"System, is there something wrong with you?”
Lin Feng's gaze swept over the kneeling youth as he asked worriedly.
"The system is operating normally."
The system replied at the first possible moment. Only then did Lin Feng heave a sigh of relief.
That was strange.
The youth in the hall seemed to have some intelligence, but he was still an ordinary person.
He really couldn't tell.
What kind of talent did this youth have?
The first incense offering, and the amount of incense he contributed was already equal to Ying Zheng's!
At this moment…
Although he had yet to reach the height where he could unify the world and shock the world in the future.
However, he was also the ruler of the Qin country, and the fate of the country was on him.
Not to mention.
Ying Zheng was also in possession of the Heaven Worshipping Talisman, and he had cultivated the Art of Sealing the Son of Heaven, reaching the level of Qi Refinement and Spirit Transformation.
"There's no reason!"
"Throughout the entire Qin Dynasty, how could there be anyone who had a better fate than Ying Zheng?”
"Could it be that the youth in the hall is related to the cultivators of this world?”
After thinking about it, Lin Feng felt that this possibility was the highest.
Even though he had never seen a cultivator from this world since he transmigrated, he had never seen a cultivator from this world.
However, he also knew that this world had spiritual energy.
A world with spiritual energy.
The appearance of cultivators was also logical and reasonable.
It was even to the extent that…
Lin Feng dared to say that the background of the cultivator behind this young man wasn't too simple.
"Mortal, Liu Chenxiang of the Liu Clan Village has heard of the esteemed name of the Immortal and has come to pay his respects!”
Inside the hall.
Liu Chenxiang didn't know that she had already entered Lin Feng's eyes, but she still introduced herself.
In the words of the visitors, this was a greeting.
If not, how could Immortal Lin Feng remember all the people that came and went?
Liu Chenxiang?
Why did it sound so familiar?
In the inner world, Lin Feng sank into deep thought.
"Immortal, Chenxiang is bitter!"
At this moment, Liu Chenxiang followed the guide and started crying.
Liu Chenxiang herself felt that it was a little inappropriate.
However…
The other devotees were all complaining and crying out in misery.
If he didn't do the same, how could he attract the attention of the immortals?
Although mortals were small, they had great wisdom.
Lin Feng truly had such considerations in mind when he chose to act!
However…
At this moment, Lin Feng's thoughts had already drifted far away.
The youth had called himself Liu Chenxiang earlier, and he had yet to react.
Now, he was enlightened.
Could this Liu Chenxiang in front of him really be the Chenxiang he knew?
"Chenxiang's mother was good and never did evil, but she was punished by the so-called Heavenly Court for doing nothing.”
"Several years have passed, and my mother is still suppressed under Mount Hua, unable to see the light of day!”
"I can't eat my fill, I can't wear warm clothes, I'm extremely haggard!”
"Every time I think about it, Chen Xiang can't sleep at night, her five insides are burning, I wish I could replace her with my body!”
"Immortal, please take me as your disciple on account of Chenxiang's filial piety so that I can save my mother.”
As he spoke.
Liu Chenxiang burst into tears, revealing her true feelings.
In the inner world.
Lin Feng fell silent.
Agarwood!
Heavenly Court!
Suppress Mount Hua!
How could there be such a coincidence?
"I thought that I had transmigrated to the Qin Dynasty, but now it seems that I have arrived at the Lotus Lamp world!”
"In fact, even more terrifying than the world of the Lotus Lamp…the Primordial World?”
Lin Feng's thoughts jumped as he drew in a breath of cold air.
If it was the world of the lotus lamp, although it would still be shocking, it would still be barely manageable.
Moreover,
With Chen Xiang's relationship with Erlang Perfected Lord Yang Jian, with a little management, it might not be impossible to get along well.
If this was the Primordial World where Golden Immortals were everywhere and Zenith Heaven was inferior to dogs, it would be a little bad!
In fact.
Lin Feng's current situation was extremely delicate.
In the inner world, he was the creator of the world, supreme.
Even if the Dao Master entered the inner world, he would be able to manipulate him at will.
The crux of the problem was…
The supreme power he possessed in the inner world could not be brought outside.
In this world, his strength was only at the Golden Immortal realm, which he had just advanced to.
Golden Immortal!
In the Primordial World, one did not even have a basic sense of security, let alone stand out and be awe-inspiring.
Fortunately…
Within the Daoist temple.
Cultivators below the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm would be suppressed and reduced to mortals.
In addition.
He had a supreme-grade Connate Numinous treasure, the Brick, with him.
More or less, this gave Lin Feng something to rely on.
At this moment.
Although he couldn't produce any evidence, Lin Feng's intuition told him that the possibility of him being in the Primordial Great World was extremely high.
Previously, he had thought that the system was too exaggerated. The rewards given were all top-grade.
Now, it seemed like there was a reason for it.
Suddenly.
Lin Feng's gaze swept past.
It fell on the peasant-like pilgrims.
Mystic Immortal?
It was just in time.
Let alone Lin Feng.
Even Ying Zheng, who could not see through his disguise, took a few more glances at Zhu Zizhen.
This person was dressed like a farmer.
However, that arrogant attitude, let alone a farmer, even a general would feel inferior.
After taking a few glances at Zhu Zizhen, who did not look like a bad guest, Ying Zheng reluctantly let Zhu Zizhen come forward.
He didn't know.
At this moment, Zhu Zizhen felt a chill down his spine, his heart pounding.
He had originally planned to sneak into the Taoist temple and take care of Liu Chenxiang.
However, he did not expect it.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, his cultivation base that he had cultivated painstakingly turned into nothingness.
The regret in his heart was self-evident.
In the next moment.
Swoosh!
Zhu Zizhen's figure disappeared from the hall.
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