Chapter 1382: Guilty

Chapter 1382
"Sky City, I'm here." A low voice surged from Sima Jinzun's throat, but his eyes flickered with gloomy cold light, "Luo Feng, do you think that everything you do can cross the sea without worrying about it? Even if you are an elder disciple, old man, you still have to expose your crime."
Sima Jinzun got out of the carriage and walked slowly across the city.
When the news that the three thousand wolf smoke soldiers he sent out was defeated by Luo Feng returned, Sima Jinzun made the decision to personally go to Zizhou Sky City.
Sima Jinzun knew that his current strength and status were no longer comparable to Luo Feng.
This time, when Sima Jinzun came to Sky City this time, he had already made a desperate bet.
"Luo Feng, I won't let you stay so free and stay in the Purple God Palace to practice. You have to pay for what you do." Sima Jinzun's face was extremely fierce and determined.
The Thirty-Six Peaks of the Purple God Palace are majestic and majestic. Every sacred mountain has a radiant light and an extraordinary breath.
Night fell.
On Drunken Dragon Peak, suddenly there was another explosion, deafening, and the entire Drunken Dragon Peak seemed to sway.
In a bamboo forest, Luo Feng sat cross-legged, heard the sound, opened his eyes, and gently shook his head. This is the second explosion this month.
"Master has been experimenting too frequently during this period, but unfortunately, he has taken the wrong path." Luo Feng said to himself, he felt that the time was almost too, and he also had a period of time to enter Zuilong Peak, and he could show something in time.
In front of Luo Feng, there was a Secret Code Manuscript. The so-called Code Manuscript was annotated by the predecessors of the Secret Code, and wrote down his own experience in it, so that the younger generation could realize their practice.
This note was obtained by Luo Feng from the trading market and the ancient paintings that day.
It is a mystery about flying knives. After comprehending this code, Luo Feng feels that his understanding of flying knives is deepened. He has been able to master the "Three Types of Knife Mang", which is powerful.
"Similar to the Codex, there must be a lot in the Purple God Palace." Luo Feng exclaimed, "The Purple God Palace has a long history, and the strong have come out in large numbers, leaving behind various codes for future generations to understand. This is a big power. The greatest wealth.
　　 For Luo Feng, this is the place that attracts him the most in the Purple God Palace. These scriptures are equivalent to master teachers. Even if they describe the path of cultivation they have taken, they have an insightful effect.
"History is like smoke, and the strong are like clouds. Inside the Zibao Building, there must be a huge amount of handwriting." Luo Feng had an idea in his heart, he must hurry up, gain some military merits, and enter the Zibao Building.
Luo Feng is not arrogant. On the Purple God Palace Tianjiao's list, he is only thirty-nine, and the first Tianjiao is even more known as the chosen son who broke the nine shackles.　　 Luofeng is still catching up!
Luo Feng walked out of his residence and soon came to the ruins of the explosion. He heard Ding Fuyu murmur to himself, "How is it possible? Not so, why? Which way is the right one?"
Luo Feng stood quietly on the side.
After the mood gradually recovered, Ding Fuyu raised his head and looked at Luo Feng, "Luo Feng, why are you here?"
"Master, I have a request." Luo Feng said with a smile on his face, and said in a deep voice, "These days, I have been studying the pattern manual handed to me by the master day and night, and I have some insights and some inspiration, so... I dare to ask the master. Borrow me a shield with tattoos, I feel that I can find a way..."
Ding Fuyu was stunned.
After a while, I couldn't help asking, "These days, you have been studying the pattern?"
"Of course." Luo Feng nodded as expected.
Ding Fuyu's mind is a bit complicated.
Someone finally agreed with the tattoo he studied. If it had been many years ago, Ding Fuyu would have been ecstatic about accepting such a true disciple.
But now...
Repeated failures caused more and more gray hair on Ding Fuyu's head, and the blow to him became more and more severe.
He was really worried that he might miss Luo Feng's future.
"Luo Feng, starting from tomorrow, half of the time will be spent studying patterns, and the other half will be spent studying martial arts, and you can't fall down." Ding Fuyu said solemnly.
"I see." Luo Feng nodded.
Ding Fuyu looked at Luo Feng with satisfaction. For a moment, he sighed, "Also, the old man feels that in his lifetime, I am afraid it will be difficult to make a breakthrough in the pattern. You inherit my mantle and study it. I believe that the pattern will eventually One day, it will be shocked to the heaven and hell!"
"Definitely, and the master will definitely be able to see that day." Luo Feng's eyes were extremely firm.
Ding Fuyu smiled, and did not take Luo Feng's words to heart. He took out a shield with a pattern of soldiers and gave it to Luo Feng, and at the same time told him not to waste martial arts.
Luo Feng repeatedly assured, nodding one after another.
"By the way, Master, if you crack the pattern on the pattern shield, will this be considered military merit?" Luo Feng couldn't help asking, "Probably how much?"
"How much can you count?" Ding Fuyu's eyes looked at Luo Feng a little strangely. This apprentice's heart was a little big. He had just been in contact with the tattoo for less than two months, and his aspirations were higher than the sky. He studied the tattoo for a lifetime. Nothing yet.
"Do you know how many people are there in the White Army?" Ding Fuyu asked.
"How many?"
"It can be called the elite of the official white clothing army, more than half a million! And the various elite troops distributed in various states, in fact, can be regarded as branches of the white clothing army. When necessary, the white clothing army will select talents from them and add fresh blood. The number of them is even more astonishing." Ding Fuyu said in a deep voice, "And the patterned soldier shields, as far as I know, there are only less than 30,000 patterned soldier shields in the patterned Hyogo of the Purple Shrine today, and these patterned soldiers Shields will become less and less, and once a war breaks out, they will be consumed faster."
After a pause, Ding Fuyu looked at Luo Feng, "I can imagine that once the shield is successfully cracked, what does it mean to the Purple God Palace? If you convert military merit, this military merit..." Ding Fuyu pondered for a moment. , Raised his head and shook his head, "immeasurable."
Luo Feng's eyes lit up.
Ding Fuyu looked in his eyes and sighed secretly. He didn't say much. When he started to study the lines, he was confident and felt that he was very close to success.
The morning glow is inlaid with the horizon, and a round of tomorrow appears, shining brightly, shining on the earth.
As usual, the disciples of Thirty-Six Peaks of the Purple God Palace began their early morning practice.
Epan Peak!
Among the thirty-six peaks of the Purple God Palace, it ranks twenty-ninth.
Early in the morning, a person appeared at the foot of Epan Peak, with white hair scattered, his upper body shirtless, his eyes showing determination, with thorns on his back, step by step, towards Epan Peak, in front of the stone steps at the foot of Epan Peak, Suddenly thumped and knelt down.
"Purple God Palace, affiliated to Songzhou, Sima Family Patriarch, Sima Jinzun, here today, Ying Jing please sin! I beg Elder Gu Lin to meet." Sima Jinzun's voice was filled with grief and anger, hoarse, and shook the sky.
For a time, the entire Epan Peak shook directly.