Peerless Martial God 2

Lin Feng nodded his head and flew in front of Senior Da Mo. Da Mo opened his own small world and Lin Feng followed him in.    

"Lin Feng, from now on, you are no longer my head disciple!"    

Da Mo bellowed, then turned his head around and stared straight at Lin Feng, causing Lin Feng to be shocked as he looked at Da Mo in surprise.    

"Senior, what are you ...?" Lin Feng wanted to ask what was going on, but he was stopped by Da Mo with a gesture.    

"You don't have to be surprised. The reason why you're no longer my first disciple is very simple. From now on, you'll be the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect. The Divine Sect has a rule that no one of the same generation is allowed to accept someone of the same generation as you as a disciple, so I'm going to cancel the relationship between you and me."    

Da Mo said in a deep voice. His words caused Lin Feng to feel extremely surprised, and then helplessness. It seemed that the Divine Sect was really efficient. He had just returned from Fan Shengjun's place and the result was already out.    

"Senior Da Mo, actually, I didn't want to be the Grand Elder at all. I don't care about this kind of external thing. I just want to focus on cultivation." Lin Feng smiled bitterly and said to Da Mo.    

Hearing that, Da Mo nodded his head lightly, and then laughed: "Although I haven't completely figured out your temper, I can see that. However, that is the rule of the Divine Sect. I can't go against it!"    

Da Mo shook his head and shouted, causing Lin Feng to have no choice but to laugh bitterly. It seemed that Da Mo was also an extremely pedantic person. He abided by the rules and was not as free and easy as the Flame Emperor.    

When he thought about that old fellow who pretended to be a fake Daoist all day and had an arrogant and fearless Flame Emperor, Lin Feng missed him. From the Snow Moon Country to the Nine Empyreans Continent, it was always this old fellow who followed him, and it was no longer an ordinary friendship.    

But now, Lin Feng himself did not know where the Flame Emperor had gone to. When he was looking for the Flame Emperor to go to the Divine Land, the Flame Emperor's Sky Spill Sacred Clan was already in a closed state, and the Flame Emperor had not contacted him for more than a hundred years.    

"Senior, I would like to know the number of corpses you stole back then. Is that possible?" Lin Feng wanted to know about the situation of Da Mo stealing the corpses back then so that he could verify whether it was reasonable for him to become the Grand Elder.    

How could Da Mo not know what Lin Feng was thinking?    

"A hundred years ago, I was already a Great Perfection Holy Emperor. Naturally, you can't compare to me, but it was still difficult for me to escape from the Corpse Devil Ridge unscathed. I only managed to steal four corpses of Great Perfection Holy Emperors and dozens of bodies of Sovereign Holy Kings. Now, your strength is not as high as mine, but you were able to steal so many corpses. Congratulations, it means that I did not misjudge you."    

As he spoke, he praised Lin Feng.    

Lin Feng chuckled at Da Mo's words.    

"Alright, you can stay here with me now. After the sect finishes cultivating the palace hall for you, you can stay in the palace."    

Da Mo waved his hand and said. Then, with a wave of his hand, he opened the door to the small world and said to Lin Feng in a deep voice, "You can leave. I still need to go into seclusion for a period of time."    

Lin Feng nodded, cupped his fists and called out Senior before leaving Da Mo's small world. He walked back to the palace and quickly entered his own small world.    

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, quickly come with me."    

Lin Feng had just arrived in the room and had yet to sit down to drink a cup of tea to rest when Song Zhuang barged in with a playful smile on his face.    

Lin Feng looked at Song Zhuang as if he was a free person, extremely free and refined, unlike himself, who gathered all the pressure in his heart and looked for trouble for himself.    

"What's wrong?" Lin Feng frowned as he looked at Song Zhuang and asked in a deep voice. He picked up the teacup and poured himself a cup of tea.    

"Well, I'm thirsty now."    

Just as Lin Feng put down the teapot, the water in the teacup was already gone. Song Zhuang laughed heartily, touched the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and giggled at Lin Feng.    

Lin Feng sighed speechlessly, poured another cup of cold tea, and finally drank it.    

"Lin Feng, quickly come with me. The sect is arranging your authorization ceremony. Someone will probably come looking for you in a moment." Song Zhuang said to Lin Feng with a smile.    

Hearing this, Lin Feng looked at the latter in surprise and asked: "What authorization ceremony?"    

