Shao Jun frowned and looked at Deng Lin. The worldly-skilled Lord of the Temple of Goddess of Yue faintly felt a strange aura from Deng Lin's sudden smile. However, Deng Lin, who has divine blood and blood, is a person who even the goddesses have to treat him with courtesy. Shao Jun still resisted the confusion in his heart and did not ask for it. The confusion accumulated in Shao Jun's heart was also quite a lot, so he didn't care about one more.

After thinking a little, Shaojun recruited the Lord of the Eight Fen Temple to bring the elite of the Goddess of Yue and rushed towards the Xuanyuan Temple with great momentum.

Deng Lin left Peng Yuan and asked, "Tell me about the distribution of the power of Xuanyuan Temple."

Peng Yuan was slightly stunned, and then he remembered that Deng Lin had been practicing hard since joining the temple and was almost ignorant of the matters of the temple. "Havenly Emperor Xuanyuan is divided into Fenghou, Yubo, Thunder, Lightning, Huangzhong, Shuize, Tude Qingyang, and the eighth halls. The strength of the eighth hall is comparable to that of the goddess Yue Temple. The two sides have a win or defeat in every year. It is difficult to determine which one is better or worse."

Deng Lin nodded, and when he heard the name of Fenghou Hall, a thoughtful smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"There is a man named Lu Shi in Fenghou Hall." Deng Lin stared at Peng Yuan and asked.

Peng Yuan was slightly stunned and nodded and said, "Yes, Lu Shi is also a master of the alchemy body, but he was already old when he broke through the alchemy body, so he was not highly valued in the Fenghou Hall."

Deng Lin suddenly smiled disdainfully. The situation of beating Lu Shi and the prince in the Han Dynasty's prince's mansion that day could not help but appear before him. Lu Shi held the name of Xuanyuan Temple hostage, but was forced to become dirty and embarrassed by himself.

"Maybe I should go and see my old friends, or let them see me." Deng Lin said with a smile on his back. He was able to step on the people of Xuanyuan Temple under his feet. Now he has personally proved that Lu Shi is indeed a lackey of Xuanyuan Temple, so Deng Lin's mood suddenly became extremely smooth, and there was a smile on his face.

Pengyuan looked at Deng Lin who was smiling occasionally, and her eyes couldn't help but fall into confusion. A slight smile made Pengyuan feel irresistible and willing to become a prisoner.

"What do you want to do?" Peng Yuan stared at Deng Lin and said.

Deng Lin frowned slightly and said, "Is there any way to lure the Lord of the Eight Parts Hall of Xuanyuan Temple without being noticed."

Peng Yuan frowned slightly, "Do you want to separate out the Eighth Palace Master one by one?"

Deng Lin nodded and said, "Not bad."

Peng Yuan frowned and said, "The situation in the two temples is tense now, and it is probably not easy to confront each other."

After pausing, Peng Yuan looked at Deng Lin and said, "But there should be no problem to invite the Lord Yu Bo and Lord Tude alone."

Deng Lin stared at Peng Yuan with a oh-so-tongued voice, and Peng Yuan's face turned red and continued, "They have been pursuing me for a long time. If I invite you, I believe they will come to the appointment."

Deng Lin reached out and touched his forehead, and said calmly, "That's it. First, from these two nobles, you invite these two people to meet you alone... and get together."

Peng Yuan nodded silently, and a hint of red cloud appeared on her face. Deng Lin agreed that she used the beauty trick to make Peng Yuan shy and feel a little proud. Only when she is beautiful is effective can the beauty trick be effective. No matter what, as Deng Lin's first slave, Peng Yuan at least feels that she is still useful, although Peng Yuan doesn't know what Deng Lin wants to do.

The Lord of Yubo Palace - Tu Tian, ​​a young man in his thirties with a long face and wide ears and an ordinary appearance, "Yuanyuan, why did you ask me out?"

Tu Tian looked at the dignified and beautiful Pengyuan with admiration, and wished he could go up and have a kiss on his face.

"I haven't seen you for a long time and miss you a little." Peng Yuan looked at Tu Tian and said lightly.

Tu Tian's mouth broke and almost stretched to his ears. The beauty had expectations for him and made Tu Tian's heart fly into the sky. Unfortunately, the beautiful dream had not yet been done, and a sharp murderous intent suddenly came from behind.

Deng Lin, who suddenly appeared, used the empty realm without hesitation, and tried to feel the damage of the five feelings, which made Tu Tian suddenly groan and vomit blood.

Peng Yuan faced Tu Tian's momentum, and his jade palm slapped Tu Tian's chest again, stretched out his hand to pull Tu Tian, ​​who was in a coma and pretended to die. Deng Lin and Peng Yuan quickly disappeared into the void.

A moment later, Chunyu Yue's figure suddenly appeared in the place where Deng Lin was before. "The one who could cause such a violent fluctuation of the Yuan power should be that little beast, no doubt, how could there be no one?"

After his spiritual sense scanned, Chunyu Yue hummed coldly and his body suddenly disappeared into the void.

In a hidden cave in a mountain stream to which the Temple of Goddess Yue belongs, Peng Yuan looked at Deng Lin and said, "What do you want to do? Why do you want to catch Tu Tian and come back?"

