The youth was not old.
But I've already walked thousands of mountains and waded through thousands of rivers.
From the burly man's excited narration.
Lin Feng's outline could already be outlined.
It was different from other vague and fabricated stories.
As the burly man spoke.
There was a name, a surname, and evidence.
Even if only half of what the burly man said was true, it was enough to prove that the Immortal was real.
"No incense, no offerings."
"Even the incense and candles are provided by the Daoist temple.”
"As long as you offer three notes of fragrance, if you are fated, you will be able to get the attention of the immortals and share your worries!”
Lin Feng's image.
It perfectly coincided with the youth's illusion.
After a short rest, the young man climbed the mountain with difficulty.
Along the way, he heard more about immortals from other visitors and became more and more convinced.
The peak of the mountain!
The youth stopped.
He looked at the horizontal board of the Taoist temple.
A large Taoist temple!
How bold!
Just this signboard alone was enough for him to bow.
Ignoring the strange looks of others.
The young man solemnly bowed to the signboard of the Daoist temple.
Then, he joined the queue and followed the devotees into the hall.
In the internal space.
This action of the young man was captured by Lin Feng.
"For the sake of being so polite, if he comes again tomorrow, he'll be the lucky one.”
It was rare for Lin Feng to be in such a good mood and remember that young man.
Why not today?
Of course it was.
Lin Feng even planned to properly cultivate his relationship with the supreme-grade Protocosmic brick.
It was impossible that the young man's popularity would only last for a day.
If that was the case, it would only be the youth's loss.
"Fated opportunities, fated opportunities, they are wonderful beyond words.”
After reading.
Lin Feng glanced at the sky.
Then, he retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened.
Ten thousand feet high in the sky.
It was originally nothing.
But just as Lin Feng retracted his gaze.
A figure appeared out of thin air.
It was a burly man with a rough and ferocious face, the kind that could scare children to tears.
The wind and waves in the sky howled and tore apart with astonishing power.
Chi chi chi!
Chi chi chi!
It landed on the burly man's body but was unable to move him at all.
"Good, good, good. It just so happens that this seat is a little hot from traveling. Blow hard for me.”
Amidst the howling wind, the burly man laughed maniacally.
As he spoke.
It seemed that the wind was not strong enough.
He even used his methods to gather the heavenly wind and form a tornado that ran back and forth crazily.
Such a commotion.
Other than Lin Feng, only Ying Zheng, who had some accomplishments in his cultivation, felt something.
If there were cultivators present, they would definitely be able to recognize it.
This person was one of the Seven Monsters of Meishan.
Zhu Zizhen!
Zhu Zizhen and the Meishan Seven Devils were still manageable.
However…
Behind them, there was still a true God of Heaven.
Yang Jian!
In the Three Realms, Protector Yang Jian was awe-inspiring.
With such a master, the Seven Devils of Meishan naturally became famous.
"Eh?"
Zhu Zizhen rubbed his large eyes.
He actually couldn't see through the Taoist temple in front of him?
He looked again.
It was still a blur.
It was clearly an extremely simple Taoist temple.
There was no spiritual light or dense array patterns.
On the other hand, Zhu Zizhen.
He had already crossed the first three levels of the ninth level of the Immortal Realm, the Earth Immortal, the Heaven Immortal, and the True Immortal.
He had attained the fourth stage of the Celestial Realm, the Mystic Immortal.
In the near future, he might even be able to step into the fifth stage of the Celestial Realm, the Golden Celestial Realm!
In front of a true Almighty, Zhu Zizhen was nothing. He could be destroyed with a flick of his finger.
But this place was filthy.
Even Earth Level Deities who had just entered the Celestial Realm were not willing to stay here for long, let alone Golden Immortals.
"Forget it, if you can't see clearly, then so be it.”
"As long as that kid is fine and doesn't anger Second Master, that's fine.”
Zhu Zizhen didn't have that many thoughts and quickly put down his rivalry.
In the main hall.
Ying Zheng's gaze swept across the young man quickly, but he did not notice anything amiss.
Only then did he wave his hand.
In the System Space.
Lin Feng shook his head.
If Ying Zheng had been so cautious, Jing Ke would not have been harmed.
"Thank you."
The young man entered.
Then, he bowed to Ying Zheng.
Then, he took the incense stick, knelt on the futon, and bowed respectfully.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
He kowtowed.
However, it was easy to grasp.
He didn't make his head bleed or dirty the hall.
"Looks like you kowtowed quite a bit!"
"I wonder what he wants? Can I get the pity of an immortal?"
Ying Zheng was an emperor.
He also received Lin Feng's teachings and cultivated the Son of Heaven God Sealing Technique.
His eyesight doubled.
Ying Zheng had already seen through these ordinary people with just a glance.
But on this young man, his unfailing eyesight had lost its effectiveness.
"Ding!"
"Detected that a person with great luck has offered incense, triggering a 10,000 times critical hit. The host has received 300,000 incense points!”
In the inner space.
Lin Feng's eyes were filled with question marks when he heard the notification.
Another person with great luck came to offer incense.
Swoosh!
Lin Feng's gaze flashed.
His precise gaze landed on the young man who had finished offering incense and was standing with a bow.
Was this the lucky one?
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