Linfeng used the key to open the lock, a little jerky, it was difficult to poke in, twisted hard, took off the lock, took it in his hand and weighed it gently, it was very light, it was rusty on it, obviously it has experienced many years of wind and rain, which also means that this lock has not been opened for many years.

"What a no-brainer!"

Linfeng sighed softly in his heart, squeaked and pushed the door open, the sound of the door shaft turning was very harsh, and Linfeng subconsciously grinned.

As soon as the door opened, with the influx of outside air, a strong musty smell came out, "Phew!" Linfeng spat a mouthful, and his right hand was rapidly stirred in front of his nose, and it took a while to feel that the taste was lighter, and it was possible that he had slightly adapted to this smell, so it didn't smell as bad as before.

"I really don't know how many years no one has come in, heh! I can only clean it myself!"

Lin Feng glanced at the room, and found that everything was covered with a thick layer of dust, the four windows of the room were closed, and a small square guest table was placed on a set of dusty tea sets, and four benches were placed around the four sides below.

On the bed was a yellow quilt folded into tofu blocks, locked to the bed by dust, perhaps this quilt was not yellow, but was obscured by yellow dust.

Linfeng raised his right hand and patted it lightly forward, and suddenly the four windows were pushed open by force, hitting the wall and shaking gently.

Then Linfeng grabbed the void again, and suddenly a gust of wind and smoke rose in the room, quickly converging under Linfeng's claws, and soon condensed into a big earth ball, and Linfeng threw the earth ball out of the room with a flick of his hand.

Retracted his mana, walked to the guest table, reached out and touched it, and a faint handprint appeared on the table.

"It seems that my control of mana is still not fine enough, and it is far worse than my sister-in-law!"

Lin Feng looked at the handprint on the table and muttered to himself lightly, then clapped his hands, his face was slightly disappointed, just this small comparison, he could find a huge gap between himself and the cultivator of the God Control Realm.

Let's do it! What the mana can't do, you can only scrub it with a rag by yourself, smacking your lips in the wind, a monk needs to clean like a mortal, it's too embarrassing.

Did the guy in the Recording Hall deliberately tidy himself up and give himself a room that no one had lived in for so long, Lin Feng thought to himself.

But soon this idea was rejected by himself, and when he went out to fetch water, he turned around Linfeng and found that this room was all guarded by the Iron General, and they were all rusty, and there were only dozens of rooms that were not locked.

Don't think about it, those rooms that are not locked must have owners, and it is naturally impossible for people to let out the rooms, and they are embarrassed to ask others to change rooms with them.

Linfeng lowered his head and carried the water into the room, and began to clean carefully, this is his living place for the next month, of course, he must clean it up.

The wind that is cleaning on the side is even a little greasy, there are not many people in this scattered repair station, do you need to occupy such a large area?

In the holy land outside the sky, in a hall of buildings, in the largest hall, there are eight old men standing respectfully below, and above the main hall, Lin Yu cast the dragon and phoenix on the tall seat.

A middle-aged man wearing a divine crown on his head, with long hair hanging down his shoulders, an elegant and indifferent face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, not angry and arrogant, and his eyes are golden and shining, making people dare not look directly.

"Holy Lord, there is absolutely nothing wrong with what we say, that masked man is definitely a descendant of the Southern God, otherwise it would be impossible for Lao Wu to hold his last breath and tell us the news.

If it weren't for the remnants of the rebel forces in the Haotian Holy Land, we would never have allowed the masked man to escape, although we had the intention of dying, but the remnants were too strong, even if we waited for the remaining eight people to besiege together, we couldn't help it, but we just sent them to death in vain.

In order to keep themselves useful and continue to serve the Holy Lord, we have no choice but to retreat, and our loyalty to the Holy Lord can be seen in the sun, moon and earth!"

The eldest of the eight knelt down to the middle-aged man in the high position, and the other seven also knelt down.

These eight people were the elders of the Outer Heaven Holy Land who had chased and killed Lin Feng and Yue Xintian at the beginning, and were finally repelled by the Shanshui Dao people.

The middle-aged man was the Holy Lord of the Outer Heavens, and after listening to the old man's words at this moment, he slowly got up, walked down the steps, and came to the eight people.

"Daji, get up, all of you get up, you nine brothers have worked hard for the Holy Land for many years, I naturally believe in your loyalty, and I deeply regret the death of Wuji.

That remnant was able to easily kill Wuji with one blow, the strength is not something you can deal with, you did it right, the heir of the Southern God has already appeared, and it is natural to eradicate it.

I will discuss this matter with other holy places, as for the sword used by the descendants of the Nanshen you said, if you don't guess wrong, it should be the divine sword, I can't imagine that even the things in myths and legends have appeared, interesting!"

After speaking, a faint smile appeared on his face, and there was a ruthless look in his eyes, obviously very jealous of the existence of the Southern God Descendant.

"You guys go down and rest, I will also go to worship at Wuji's funeral!" "The Outer Heaven Holy Lord regained his indifference and said to the eight people. Just love

"Thank you, Holy Lord, we are willing to break our bones for the Holy Lord, and we will retire!"

