Yu Wenfei's cruel words made the other monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance laugh ferociously.
A look that completely convinced Luo Fu.
And the woman in the white dress, after hearing Yu Wenfei's blatant threat to Luo Fu.
Not only does it not have any approach to justice.
Instead, he sneered at Luo Fu.
"People who I don't like usually don't end well."
"Don't you think it's strange? Why do I look down on you so much?"
After saying that, the woman in the white dress looked at Yu Wenfei and said, "Today, I will carry out this act of favoritism to the end!"
"Yu Wenfei, there is no need for you to rush to enlightenment."
"I would like to make an exception and offer an object for you to visualize."
After saying this, the woman in the white dress flicked her jade hand.
The mysterious immortal power condensed into a scroll in the air.
"This painting is something that the Lord treasures as much as life."
"You can benefit greatly by visualizing this thing, and even improve your understanding!"
"After you improve your understanding, you can study the divine book and get twice the result with half the effort!"
The woman in the white dress suddenly offered up such a magic weapon to help Yu Wenfei and the others understand the technique.
This move is obviously to add fuel to the fire and make Luo Fu irrecoverable.
A thousand monks were overjoyed and hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground, thanking him for their kindness.
Yu Wenfei was even more ecstatic. If he could improve his understanding, he would even have the opportunity to master higher-level True Immortal techniques. Not only could he easily kill Luo Fu, but he might even have the chance to surpass Su Waner!
Yu Wenfei had long regarded Su Waner as a thorn in his side. Now, how could he not like this opportunity.
Immediately, under the control of the woman in the white dress, the scroll slowly opened.
A picture with extraordinary charm hung in the air and appeared in front of everyone.
On the scroll is a monk wearing a monk's robes with a peaceful expression.
This person is sitting cross-legged and upright with his eyes closed.
Although the person in the painting is a dead thing, there is always an unspeakable mysterious power exuding from his body!
This mysterious power can greatly stimulate the monk's understanding!
Yu Wenfei and others suddenly looked shocked. They didn't even have time to say thank you. They immediately stared at the painting and began to contemplate.
The woman in the white dress smiled contemptuously at Luo Fu: "You can also visualize, but unfortunately, you don't have the skills to practice."
Luo Fu said nothing.
He smiled.
The first time I saw the scroll, I couldn't help but smile.
"Very funny?" The woman in the white dress mocked.
Luo Fu nodded: "Yes, it wasn't funny at first, but after seeing this painting, things became funny."
"Is this "Picture of Ultimate Freedom" your Lord's?"
The woman in the white dress was shocked when she heard this, and the amusement on her face instantly dissipated and turned to surprise: "You!? How do you know the name of this painting?"
Of course Luo Fu knew, he was the one who drew this with his own hands.
Luo Fu's smile grew stronger.
"It's really a turn of events."
After saying this, Luo Fu narrowed his eyes.
The overbearing nine-day divine power is concentrated in the throat.
Immediately afterwards, there was an explosion of divine power that made the entire temple buzz and tremble.
"Mo Lu, come out!"
The moment the word stranger came out of her mouth, the look of surprise on the face of the woman in the white dress suddenly turned into horror!
The next moment!
Boom!
In the temple, high in the air, a vast divine power suddenly appeared!
That divine power is like the sea, like an abyss, unfathomable!
The torrential divine power gathered quickly and condensed into a stone statue!
That stone statue is carved from a true god.
The next moment, a broken soul floated out from the stone statue.
This is a man of majestic and majestic power.
When she saw this man, the woman in the white dress was so frightened that her face turned pale and she hurriedly knelt down and worshiped.
Seeing this scene, the other monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance also knelt down in fear.
Only Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, staring at the man with emotion on his face.
The man with a divine soul was also transformed into a ray of remnant soul.
At this moment, the soul man was surprised and stared at Luo Fu: "You, you, you, you are!?"
Luo Fu smiled, his smile full of emotion, sighed and shook his head: "Xiaojiu, it seems that you have also fallen."
The word "Xiaojiu" came out as soon as he said it.
The spirit man's eyes were red.
Luo Fu glanced at the scroll and sighed: "It's hard for you."
