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Chapter 833 National Fortune Tempering Body

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    The night watch department's official office.

    Wen Wuji hurriedly walked back and forth, looking at the door from time to time, as if waiting for something.

    "Senior, I'm back!"

    A figure, like a breeze, passed through the door and came to Wen Wuji in an instant.

    If it weren¡¯t for the fact that his voice and soul power had not fluctuated like Zuo Changfeng¡¯s, Wen Wuji would have hardly recognized the person in front of him.

    Wen Wuji looked at Zuo Changfeng, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, and said with surprise: "How did you end up like this? Didn't I ask you to urge the chief palace master to come to Mr. Lin?"

    "Don't mention it."

    Zuo Changfeng said with a sad face: "Since you left, I have been waiting alone for several days to see the chief hall master. But who would have thought that the chief hall master would punch and kick me when he came up without saying a word. I didn't care at all.  Knowing what happened, he was beaten like this, and then kicked out by the Chief Palace Master. Senior, you have met with the Chief Palace Master more times than me. Has the Chief Palace Master always had such a weird temper?  Yes?"

    Zuo Changfeng felt that his heart was greatly hurt when he thought that he didn't know anyone in the main hall of the Soul Palace and had been waiting alone for so long. Instead of getting any comfort from the main hall master, he was beaten up.  .

    Wen Wuji¡¯s mouth twitched, but he didn¡¯t expect that Zuo Changfeng would have such an adventure when he went to the main altar of the Soul Palace.

    Ever since the mysterious woman in black wanted to accept Lin Chen as her disciple half a month ago, Wen Wuji felt that something was wrong. After the puppet competition, he immediately returned to the main altar of the Soul Palace, but he did not see the president.  The master of the palace, in order to prevent Lin Chen from being recruited by other forces while he was away, asked Zuo Changfeng to wait in the Soul Palace, while he hurried back to Baxue City.

    But unexpectedly, Zuo Changfeng not only failed to get the job done, but also received a severe beating for no reason.

    Wen Wuji sighed softly, patted Zuo Changfeng's shoulder, and said a few words of comfort, but he was extremely confused in his heart. Although the main hall master Chu Yuyan was a bit petty, he was not such an unreasonable person. Why did he miss the opportunity?  What about beating Zuo Changfeng for no reason?

    "correct!"

    Zuo Changfeng was comforted and felt a little warmer in his heart, so he quickly said: "Before I left, I heard that the chief palace master went to find the president of the Array Master Guild. It seems that the chief palace master discovered an ancient place.  The ruins require the help of powerful formation masters to break the formation."

    Ancient ruins?

    Wen Wuji was stunned for a moment, then his eyes brightened, and he said: "Young Master Lin is a powerful formation master. Why don't we take Young Master Lin to the Chief Palace Master? I believe that as long as the Chief Palace Master sees Mr. Lin, he will definitely  I will be attracted by Mr. Lin and accept him as my personal disciple without hesitation!"

    Wen Wuji has endless persistence in recruiting Lin Chen into the Soul Palace. He was born and raised in the Soul Palace since he was a child. He is sure that as long as Lin Chen joins the Soul Palace, it will not take a hundred years for him to succeed.  It can lead the Soul Palace to a new kind of glory.

    Zuo Changfeng was also a little moved. The two of them did what they said and walked directly towards Lin Mansion.

    Lin Mansion, in the backyard, a three-foot-high altar rises from the ground.

    Zhang Fabai, Deng Zhong and others surrounded the altar and looked at Lin Chen sitting on the altar with worried faces.

    Lin Chen was sitting cross-legged, naked to the waist.

    His body was like dry ground, and under the sun, the cracks on his skin were clearly visible.

    "There's no need to crowd around here."

    Lin Chen closed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "The power of the national destiny is so powerful and unpredictable that it cannot be touched by anyone below the martial saint. Zhou Chuan, Chu Cunxiao and you guys, all go to the door. If Ling'er and the others come back, come quickly.  Report to me, except for people from the Lin Mansion, I will not see anyone else who comes to visit."

    "Yes, sir!"

    Zhou Chuan, Chu Cunxiao and others hurriedly handed over their hands, their eyes full of worry, but they also knew that their stay here had no other role except to get in the way, so they could only leave and guard the gate of Lin Mansion dutifully.

    Lin Chen remained motionless and waited quietly.

    The whole body is covered with cracks. If an ordinary person saw it, they would be so frightened that they would faint on the spot.

    And this is exactly the sequelae of Lin Chen using his heart in the vast sky half a month ago. For him, the realm does not matter. He can be in the body tempering realm or the martial god realm, but his physical body,  But he couldn't bear the huge and vast soul power at the top of the Martial God Realm.

    To others, the physical body is the foundation of all martial arts.

    But for Lin Chen, the physical body is a container that limits him.

    Since his rebirth, Lin Chen has not practiced any other skills except the Heaven-Slaying Art.In the eyes of Zhong Ling and others, Lin Chen seemed to not need to practice every day, but in fact, Lin Chen was practicing every moment when he walked, sat, stood, and breathed. However, he had already transcended the extraordinary and was beyond the reach of ordinary people, so he no longer needed to be rigid in his practice.  form.

    This time, in order to frighten Chu Yuyan and those who were hiding in the void, he began to pay attention to his existence. Regardless of whether his body could bear it, he directly used the technique that could only be used by those at the top of the Martial God Realm. Although the effect was very  Okay, but his body was almost broken at that time.

    Lin Chen raised his eyes and took a look at the sky.

    The good time has arrived, and using the national luck to temper the body is exactly the reason why Lin Chen did everything a month ago.

    He sat cross-legged, the Heaven-Slaying Art slowly running in his body. The realm of Yuxian Dynasty was millions of miles away, and all the national destinies gathered here. They shuttled crazily in his body, and there were billions of body-refining methods in the sea of ????souls one by one.  In a flash, the cracks in his body began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

    Zhang Fabai and others' eyes lit up. At this moment, they could not see the national destiny that traversed the world with their naked eyes. They could only see the cracks on Lin Chen's body healing, but this was enough to make them extremely excited.

    In Baxue City, Zhen Yangzi suddenly raised his head, glanced at the national destiny gathering towards the Lin Mansion, then silently lowered his head and continued to do his own thing. If others were gathering the national destiny, then Zhen Yangzi would be shocked.  But in Lin Chen's body, now even if something weird happens, Ma Yoko will feel extremely normal.

    At the same time, thousands of miles away, there was a pagoda towering into the clouds.

    An old man wearing a Taoist robe sat cross-legged in the formation. His fortune was countless times greater than that of the Lin Mansion. They were all gathering into his body all the time, and his strength was also growing stronger at a weak pace.  .

    Suddenly, he opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Huayu Immortal, and murmured in a low voice: "Strange, why is the national destiny of Huayu Immortal Dynasty suddenly out of my control?"

    His gaze seemed to have traveled through a distant space, scanning the Huayu Immortal Dynasty one by one.

    In the end, his eyes were fixed on Tyrannical Blood City.

    "Shi Chongxiao."

    In the darkness, a man wearing a Taoist robe and carrying a magic sword walked out slowly.

    He moved neither hastily nor slowly, knelt on the ground and whispered: "Master."

    "Go to Huayu Xianchao to see if anything weird has happened recently."

    As soon as he finished speaking, the old man closed his eyes again.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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