This martial god is too extreme.

Chapter 388: Mr. Zhou? Master Tiantong? Possession!

Zhou Wuliang came to a deserted farmland. In front of him was a dilapidated little temple. The building looked like the land temples that could be seen everywhere on the roadside in ancient China.

Although it is in ruins, it has a solemn atmosphere. At the same time, a copper coin is hung on the eaves of the four corners, swaying.

Zhou Wuliang snapped his fingers, and instantly a stream of true energy hit a copper coin directly.

Afterwards, only that copper coin made a buzzing sound, and the other copper coins also resonated instantly.

The four copper coins trembled in resonance, and a hint of brass air slowly emerged from them, interweaving and finally forming three large characters.

Listening to the wind!!

Lingfengtai is the largest intelligence agency in the entire Imperial Star, and it can also be said to be the largest intelligence agency in the entire Human Federation.

It is said that although Lingfengtai appears to be an intelligence organization, it is actually an external system of the Federation. Because all major forces are wary of the Federation, in order to better collect intelligence, Lingfengtai became independent.

However, some people also said that Lingfengtai deliberately sent people to spread rumors in order to avoid unnecessary troubles and thus increase its own status.

Although there are many different opinions and statements, the only thing that is certain is that the information from Lingfengtai is the most authoritative and accurate among the human race.

As the three characters appeared, the font began to change color, from the initial brass color, gradually turning into silver, then shining gold, and then dazzling like a gem.
Wow! ! !
The three words "Lingfengtai" trembled violently, the font became a little swollen, and then exploded and turned into endless starlight.

Part of the starlight formed a gate in an instant, while the remaining starlight turned into a bright road, as if specially welcoming Mr. Zhou.

crunch~
The Starlight Gate opened wide, and a figure in a moon-white robe ran out anxiously. He stood at the door, not daring to look directly at Mr. Zhou, and bowed his body humbly.

"Welcome, sir, to the Lingfeng Tower. I am the general manager of this department. You can call me."

The general manager was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Let's go~"

Mr. Zhou only uttered one word indifferently, and the general manager didn't say another word.

"please!"

The general manager welcomed Mr. Zhou and Lokala beside him in with great respect.

As the three of them walked into the Starlight Gate, the starlight shattered and the light path collapsed, as if nothing had ever happened, leaving only the dilapidated little temple.

After entering the Starlight Gate, what comes into view is a series of brilliant interwoven starlight, and the dense threads of starlight are intertwined in the void.

There are countless palaces and pavilions of various sizes around it, full of ancient charm, as if traveling through time and space and returning to the ancient times.

Under the leadership of the general manager, Zhou Wuliang and his companion came to the most magnificent palace. Along the way, the general manager kept bowing slightly and leading the way.

Just like a guide.

A child who looked young almost popped his eyes out of his head when he saw this scene.

"What are you looking at? This is for an apprentice like you to see. Go!"

A man in yellow clothes stood in front of the child. He pulled the child away quickly and came to a low room. He looked around and then felt relieved.

"Teacher, who on earth is that? Why is the manager like that?"

The child didn't know how to use the words for a moment.

He is an apprentice of Lingfengtai. Here, no matter who is the leader of a certain force, or whether he is an elder or a young master from a certain family, as long as he comes to Lingfengtai, he will be polite and gentle without exception.

Even if the second generation has a bad temper, they have to control their temper here and greet the general manager with a smile.

In this child's heart, the general manager is the undisputed leader, and he has always dreamed of becoming someone like the general manager.

However, in front of the thin old man, the general manager was so humble, which he had never seen before.

The child's teacher saw what he was thinking and hit the boy on the head with a chestnut.

"What? You always thought Lingfengtai was superior, but suddenly you found out it's not like that. You can't accept it?"

The teacher said with a smile.

"Not really," the boy said, but his pursed lips revealed his thoughts.

Seeing this scene, the teacher couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

These apprentices are currently not qualified to access any formal intelligence and rules.

Just following the teacher's side tests one's character and personality, and these two are the most important things in intelligence work.

Although this child is young, his character and personality are first-class. In the eyes of his teacher, this child is like one of his own.

Therefore, he looked around and made sure that no one was nearby before he whispered.

"Boy, according to the rules, you are not qualified to know these things, but now you have basically passed the test, so it's okay for me to tell you."

"As the largest intelligence agency in the Imperial Star and even the entire Federation, all major forces have to give us some respect. Not only because our intelligence is absolutely accurate, but also because we have a backer behind us that others cannot afford to offend."

"However, in this world, there are always people better than you, and there are always mountains better than you. Some beings, even if they are alone, are not something we can afford to offend."

