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Chapter 73

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"Alright, Master."

Lin Feng nodded and flew in front of Master Dharma. Dharma opened his small world and Lin Feng followed him inside.

"Lin Feng, from now on, you're not my first disciple anymore!"

Said Dharma Dharma in a deep voice. After that, he turned his head and fixedly stared at Lin Feng. Lin Feng was surprised and looked at Dharma Dharma in surprise.

"Mister, what are you …?" Lin Feng wanted to ask what was going on but Dharma Dharma stopped him with a hand gesture.

"Don't be surprised. The reason why you're not my first disciple anymore is simple. From now on, you're a Respectable Elder of the Divine Sect. There are rules in the Divine Sect, you can't accept disciples of the same generation as you. Therefore, we're no longer teacher and disciple."

Said Dharma Sect in a deep voice. Lin Feng was surprised, but then he felt helpless. It seemed like the Divine Sect was really efficient. He had just come back from Fan Shengjun's place and the results were already out.

"Master Dharma, actually, I don't want to be a Respectable Elder. I don't care about things like that. I just want to practice cultivation." said Lin Feng smiling wryly.

Hearing this, Dharma faintly nodded his head and then smiled: "Although I haven't completely guessed your temperament and nature, I can see this point. However, the rules of the Divine Sect are as such, I cannot go against it!!"

Shouted Dharma shaking his head. Lin Feng smiled wryly. Dharma was also a stubborn person. He scrupulously abided by the rules. He wasn't like Yan Di.

When Lin Feng thought about Yan Di, he always pretended to be a fake Taoist priest. Lin Feng missed Yan Di a lot. From Xue Yue to the Continent of the Nine Clouds, Yan Di had always been Lin Feng's friend.

But Lin Feng didn't know where Yan Di had gone. Back then, when he had gone to Godly Continent, Yan Di's Celestial Evolution Holy Clan had been sealed. Yan Di hadn't contacted Lin Feng for a hundred years either.

"Master, I want to know how many corpses you stole back then, can I?" Lin Feng wanted to know how many corpses Dharma had stolen back then. He wanted to know if he was a Respectable Elder or not.

Bodhidharma knew what Lin Feng was thinking so he told Lin Feng everything.

"I became a Major Saint King a hundred years ago. You naturally can't compare to me, but I still couldn't escape from the Corpse Ridge unscathed. I only managed to steal four corpses of Major Saint Kings and several dozen bodies of sovereign Saint Rulers. You're not as strong as me right now, yet you managed to steal so many corpses. Congratulations, it means that I wasn't wrong about you."

Said Dharma Protector while praising Lin Feng.

Lin Feng just smiled at Bodhidharma's words.

"Alright, you can stay here for now. Once the sect finishes building the palace for you, you can stay in the palace."

Said Dharma Dharma waving his hand. Then, he opened the door of the small world and said to Lin Feng, "You can leave. I need to practice cultivation for a while."

Lin Feng nodded and clasped his fists in front of him. Then, he left Bodhidharma's small world and went back to his palace.

"Lin Feng, Lin Feng, come with me!"

Lin Feng was in his room, but before he could sit down and have a cup of tea, Song Zhuang barged in and smiled.

Lin Feng looked at Song Zhuang and thought that Song Zhuang looked like a free and unfettered person. He didn't look like Lin Feng, who had to bear all the pressure in his heart and find trouble for himself.

"What's wrong now?" Asked Lin Feng while frowning and looking at Song Zhuang. He then poured himself a cup of tea and poured himself a cup.

"Perfect, I'm thirsty."

Lin Feng put down the teapot. There was no water left in the teacup. Song Zhuang laughed heartily. He wiped his mouth with his sleeve and smiled at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng was speechless and sighed. He poured himself another cup of herbal tea and drank it.

"Lin Feng, come with me. The sect is preparing a ceremony for you. Someone will come to find you soon." said Song Zhuang smiling at Lin Feng.

