Tianzhou City has existed in the world for tens of thousands of years, and it has experienced vicissitudes and is magnificent.

In the central and central areas of the city, eight streets that can accommodate three carriages in parallel crisscross and converge in the very center. At the central point, there is an ancient pagoda crossing the street. The height of the tower is more than 100 zhang, covers an area of nearly one acre, the blue bricks and tiles, the wood and stone are staggered, in the morning light, exude a towering treasure light.

This is the location of the famous Wumeng. The pagoda is suspended in the air, and eight huge stone pillars with a height of one zhang and three feet support the body of the tower, which can accommodate pedestrians, chariots and horses to pass.

Lin Feng was still a few streets away when he saw the towering pagoda, which was so far away from people and so close. It radiates a sacred and undesecrated radiance, but what about the people inside?

The Martial Alliance here is the Martial Alliance that truly dominates the Martial Arts Sect, which is completely different from the 'Martial Alliance' in the River Valley.

Thinking that his line of work had almost decided the life and death of the Kongyang Sect's thousands of years of foundation, Lin Feng was a little apprehensive.

He took a deep breath and rubbed shoulders with a charcoal seller, confronted by a crowd of people, fresh faces, sadness or joy or serenity, everything was so unreal.

There were so many ordinary people living in Tianzhou, which Lin Feng had never thought about before.

Finally came to the bottom of the pagoda, looked at the towering tower in the distance, and approached a fierce and hideous beast.

Eight exquisite towers, with a door in each direction. But Lin Feng turned around a few times, and several doors were closed.

He picked a random door, climbed the stairs, reached out and grabbed the brass ring, and there was a knock.

On the huge door panel, a bronze mirror is inlaid on each side. Not long after the ring, one of the bronze mirrors shook in light and shadow, revealing a pair of huge eyes.

"Who?" Lin Feng heard someone ask, and the voice had already gone out of tune without knowing how it had been processed.

"In the Lower Dragon Wilderness, Kongyang Sect Lin Feng!" Lin Feng reported his name.

"Wait!" That's humane.

With a flash of light, the bronze mirror returned to its original appearance. After about half a cup of tea, the door rumbled open a crack, and Lin Feng flashed in.

Inside the door is a tall and wide corridor, a brick and wood structure building, which looks a little cold and dimly lit.

The building gives a sense of solemnity, too solemn and somewhat oppressive. Lin Feng looked at the scarlet carpet under his feet, it stretched all the way to the end of the corridor, and there were many opposing wooden doors on both sides, tightly closed.

He seemed to be the only one here, but in the shadows there were many pairs of eyes staring at him.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and walked forward.

"Wait!" The voice rose again, cold and arrogant.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes to look in the direction of the voice.

Just above him, in the corner of the ceiling, there was a mechanical crow, its eyes shining with a cold black light, staring at him without blinking. As the man spoke, the mechanical crow's mouth opened and closed.

"You are the Sect Master of the Sin Sect, you are not allowed to take the main path, please turn left." That's humane.

Lin Feng turned to the left, and there was an arched wooden door about four feet high, which suddenly opened with the sound of landing.

He frowned, this door is so low, could it be a dog hole?

"Which one am I going to meet?" Lin Feng said loudly.

"Naturally, I went to see Deacon Hanging Mirror, entered the door and walked straight, turned left in front of me, and the first door." The cold voice was emotionless.

Lin Feng touched the tip of his nose and looked around, his divine sense had already touched the situation on this layer.

He groaned and walked down the corridor.

"Stop! It's not a straight walk, it's in! The voice said.

"I'm not a sinner, and I'm not a dog, and I'm not going to go through this door." Lin Feng said lightly.

The man was silent, and then laughed: "The people of the Sin Sect came to the Martial Alliance, and they still dare to be arrogant? ”

The light in the mechanical crow's eyes went out, and then, a door next to him opened, and a person walked out, looking Lin Feng up and down.

The man was wearing a lake-blue robe, and he was holding a long sword in his hand, and the sword was in the sheath, but it couldn't stop the spread of the cold light. He looked like he was in his twenties, about the same height as Lin Feng, and his eyes were as sharp as a falcon.

He circled around Lin Feng, his face raised slightly, and his chin raised: "You are Lin Feng, the sect master of the Kongyang Sect?" ”

The tone of the tone is full of disdain.

Lin Feng's face was calm: "It's the sect master." ”

"Hehe, every person who wears a sinful body has to go through the door of sin washing, could it be that you have something special?" That's humane.

"I'm not a sinner, and the Kongyang Sect is not a sinner, the real sinner Yuezicheng is dead. When Wu Meng asked me to come, he only explained the truth, and did not say that I was guilty. Lin Feng said, "So, isn't it very unreasonable for you to let me go through this door?" ”

The man was slightly stunned, and was speechless when he was refuted. Good cultivation made him endure his anger, and his face remained calm, but his eyes became colder and colder.

As a half-step acquired martial arts miscellaneous disciple, he has a strong sense of superiority outside. Don't look at the identity of the miscellaneous disciple, but as the saying goes, the maid in the prime minister's mansion is also three grades higher than the county master. Those second- and third-rate forces and families are all vying to encircle them.

Now, this kid is so disrespectful to him, it's just bold. He was already thinking in his heart about how to let Lin Feng know that the elders and the young were inferior.

Hmph, people outside the territory dare to commit crimes in Tianzhou? I'm afraid I don't know how powerful the Wumeng is, right? He was thinking about how to teach Lin Feng a lesson, when suddenly the crow's mouth opened and closed, and someone opened his mouth: "Bring it to me, from the corridor." ”

As soon as the man heard this voice, he immediately became respectful, turned around to the mechanical crow, bowed down and said, "Disciple takes orders!" ”

Then, he straightened up again and said proudly to Lin Feng: "Count yourself lucky, come with me." ”

He strode forward, and when he passed by Lin Feng's side, he deliberately turned sideways, for fear that the two would make physical contact. It seems that Lin Feng is a plague, as long as he touches it, he will be infected.

Lin Feng calmly followed, walked to the end and turned around, and soon came to the so-called Hanging Mirror Deacon in the mouth.

At this time, Deacon Hanging Mirror was sitting behind the long case, holding a cup of tea in his hand. The tea smoke curled, making his facial features unreal.

A long beard hung down on his chest, and Sun Jiang looked heroic and upright. In fact, Elder Wei's words were echoing in his ears: "That Lin Feng, if he has multiple culpabilities, he will be charged with multiple hats!" I'm going to send him to eighteen floors of hell! ”

Wei Yuntao, one of the high-ranking and powerful figures in the Wumeng, he would never say biased words so rashly, but this time, he said it clearly.

Sun Jiang was not a fool, so he naturally knew what this meant—the slightly unruly young man in front of him seemed to offend Elder Wei a lot.

Suddenly, Sun Jiang remembered one thing, it was rumored that the only son of the Wei family died violently, could it be related to this young man?

(End of chapter)