Su Daoxing built the temple and carved the statue, and then he picked up the plaque, wrote the two big words "Holy Temple" on it, and hung it at the door of the holy temple.

Su Han, Su Hongjiao, Su Liuzhi, and Su Duan looked at the holy temple curiously, they didn't feel the difference in the holy temple, it was just an ordinary temple.

"Childe, has the temple been built?" Su Hongxiang walked to Su Daoxing's side and asked softly.

Su Daoxing said happily: "Master Red Makeup, the shape of the holy temple has been built, and only when I imprint 10,000 holy marks on every inch of the bricks and stones of the holy temple according to the method of the ghost saint, so that the holy temple will become a holy temple completely, it will be considered a holy temple." ”

"Oh. Su Hongxiang didn't seem to understand, she walked to the side of her guards, and continued to use her flying sword to force back the undead who tried to approach her.

Su Daoxing began to carve the holy mark on the holy temple, and he carved the holy record very seriously, because the ghost saint's book wrote that the holy record is the most critical step in building the holy temple, and only when the holy memory is accurately carved, the holy temple will become a holy temple that truly transcends the dead.

The days on the Peak of the Dead were very boring for the four protectors, but for Su Dao, who was bent on carving the holy memory, he woke up and said that the days were very interesting. In this way, Su Daoxing spent more than a year carving 10,000 holy marks on the temple.

In a flash!

The temple exudes a quaint atmosphere, like an ancient temple that has stood on the Peak of the Dead for thousands of years.

The words on the plaque on the temple exude holy breath, just like the holy words mentioned on the plaque at the entrance of Huaqing Mansion, the holy words exude holy breath.

The statue of Su Daoxing in the temple is vivid, connected with Su Daoxing's bloodline, and Su Daoxing even feels that the statue is a part of his body that has been separated.

In the past, the Holy Temple was just an ordinary temple in the eyes of the four protectors, at this moment, the four protectors looked at the Holy Temple in surprise, they looked at the Holy Temple as if they had seen the Holy Temple of the Eastern Earth Dynasty, this feeling was very strange, they couldn't believe that Su Daoxing, the Three Flails Martial King, could build a real Holy Temple.

The temple was completed, Su Dao was shocked, the fourth shackle on his body was broken, he became the four flail martial kings of the mortal realm at this moment, his senses were more keen, and he could enter a mysterious realm at any time, in his eyes, everything was delicate.

A red leaf fell in the air, Su Daoxing took the red leaf casually, and with a wave of his hand, the red leaf pierced into the rock in the distance like a sharp blade.

"I became the Martial King of the Four Flails, and I was able to reach the point where the leaves could be turned into sharp blades to kill. Su Daoxing was shocked again, he picked up the stone casually and hit it, as if shooting a sharp arrow.

Su Daoxing was now at a state where everything in the world could be turned into his weapon, and he experienced the power of the Four Flails Martial King.

"Four masters, the temple can transform the undead, please let the four masters put the undead in. Su Daoxing bowed to the four protectors and thanked them for accompanying him to build the temple for nearly three years.

The four protectors hurriedly returned the salute, Su Duan put away his knife, Su Hongxiang put away his sword, Su Han put away his abacus, and Su Liuzhi retracted his outstretched fingers.

Woooooo

One by one, the spirits of the dead rushed towards the temple.

The holy breath emanating from the temple froze the spirits of the undead approaching the temple in place, and a series of holy sounds came from inside.

"This Dao Sacred Sound is the one that the Ten Thousand Dao Sacred Memories come into play. Su Daoxing explained to the four protectors.

The four protectors had a sense of absurdity, and when they saw an undead spirit washed away by the holy sound, the negative energy turned into a pure energy absorbed by the statue of Su Daoxing in the holy temple, the feeling was even more ridiculous.

Su Daoxing could feel that the statue of himself placed in the holy temple was absorbing a stream of energy.

When the Holy Temple transformed into ten undead spirits, Su Daoxing drew runes one by one in the void with both hands, and his mind moved, and a huge force flew out of the Holy Temple, directly from the top of his head into his body.

That power was refining Su Daoxing's body, and at the same time improving Su Daoxing's understanding.

The temple is a container that holds the power of the undead, and then feeds back to Su Daoxing.

"It's successful!" Su Daoxing felt an increase in his understanding, and at the same time felt that his physical body was more powerful, and couldn't help but cheer.

The ghost god doctrine of the ghost saint records the role of the holy temple, and the holy temple is a doppelganger of the founder, which can feed back the power to the founder, which is equivalent to blinding the heavens, and the founder does not have the strength of the saint, but is getting the benefits that the saint can get.

Usually, the temple is storing power, and the power is gathered on the statue, and Su Daoxing can receive the power in the statue at any time and turn it into his own power.

There was a strange scene on the Peak of the Dead, where thousands of undead stood motionless around a holy temple like a rally.

There are still a few months left before the three-year time, since Su Daoxing has been on vacation for three years, he has to spend these three years and then return to Huaqing Mansion, he is refining his physical body every day with the power fed back to him by the temple, and the physical body is already strong beyond his cognition, and his comprehension is already higher than everyone else.

A middle-aged man suddenly appeared on the Peak of the Undead, and he was none other than Mr. Suda.

Seeing the undead standing around the temple, Mr. Su Da was slightly moved, pondered for a moment, and restrained himself from the idea of exploring the temple.