When Lin Feng heard him, he looked surprised and asked: "What do you mean by that?"

"Of course it's the ceremony where you become a Divine Sect Grand Elder. From now on, you will be Divine Sect's fourth Grand Elder, and of course the weakest, the weakest, the weakest Grand Elder!"

Said Song Zhuang smiling. He didn't forget to make fun of Lin Feng, but Lin Feng was used to it.

"Indeed, I'm the fourth supreme elder. Dharma Dharma, Fairy Han, the supreme elder and I." said Lin Feng smiling indifferently.

"The great elder is Xuan Yuanmu's master. He's called Di Shu and is a peak Saint King. He's also the strongest of the divine sect. Even when Bodhidharma and fairy Han worked together, they were unable to gain any advantage over him."

Said Song Zhuang smiling mockingly, as if he didn't care about the imperial book at all. But when Lin Feng heard Song Zhuang, he was astonished. A strong cultivator who couldn't defeat Bodhidharma and Celestial Han was really terrifying.

"Xuan Yuan Mu's teacher is that strong." Lin Feng sighed. No wonder Xuan Yuan Mu had become an executor of the sect and helped Fan Shengjun.

"Lin Feng, this time, Di Shu is going to be the one in charge of the ceremony. You have to exchange three attacks with him to become a supreme elder."

Song Zhuang told Lin Feng something else that gave Lin Feng a headache.

He had to exchange three attacks with Di Shu to pass the exam and become a supreme elder.

Lin Feng was a low-level Saint Emperor, and he had just broken through. Di Shu was a high-level Saint Emperor who had lived for tens of thousands of years. Lin Feng didn't know if he could exchange three attacks with Di Shu, but Lin Feng wasn't afraid.

Song Zhuang didn't look nervous or scared. He smiled mockingly and said, "Lin Feng, back then, when Fairy Han became a supreme elder, she exchanged three attacks with Di Shu!"

"What? She can only take three attacks?" Lin Feng frowned when he heard Song Zhuang.

"Back then, fairy Han was also a minor Saint Emperor. That was already three thousand years ago." Song Zhuang laughed as if he knew everything.

Lin Feng knew that Di Shu's background was mysterious. Only Master Niu knew about Song Zhuang's background, but Master Niu didn't want to tell him.

Therefore, Song Zhuang was like Yan Di back in the days, he could explain things to Lin Feng.

"Lin Feng, Celestial Han managed to receive three attacks from the great imperial book, but that's not enough. Your teacher, Bodhidharma, was able to receive a hundred because he was a high-level Saint Emperor. It happened a hundred years ago."

"Therefore, Lin Feng, your requirement is that Fairy Han can exchange three attacks with Di Shu. Di Shu's requirement is very low, you can exchange three attacks with Di Shu."

Said Song Zhuang, looking at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng frowned. Di Shu only wanted him to exchange three attacks? Was he looking down on Lin Feng?

If Lin Feng hadn't heard Song Zhuang's last sentence, he probably wouldn't have thought much about it. But Lin Feng had heard it, and with his temperament, he had to exchange three attacks, he had to exchange a fourth and a fifth!

Lin Feng didn't talk nonsense. He left the room and went to the arena.

Song Zhuang was smiling as he followed behind Lin Feng. He had said the last sentence on purpose. How could Lin Feng not know? Of course he knew.

Very quickly, Lin Feng and Song Zhuang arrived at the arena.

Lin Feng and Song Zhuang were standing outside of the arena. There was a red carpet in the middle of the arena which was about a hundred meters long. On both sides of the red carpet, there were a few drums which had a diameter of one meter. Below the drums, there were disciples wearing black chang pao.

There were many people standing on the stage. Lin Feng knew some of them, such as the Saints and Fan Shengjun. There were also some old men he didn't know. Was there a great imperial scroll? Thought Lin Feng.

On the stage, apart from people, there were also eight golden seats. The seat in the middle was the largest, and the seats on both sides were smaller.

"Silence!"

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