When Shen Yanshu Temple, he was really shocked by the scene in front of him, only to see that the road leading to the Divine Tree Temple was crowded with people, many people with gifts in their hands, and they came to ask for a sign very devoutly.

"I'm a good girl, why are there so many people here?" Shen Yan was dumbfounded, the people here, just a cursory look, there are no less than a thousand people, doesn't it mean that there are only three hangings a day? There are so many people, even the Dao Leader can't see it, and besides, is this sacred tree really that magical?

"Uncle, you are so old, and you still come here to ask for a signature?" Shen Yan saw a trembling old man, on crutches and carrying a gift in his hand, and it seemed that he had also come to ask for a signature.

"Young man, my wife is seriously ill, and I have come here to ask the Taoist chief for a pair of medicine to save my wife's life." Uncle said in a trembling voice.

"Uncle, you are so sincere, God will definitely bless your wife, she will live a hundred years old." Shen Yan gently patted his uncle's shoulder, and an aura was injected into his body, as long as he returned home and touched his wife with his fingers, this aura could save his life.

"Young man, I promise your good words. Ay! It's just that this wind master is too busy, and he only tells three people a day, and he doesn't know when it will be my turn. The old man sighed, quite helpless.

"Uncle, I, I have also learned some divination skills, you just need to go back to your wife's side now, hold her hand in the palm of your hand, let her get better quickly, within three days, she will definitely recover." Shen Yan said with a smile.

"Young man, you are not old enough to understand this?" The old man didn't believe it a little, after all, Shen Yan was too young, and what came out of his mouth was really hard to believe.

"Uncle, you can rest assured, you see so many people here, when will it be your turn, if you don't believe it, you can go home and give it a try, and you don't care about this bit of effort, don't you say? It's really not good, I'll give you a place here, if it's not good, you can come again, it's always okay! Shen Yan said with a smile.

This uncle is so old, for the sake of his wife, he can come to the tree god to ask for medicine, in Shen Yan's opinion, he is a person worth helping, the most ordinary and the happiest, nothing is better than this.

And this is also the life that Shen Yan yearns for the most, from green silk to white hair, and can think about each other, such a person should not spend his old age in illness, if he doesn't meet it, it's just that, since he has met, Shen Yan will naturally not ignore it.

"Alright, young man, then I'll go back first." Although the old man didn't believe Shen Yan's words, he also felt that what Shen Yan said was reasonable, he had been waiting in line here for a week, and he didn't dare to go home at night, just to be able to ask for a pair of medicines.

Watching the old man leave step by step, Shen Yan smiled, and then looked at this Divine Tree Temple, to be able to have such an adult come to worship, thinking that this so-called Wind Master must have some ability.

"Today's Wind Master's three hangings have been counted, and I invite you to come back tomorrow." A young man who looked like a Taoist boy walked out, looked at everyone and said.

"Hey! Is it my turn, you said that it would be nice if this wind master could count a few more hangs. A middle-aged man sighed, he had been in line for half a month, and it was about to be his turn, but he was blocked again.

"Who says it's not, but Master Feng is straightforward, and I don't know how many people are waiting in line, so you, just be patient." An old man lifted his glasses and said.

Although Dao Tong's words disappointed everyone, no one dared to go wild here, on the one hand, because once he was wild here, Master Feng would not show the slightest mercy and would not settle fortunes with that person, on the other hand, everyone waiting in line here knew that Master Feng himself was also a martial arts master.

There were once people who were not satisfied with the rules of Master Feng, relying on their own brute strength, after Master Feng finished the three hangings, he broke in, but he was carried out not long after, his nose and eyes were swollen, like a pig's head, this kind of tough means stunned everyone, and soon spread around here, so that everyone was dumbfounded, and they did not dare to go wild here, whether you are rich or poor, you have to wait quietly here.

But just when everyone shook their heads and sighed and wanted to sit down and wait for tomorrow's three hangings, a young man walked quietly by.

"Hey, what does this guy want to do? Didn't he know the rules of Master Wind? Someone saw the young man and couldn't help asking.

"Hehe, I'm still too young, I don't know how powerful Master Feng is, I actually feel like it's wild here, I think he's impatient." Some people laughed, and thought that this was entertainment, after all, they waited here every day, and after a long time, they felt bored and bored. Someone came over and wanted to provoke Master Feng, which in their eyes could be regarded as a unique form of entertainment.

"This gentleman, today's three hangings are over, please come back tomorrow." Dao Tong looked at Shen Yan, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and then he said calmly.