"Since the day you were promoted to God King, I gave you this painting as a reward."
"I never thought that after so many years, you would still preserve this painting."
"I'm determined."
The divine man was shocked when he heard this and was immediately stunned.
After a while, the man burst into tears and knelt down to kowtow.
"The ninth disciple, Mo Lu, pays homage to Master!"
Mo Lu suddenly raised his head, tears streaming down his face.
"Master, is it really you? You are really reincarnated!"
"You are still alive, hahaha, Master is still alive."
Mo Lu cried and laughed. He had thousands of words in his heart, but for a moment, he didn't know where to start.
But the monks and the woman in the white dress were already shocked.
Master...Master! ?
True God, God King!
Actually, he called Luo Fu his master? !
Everyone's minds went blank and they lost their ability to think.
At this time, Luo Fu and his ninth disciple met again in such an environment.
The former God King has fallen, leaving only a trace of his soul.
The former overlord of the divine world, reincarnated for thousands of lives, became a mortal.
Unexpectedly, when the two met again, they would be in such a situation.
This feeling and scene make Luo Fu feel mixed.
Time is ruthless.
The road is impermanent.
Luo Fu stood with his hands behind his hands, shook his head and sighed: "Master and disciple, you and I have finally met."
"So, very good."
The god king, Mo Lu, knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and cried bitterly: "Although my disciple has fallen, I still miss my master day and night, year after year."
"This disciple once swore to heaven that if he didn't see his master, he would never enter reincarnation!"
The corners of Luo Fu's eyes were also moist, and he smiled distressedly: "Silly boy, among the nine brothers, you are the most stubborn."
"Get up and let me take a good look at you."
God King Molu stood up in a hurry, smiling with tears in his eyes.
But in the next moment, God King Molu's expression suddenly changed drastically. He glanced at the monks from the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance and said in surprise: "Oh no!"
"Disciple accidentally exposed Master's identity!"
"However, the disciple's remnant soul and only his spiritual consciousness remain, and he cannot kill them to silence them!"
Luo Fu said: "No problem, just let them listen. These people will not leave the secret realm alive."
"correct."
Luo Fu's eyes faintly glanced at the woman in the white dress.
The woman in the white dress was already lying on the ground, burying her face on the ground and not daring to lift it up, her whole body was shaking into chaff.
"Is this woman your disciple?"
The God King was stranger, with a confused look on his face: "Master, why do you suddenly ask about this person's identity?"
"She is a maid whom the disciple took in from the fairy world before he died."
"The disciple's soul was too damaged. In order to see the master, he didn't dare to destroy it without authorization, so he took the initiative to fall into a deep sleep."
"Over the years, I have kept her specially to wait for Master's arrival."
Luo Fu smiled: "Oh? I thought I was some great character, but it turned out to be just a maid."
"Yeah!? Xiaojiu." Suddenly, a silly little figure appeared on Luo Fu's shoulder.
Xiao Gu sat on Luo Fu's shoulder, with a pair of little feet dangling, stuffing a lot of spiritual stones into his mouth, and staring straight at God King Molu with his two big eyes.
The god king Mo Lu was overjoyed: "Ah, Xiao Gu! Are you alive too?"
Xiao Gu curled his lips and stuffed another handful of spirit stones: "What do you mean? I am alive, but you are dead."
God King Molu was speechless for a while: "Xiao Gu, all nine of our disciples have died. You must take good care of Master."
"Whoever dares to be disrespectful to Master, you will eat him in one bite!"
"Whoever dares to have evil intentions towards Master, you will eat his ancestral graves!"
Xiao Gu dangled a pair of thick and fat calves: "Ang."
"By the way, Master, why did you mention this girl just now?" God King Molu turned his attention away from Xiao Gu.
Luo Fu smiled faintly and pointed at the woman in the white dress: "I don't like her very much."
As soon as this statement came out.
God King Molu, who was overjoyed to see master and apprentice reunited, suddenly changed his expression!
A pair of sharp eyes, murderous intent!
The woman in the white dress felt the murderous intention and suddenly raised her head in fear, her face turned pale: "Honored...Honored Lord!"