Daji Baren had a flattered look on their faces, obviously they didn't expect that the Holy Lord would attend Wuji's funeral, which was a great honor, the first time in tens of thousands of years.

When the eight people retreated, they were also shocked in their hearts, it turned out that the descendant of the Southern God used the mythical and legendary Immortal Divine Sword, which could hurt people's hearts, and there was a ghostly light flickering and on the sword body, which was exactly the same as the one recorded in the book.

The Outer Heaven Holy Land was very satisfied with the performance of the eight people, and the reason why he went to attend the funeral of Wuji was to win people's hearts and appease people's hearts, so that all those who were born and died for the Holy Land would know that their merits would be remembered.

After the eight of them retreated, the Outer Heaven Holy Lord wandered alone in the main hall for a while, his eyes full of thought.

The appearance of the descendant of the Southern God is still full of shock for the Outer Heaven Holy Lord, or more precisely, it should be fear, a fear that cannot be erased from the bottom of my heart.

The damage that the Southern God inflicted on the Eight Holy Lands back then is still affecting the Holy Land, and in the first battle of that year, the high-level strength of the Eight Holy Lands was lost, and the top combat power was all lost, and the culprit Ling Tian Holy Land was directly erased from the world.

It was also after that war that the style of the Holy Land began to change, from the previous arrogant and high-profile to today's forbearance and low-key.

In fact, all this was done as a last resort, after the loss of that battle, the Seven Holy Lands were already extremely weak, and they no longer had the capital to be high-profile and domineering.

Under the low-key cloak of these years, the Holy Land has actually been burying its head and secretly licking its wounds, and after 40,000 years of recuperation, it has regained the strength to suppress the world.

But at the same time, there are also many great forces that have risen, such as the remnants of the rebellion in the Haotian Holy Land, as well as those families, all of whom began to grow up after the battle between the Holy Land and the Southern Gods.

At the beginning, when the power of the Holy Land was in full swing, these forces would not have a chance to grow at all, and as long as they showed the slightest hint, they would suffer the destruction of the Holy Land.

There is also the Heavenly Shepherd Family, the major holy lands were just their domestic slaves at the beginning, and after turning over to become the master, the remnants of the Heavenly Shepherd Family are also preparing to fight back all the time.

These are all opponents in the dark, as well as those famous sects in the six palaces and fifteen sects on the surface, except for the righteous qi palace that has no ambitions, which of the other sects is not staring at the major holy lands all the time, once the major holy lands expose their weakness, they will swarm like hungry wolves.

All of these secret and bright strengths are the opponents of the Seven Holy Lands.

Not long ago, there was a Baichuan Nahai heir, thinking of the madness of the Baichuan Ancestor back then, the Holy Lord of Heaven couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Now that there is another descendant of the Southern God, it is really a blessing and a curse, bad news is one after another, and troubles are one after another, and the Holy Lord outside the sky seems to feel that a violent wind that destroys the world is sweeping towards him.

If these people gathered together and rushed towards the Holy Land together, with the current strength of the Seven Holy Lands, would they really be able to deal with it?

The Holy Lord of the Outer Heaven didn't know, he was very hesitant and at a loss in his heart, but there was one thing, the Holy Lord of the Outer Heaven was extremely firm, the Holy Land of the Outer Heaven had been inherited for so many years, and it couldn't be destroyed in his own hands.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the Heavenly Saint Lord suddenly flashed with a fine light, and he no longer wandered, looking at the continuous and magnificent buildings outside the hall with his hands behind his back, and his will was firm.

Suddenly, the Outer Heaven Holy Lord stopped, raised his head and shouted outside the hall.

"Come on, go and invite the six Holy Masters to come over and have something important to discuss!"

The Scattered Cultivation Alliance was stationed, and it took Lin Feng nearly an hour to clean the room, and looking at the spotless room, Lin Feng smiled with relief.

The quilt on the bed is really not yellow, and after the dust is cleaned, the original color is revealed, a bed of purple fur silk quilt.

If you want to have such a quilt, in the mortal world, only those high-ranking officials and nobles can have the conditions to buy it, but it is not worth mentioning in the cultivation world.

There is a kind of cold ice jade silkworm in the cultivation world, which grows in extremely cold places, feeds on cold jade, and spits out silk that is extremely soft and tough.

However, this kind of quilt made of cold ice jade silk is also extremely precious and rare in the cultivation world, and ordinary monks are not blessed to enjoy it, only those high-level people of big forces are eligible to enjoy it.

At this time, it was already the time when the sun was setting, and Lin Feng looked at the time, and it was almost time to eat, so he closed the door and walked towards the cafeteria.

"The Blood Melting Realm is trouble, and you have to eat every day, I really envy those God Control Realms, it doesn't matter if you eat or not!"

Lin Feng said this, but his feet kept stopping, and he really wanted to taste the food of this Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and he didn't know if it suited his appetite.