After so many years, there are indeed many people who have questioned Master Feng's rules, but most of them have ended miserably, and after watching too much, they feel that this matter is commonplace.

"Please give this thing to Master Feng, I want him to meet me." Shen Yang took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it directly to Dao Tong and said.

Dao Tong took the paper and looked at it, but his heart trembled suddenly, from this paper, he felt a huge breath, this kind of breath he had only experienced in Master Feng, could it be that this young man was like Master Feng, a fairy-like figure?

Thinking of this, Dao Tong couldn't help but glance at Shen Yan more, this young man was indeed a little different from what he had met before, "You wait a minute, I'll leave it to Master Feng." ”

Dao Tong said a word, and walked towards the Divine Tree Temple.

Everyone was a little surprised, because this Dao Tong had a relatively indifferent expression towards everyone, and he was like this when he saw Shen Yan before, but when he received the paper handed over by Shen Yan, his face became a little different, could it be that this young man really had something big to do?

In the Sacred Tree Temple, Master Feng sat quietly on a futon, feeling the blessing of the power of incense, and his own understanding of the Tao was also deeper.

He was wearing a blue robe, and he was not very old, only in his twenties, but there was a flash of essence in his eyes from time to time, showing that he was extraordinary.

"The ancestor said that only by doing good deeds and accumulating virtue, saving the dead and helping the wounded, can we exchange the purest and most pious power of incense, and it seems that this is really the case." Feeling the power in his body, Feng Su was slightly intoxicated. "It's just that this matter of leaking the heavenly secret is too important, and it will attract the punishment of the power of the Heavenly Dao, even with my cultivation, I can only hang it three times a day, and any more will attract the backlash of the power of the Heavenly Dao, and then the gains will outweigh the losses."

Feng Su sighed, the power of this incense is extraordinary, if it can be obtained continuously, it will be a great creation for him, but he must also be bound by the rules of the Heavenly Dao, otherwise it will be harmful and useless.

"Master!" At this time, Daotong knocked on the door and walked in.

"What's the matter?" Kazesu asked, with no joy or sorrow on his face.

"Master, there is a young man outside the temple gate, let me hand over this paper to you." Dao Tong handed over the paper and said very respectfully.

"Didn't you say it, if you want to find me for divination, you need to wait in line, this is the rule, no one is allowed to violate it!" Feng Su's eyes bloomed with a fine light, and he said a little unpleasantly, so frightened that Dao Tong immediately knelt down.

Although he was unhappy in his heart, Feng Su still made a move with his palm and took the piece of paper in his hand.

However, the moment he got the paper, the eyes of the whole person suddenly became golden, and from this paper, he also felt a grand aura, which was no worse than the powerhouses of the Heavenly God Realm.

And the moment he opened the paper, his pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly, only to see that there was a golden font "Sui" on the paper.

"Sui", this word is not simple, but it is the unique clan of their Suiren clan, in the whole world, no one dares to use this word, since the young man put this word in front of him, doesn't it mean that this person already knows his identity?

"My ancient Yue clan, the Suiren clan has been hidden for thousands of years, even those old guys in Huaxia may not be able to find us, what is the origin of this young man, he can actually know the place where my Suiren clan lives." Fengsu's brows furrowed, and the power of his soul couldn't help but unfold, to see who it was that could actually find here.

Shen Yan is now quietly at the door of the Tree Temple, and he did not break in, if this Wind Master is really related to the Suiren Clan, if he breaks through by himself, it will cause some unnecessary trouble, and writing that word by himself is equivalent to a worship sticker.

"Sure enough, it's them!" Shen Yan raised his head suddenly, and in his perception, a powerful soul power appeared, and the strength of this soul power also reached the level of the Heavenly God Spirit, which was equivalent to the powerhouse of the Heavenly God Realm.

That is to say, this Wind Master is a terrifying existence that is comparable to the powerhouses of the Heavenly God Realm!

"Since Master Feng has appeared, why don't you talk to him?" Shen Yan sent out a soul voice.

In the Tree Temple, Feng Su withdrew his soul power, his expression was slightly solemn, and the soul strength of the Heavenly Spirit was only perceptible to the strong people of the Heavenly God, and this young man had actually reached the realm of the Heavenly God.

"In Huaxia, when did such a terrifying soul cultivator appear!" Feng Su couldn't help muttering, "Then I'll take a look at where you came from, although my Suiren clan is hidden, not everyone is qualified to step in!" ”

(End of chapter)