Chapter 1286: Yang Songqing

Feng Wuchen and Mingyue went to the Tiandu Tianshi Xianfu together, and the Tiankui killer hid in the dark.
After arriving at the Immortal Mansion of the Heavenly Master, under the leadership of Su Xuan, Feng Wuchen and others began to travel to the Immortal God Realm.
There are countless large and small forces in the Immortal God Realm, and most big forces surrender to the Immortal Emperor, whose strength is above the spiritual realm.
The Spirit Realm is very far away from the Immortal God Realm, even with Feng Wuchen's cultivation base, it would take at least three days.
The eight regions of the heavens are vast, and flying must take time.
Therefore, the eight regions of the heavens all have their own teleportation array, and the teleportation array can travel to any region at will.
After the teleportation array, Feng Wuchen successfully arrived at the immortal realm.
"Senior Su, you haven't told me where the Inscription Master Fight is held." Feng Wuchen asked suddenly during the flight.
Su Xuan said with a smile: "Mingwen Master Guild."
"Mingwen Master Guild." Feng Wuchen nodded slightly.
"The Mingwen Master Guild is the most powerful guild in the heavens, and its strength is far above that of the Refining Master Guild. They have the power of the Heavenly Emperor. Even if they are the Immortal Heavenly Emperor, they must respect three points." Mingyue said.
Feng Wuchen looked at Mingyue in surprise, and said, "Mingyue, I didn't expect you to know so much about the Immortal Realm."
Mingyue said: "I came from the Immortal Realm. I was chased and killed before I joined the Sky Shadow Pavilion."
"Chasing?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly.
"My family was all killed by the Immortal Emperor, and it was the Pavilion Master who saved me." Mingyue said blankly, as if she was numb.
"I'm sorry to bring up your sad thing." Feng Wuchen said embarrassedly.
"It's okay, I've been holding my mind for so many years, and I feel much better when I say it." Mingyue said lightly, with a slight smile on her pretty face.
This is probably the first time Mingyue smiled in so many years.
"The sins of the Eight Great Heavenly Emperors are unforgivable. I didn't know how many people were killed in the past. The Protoss Heaven was in power, and we were powerless to resist." Su Xuan sighed helplessly.
"One day, I will destroy the gods' heavenly power! I want to wipe out all of them, the superior gods." Feng Wuchen said angrily, his eyes gleaming fiercely.
"I believe you can do it." Mingyue said, without any doubt in her eyes.
Su Xuan said with a smile: "The old man also believes that Master Feng can do it."
About half an hour, Su Xuan brought Feng Wuchen and others to Tianming City.
The Mingwen Master Guild is located in the Tianming Mountains in the center of the Immortal Realm, surrounded by many great forces.
Behind Tianming City is the Tianming Mountain Range, a majestic mountain range that stretches for 100,000 miles.
At this moment, there are already many inscription masters gathered in Tianming City, all from various regions.
The streets of Tianming City are crowded with men, women and children, and restaurants and inns are overcrowded.
"The battle of inscription masters is simply a grand event. There are so many inscription masters, and there are many heavenly inscription masters." Feng Wuchen was dumbfounded as soon as he entered Heavenly Underworld City.
Grand Elder Zhen Xuantong smiled and said, "Master Feng, they are inscription masters from the eight regions, and it's normal that there are too many people."
Inscription masters from all over the heavens came to participate, and the number of people was naturally large.
"Master Feng, let's eat something first, and then go to the Mingwen Master Guild." Su Xuan said with a smile.
I found a restaurant in the city, and there happened to be a table of people to check out, otherwise Feng Wuchen would really have no place.
Most of the restaurants are inscribers, and everyone else has to be respectful, and no one dares to offend inscribers.
Among the inscription masters, they were quite polite.
"Senior Su! Are you here too?" As soon as Su Xuan and the others sat down, an inscription master immediately recognized Su Xuan and hurriedly stepped forward to salute them respectfully.
"Really Senior Su! Palace Master Su Xuan of the Celestial Master Immortal Mansion!"
"Senior Su!"
After a while, the pattern masters in the restaurant stepped forward to greet respectfully.
Su Xuan's name has long been powerful in the heavens, and the powerhouses in the four domains all know Su Xuan. Even the younger generations have heard of Su Xuan's reputation.
"Old Su, it's been a long time since I saw you, don't come here unharmed." When many juniors greeted respectfully, an old and somewhat cold voice sounded.
Hearing this, Su Xuan looked up slightly and smiled lightly: "It turns out that it is the Sect Master of the Death Domain Skyweave Sect. It's really been a long time since I saw him."
"Senior Yang." Seeing an old man approaching, the other juniors saluted respectfully and stepped aside.
The restaurant was quiet in an instant, even the talented engraver had to bow his head in front of the two elders.
"Heavenly immortal inscription master." Feng Wuchen glanced back at the old man who came slowly, and at a glance he saw that the old man was in the realm of an immortal inscription master.
The realm of Celestial Immortals is already a very powerful realm in the Celestial Realm, so far there has not been heard of the existence of Divine Inscription Master.
The old man is Yang Songqing, the Heavenly Pattern Sect of Death Realm. This person is extremely powerful in Death Realm, no less than Su Xuan in Spirit Realm.
Yang Songqing was also followed by three young men. If expected, they should be the disciples of the Tianwenzong genius Inscription Master. This time they are also here to participate in the Inscription Master battle.
Yang Songqing came to Su Xuan's body and said with a very high self-esteem: "Old Su, your cultivation level has improved a lot."
"Old Yang, please." Su Xuan smiled politely, not caring about the arrogant Yang Songqing at all.
"Hey, kid, get up." A disciple behind Yang Songqing patted Feng Wuchen on the shoulder, and signaled Feng Wuchen to get up.
Hearing this, Feng Wuchen, who was eating, looked back at the man, then looked at the empty place beside him, and then said: "Isn't there a place for this?"
"Get up when you wake up! This is not what you have to say!" Feng Wuchen's words couldn't help irritating the man, and the man's voice became cold.
The man's arrogant words immediately caused dissatisfaction between Su Xuan and the three elders, and his expression was extremely ugly.
The bright moon on the side was even more upset, and wanted to stand up and teach the man.
However, Feng Wuchen stopped him, and at the same time conveyed to Su Xuan, "Senior Su, the three elders, don't care about him or me, just treat me as a passerby."
Perceiving the expressions of Su Xuan and the three elders, Yang Songqing couldn't help but scolded his disciples: "Don't be rude! The genius disciples of the Heavenly Master Immortal Palace are not distinguished by respect, are you also rude? How does this sect usually teach you? Don’t be arrogant! Be respectful!"
"Yes, Sect Master!" the disciple said respectfully.
Yang Songqing seems to be scolding his disciples, but in fact he is ridiculing the impolite and arrogant disciples of the Celestial Master Immortal Palace!
Feng Wuchen ignored Yang Songqing's words and continued to eat.
Feng Wuchen's ignorance was obviously the highest damage, and Yang Song Qing was very angry.
Su Xuan then smiled faintly: "It seems that Mr. Yang's teaching is useless. They have developed into being impolite, arrogant, and ignorant of respect."
When Yang Songqing heard this, his old face suddenly became gloomy, and the three disciples behind him became even more angry.