"Recite the rules of entry into the Wind Listening Platform."

The teacher suddenly changed the subject.

"To enter the Listening Wind Terrace, you need to knock on the door with your true Qi. Depending on the level of information you need, the door that is reflected and the person who greets you will also be different."

"But I didn't hear the ringing just now..." the child said curiously.

The teacher rubbed his little head and said, "That's because neither you nor I deserve to hear that voice."

"In addition to the different intelligence levels, there is another existence. Just by ringing the bell, the entire Lingfeng Terrace will be in turmoil, regardless of how much is spent this time or how the intelligence exchange is."

"All this is just because of the identity of the person who came."

"Except for that very small number of people, Lingfengtai does not need to give face to anyone."

Hearing what the teacher said, the little kid couldn't help but nodded.

"Teacher, what is the identity of that old man?"

“That’s not something you can ask.

As the teacher spoke, he couldn't help but think in his heart.

Starlight is the door, and the wind is the road. This is the highest standard of reception in the entire Lingfeng Terrace.

There are only a handful of people in the entire human race who can warrant this level of reception.

Even an ordinary Taoist master cannot cause this strange phenomenon.

"The Three Supreme Beings, the Lord of the Four Holy Lands, or the Patriarch of the Ten Heavenly Martial Clan?"

The teacher couldn't help but guess Mr. Zhou's identity.

At this time, Mr. Zhou was completely unaware of the turmoil caused by his existence.

He was currently sitting in a large hall, and the table in front of him was filled with all kinds of precious fruits.

Opposite him, the general manager stood sideways like a servant. Old Zhou lowered his eyes, as if he was resting or waiting for something.

After a while, a sound of turbulence was heard in the void.

Then, a thin figure appeared in the hall. It was a man with somewhat dark skin.

The moment he saw Mr. Zhou, the man's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable excitement appeared in his eyes, and then the man knelt down on the ground without any hesitation.

He knocked his hand on the center of his forehead and said in an almost trembling voice: "Ting Fengwang Ma Lan, one of the 100 sects of Tongtian Dao, greets the Master!!"

After hearing this, Mr. Zhou slowly opened his eyes.

"Daotong Baibu, I haven't heard this name for a long time."

Mr. Zhou's voice at this moment was full of indescribable majesty and age. He had a blank expression, and his eyes and eyebrows contained an indescribable "of course"

This is an indescribable demeanor, as if everything in the world should be controlled by him.

At this moment, if Su Tu was here, he would definitely feel extremely strange, because the aura emanating from Old Zhou at this moment was completely different from before.

It’s hard to explain and hard to know, it’s a power that controls everything.

This power spread outward from Mr. Zhou's body, as if everything was in his control.

The more this happened, the more excited Ma Lan became. In the end, his whole body even began to tremble uncontrollably, and tears burst out of his eyes.

"Master, you are finally resurrected!!"

"When the Daoist sect was destroyed, a large part of the Hundred Sects were incorporated into the Federation, and we, the diehards, lay dormant as you wished."

"But as time passed, some of them have completely withered away. In order to avoid being discovered by the Federation, I couldn't help them. I could only watch them gradually decline and become ordinary people."

When Ma Lan said this, her whole expression was filled with pain.

At this moment, the general manager who had been serving nearby felt that his breathing was about to stagnate. He wished he could smash his ears so that he could not hear anything.

Intelligence personnel have a desire for valuable intelligence, just like a dragon likes shiny things. Even if they don't want to sell it, they will want to collect precious intelligence.

Now, information that was a hundred times more valuable than all the information he had collected and exchanged in his life was placed in front of him, but he only felt fear.

This is not a treasure, but a sword that kills people!!

Only the dead can hear this kind of information!

The Hundred Divisions of Tongtian was the peak period of the Tongtian Taoist sect back then, and all the forces that came to join were divided into hundreds of divisions.

The Hundred Departments were a powerful group that even surpassed the political power at one point. The human race at that time was not proud to join the federal department, but was proud to enter the Hundred Departments.

Later, Master Tiantong disbanded the Hundred Divisions and withdrew from the center of power with only his direct disciples. The Hundred Divisions gradually disappeared, and the Federation became increasingly powerful.

Later, Tongtian was destroyed. Although hundreds of people joined in the effort, they did not cause much splash and disappeared.

Recently, the Tongtian Taoist sect was restored. As the general manager of this sect, he also keenly smelled something. He wanted to know whether there would be any remnants of the Hundred Sects to appear.

But he never imagined that the Listening Wind Station he was at was actually the Listening Wind Watch, the intelligence officer in charge of the Hundred Departments! !

