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"My dignity cannot be provoked". The childlike smile of the emperor disappeared, and he became unusually vicious, without a sense of holiness.

"Are you worthy of the power of holiness?" Song Zhuang roared with gloomy eyes.

"It's up to you, at least you're not qualified to have the power of holiness!!".

Emperor Shu smiled sarcastically, then looked away and stopped looking at Song Zhuang.

Song Zhuang's eyes froze, and he was full of anger in his heart, but he could only clench his fists, put this anger in his heart, and shifted his gaze to look at Lin Feng.

"I announce that Lin Feng has officially become the Supreme Elder."

After Xuanyuan Mu was stunned for a while, he announced with a smile on his face that Lin Feng had finally become the Supreme Elder.

All the disciples knelt on the ground, and the whole audience cheered.

Lin Feng felt a little dreaming, but at this moment, he changed from death to life, and from a second-generation disciple to one of the highest people in the Divine Sect.

Emperor Shu, who used to be his own uncle, is now only his junior brother, and if he wants to kill himself, he has to weigh it, because he is already an elder like him.

Emperor Shu's eyes sank, and he glanced at Lin Feng, feeling a little angry and unwilling in his heart, obviously completely angered by Lin Feng's provocation.

Lin Feng didn't know that his silent array had made this super powerhouse completely hold a grudge.

Emperor Shu was about to leave here, but Xuanyuan Mu stood respectfully in front of Emperor Shu and said with a smile: "Please give Lin Feng the identity token of Elder Taishang?" ”

"Here you go". Emperor Shu's childlike face was full of gloomy indifference, and with a flick of his left hand, a golden token was thrown out, still at Lin Feng's feet.

Humiliation, this is public humiliation.

Lin Feng and Emperor Shu are both at the level of the Supreme Elder, and there is no longer a question of dignity and inferiority, so Emperor Shu can only humiliate Lin Feng, and the latter's strength is weak, and he can't beat Emperor Shu, so the latter just wants to humiliate Lin Feng at will because of this advantage.

Lin Feng looked at the token that was still under his feet, as well as Xuanyuan Mu's hands stopped in mid-air, and the different expressions of several other holy sons, Lin Feng's eyes became gloomy, his left foot was raised, and with a snap, the token was trampled by Lin Feng.

"From today onwards, I, Lin Feng, will be an unlicensed Supreme Elder, who can help me?"

Lin Feng shouted angrily, glanced at the Emperor Book, and after sneering, he stepped up and slowly left the high platform, without giving the Emperor Book any face.

If you don't give me face in the emperor's book, why should I save face for you? You want to kill me? Yes, just come.

It's just that when the time comes, you're afraid that the emperor book will be installed by everyone again to kill the weak with his strength, and kill people just because he is unhappy, how can the emperor book be able to convince the public at that time?

Lin Feng left the canonization ceremony, he, the protagonist, left, and Song Zhuang naturally left here behind Lin Feng.

The rest of the people were all embarrassed and didn't know what to do.

"Everyone can leave". Emperor Shu snorted, and his childish voice became sinister, making many people know the belly of this Supreme Elder.

It seems that there is a saying that is true, the more people in high positions, the smaller their hearts and eyes, but the more generous they must pretend, because they want both a glorious surface and self-esteem.

The four holy sons were the first to leave Gaotai, and they didn't have much friendship with the emperor's book, and there was no need to give the emperor's book a message.

Emperor Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, watching the four holy sons leave, he silently clenched his fists, if it weren't for the Great Holy Son Shenghui, he really wanted to teach the three holy sons behind him a lesson.

Emperor Shu also left, but he remembered one person, Lin Feng!!

Originally, when he first came, Emperor Shu maintained a normal heart, but gradually discovered that Lin Feng's was not simple, Emperor Shu was afraid that one day, Lin Feng would climb on top of his head, so he wanted to strangle the enemy in the cradle, but he didn't expect it, but he was humiliated.

From now on, I, Lin Feng, will be an unlicensed Supreme Elder, who can help me?

I'm afraid that this kind of domineering words will spread throughout the entire Divine Domain after today.

