The Domain of God

The huge hall was completely silent at this moment.

To them, Wu Feng's actions were already a direct threat. And this was even giving face to the Sovereign Sky Breaker and Luo Xianer. Otherwise, they would have absolutely reason to believe that Wu Feng would truly make a move.

Xue Lan sighed, "Lord diviner, this matter is of great importance. It is truly impossible for me to rashly make a decision. Furthermore, as a diviner, if word were to spread that you are bullying the weak, wouldn't that damage the reputation of the diviner? "

"Bullying the weak?"

Cao Xuan was stunned, there was actually such a thing?

Wu Feng looked at Xue Lan coldly and said, "When all of you surrounded and killed me together, did you think about what it means to bully the weak? What do you mean by "more bullying the less"? "

Wu Feng paused for a moment before continuing, "Don't tell me anything important. I have already explained the reason why I was able to sit here and chat with you all in such a tranquil manner. If Imperial Palace truly feels that I, Wu Feng, am still that little trash that's easy to bully back then, you can take action. "

"Or perhaps, I should help you all invite out the Emperor below?"

Hearing that, the faces of Xue Lan and the rest changed again. That was the last expert that could not be invited unless there was absolutely no other choice. Only with the Emperor's protection could he preserve the legacy forever. And right now, Wu Feng did not attack them, nor did he declare that he would destroy their Imperial Palace. Naturally, they would not call out that senior either, because once they did, the Imperial Palace would no longer have the ability to protect himself.

Zhu Meng clenched his teeth, and glared fiercely at Wu Feng, "You are simply going too far!"

Luo Xianer lowered her head and sat at the side. What happened today was very awkward for her. On one side was Wu Feng, and on the other was the Imperial Palace that had trained her. She also understood that Wu Feng had given in a lot.

Cao Xuan's eyeballs turned, perhaps because he had known Wu Feng for too long, he too understood what Wu Feng was like in the past. Everyone was shouting and shouting, and everyone wanted to bully him. But now, Imperial Palace, one of the great Five Great Holy Lands s, was actually saying that Wu Feng had gone too far?

This

How could he not laugh?

"Yes, I came today to bully you."

Wu Feng nodded his head, "I will not deny the things that I have done and the things that I am doing.

"To secretly learn the unique skills of other sects is a big taboo. Could it be that a dignified diviner like you actually doesn't understand these little rules? "

Ling Xiao's voice was low and deep. It was taboo to even learn in secret, let alone ask for it.

Wu Feng smiled indifferently, "I understand, I will learn openly."

Ling Xiao's face turned green, he had said that learning secretly was giving face, but now it seemed that Wu Feng was being too stubborn.

Wu Feng continued, "But then again, you know. I may not be able to learn from you. I want to see the Silent God Curse to learn from you? You guys are putting money on your face too much. "

Luo Xianer touched Wu Feng and shook his head slightly.

Wu Feng's words were too hurtful, she really couldn't bear to see his master in such a difficult situation.

"Forget it, I'll take a step back."

Wu Feng frowned, and spoke again: "I only looked at the original place, and only looked here, and after I finished reading, I will leave. Furthermore, I will definitely not say a word about this to anyone. "

Zhu Meng was naturally unwilling, but he also understood that those were the last words.

If they continued to fight to the death, they would only be able to fight.

Xue Lan got up and said: "Please wait for a moment, I'll go get it for you right now."

Wu Feng also stood up and laughed, "How dare you let the Asgard Mistress go there alone? I don't dare to make you work too hard on such a small matter. How about this, I'll accompany you. "

Xue Lan was startled, then smiled: "Alright, then let's go together."

"You guys come with me."

Wu Feng turned his head to call Luo Xianer and Cao Xuan over, and at the same time ridiculed them: "Don't become any kind of hostage, it won't be fun then. Don't you think so? "Mistress."

Xue Lan forced out a laugh. Since Wu Feng was here, he naturally wouldn't believe in their Imperial Palace, because he had no reason to believe it.

How could Zhu Meng, Ling Xiao be slow? He quickly followed.

Along the way, they passed through many corridors before finally reaching the Imperial Palace's Scripture Pavilion.

Xue Lan walked straight towards one of the walls, to retrieve the books for Wu Feng.

Wu Feng stared closely at every single movement of Xue Lan's. Some forces would even prepare some vague ancient scrolls in advance in order to prevent things like today from happening.

If they were to train in such ancient books, they might die.

Xue Lan's expression was still calm, it was just that the pressure of the Imperial Palace caused her to feel uncomfortable, since this was the Imperial Palace, not some unpopular sect.

Xue Lan stopped, she hesitated a bit, but still activated the mechanism, took out a wooden box from the secret compartment on the wall, and gave it to Wu Feng.

Wu Feng opened it and saw a very thin piece of silk inside.

Wu Feng frowned, he placed the box on the side and opened the silk, but his face immediately darkened as he coldly said: "Are you messing with me?!"