"I've seen Mr. Su!"

Su Daoxing and the others got up and saluted Mr. Su Da.

"Three years have passed, so leave the Peak of the Dead. Mr. Su Da casually shot out the iron cable, connecting the two peaks.

Su Hongjiao, Su Han, Su Liuzhi, Su Daoxing, and Su Duan left the Undead Peak along the iron cable.

Mr. Su Da left the Peak of the Dead, put away the iron cable, and disappeared into the fog.

Su Daoxing is now the Martial King of the Four Flails, and he doesn't need the guards of his master at all, so he left Weishan directly along the road he came.

Su Daoxing and the five of them ran wildly all the way towards Huaqing Mansion.

Outside Huaqing Mansion, the four protectors said goodbye, they had a residence outside Huaqing Mansion, and only Su Daoxing was qualified to live in Huaqing Mansion.

On this day, it is the first day of September every year, and students come to Huaqing Mansion from all directions.

Dada!

Su Daoqing came to the gate of Huaqing Mansion.

At this time, a group of unicorns carried a group of students to the gate, and the first two unicorns carried a pair of men and women who looked like beautiful people.

"Look, Su Daolin is here, he is one of the top ten genius martial kings of the Eastern Earth Dynasty. ”

"Oh my God, Concubine Kong has come to Huaqing Mansion, isn't she in the Dongtu Imperial Academy, how could she come to Huaqing Mansion, if she comes to Huaqing Mansion to study, it will be good. ”

Soon, some martial kings at the gate of Huaqing Mansion recognized the identities of the pair of men and women, and it was the children of the Kong family and the Su family who followed behind Su Daolin and Kong Feixuan.

Su Daoxing saw Su Daolin, and Su Daolin saw Su Daoxing at the same time.

In the Su family, Su Daolin is a god-like existence, and the whole family revolves around him, he is the future helmsman of the Su family, and his status is supreme.

A child of the Kong family with a gloomy face behind Kong Feixuan stared at Su Daoxing.

"Are you the ghost genius Su Daoxing?" The gloomy face of the Confucian family is Kong Liang, he is a three-flail martial king, is one of Kong Feixuan's suitors, he won Kong Feixuan's heart because of Su Daolin, and he hates the Su family to the core, he knows that he is not Su Daolin's opponent, so he can only swallow his anger, when he sees Su Daoxing, his eyes lit up, and he felt that he had found a punching bag.

"Exactly. Su Daoxing responded without humility or arrogance.

"I heard that you are a waste of the Su family, and you have entered Huaqing Mansion by relying on the relationship of the Su family's worship, and you have not stepped into the mortal realm for a year after entering Huaqing Mansion, you are simply a waste of waste. Kong Liang fell to Su Daoxing's side and looked at Su Daoxing mockingly.

Su Daolin and Kong Feixuan both knew that Kong Liang wanted to teach Su Daoxing a lesson, but neither of them said anything to stop them.

"Shoot, let it prove that you are not even as good as trash. Su Daoxing saw through Kong Liang's purpose at a glance and directly let the opponent shoot.

"Hmph!" Kong Liang snorted coldly, he was a dignified Martial King of the Three Flails, how could he take a concubine of the Su family in his eyes, and if he was bullied, he would be bullied.

Shout!

Kong Liang made a straight punch, and the speed and strength of the punch far exceeded others, and the purpose was to knock Su Daoxing down with one punch.

Su Dao woke up his palm, and his palm wrapped around Kong Liang's fist, and with a force, Kong Liang's fist was directly broken.

Kong Liang let out a low roar of pain, and he kicked at Su Daoxing, and Su Daoxing's figure flashed, appeared behind Kong Liang, and kicked Kong Liang's leg.

Kong Liang fell directly to the ground.

Su Dao made a move, slashed his palm on Kong Liang's neck, stunned Kong Liang, and then walked towards the Huaqing Mansion.

"I didn't expect my scrap brother to become the Four Flails Martial King, and the Three Flails Martial King Kong Liang was all over the ground looking for teeth. Su Daolin looked at Su Daoxing, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Kong Feixuan just glanced at Su Daoxing lightly, and didn't pay much attention.

Some students spread the news that the ghost talent Su Daoxing defeated the three flail martial arts king Kong Liang, and the students of Huaqing Mansion had forgotten the ghost talent Su Daoxing, and at this moment, they remembered this number one again.

Huaqing Mansion is very vast, Su Daoxing came directly to a residential area of Huaqing Mansion, and he came to a courtyard outside.

In the courtyard is a row of bungalows, which is Su Daoxing's residence in Huaqing Mansion, of course, he lives with three students.

At this moment in the courtyard, the three students are practicing hard.

Su Daoxing walked into the other courtyard.

"The ghost has just returned. ”

It is Zhu Wenchang who practices flying swords in the courtyard, and it is Song Wu who is practicing physical skills, and it is Song Wu who is practicing physical skills.

Su Daoxing nodded slightly at the three of them.

"The ghost talent must have learned peerless martial arts after taking a three-year leave of absence, so let Song learn the best tricks. "Song Wu was born poor, and he was able to enter Huaqing Mansion by his own ability, he looked down on the family that used his relationship to enter Huaqing Mansion, the son of Xungui, and he decided to give Su Daoxing, a noble child who entered the mansion by relying on the Su family, a profound lesson.