Zhang Fengxiao, the master of Zhentian Temple, and Wang Lanzhi, the master of Zhenhai Temple, all looked anxious, with speed as lightning, and rushed towards the depths of the darkness in the distance, as if they had encountered something huge urgent.

After a long spurt for several hours, Zhang Fengxiao finally stopped, stood near a metal castle, arched his hands and saluted respectfully.

This metal castle is hanging in the air, mysterious and mysterious, isolating the cold wind and snow around it.

Outside the castle, there were four metal people standing there, motionless.

A moment after Zhang Fengxiao arrived, Wang Lanzhi's figure finally rushed over from a distance like lightning and saluted quickly.

"Forget it, there is something big about you. There have been some changes in the Kingdom of God recently. The king of the kingdom was infected with yin energy and was lying in bed. Now he urgently needed the treatment of the [Return to Saints] from the Tiansheng Sect.

Only the high priest [Master Hru] in my [Longya Kingdom] is the only one who is proficient in this technique. This person likes to travel, preach everywhere, and has no fixed place to live. According to reliable information, he should be between your two temples now, so he must find the master without delay."

A majestic and cold voice came from the metal castle.

Zhang Fengxiao, Wang Lanzhi took a deep breath and bowed, "Yes, the protector!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fengxiao asked, "Daogu, the day when the offerings in front of him is near, should we postpone it?"

"No, no matter whether you find the master or not, go to the offerings as usual!"

The guardian continued.

After speaking, the huge metal castle suddenly broke through the sky and disappeared here.

Zhang Fengxiao and Wang Lanzhi looked at each other, but saw a hint of solemnity in each other's eyes.

"The king was infected with the yin energy? The seal in that place was cracked again?"

Zhang Fengxiao's tone was shocked and suspicious.

Wang Lanzhi said solemnly: "After the seal is broken, it must be a time of chaos in the world. Maybe we are thinking too much. I hope the king's condition is not as serious as we imagined."

"Alan, no matter what kind of conflict we had before, once the world is in chaos, I still hope that you and I can abandon past grudges and unite. Only when we survive can we continue to fight!"

Zhang Fengxiao said.

Wang Lanzhi snorted coldly and said, "Of course I have no problem, but you have to take care of your subordinate Su Yuan and don't let him provoke me again. At this critical moment, if he doesn't know how to live or die, I don't mind slapping him to death directly. Then the world will be in vain if he dies!"

"Don't worry, I will restrain him!"

Zhang Fengxiao spoke.

The two made a private agreement, and immediately turned into two streams of lightning and left in a flash.

As soon as they left, the two immediately summoned the three great guardians, the six elders, and the twelve city lords to come quickly to discuss matters.

Su Yuan was naturally summoned quickly.

Zhang Fengxiao immediately projected the portrait of the high priest Hru from a crystal ball, and ordered everyone to find this person and not to hurt him.

As soon as he saw Master Heru's avatar, Su Yuan was slightly stunned, but his face soon returned to normal and did not attract anyone's attention.

Then Zhang Fengxiao announced the confession in court.

"There are two days left to be the day of offering sacrifices. This time, Yang Cang, Su Yuan, Lingxiao, four of them accompanied me, and the others stayed in the territory to prevent chaos."

Zhang Fengxiao said in a low voice.

"Yes, the Lord of the Palace!"

Yang Cang, Su Yuan and Lingxiao all came out and bowed and said.

The remaining guardians, elders, and hall masters all showed a hint of envy.

Only Su Yuan was puzzled secretly.

He has no objection to choosing someone else, but why did he choose Lingxiao?

Could this guy have something extraordinary?

Then he has to be careful.

"Okay, let's go!"

Zhang Fengxiao spoke.

A group of people left one after another.

During this period, Su Yuan secretly found Wang Qingzhi and asked.

Wang Qingzhi immediately said, "Every time the palace master selects people, there is a regularity. Generally, he brings a guardian, and then a city lord, three guardians, and twelve city lords. Everyone takes turns. This time it was Lingxiao's turn among the city lords. As for you, it was originally unnecessary. The city lord gave you extra mercy and added you. Otherwise, according to the rules, you will have to be the next turn."

Su Yuan suddenly realized.

I see.

He thought Lingxiao had something extraordinary about this guy?

"Thank you, Brother Wang, then I'll leave first."

Su Yuan smiled.

"I'll give it to you by brother!"

Wang Qingzhi smiled.

The two left the temple, and Su Yuan stepped onto the horse alone and quickly disappeared here with Situ Hao.

As soon as he returned to the territory, Su Yuan came to the prison and quietly observed the white-bearded old man Heru, secretly surprised and suspicious.

What kind of ability does this guy have to alarm the palace master and ask the palace master to order him to find him personally?

But the more this happens, the less Su Yuan can let him go.

What if this person goes out and complains to himself?

Su Yuan looked at it for a moment and finally left again quietly.

A day passes quickly.

Heru's face was bitter, his body was covered in scars, and his back was sore that he was so tired that he could hardly stand up.

A whole day passed and he hadn't dripped into it.

After tens of thousands of sledgehammers, his arms are almost gone.

He looked sad.

What the hell is this?

The great saint of the innate world, please show your spirit, descend your glory, and purify these demons?

Hru wanted to sigh at the sky, but he didn't dare to speak out at all. Once he spoke out, he would inevitably be beaten again.

"It's time to eat, after finishing work, you can come and have a meal!"

Suddenly, a prison guard shouted in the distance.

Those who finished their work in advance immediately rushed forward.

Heru was so tired that his waist was sore and his legs were sore, his whole body was trembling, and he hurried forward tremblingly.

After taking a sledgehammer for a whole day, I finally completed the index of a thousand iron pieces.

He just wants to eat and eat wildly now.

The strong aroma of food made him swallow his saliva continuously, and when he received the food, he was even more surprised.

I saw a plate full of crystal-like rice. Each grain of rice was as big as a fingernail, crystal clear and fragrant.

Is this Lingmi?

What the hell is this?

Use spiritual rice for prisoners to eat?

Soon he received a few more dishes, but he saw that the dishes here were unprecedented and fragrant.

Hru looked surprised, even more incredible.

Even the Tiansheng Sect cannot enjoy such food every day. What kind of virtue can these criminals eat like this?

Is this too exaggerated?

"The great saint of the innate world is here, I pray faithfully, and I hope that your glory will come as soon as possible. I will definitely turn this city into your most loyal believer. These foods will be offered to you in the future... Please bless me..."

Hru put the food on one side, held his hands on his chest, and closed his eyes to pray.

However, after the prayer was over, Hru's face changed.

Damn, where is my food?

He hurriedly searched, but saw people from all directions eating their own food. He didn't know who stole his food.

"Sir, my food...I lost it...Oh, oh!"

Hru quickly screamed.

The jailers didn't give him a chance to speak at all, and they caught and beat him up as soon as they opened their mouths.

Heru ran away with his head in his arms, feeling depressed.

My food!
Chapter completed!