"Sky City, I'm here. Sima Jinzun's throat swelled with a low voice, but his eyes flashed with a gloomy cold light, "Luo Feng, do you think that everything you have done can hide from the world and sit back and relax? Even if you are already an elder disciple, old man, you have to expose your crimes." ”

Sima Jinzun got out of the carriage and walked slowly through the city.

When the news that the elite of the Three Thousand Wolf Smoke Army he sent out was defeated by Luo Feng came back, Sima Jinzun made the decision to go to Zizhou Sky City in person.

Sima Jinzun knew that his current strength and status could no longer be compared with Luo Feng.

This time, Sima Jinzun came to Sky City this time, and he was already in ruin, and he made a desperate bet.

"Luo Feng, I won't let you be so carefree, stay in the Purple God Palace to practice, you have to pay the price for what you have done. Sima Jinzun's face was extremely hideous, and he was ruthless.

The thirty-six peaks of the Purple Shrine are majestic and magnificent, and each of the sacred mountains has a divine light and an extraordinary breath.

Night falls.

On the Drunken Dragon Peak, suddenly, another explosion sounded, which was deafening, and the entire Drunken Dragon Peak seemed to shake.

In a bamboo forest, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, heard the sound, opened his eyes, and shook his head gently, this is the second explosion this month.

"The master has experimented too often during this time, but unfortunately, they have all found the wrong way. Luo Feng muttered to himself, he felt that the time was almost up, and he had been practicing in Drunken Dragon Peak for a while, so he could show something in a timely manner.

In front of Luo Feng, there is a secret codex, the so-called codex, which is annotated by predecessors, and wrote their own experiences in it, so that future generations can cultivate and understand.

This codex was obtained by Luo Feng from the trading market that day, together with ancient paintings.

It is a secret book about flying knives, and the understanding of this codex makes Luo Feng feel that his perception of flying knives has deepened more and more, and he has been able to master the "Three Styles of Knives", which is powerful.

"Similar to the Codex, in the Purple God Palace, there must be a lot. Luo Feng sighed in his heart, "The Purple Divine Palace has a long history, and there are many strong people, leaving behind various codexes for future generations to understand, which is the greatest wealth of a great force." For Luo Feng, this is what attracts him the most about the Purple Divine Palace, these codexes are equivalent to famous teachers, even if they describe the path of cultivation they take, they have a role in enlightenment.

"History is like smoke, the strong are like clouds, in the Zibao Building, all kinds of codex, must be massive. Luo Feng suddenly had an idea in his heart, he wanted to hurry up, get some military merits, and enter the Zibao Tower.

Luo Feng is not arrogant, he is only thirty-nine on the list of Tianjiao in the Purple Divine Palace, and the Tianjiao in the first place is even more known as the chosen son who broke the shackles of the nine realms. Luo Feng is still in a catch-up position!

Luo Feng walked out of the residence, and soon came to the ruins of the explosion, and heard Ding Fuyu's muttering, "How is it possible?

Luo Feng stood quietly aside.

After his emotions gradually recovered, Ding Fuyu looked up at Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, why are you here?"

"Master, I have a request for something. Luo Feng smiled and said in a deep voice, "These days, I have been studying the tattoo manual handed over to me by my master day and night, and I have a lot of insights and inspiration, so I ...... I dare to ask the master to lend me a tattooed shield, and I feel that I can find a way......"

Ding Fuyu was stunned directly.

Half-ringing, he couldn't help asking, "These days, you've been studying the tattoo?"

"Of course. Luo Feng nodded as a matter of course.

Ding Fuyu's mind was a little complicated.

Finally someone agreed with the pattern he studied, if it was many years ago, Ding Fuyu would be ecstatic because he accepted such a true disciple.

Can ...... now

Failure after failure made Ding Fuyu's head more and more gray hairs, and the blow to him became bigger and bigger.

He was really worried that he would miss Luo Feng's future.

"Luo Feng, starting tomorrow, half of the time will be spent studying the Tattoo Dao, and the other half of the time will be spent on the martial arts, and you can't fall behind. Ding Fuyu said solemnly.

"I see. Luo Feng nodded.

Ding Fuyu looked at Luo Feng with satisfaction in his eyes, and after a moment, he sighed, "It's okay, the old man feels that in his lifetime, I am afraid it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the tattoo path, you inherit my mantle and study it, I believe that the tattoo path will one day shock the realm of heaven and hell!"

"It will be, and the master will definitely be able to see that day. Luo Feng's gaze was extremely firm.

Ding Fuyu smiled, didn't take Luo Feng's words to heart, took out a tattooed shield, handed it to Luo Feng, and at the same time told him not to abandon martial arts.

Luo Feng repeatedly reassured and nodded one after another.

"By the way, master, if you crack the pattern on the pattern shield, is this considered a military achievement?" Luo Feng couldn't help but ask, "How much can it be calculated?"

"How much can it be calculated?" Ding Fuyu's eyes looked at Luo Feng a little strangely, this apprentice's heart is a little big, he has only been in contact with the pattern for less than two months, and his ambition is higher than the sky, he has studied the pattern all his life, and he has not gained it yet.

"Do you know how many people there are in the white-clothed army?" asked Ding Fuyu.

"How much?"

"It can be called the elite of the official white-clothed army, more than 500,000! And distributed in various states, all kinds of elite troops, in fact, can be regarded as a branch of the white-clothed army, and when necessary, the white-clothed army will select talents from among them to replenish fresh blood, and the number of them is even more amazing. Ding Fuyu said in a deep voice, "As for the tattooed shields, as far as I know, there are only less than 30,000 tattooed shields in the tattooed arsenal of the Purple Divine Palace, and these tattooed shields will become fewer and fewer, and once a war breaks out, they will be consumed faster." ”

After a pause, Ding Fuyu looked at Luo Feng, "You can imagine what it means to the Purple Divine Palace once the tattooed shield is successfully cracked, right?" If you convert military merits, this military merit ......" Ding Fuyu pondered for a moment, raised his head and shook his head, "Immeasurable." ”

Luo Feng's eyes lit up.

Ding Fuyu saw it in his eyes, sighed secretly, and didn't say much, when he first studied the tattoo, he was also full of confidence, and felt that he was extremely close to success.

The morning glow is inlaid with the horizon, and a round of tomorrow appears, shining brightly and shining on the earth.

As usual, the disciples of the thirty-six peaks of the Purple Divine Palace began their early morning cultivation.

Epanfeng!

Among the thirty-six peaks of the Purple Shrine, it ranks twenty-ninth.

Early in the morning, at the foot of Epan Peak, a person appeared, with white hair scattered, shirtless upper body, eyes showing determination, carrying thorns, step by step, walked to Epan Peak, in front of the stone steps at the foot of Epan Peak, suddenly knelt down.

"Purple Divine Palace, attached to Songzhou, the head of the Sima family, Sima Jinzun, is here today, and I beg Elder Gulin to receive you. Sima Jinzun's voice was filled with grief and indignation, hoarse, and the vibrating sound was resounding, and it shook the sky.

For a while, the entire Epan Peak directly shook.