Chapter 568

Hmm? Is there anything else? "

After reading the letter, Wang Feng found that Hu Liena didn't leave. He couldn't help but ask, "Is there anything else?"

Hu Liena seemed to be thinking about something else. She was awakened by Wang Feng's voice. Her body trembled like a frightened rabbit. Immediately, her face was dyed with a little blush.

"No … no, no."

After saying that, Hu Liena sighed softly and said in a slightly deeper tone,

"Master Popetiff … will go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect tomorrow. Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo are both honorary elders of my Martial Spirit Palace. You should just go through the motions. However, you still have to be careful. "

There was a little concern in her tone.

"Thank you for your concern."

Wang Feng said calmly, "If there's nothing else, I'm going to rest."

"Oh … okay."

Hu Liena turned around and seemed to have something to say. She walked very slowly. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around and said,

"Wang … Wang Wu, will you … stay in the Martial Spirit Palace forever?"

The sudden question stunned Wang Feng. He subconsciously thought that his identity was exposed.

But looking at Hu Liena's bright eyes, Wang Fengxin was relieved.

But he also fell silent.

"Why do you ask?" Wang Feng didn't answer but asked back.

"I … I don't know. I just have a feeling that you will leave the Martial Spirit Palace." Hu Liena shook her head and said in a low voice, "But I really hope that you can stay in the Martial Spirit Palace forever. For more than a month, I feel like I'm dreaming when I saw you come to the Martial Spirit Palace."

Wang Fengxin was slightly shocked.

F * ck, these girls' premonitions are very accurate.

At that time, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong inexplicably had a premonition and guessed his identity.

This Hu Liena was also the same.

Now she actually had a premonition that he would leave the Martial Spirit Palace. Although she didn't guess his identity, it was already exaggerated enough!

However, Wang Feng didn't hesitate and directly answered,

"Since I've joined the Martial Spirit Palace, I won't think about leaving. You don't have to ask this question."

Wang Wu won't leave … but I, Wang Feng, will leave.

Sorry, please forgive me for deceiving you.

Wang Fengxin thought to himself.

In fact, he could have said something ambiguous, but that was not in line with his character.

Moreover, who knew if this was Bibidon's secret instruction to test him?

Hearing this, Hu Liena immediately smiled like a flower as she looked at Wang Feng. She made a sound of acknowledgement and a faint charm involuntarily appeared in her beautiful eyes. Soon after, she gently closed the door and slowly left.

The next day.

Wang Feng and Bishop Salas briefly discussed the internal situation of the Martial Spirit Temple before setting off on their journey.

There were actually quite a lot of experts in the Martial Spirit Temple. Other than him, the platinum bishop, there were three other red-robed bishops who were in charge.

Originally, Sacas wanted to go to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with him, but Wang Feng rejected him.

Every time Wang Feng patrolled a city's Martial Spirit Hall, he would have a detailed understanding of the strength of the hall. He would also check the records of the number of soul masters who came to be certified. This was his job for this trip.

Every time he patrolled a place, Wang Feng felt that the Martial Spirit Hall was really powerful.

In the Martial Spirit Temple of the Heaven Dou Empire, including the Temple Knights, there were close to three digits of soul masters above rank 05 and below rank 25.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that there were hundreds or thousands of soul masters below rank 05 and above rank 85, and they all believed in the Martial Spirit Hall.

On the surface, the strength of the Martial Spirit Hall already showed how powerful it was.

One had to know that this was a soul master!

Even the imperial family of the Heaven Dou Empire might not be able to form a Temple Knights with this number of soul masters.

Bibidon had been running the Martial Spirit Hall for so many years, who knew how much power she was hiding?

Wang Fengxin felt a little heavy.

But soon, he brought the three of them to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

It was worth mentioning that Hu Liena and the other two had all advanced by a level midway.

It was obvious that these days, they had been by his side, cultivating while watching and learning, and their cultivation speed had soared.

This caused the three of them to worship and admire the white-robed Popetiff even more.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

This place didn't seem like the Elephant Armor Sect, which was located in a city. Instead, it was like an otherworldly sect.