And
I heard my boss address the old man in front of him as "Master"! !
This word made him feel even more frightened.

Looking at the entire galaxy, throughout the long history of the human race, no one has been qualified to be called a master since that person.

It's not that the word has become exclusive to something, but because that person's brilliance is so bright and dazzling that everyone can't help but think of him when they hear these two words.

Even to this day, that man's name still makes some big clans and some advanced civilizations fear him.

That was the ruler of the Tongtian Daoism back then. There is no way for the human race to reach the sky, and I am the Tiantong Master who is now in the sky! !

Could it be that.
The general manager seemed to have thought of something. He looked at the old man in disbelief, and he himself could not believe the thoughts that emerged in his mind.

"Could it be that Master Tiantong did not die that year?!"

That battle was the demise of the Tongtian Taoist sect, and it was also the battle that completely established the current status of the human race.

The Taoist of Tiantong took away five supreme beings and fourteen Taoist masters at the cost of their lives. With his own strength, he revealed the terror of the human race to the eyes of Xinghe.

There are even rumors that within the super civilization that launched the sneak attack, there was a being who could bring the gods back to the world, and it was because of the action of that god that Tiantong died.

That super civilization was also greatly affected by this war, which led to the current era of great peace.

But if that were the case, all the people in Tiantongdao would still be alive.
“How different from God!!” the general manager exclaimed in his heart.

"Everyone has his own fate. I asked you to lie dormant that day only for your safety. From the day the 100 branches of the Taoist sect were disbanded, you are no longer under my Tongtian Sect." Zhou Wuliang said at this time.

"I came here today just to ask you to do me a favor. As for the price, just follow the rules."

As soon as these words came out, Ma Lan's face suddenly changed: "Master, you are torturing me."

"No matter what the other tribes think, I, Ting Fengwang, will always be one of the hundred tribes, and will always be surrounded by the whole world!"

"I have been lying dormant until now, waiting for your arrival."

Ma Lan said sincerely.

And Mr. Zhou obviously didn't want to correct him too much on this matter.

“I want the list for that year.”

Mr. Zhou spoke straight to the point.

Ma Lan raised his hands, and countless silk threads reappeared under his hands. Then he hooked his fingertips, and countless silk threads swayed, and then countless starlight threads began to tremble.

Immediately afterwards, a piece of information emerged and appeared on Mr. Zhou's desk.

"Master, Ting Fengwang has been collecting this information for a long time and is still improving it. All those who were involved in that incident are on it."

"Among them, some have already created their own sects, some have become aristocratic families, and some have become high-ranking figures in the federation."

Ma Lan said seriously.

Mr. Zhou picked up the list, glanced at it indifferently, then raised his hand and crushed it.

Then, without any unnecessary words, Mr. Zhou stood up and walked away.

"Don't do unnecessary things."

Mr. Zhou spoke indifferently.

Then he left the palace directly.

During the whole process, Ma Lan did not stand up, but kept kneeling on the ground, while the general manager next to her did not dare to breathe and bent his back even lower.

After Zhou Wuliang left for a long time, Ma Lan finally stood up from the ground. He looked outside the door, his eyes shaking, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Finally, as if he had made some kind of decision, he turned around and strode away.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the general manager, who was almost bent like a folded man, was the only one left in the hall.

Then, an indescribable surprise emerged in his heart.

The value of this information can no longer be measured by money or resources. Just the four words "Master Tiantong" are enough to influence the entire human race.

crunch~
Crunch! !
However, just as he was thinking this, a strange sound came to his ears, which sounded like the sound of cardboard being forcibly folded.

"What's going on?"

He couldn't help but think so and wanted to turn around to check, but he was shocked to find that he could not move.

He wanted to scream but he no longer had the qualifications to do so. In his terrified eyes, an indifferent figure stood in front of him.

Subsequently
crunch~
Ma Lan holds a folded square cardboard in her hand.

"The most important thing to get started at the Wind Listening Platform is to not have any thoughts that you shouldn't have."

"You've been with me the longest, and you're the most like me, but why can't you learn to be good?"

As he spoke, Ma Lan had already thrown the "cardboard" in his hand out, and it landed directly on a bookshelf not far away.

On that bookshelf, half a shelf was filled with neatly stacked "cardboard"

Ma Lan didn’t even glance at the bookshelf, but said to herself, “That’s right, he’s the most like me, it’s only natural that he doesn’t learn well.”

"After all, I'm already this old, and I haven't learned my lesson yet."

As he spoke, a piece of white paper appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and waved it, and words appeared in the void.

Then, the white paper burned, and wisps of green smoke rose into the sky, turning into five words.

