and rooted it out.

Zhuo Bufan was speechless when he heard it.

"If you think it's useful, you can try it. If I were you, I'd rather use a self-torture trick."

Huang Haotian's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard it.

"Oh, Brother Zhuo is wise. I understand. I understand."

"Thank you, Brother Zhuo. I'll go now."

After Huang Haotian finished speaking, he rushed out of the room in a hurry.

Zhuo Bufan looked puzzled.

"What did he understand?"

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