He could not understand a single one of these words!

In the blink of an eye, killing intent filled the entire Scripture Pavilion.

Xue Lan's face could not help but turn white, while Luo Xianer hurriedly stopped Wu Feng and looked at the silk at the same time. Those words were all ancient, written in the language of the prehistoric period.

Xue Lan took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "This is what Junior Master left for me. I gave you the thing you wanted. As for how you understand it, that's your problem. "

"Are you provoking me?"

Wu Feng bellowed: Do you believe that I won't kill all of you right now?!

Wu Feng understood too well, if Xue Lan dared to give it to him like that, she would definitely not help him read it. However, if he relied on himself or looked for someone else, even if one word was wrong, the problem would be very serious.

Zhu Meng, Ling Xiao, and Xue Lan all fought shoulder to shoulder, as they looked at Wu Feng warily.

Cao Xuan took the silk from Wu Feng's hands and was immediately dissatisfied, "Didn't you guys already understand how to make fun of people? How many people in this world do you think can decipher the words of that time? "

Xue Lan lowered his voice and said, "What I promised you, I have already given it to you. Whether or not I can decipher it is no longer a matter for our Imperial Palace."

Seeing that Wu Feng was about to lose his temper, Luo Xianer hurriedly said, "Let me interpret it, I am able to understand some of the interest."

Wu Feng clenched his teeth, and swept a cold glance over Xue Lan and the others, "Now you all can scram, I will only stay here for a day, a day later I will leave."

Xue Lan nodded, "I hope you can keep your promise."

After saying that, Zhu Meng and who were filled with unwillingness walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, but they did not leave far away, as they were worried that Wu Feng would make other moves.

Wu Feng let out a light breath of air and asked: "Xian'er, do you understand what I mean?"

Luo Xianer took the silk and said softly: "I will try my best. After all, I have learned this before, so there shouldn't be too much trouble."

The ancient characters, every single one of them could mean a lot.

Wu Feng did not urge his again. Since it had already come to this point, he could only let nature take its course.

Luo Xianer was very familiar with this place, and brought the two of them to a nearby resting area, where she sat down and carefully studied the words on the silk.

Wu Feng and Cao Xuan did not speak, and only waited quietly.

Luo Xianer frowned, the meaning of the words were not too different from the current words, but the shape was difficult to understand.

Seeing that half a day had already passed, Luo Xianer's forehead started to sweat. The reason to decipher the words was due to a very strong foundation of words.

There were not many words on the silk. In Wu Feng's opinion, it was at most a thousand words.

It was already late at night, and more than half the time had passed.

"Hu!"

Luo Xianer heaved a sigh of relief as she raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Wu Feng was concerned: "How are you?"

Luo Xianer said gently, "I'm fine, don't be so worried. "I can read about 80 to 90% of the words on it. Although I can read some of the words, once they connect together, I won't dare to confirm them anymore."

Wu Feng nodded, on there was a record of the Silent God Curse, and it contained a type of supreme realm. The simple words would also become complicated.

"How about this."

Wu Feng thought for a while, then said: "Tell me what you know, I will make the judgement."

Right now, there was not much time, and even Luo Xianer was unable to decipher the words that she could not decipher for another month.

Luo Xianer nodded her head, "Alright, this is indeed the Silent God Curse. In the entire cultivation technique, the word 'quiet' was especially prominent.

"Tranquil mind, peaceful mind, all sounds quiet and peaceful!"

Luo Xianer explained slowly and continued to explain the meaning.

Wu Feng thought for a while, and memorized every word that Luo Xianer said.

Luo Xianer continued to speak, "At the same time, there was a mention of moving, one quiet, one fast, one slow.

Cao Xuan suddenly shouted, "It's power, the power of the general situation. "Move, calm down."

Wu Feng turned his head, "What?"

Cao Xuan shouted, "Have you forgotten? Everything we experienced in the Great Array. In this world, there was also movement and peace. Motive exists by reason of stillness, and static exists by reason of motion. The angle is different and the way you look at things is also different. "

Luo Xianer nodded her head: "There is indeed a reference to the Serenity here."

"One movement?"

"One fast and one slow?"

Wu Feng muttered to himself. Ever since the Saint Devil's Altar, he had been thinking about these simplest words.

"The difference in form means the foundation."

Wu Feng was deep in thought. His movements and speed were different, his original meaning was the same.

Wu Feng sat cross-legged with his eyes closed. Luo Xianer and Cao Xuan quietly went to the side, afraid that they would disturb Wu Feng.

"Slow, any slower."

Wu Feng's thoughts flashed, his blood and even his consciousness seemed to have lost the ability to think.

Slow, his entire body had become very slow.

Slow enough not to breathe, not to have a heartbeat

Two hours later, even the air around Wu Feng seemed to have solidified. It was no longer flowing, and it stopped moving as if it was a mirror.