"My slave, I don't know that this person is your master. I am wrong."
“Please, Lord, have mercy, Lord, please have mercy!”
"Have mercy!?" God King Molu was furious.
"Do you know how much suffering my master has endured? Do you know how devastated I am by the death of my master!"
"But you, how dare you! Be disrespectful to my master!"
Luo Fu smiled lightly and looked at the woman in the white dress: "Do you think it's strange or not? Your Lord is my disciple."
"So now, instead of you having the final say in this temple, it's me who has the final say?"
The woman in the white dress had a sad face and kowtowed desperately to Luo Fu.
God King Mo Lu got up in anger: "Evil servant! It seems that you are not only disrespectful to the master, you are really a brave slave!"
After saying this, the God King Mo Lu pointed his finger at the eyebrow of the woman in the white dress.
"Ahhh! Lord, please spare my life..."
Bang!
The woman in the white dress exploded on the spot, and her soul was annihilated!
The monks of the Ten Thousand Dao Alliance were frightened and did not dare to move.
The murderous intent on God King Molu's face instantly disappeared, and he said to Luo Fu: "Master, this disciple has many things to say to you."
"These are all your fellow students, right? The disciple is willing to sacrifice his few soul powers to cooperate with the ultimate intention to improve their understanding!"
As soon as these words came out, Yu Wenfei's face turned green.
Luo Fu sneered: "These are my enemies."
"There is no need to teach those god-level skills to them."
"Let them have a taste of injustice."
"Enemy!?" God King Mo Lu showed murderous intent.
"Disciples can't kill living monks, but they can still be driven away."
Buzz!
In the Meteor God Temple, the huge barrier suddenly flashed.
Ten million Dao Alliance monks were instantly dragged out of the temple by invisible force.
Outside the temple, Yu Wenfei and others were shouting angrily.
"That's nonsense! I haven't understood the technique further yet!"
"Luo Fu, you bastard, how dare you ruin our good deeds!"
"Just wait for me. If you have the guts, you'll never come out!"
Inside the temple.
When God King Molu heard the scolding, he was furious, and soon his face was full of shame: "Master, the disciple is incompetent. I can't kill them to vent my anger for the master."
Luo Fu shook his head: "Your current remnant soul is extremely weak and is only a hair away from annihilation."
"Do not blame you."
"Tell me what happened after I died."
"Why is there also a war between gods and demons in this human world?"
God King Molu had a sad face and sighed: "Back then, Master Fang Jinxuan sacrificed the heart of Yaochi and sent Master's soul away."
"And the Master's Heart of Yaochi was captured by the demons and tortured in every possible way."
"I know all this, let's talk about the rest." Luo Fu was heartbroken and didn't want to recall that miserable scene again.
God King Molu nodded: "Without the Heart of Yaochi, Master's strength has dropped sharply. Not only has she lost her godhead, but she has also had cracks in her soul."
"But the demons are determined to be evil. They guessed that Master will be reborn in Canglan Continent, but they don't know who he will be and when he will be reborn."
"The remnants of the demon clan want to kill all the living creatures in Canglan Continent once and for all."
"Master's wife led our troops and came down to the human world to fight against the remnants of the demon clan."
"Although we blocked the demon clan, all nine of our brothers died in the battle."
"The master's wife also died in the war due to the decline in her strength. Her soul was completely broken and her three souls were separated."
Luo Fu nodded slightly, understanding everything.
No wonder Fang Jinxuan was reincarnated into three people.
"It turns out that so many things happened after I fell in the God Realm."
"call……"
Luo Fu shook his head, glanced at the temple, and said, "This temple is under your control."
"Create a blank space for me in the barrier. I will set up a teleportation formation directly in this temple."
"Remember, no matter who you meet, don't call me Master again."
"Disciple, obey your orders!" God King Mo Lu immediately started.
…
The ancient teleportation array shone with a burst of light.
Forty thousand Penglai Shen Sect disciples appeared in the Meteor God Temple in an instant.
When God King Mo Lu saw Fang Luxuan, he was stunned.
"Eh? Why does this woman feel inexplicably familiar?"