Many pavilions stood on the mountainside of a small mountain, and a city could be seen in the distance.

But the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wasn't located in a city.

It was built according to the terrain, just like the Heaven Dou Academy.

On the home ground of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

"Father, who is that white-robed Popetiff? There has been a lot of talk about him recently. "

Ning Rongrong was wearing a pink gauze dress with a snow-white shirt inside. Her hair was neatly combed, and she exuded a unique aura. Faint light flickered, and she gave off a noble and elegant feeling.

Beside her stood Ning Fengzhi and two other Titled Douluo.

Behind Ning Fengzhi, there were many elite disciples of the sect.

"I don't know who he is … but yesterday, Elder Dugu Bo from your school was defeated by him."

Ning Fengzhi lowered his voice and said, "Furthermore, he was defeated very quickly and powerlessly."

"Ah?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned.

Dugu Bo had become much stronger over the past four and a half years, and he was no longer the weakest Titled Douluo. But now, he was defeated so easily?

"I heard that this white-robed Popetiff can control his sword to attack. Even if he's petrified, he won't be obstructed. He's very powerful! If your Uncle Jian was at that level, it would be difficult for him to control his sword to attack. "

Gu Rong shook her head and said, "Furthermore, he hasn't revealed any other abilities. I'm afraid he's not inferior to your Grandpa Jian … "

The Sword Douluo had just reached Rank 42, and he was already one of the top Titled Douluo in the entire continent.

To be able to compare to him …

Ning Rongrong was stunned. Is it that exaggerated?

Ning Rongrong pursed her lips and said softly, "I don't believe you. If Wang Feng was here, I would believe you if you said he's not inferior to Grandpa Jian."

Gu Rong: "…"

Chen Xin: "…"

Ning Fengzhi sighed in his heart when he saw this. He felt a little helpless.

When he left the Pope's Palace, he lied to Ning Rongrong and everyone from the Shrek Academy that Wang Feng would appear in five years.

He wanted to let these five years dilute his feelings for his daughter, but … not only did they not dilute, but they even deepened because of his longing for her day and night.

What a sin!

Especially a few days ago, when she obtained those two wooden carvings from god knows where. Now, she was overjoyed every day, just waiting for the promised time in a few months. She even murmured that Wang Feng would come to see her in advance …

The closer they got to that time, the more worried Ning Fengzhi became. This was because he knew that Wang Feng would never appear.

At this moment, a streak of sword light flashed across the Sword Douluo's eyes.

"He's here!"

His spiritual power was extremely sensitive to swords.

Long after the Sword Douluo finished speaking, the others saw a streak of black light streak across the sky and land on the square of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

At this point, Ning Fengzhi and the others finally saw the white-robed Popetiff!

"Why is he wearing a mask again?"

Ning Rongrong frowned slightly when she saw the white-robed Popetiff. She didn't say anything, but she thought to herself, Hmph, pretending to be mysterious … Is the Martial Spirit Hall learning from Wang Feng? He's wearing a mask!

Ning Rongrong's expression changed slightly when she saw the golden figure behind the white-robed Popetiff.

She clenched her fists when she saw Yan.

Yan's appearance meant that the Pope no longer cared about what happened in the Pope's Palace.

Ning Fengzhi and the two Titled Douluo didn't change their expressions much. They seemed to have guessed it.

Several pairs of eyes fell on Wang Feng.

"The Sect Leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi, greets the white-robed Popetiff."

Ning Fengzhi walked over, crossed his arms, bowed slightly, and said calmly.

With his status and strength, he wasn't inferior to the Snowy Night Emperor. Naturally, he didn't need to bow.

Ning Fengzhi was qualified not to bow even when he saw the Pope.

However, the white-robed Popetiff waved his hand and said,

"Sect Leader Ning, my purpose here is very simple. I'm not here to visit, but to ask for advice. I'm here to visit the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to ask for advice … "

At this point, the white-robed Popetiff said slowly.

"I'm here to ask for advice from the two Titled Douluo in your sect."

As soon as he said this, the people of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect fell silent. Even Hu Liena and the other two behind them were stunned.

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PS: There are four more chapters before 67 o 'clock.

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