After cultivating for several hours, Feng Wuchen was quite satisfied with the speed of his cultivation.
"If I want to increase my cultivation faster, Saint Origin Stones alone are far from enough." Feng Wuchen slowly opened his eyes, thinking about going to the Dragon God Temple's Alchemy Pavilion to get some treasures to cultivate.
Dragon God Temple had no shortage of low-rank treasures, in fact, they had more than enough to use.
But just as this idea came to his mind, Feng Wuchen immediately dismissed it.
Dragon God Temple's Alchemy Pavilion must have powerful Alchemists overseeing it. Although he was the Dragon God Supreme, he was afraid he would be ignored.
"I'm too lazy to ask for a rebuff. Although not everyone is like this, forget it, I'll just treat it as a matter of pride." Feng Wuchen shook his head helplessly.
Unless Feng Wuchen became strong enough, in the eyes of Dragon God Temple and its subordinate great forces, Feng Wuchen was an existence with an undeserved reputation.
A world where strength was respected was cruel.
"It seems that staying in Dragon God Temple is not the best choice." Feng Wuchen felt helpless.
This was not to say that Feng Wuchen did not like Dragon God Temple, but there was no place for him in such a behemoth.
"I'll take Xiaoxiao to find a place in a few days and learn more about the Holy World's herbs. Let's go to the library first." Feng Wuchen thought, then went to the library.
Feng Wuchen planned to read some ancient books about pills. After all, he was not familiar with the Holy World's pills.
.....
At the same time, in a palace in Dragon God Temple.
A disciple respectfully reported, "Reporting to Elder, Feng Wuchen did not go to the Alchemy Pavilion to take any cultivation materials."
"Hmph! At least he knows his place. Does he really think he can do whatever he wants in Dragon God Temple just because Long Hun Ling conferred him the title of Dragon God Supreme? He can forget about praying to this Elder! "The thin old man on the main seat said coldly.
As an elder of the Dragon Sacred Temple, how could he tolerate a junior stepping on his head?
"Sigh, he's just a descendant of the Dragon Gods, and he's only just ascended to the Holy World. What qualifications does he have to be a supreme being? Long Shi Hun's decision was indeed too hasty. I really don't know what he was thinking. He didn't even take us seriously. "Another old man shook his head helplessly.
"Hmph! If Feng Wuchen possessed great strength, I wouldn't have any objections. But he just had to ascend. If this matter were to spread, wouldn't our Dragon God Temple become a laughingstock? "said the skinny Elder angrily. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
At their level of cultivation, if it were anyone else, they would not be able to tolerate a junior stepping on their heads.
Moreover, Feng Wuchen was only a Two Star Saint!
"Continue to keep an eye on Feng Wuchen. If necessary, teach him a lesson. This Elder wants to let him know that the Dragon Sacred Temple will not allow a weakling like him to be the supreme being of the Dragon God. I also want to let Long Shi Hun know that Feng Wuchen is not qualified!" said the old man coldly.
If Feng Wuchen really went to the Alchemy Pavilion just now, not only would he be mocked, he would even be humiliated.
.....
At this moment, Feng Wuchen had already arrived at the Library Pavilion.
The Dragon God Temple's Library Pavilion was very imposing. There were all kinds of ancient books inside, and even powerful cultivation methods and spells.
"Greetings to the supreme being!"
Seeing Feng Wuchen appear in the Library Pavilion, the guards were stunned at first, but then they quickly went up to greet him respectfully.
"No need to be so courteous. I'll have to trouble you to bring me to see the ancient books about pills." Feng Wuchen said politely.
One of them quickly said respectfully, "Supreme, please follow me."
"Thank you." Feng Wuchen followed.
The Library Pavilion was divided into seven floors. The ancient books, cultivation methods, and spells on each floor were different. The higher the floor, the higher the authority required.
In other words, the higher the floor, the more precious the ancient books and spells were.
The first floor was very spacious. There were all kinds of ancient books in all directions, but they were all ordinary books. Anyone in the Dragon God Temple was qualified to look at them.
"Supreme, this is the ancient records about alchemists. On the left are cultivation methods and spells. But these cultivation methods and spells require a Saint Spirit Realm cultivator to practice." One of the guards explained respectfully and directly led Feng Wuchen to the right, as if he did not want to let Feng Wuchen see the cultivation methods and spells.
Of course, Feng Wuchen didn't care and didn't care.
Seeing that Feng Wuchen did not have any reaction, a trace of disdain flashed across the two guards' eyes. It was as if they were saying, 'You want to practice the Holy World's cultivation methods and spells?'
"Supreme, please feel free to look around. We won't disturb you." One of the guards said respectfully. The two guards pushed Huang Xiaolong to the center.
Looking at them, it was as if they were worried that Feng Wuchen would peek at the cultivation methods and spells, so they purposely stared at him.
Feng Wuchen casually picked up an ancient book about alchemy and herbs.
Feng Wuchen read quickly. He had a photographic memory, memorizing all kinds of herbs and heavenly treasures. Even the medicinal properties and appearance were memorized. Even the details were not left out.
He read one book after another. Refining, inscription, forging, and other ancient books were not left out.
In the beginning, the two guards did not care, but when Feng Wuchen took out the ancient books about refining, inscription, and forging, they felt even more disdain for him.
"Whether he's an alchemist or not is still a problem. He even read the ancient books about refining, inscription, and forging, can he understand them?" The fat guard said disdainfully in a low voice.
"Hmph! If the alchemists of the Alchemy Pavilion knew about this, they would probably laugh their heads off. "The other guard sneered in a low voice.
"Forget it, forget it. Ignore him. He's just a Saint." The fat guard was impatient.
Feng Wuchen was focused on reading and did not notice the disdainful expressions of the two guards at all.
After a full hour, Feng Wuchen had memorized all the basic things. He had a thorough understanding of the foundation of a fourth-layer alchemist in the Holy World.
The basics were too simple. He did not need to waste too much time at all.
"Please take me to the second floor." Feng Wuchen walked over and said indifferently.
"That, Supreme, are you a Saint Spirit Realm alchemist?" A guard asked tentatively.
"No." Feng Wuchen shook his head.
"Then you're a Saint Realm alchemist?" The fat guard asked.
"No." Feng Wuchen shook his head again.
Feng Wuchen was not lying. Feng Wuchen really was not a Saint Realm alchemist.
The two guards despised him ten thousand times in their hearts.
He was not an alchemist at all, but he pretended to know and read the ancient books of the four major fields!
"Supreme, you're not an alchemist. Why are you reading the ancient books of alchemists? Moreover, the Dragon God Temple has a rule that only those who have reached the Saint Spirit Realm are qualified to go to the second floor. This is the rule set by the ancestor. "
"There's such a rule?" Feng Wuchen was stunned.
"Supreme Dragon God doesn't know the rules of the Dragon God Temple? If others were to find out about this, wouldn't they laugh at our Dragon God Temple for having no one capable? "A strange laughter suddenly sounded.
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