Deng Lin stretched out his hand, and smiled strangely with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "I want Tu Tian to be my second servant!".

Peng Yuan stared at Deng Lin in a daze, suddenly reached out to cover her mouth, looking extremely shocked, "Do you want to turn all the eight sub-district masters of Xuanyuan Temple into your...slaves!"

Deng Lin smiled coldly and snorted, "Not bad!".

Peng Yuan swallowed a little. If the eight masters of Xuanyuan Temple were all reduced to Deng Lin's slaves, wouldn't it be that the entire Xuanyuan Temple would be wiped out?

Once the Eighth Hall Lord leads his troops to leave the Xuanyuan Temple, it will be an unbearable disaster for the Xuanyuan Temple, and the Xuanyuan Temple will also lose its equal status with the Yue Temple.

Such a bold plan made Pengyuan deeply shocked again.

"If you can subdue the Eighth Palace Master..." Peng Yuan could hardly imagine what would happen next. If Deng Lin could subdue the Eighth Palace Master, he would naturally be able to subdue the Eighth Palace Master of the Goddess of Yue Temple. Although he was the Lord of Duize, he was Deng Lin's first slave.

If Deng Lin conquered the two halls in one fell swoop, the two temples would have become empty shells with no name.

"Can you just subdue the Eighth Lord of Xuanyuan Temple and let the Goddess of Yue?" Peng Yuan looked at Deng Lin in shock and panic and said.

Deng Lin frowned and said lightly, "My target is only Xuanyuan Temple, but if the Temple of Yue is going to be an enemy of me, you will be responsible for the consequences."

After saying that, two red lights threw themselves at the fainting Tu Tian, ​​putting his palm on Tu Tian's forehead, and with a muffled groan, a dazzling light suddenly came from Deng Lin's palm into Tu Tian's forehead.

...

Tu Tian, ​​who woke up from his coma, opened his eyes and looked at it, then suddenly jumped up and said, "You are the one who injured the Son of God."

With his eyes on Peng Yuan, Tu Tian said angrily, "It was you who and he deceived me from the Xuanyuan Temple and took the opportunity to hurt me."

Peng Yuan glanced at Tu Tian and turned to look at Deng Lin.

Deng Lin stared at Tu Tian and said coldly, "Kneel down!".

Tu Tian's mind was shocked suddenly and he couldn't help but kneel down.

Looking up at Deng Lin, Tu Tian’s face was full of disbelief and doubt. Why did he involuntarily execute the words of this young man?

The Son of Creation appeared again in the spiritual sea of ​​Tu Tian, ​​repeating what he had said to Peng Yuan before.

"Slave, servant." Tu Tian murmured to himself in shock, "How could I surrender to a mortal who has an irreconcilable hatred with the temple." Tu Tian stared at Deng Lin and roared.

Deng Lin glanced at Tu Tian and suddenly said, "Slap himself fifty times in the face."

Tu Tian suddenly felt that the Yuanli in his body suddenly made him raise his hand as Deng Lin's heart, and slapped him hard in the face.

After fifty slaps, Deng Lin stared at Tu Tian with a swollen face like a pig's head and said, "You have only two choices, either die or surrender!"

Tu Tian looked at Deng Lin in horror. After a moment, his knees softened, he knelt on one knee, and said vaguely, "Master."

Deng Lin snorted coldly, "You can go back first, everything is normal, don't show any unexpected expressions and be discovered. When I need it, I will summon you."

Tu Tian lowered his head and said in a speechless manner, "As far as the master's orders, Tu Tian will act carefully."

Deng Lin nodded and said, "You can go back now."

Looking at Tu Tian’s back, Peng Yuan murmured to himself, “Is it like this that the Lord of Yu Bo Palace?…”

Turning to look at Deng Lin, Peng Yuan said confusedly, "This seems too simple. Tu Tian became a slave to his master, and Yu Bo Palace will inevitably be shaken by the foundation and will be destroyed by itself."

Deng Lin snorted coldly, "Fortresses are always the easiest to be broken from the inside."

Peng Yuan breathed a long sigh, calming down his shocked mood, and thought to himself, even so, if you don’t have the mysterious Yuan power you have, it would be just wishful thinking to secretly break through the Xuanyuan Temple without bloodshed. Even if you are the master of the hall, everyone’s cultivation is above the third level of the alchemy or third level. It is basically impossible to conquer a master in the alchemy realm with Deng Lin’s strength.

Three days later, Deng Lin looked at the Tude Palace Master Xuan Sheng and said coldly, "You are my third servant..."

After bidding farewell to the Lord of Tude, Deng Lin frowned tightly and thought about how to successfully lure the remaining six Lords without disturbing others.

After thinking for a long time, Deng Lin suddenly smiled at Tianyi. He seemed to be trapped in the whirlpool of Pengyuan's beauty plan and could not extricate himself. He completely forgot that he had already installed two chess pieces in the Xuanyuan Temple. Using the identity of the Lord of Yubo and Lord of Tude Temple, it is definitely not difficult to make an appointment with the other Lords of the branch hall separately.

Pengyuan looked at Deng Lin’s strange smile and felt inexplicably tight again. Once a person who never smiled, something was destined to happen.

"What do you want to do?"
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