This authorization ceremony ended in an extremely unhappy way, Xuanyuan Mu was the most embarrassed, he was the one who presided over the main hall, but it was the master who lost his face, so he had no way.

At night, with the stars dotting, Lin Feng left the Divine Sect alone with a few bottles of wine brewed by Tang Youyou, came to a river, sat on the bridge, and drank alone.

"Drunk and painful to drink a thousand glasses of wine, open heart both in the world, a long sword is also called the end of the world, in a hurry for a hundred years, the children and grandchildren are full, only the love and righteousness have regrets, friends and brothers are divided left and right, where to find confidants? Woohoo, it hurts too! Mourn also! ”。

Lin Feng looked up at the starry sky, looked at a bright moon, and drank a bottle of wine.

"What about the pain? What about mourning? Chic alone with a sword to the end of the world, a hundred years of fame, but only seek the top of the martial arts, there is also a red face, where is it difficult to find, the heart is like a rock, how can he not get it at all? ”

Before Lin Feng's wine poem fell, a long laugh came from behind him, and then another poem, which matched Lin Feng's poem very neatly.

Lin Feng didn't need to turn around to know that Song Zhuang was coming over again, the latter was like his own shadow, since he met Song Zhuang in the fighting arena, it seemed that Song Zhuang had never left his side.

"Why are you here too?" Lin Feng threw the wine bottle into the long river under his feet, floated away along the eastward stream, and asked Song Zhuang sideways.

Song Zhuang sat beside Lin Feng with a smile on his face, carrying two jars of wine in his hands, and said with a smile: "I wanted to take the wine, you and I can drink it, but I didn't expect that you came here by yourself, what, do you have something on your mind?" ”

Song Zhuang asked with a bright smile on his face, put a bottle of wine under him, opened a bottle of wine and took a few sips.

"Would you like to take a sip of my wine, it's good wine." Song Zhuang handed the altar wine in his hand to Lin Feng, Lin Feng hesitated but took the altar wine, took a sip, and suddenly stared.

"What kind of wine is this?" Lin Feng only felt that he had taken a sip of wine, and his whole person calmed down, and Fang Cai's sorrow seemed to be swept away.

This wine is different from the wine made by Tang Youyou, the wine of Youyou, a sip of it, the flame can increase the vitality and recover the injury, but this wine can relieve sorrow and calm the mind.

"This is my own wine, and it's called, Sorrowful." Song Zhuang looked up at the stars and muttered.

"Worried? Well, good wine". Lin Feng groaned, and then laughed lightly.

"Give you a taste of my wine". Lin Feng handed over the wine brewed by Youyou, Song Zhuang took it and took a sip, his face immediately turned red, and a burning sensation spread in Song Zhuang's abdomen.

"This is really a strong wine, and it can even increase its weak Yuan Power." Song Zhuang was a little surprised that Lin Feng's wine still had such a curative effect.

"This is also the wine of my hometown, no, it should be said that it is the wine of my second hometown".

After Lin Feng finished speaking, he denied it again, his hometown is the earth, and although the wine there has no curative effect, there is a strong hometown feeling.

And the wine brewed by this secluded should be the best wine in the Nine Heavens Continent.

"It seems that you still have a lot of sorrow in your heart, if it is convenient, you can talk to me."

Song Zhuang put down the wine jar and looked at Lin Feng, his tone became solemn.

Lin Feng glanced at Song Zhuang, the latter's background was mysterious, but he could see that Song Zhuang was sincere to him, and there should be no purpose.

"I'm not from this Kamiru, you know?"

Lin Feng took a sip of the wine brewed by Song Zhuang, and then threw out a very surprising word, but Song Zhuang only nodded lightly, without the slightest surprise.

"Aren't you surprised?" Lin Feng looked at Song Zhuang and asked in a deep voice.

"You're from the Nine Heavens Continent, right?"

Song Zhuang asked with a smile on his face, but it made Lin Feng surprised, because this was already the second person who knew where he came from, but he was not surprised, the first was the Sword Sect's Sect Master Zijian.

"It seems that you also know about the Nine Heavens Continent."