C2483 The Plot Behind the Slit Secret Realm
"I once heard of a legend. Three thousand years ago, our teleportation circle was destroyed, and many experts tried to forcefully open it, but they all failed, and in the end, all of them turned into ashes. No one dared to do that in the future, but it has always been said that as long as one is strong enough, they can forcefully open the teleportation circle." Tu Ling said again.1
Hearing Tu Ling's words, Ling Feng nodded his head. Of course, he knew about this item, but his own Cultivation was also insufficient so he could not activate it forcefully. In order to activate the teleportation circle forcefully, he needed to be at least at the intermediate stage of the heavenly tribulation. It seemed like this wasn't an easy path, at least Ling Feng couldn't do it now.
Just like what he had told Tai Yi before, cultivation was always against the will of the heavens. If one was not strong enough, their final result would be death and destruction. It was very, very miserable. Ling Feng shook his head and said, "At least, we can't use it now."
Ling Feng shook his head. He never thought that someone would destroy the teleportation formation of this secret plane. Ling Feng also vaguely felt that all of this was just a trap. Including the time he sank deep into the secret plane.
He originally wanted to leave the Fire Sect, but Tu Ling kept on urging Ling Feng to stay for a few more days, letting Ling Feng stay. Ling Feng also went to find a way to leave the crack in the space, but Ling Feng did not refuse.
However, Ling Feng was puzzled. He felt that Tu Ling was very friendly towards him, making Ling Feng feel abnormal, as if Tu Ling had something to ask of him. However, he didn't say anything and Ling Feng didn't care.
These few days, he wanted to understand the situation properly within the Fire Sect. Then, Tu Ling specifically gave his room to Ling Feng. Ling Feng had been closed up in his room for the past few days and had never left the top of the mountain.
Finally, Ling Feng felt that the spirit energy he lost from fighting against those ants in the outer world was not coming back, so he came out of seclusion and walked around in the Fire Sect. Along the way, all the disciples he met bowed to Ling Feng in a very respectful manner, and what happened a few days ago had already spread through the entire Fire Sect, whether it was to the core disciples or the outer sect disciples, they all knew. Furthermore, Tu Ling had specially instructed all the disciples to bow when they saw Ling Feng.
Ling Feng was very suspicious, what exactly was Tu Ling's intention, but to Ling Feng, no matter what tricks Tu Ling had up his sleeve, he was not afraid. As long as Ling Feng wanted to make a move, his entire Fire Sect would turn into rubble, and it would be impossible to stop them.
When Ling Feng walked to the periphery of Fire Sect, he saw that the entire Fire Sect was hung with red lanterns and written happy words. Who exactly wanted to get married? When Ling Feng saw this scene, he was very confused. Then, he walked up to a disciple and asked him: "Who is getting married?"
"Disciple greets His Majesty The Emperor. Our Young Lord's Tu Ming is going to marry Zhao Family Miss Zhao Ling. The time is the day after tomorrow. "It's a little strange." When the disciple saw Ling Feng, he quickly replied respectfully.
"Oh, so it's like that."
Hearing his disciple's words, Ling Feng remembered. Previously, Zhao Ling had come to look for him, and he knew that Zhao Ling did not like Tu Ming, but it was a pity that Zhao Family was too small. For the sake of the whole family, Zhao Ling could only marry Tu Ming.
At this time, in a room in the Inner Palace, Zhao Ling was sitting gloomily. She wanted to cry very much, but she also wanted to leave, but he was powerless to do anything, and when Elder Zhao saw this situation, he quickly comforted: "Miss, you should have forgotten about that senior. You can only marry the.
"But I don't have any feelings for Young Lord s of the Fire Sect." Zhao Ling shook her head and said. The person he was thinking about was Ling Feng, and that figure was still lingering in her mind.
"Miss, you know it's impossible, you are soon going to be married to Young Lord. I think it's best if you don't think too much about it, so don't make Young Lord unhappy, and that will be the end of it." Right now, there was nothing he could do but comfort Zhao Ling and tell her not to think too much into it.
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