The Master is back, come quickly!

Then, the green smoke swayed, turned into some kind of force and disappeared into nothingness.

"Whether you are Zhou Wuliang or the Returning Master, that power will not lie."

"It's time to repay Tongtian for his kindness to us."

Ma Lan said indifferently.

The Emperor's Star is the Palace of Heaven.

This is the residence of General Tiandang, who is the general manager of the Southern Theater Command, and today is his birthday party.

The old general didn't like grand celebrations, so he didn't invite anyone to a banquet.

Only a few good friends get together.

"Hahahahaha, it's been a long time since we last met." Tendou Souji, who had a head full of silver hair but was full of energy, laughed.

Opposite him sat two old men and a man dressed as a scholar.

"Wenshi, you still like to act young. You are thousands of years old, but you still have such a young face. Isn't it good to be like us?"

Tendou Souji spoke.

The man dressed as a scholar opposite him is naturally the Taoist Master Wenshi.

Wen Shi smiled and said, "You don't understand this, right? For us scholars, the most important thing is our face."

"Otherwise, why would there be so many legends of scholars who made a living by their looks in ancient times?"

As soon as Wen Shi said this, the three people around him laughed out loud.

An old man with a dark complexion couldn't help but touch his face and said: "In fact, when I was young, I was also a scholar, and many people liked me at that time."

"Come on, when we were in Baibu." Tiandang pointed at the dark-faced old man and said with a smile, but he suddenly froze halfway through his words.

It's like Baibu is a taboo word.

In an instant, the originally smiling scene turned a little dull.

"Why? Are you unhappy during your time in Baibu?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

Suddenly, the four people in the field became cautious at the same time, and a strong aura emanated from their bodies.

Today was a birthday party, so everyone in the house was on holiday. In order to be with old friends, the younger generations were also sent out and told to come back in the evening.

At this moment, there was no one else in the courtyard except the four of them.

He came uninvited, yet managed to keep the four people unaware. His visitor had no good intentions.

And what the other party said made them feel like there was something stuck in their throats, making them very uncomfortable.

"Stop playing tricks on me and come out here!" Tian Dang Zongsi roared.

With a loud bang, an extremely powerful god emerged. It was a golden lion that was bigger than the entire mansion.

The moment it emerged, the golden lion let out a roar.

The golden impact carried a magical power, and wherever it passed, everything revealed its true nature.

However, the next moment...
A hand quietly fell on the lion's head.

Subsequently
Wow! !

Without any resistance or any strange signs, the majestic golden lion was engulfed by countless cracks and shattered in an instant.

"Puff!" The divine power was shattered, and Tendou Souji was also affected. His face turned pale and blood spurted out of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Wen Shi opened a book in his hand, and suddenly words appeared, turned into characters, and instantly fell on Tian Dang.

Suddenly, Tiandang's aura stabilized a little.

The other two old men looked at each other, and took a step forward at the same time, standing in front of their old friend.

"I really didn't expect you to be here, Wen Shi."

"And you two, Wang Ran and Li Mo, very good."

The voice sounded again.

"Who are you? Are you an old friend? Can I meet you?"

The man who was speaking had a big forehead, white hair and a youthful face.

"Wang Ran, you are still so good at talking."

An indifferent voice sounded.

What emerged was Zhou Wuliang's figure.

The moment he saw Zhou Wuliang's figure, Wen Shi's eyes showed a hint of astonishment.

Unlike the last time they met, when this old guy looked like he was about to die, at this moment there was an unpredictable aura surging from him.

The ability to crush Tiandang Zongsi with one hand also shows Zhou Wuliang's strength at the moment.

As for the other three people, their eyes suddenly trembled when they saw Zhou Wuliang.

"It's you!!"

"Zhou Wuliang!!"

"This is impossible!!"

The three people exclaimed in different ways. They had been paying close attention to Zhou Wuliang's situation.

For them, what they most hope to see is that Zhou Wuliang is alive and kicking, with no energy to do anything else.

This has indeed been the case with Zhou Wuliang over the years.

But the Zhou Wuliang in front of them made them feel extremely unfamiliar.

"What happened back then cannot be concealed. According to the laws of Tongtianmen, you must die."

Zhou Wuliang said indifferently.

Then press down with one hand
hum! !

An unspeakable power descended in an instant, like the will of heaven and earth, like the thoughts of the galaxy.

When this palm strike landed, everyone actually thought of death in their hearts.

It was as if even they themselves thought they deserved to die.

Tendou Souji seemed to sense something, and he shouted out two words in a trembling voice.

“Master!!”

(End of this chapter)