"Of course it's the ceremony for you to become the Grand Elder of the Divine Sect. From now on, you're the fourth Grand Elder of the Divine Sect. Of course, you're the weakest, weakest, weakest Grand Elder."    

While Song Zhuang laughed and praised Lin Feng, he did not forget to ridicule Lin Feng a little, but Lin Feng was already used to it.    

"I am indeed the fourth Grand Elder, Da Mo, Fairy Han, Grand Elder and me." Lin Feng smiled indifferently.    

"The Grand Elder is Xuanyuan Mu's master. His name is Di Shu, and he is an expert at the peak of the Great Perfection Holy Emperor. He is also the number one expert in the Divine Sect. In the past, even when Da Mo and Fairy Han joined hands, they were unable to gain the slightest advantage from him."    

As Song Zhuang spoke, his face carried a seemingly playful smile, as if he did not put Di Shu in his eyes. However, when Lin Feng heard Song Zhuang's words, his expression clearly froze. An expert who could not even be defeated by the combined strength of Da Mo and Fairy Han was truly terrifying.    

"So Xuanyuan Mu's master is actually so powerful." Lin Feng couldn't help but sigh. No wonder Xuanyuan Mu would become the sect's deacon elder and assist Fan Shengjun in handling sect matters.    

"Lin Feng, this time your authorization ceremony is hosted by Di Shu. And you have to take three moves from him before you can be considered to have become the Grand Elder."    

Song Zhuang revealed another piece of news that gave Lin Feng a headache.    

Only by walking on Di Shu's body for three moves would one be able to pass the examination and become the Grand Elder.    

He was now a Holy Emperor with Initial Success, and a new Emperor who had just broken through. Di Shu, on the other hand, was probably a Great Perfection Holy Emperor who had been around for tens of thousands of years. Furthermore, he was at the peak level. It was still unknown whether he could get three moves from him, but Lin Feng would not be afraid.    

Song Zhuang did not see any trace of nervousness or fear on Lin Feng's face as he laughed in ridicule: "Lin Feng, back when Fairy Han became the Grand Elder, she took three moves from Di Shu!"    

"What? Fairy Han can only take three moves from Di Shu?" When Lin Feng heard Song Zhuang's words, he immediately frowned.    

"Back then, Fairy Han was also a Holy Emperor with Initial Success. This was already three thousand years ago." Song Zhuang said with a smile, as if he knew everything.    

Lin Feng knew that the other party's identity was mysterious, and his background was also very shocking. Presumably, only Senior Niu knew about Song Zhuang's background, but Senior Niu obviously did not want to say it.    

Therefore, Song Zhuang knew about these things and was no exception. Song Zhuang was like the Flame Emperor back then, able to answer his questions.    

"Lin Feng, Fairy Han was barely able to withstand three moves from Di Shu. Your master Da Mo was able to withstand a hundred moves from Di Shu because he was a Great Perfection Holy Emperor. It happened a hundred years ago."    

"So, Lin Feng, your standard is Fairy Han. He can take three moves, and Di Shu's requirements are very low. He only asks that you can take three moves from him."    

Song Zhuang said as he looked at Lin Feng.    

Lin Feng frowned. He only asked for three moves? He was looking down on him.    

If Lin Feng could not hear the last sentence of Song Zhuang, perhaps he would not have too many thoughts in his heart, but when these words were heard by Lin Feng, with Lin Feng's temper, he had to receive all three moves, and there had to be a fourth and fifth move!    

Without wasting any more time, Lin Feng left the room and headed straight for the arena.    

Song Zhuang followed behind Lin Feng with a face full of smiles. He had said the last sentence on purpose, but how could Lin Feng not know? Obviously he knew.    

Very quickly, the two of them arrived at the arena.    

The scene in front of them was quite shocking. Lin Feng and Song Zhuang stood outside the arena and looked at the red carpet that was a hundred meters long in the middle. It led directly to the high platform of the main hall. On both sides of the red carpet, there were several drums with a radius of one meter, and under the drums stood disciples, all of them wearing black robes.    

The stage was already filled with people. Some of them were people Lin Feng knew, such as a few Sons of Saint and Fan Shengjun. There were also a few old men he did not know. Di Shu should be one of them, right? Lin Feng thought to himself.    

On the high platform, other than the people, there were also eight golden seats. The seat in the middle was the largest, followed by the seats on both sides.    

"Silence!"